Chapter 396： Pursuing the gods, returning to the forbidden area
Swipe!
The void is flashing, the space is shifting, but after a while, I don't know how far it is teleported.
When Lu Xuanji opened his eyes, he saw a blue ocean on a small island.
Open the [Hundred Maps Map] to locate, but found that teleportation to an unfamiliar sea area.
It is about three million kilometers away from the East China Sea.
"Teleport 3 million kilometers, so fast!"
Lu Xuanji was amazed.
At this moment, the pure Yang token light flashed pure white light, and after a while, an illusory figure flew out from the token, which was the pure Yang Daojun.
It's just that at this moment, this figure no longer has the aura of stalwart, but it is very sluggish, and it seems that it will dissipate at any time.
Daojun Chunyang said, "I'm sorry!"
"Daojun, what does this mean?"
Lu Xuanji asked, feeling a bad feeling in his heart.
Chunyang Daojun said: "In those days, when I ascended to the Immortal Realm, I left the Chunyang Token. The Chunyang Token contains my three ultimate ultimate moves, which can protect you. Not only that, it can be adjusted with the help of the Chunyang Token. My contacts in the Zifu world, whether it is Jiandao or other monks, will give face!"
"Of course, these are not important. The most important thing is that the pure Yang decree is my aim in the lower realm. With the help of the token, a trace of divine soul can be descended, and a trace of mana can be sent down, although in the process it is necessary to Paying a huge price, the loss is also quite large, but it can save your life at a critical moment!"
"It's a pity that the deity had an accident in the fairyland and went to fall. This token is just a token, and can no longer borrow mana from the deity of the fairyland. Not only that, how many connections this token can mobilize depends on your luck. Now. Those reliable monks in the past may become unreliable!"
"You have to be careful!"
With that said, Chunyang Daojun's body was illusory and completely dissipated.
Lu Xuanji held the token, urging Chunyang Ling, only to feel the power inside, all dissipated, and it seemed to turn into an ordinary token.
Time is the biggest enemy.
Under the ravages of time, immortals may also fall.
As for the token left by the immortal, the energy contained in it also dissipated most of it.
In the Pure Yang Order, there are three great magical powers to seal, namely, a thought of heaven and earth, a finger to break the sky, and a void to move.
These three magical powers are all left by the pure Yang Daojun before his ascension. If they are at their peak, they can activate [One Thought of the Universe] and [Referring to Break the Universe], and they can kill ordinary powerhouses. But after a long period of time, the energy loss in the Pure Yang Order is huge, not to mention killing the powerhouses, it is impossible to kill a **** of transformation.
Of course, the energy consumption in the pure yang order is actually a small problem.
The biggest danger is that Daojun Chunyang has fallen.
This means that the backer in Immortal Realm has collapsed.
As for Daojun Chunyang, his contacts and friends in the lower world will disappear.
If Daojun Chunyang is alive, many monks in the lower realms are willing to buy the Daojun's face; when Daojun Chunyang falls, many former friends will change color.
The only hope now is that the spread of news from the fairy world is lagging behind, and the moment when it reaches the lower world may be hundreds of years later, or even thousands of years later.
By then, he too had grown up.
"not good!"
At this moment, Lu Xuanji frowned slightly. The Chaos Map was warning, the Destiny Ball was warning, and the Dun Yi map was warning. It seemed that a great danger was coming, and it seemed that death would come in an instant.
Open the [Baitu Map], and immediately see a green light spot flashing at an extremely fast speed, constantly pulling closer.
Lu Xuanji was horrified and kept zooming in on the map, and the image was getting bigger.
I saw a cultivator hurrying on the road above the sea. The speed was extremely fast. It was almost three hundred miles away in an instant, but only a few ups and downs were thousands of miles away, constantly approaching his position.
This cultivator looked young, with jade-like skin, and his body exuded heroic aura. There were two white jade dragon horns on the top of his head, and his body exuded a terrifying aura.
Between the footsteps flashing, ripples appeared in the void.
The breath is somewhat familiar, it is the cultivator who shot and captured him, but was urged by Chunyang Daojun [Zhi Po Qiankun], and severely injured his palm.
"The trouble is big, there is a god-turning powerhouse in the dragon family, come to kill me, not to talk about martial arts!"
Lu Xuanji broke through and cursed.
Chilled and cold, the dragons don't talk about martial arts.
The powerhouses of the East China Sea line should not fight the small to the big, and the big to the old. It’s like a gourd baby saving grandpa, wave after wave, constantly sending heads, and constantly making him counter-kill .
In the end, did those top gangsters make a move?
But why did they not talk about martial arts like this, and directly dispatched a cultivator to hunt him down.
He is only a monk on the first floor of Yuan Ying.
It would be too much of a face for him to dispatch a spiritual cultivator to hunt down a Nascent Soul.
It's like using a dragon knife to kill a chicken.
As for the cross-level war, it is impossible.
Whoa!
At this very moment, the mana transmitted on the Pure Yang Token dissipated, and Lu Xuanji's cultivation continued to decline, falling to the first floor of Yuan Ying again.
In the body, there is a sense of tiredness, and I want to lie down and rest.
But he can't rest.
If he lay down now, within ten minutes at most, the god-turning powerhouse would come after him.
"Why don't I take out the marriage certificate of the Dragon Clan... After all, I am the son-in-law of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea..." Lu Xuanji smiled bitterly and immediately cut off such thoughts.
What a joke.
Never bet on the enemy's credit, because many times you can't afford to fail.
"For today's plan, the only way is to enter the Forbidden Land of Returning Ruins!"
A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Lu Xuanji's eyes, his figure flashed, and he moved towards a certain area 100,000 miles away.
In the Purple Mansion Realm, there are some special areas, which are said to be ancient battlefields, with great danger and death.
At this moment, on the map of Baitu, a dangerous area is displayed.
This area is shown in blood red, representing taboo and death.
But without any hesitation, Lu Xuanji rushed forward.
Breaking into the restricted area, the worst result is death on the spot;
But if it falls into the hands of the Dragon Clan God Transformation, but it is cramps and skins, the soul lights oil lamps, and various tortures continue one after another, then life is better than death.
...
The void was flashing, and the Jade Dragon King used this drop of blood to calculate Lu Xuanji's information, and the distance was getting closer.
But there was also a flash of fear in my heart, "Could he enter the forbidden land of return to the market!"
Swipe!
The footsteps are flashing, the speed is accelerating, and soon I see a human cultivator.
Extremely fast, running for life.
The Jade Dragon King's footsteps flickered, and he was about to go forward to capture it, but in the next moment he saw the human race cultivator, turned into a light and darkness, and hit the outer formation of the Forbidden Land of Returning Ruins.
Boom!
The formation is running, and the terrifying strangulation force tears all this and annihilates everything.
It seems to have crashed into the vortex of the sea, and it seems to be strangled in an instant.
Buzz!
The formation on the periphery of the Forbidden Land of Return to Ruins started to run, and ripples and ripples rippled. It seemed to sense Lu Xuanji's approach, and it automatically ran and strangled.
This wave of ripples spread out, vaguely like a landslide and tsunami, like a thousand horses galloping, like a surging tide, even the Jade Dragon King felt a little scared.
"Tianlong Dharma, Tianlong is powerful, break it for me!"
Seeing this scene, the Jade Dragon King urged the dharma image, and suddenly his body was constantly changing, turning into a 100-meter-high celestial dragon dharma image, as if made of white jade, and the huge dragon claws were torn out, breaking through the formation block in the forbidden area of the ruins, ruthlessly. Lu Xuanji was captured and captured, and he wanted to capture Lu Xuanji before he entered the forbidden area.
But as the Jade Dragon King urged the formation, it collided with the surrounding formations, and the formations in the restricted area of Returning Ruins were immediately activated.
Boom!
Boom!
The formation in the forbidden area of Guixu changed again, and the five-color glow burst out, turned into the force of destruction, and collided with the law of the Jade Dragon King, but the dragon claws began to collapse in an instant.
Swipe!
Then, the five-color ray of light swept over, wrapping the Jade Dragon King fiercely, and the destruction formation swept down.
To kill him.
"Returning to the Forbidden Land of the Ruins, the silence of the ruins is really amazing! The real dragon has nine changes!" At this moment, the Jade Dragon King felt a strong danger. Destroy the light.
With the change of body shape, after a few flashes, he avoided the destructive power of the formation.
In the next moment, he had already appeared ten miles away.
"pity!"
The Jade Dragon King sighed slightly, "It's not difficult to escape the divine light of Guixu's silence. But if you forcibly break into the Guixu restricted area, you will surely die."
Taking out that drop of blood, it is necessary to calculate the information of the monk, but it is blank.
When the deduction reached the extreme moment, the blood burst open.
puff!
The Jade Dragon King vomited blood and suffered a bit of backlash, consuming a hundred years of life.
"pity!"
The Jade Dragon King was a little reluctant to give up, just thinking of the mystery of the Guixu restricted area, he just gave up.
Guixu Restricted Area, an unparalleled forbidden area above the East China Sea, there is great danger in it, there was once a spiritual monk who was not convinced, broke in and never came out;
There was another virtuous person who broke into it, but it didn't appear.
With a sigh, the Jade Dragon King disappeared.
...
At this time, Lu Xuanji had already been hit by the divine light of Guixu, and he was about to be destroyed and turned into nothingness.
Chunyang Broken Sword appeared, resisted in front, and Chunyang divine light enveloped him.
Jingle Jingle!
As if the boat was shaking, it was swept by a huge wave.
Boom boom boom!
The formation in the forbidden area of the ruins was running, and it turned into a ray of destruction to kill.
Chunyang Broken Sword is shaking, and the light above it is getting dimmer, just at the moment when the light completely dissipates.
Pfft!
A change in front of the eyes, the world revolves.
Lu Xuanji appeared in a huge hall.
In the hall, it is incomparably vast and huge. There are pillars with Chinese watches on them, standing tall and magnificent.
The most suitable palace is desolate, full of ancient traces, abandoned steps, broken weapons, and weathered bones on the ground.
There are many bones here, just a slight touch, the bones are broken and turned into bone meal.
A little touch of the weapon will break it apart.
There have been countless monks who broke into this restricted area, and then got trapped inside, unable to escape, and died.
Looking at these bones, Lu Xuanji seemed to see his future self, and he might also be divided into one of the bones in the future.
"Jindan cultivator, with hard bones, will not rot even if buried in the ground for thousands of years, but more than a thousand years, 10,000 years, and more than 100,000 years have passed here!"
Lu Xuanji frowned slightly, feeling the abnormality here.
Time moves fast here.
Pushing on the phone, the fate deduction continues, and the time for this road will soon be deduced, which is different from the time outside.
The speed here is extremely fast.
A day has passed outside, and here is the past year.
The lifespan of Jindan cultivator is a thousand years, but after entering here, the cultivator outside seems to have only passed for more than three years, but inside it is dead of old age.
Those cultivators may have come here decades ago, but under the acceleration of the terrifying time, they died in just a few short years.
Such a fast time is almost fatal to the monks.
brush!
The next moment, Lu Xuanji urged the magic weapon, and Long Xuan suddenly appeared.
"Master, where is this?"
Long Xuan asked.
"Three hundred and sixty years of cultivation here, only one year has passed outside, this is a supreme cultivation holy place!" Long Xuan said happily.
"This place is not suitable for cultivation. Cultivation requires spiritual energy and all kinds of treasures from heaven and earth, but the spiritual energy here is depleted, almost zero, so it is not suitable for cultivation at all!" Lu Xuanji said: "Besides, cultivators also need to breathe out spiritual energy to make up for their own losses. , but the spiritual energy here is lacking, and the monks may starve to death!"
Speaking of starvation, Lu Xuanji smiled bitterly.
Mortals may starve to death, but monks will not.
Because cultivators can breathe out the spiritual energy, eat the energy and the gods will not die.
But now, there is not even the most basic aura.
"No, I have spiritual veins and elixir here, but they can last for a while. It's just that the spiritual tree here can't absorb the light of the sun and the moon, and it can't give birth to aura. We need to save a little!" Lu Xuanji frowned slightly.
Among the cave dzi beads, the eighth-grade tree of years can continuously create aura, but the premise is that it absorbs the light of the sun, the moon, and the stars, and converts the energy in the void into aura.
But in this ghost place, without the light of the sun and the moon, the eighth-grade fruit trees will also starve to death.
Lu Xuanji wanted to spread the word, but couldn't find a way back.
Those rays of destruction, the void formation is hidden.
Outside the palace, there is chaos and a powerful and terrifying aura.
Returning to the forbidden area of the ruins, it is easy to enter, but difficult to go out.
Every year, many cultivators break into the forbidden area of returning to the ruins, but none of them go out.
"I became Nascent Soul, and my lifespan is two thousand years, but if I count the time outside, my lifespan will be exhausted in at most six years!" Lu Xuanji laughed.
"Lord, there is no way in the sky, we may not die here!"
However, Long Xuan said with great interest, "Search carefully here I can't say that I can find some treasures."
"Right!"
Lu Xuanji nodded.
The two wandered in the hall, which was extremely large, about ten square kilometers.
Stomping on all kinds of bones, clicking and making noises, looking for all kinds of valuable things. There are all kinds of corpses of snakes here, there are magic monks, dragon monks, Taoist monks, and other monks of different races, all kinds, which can be seen from the rotten clothes.
These clothes are all Lingbao grade, the material is sturdy and the grade is extremely high.
But here, with the passage of time, everything has decayed.
Deep in the palace, there are three gates, the gates are closed.
It seems mysterious and unknowable.
"Master, here is a Dragon Clan exercise called [Eight Books of Heavenly Dragons]!" At this moment, Long Xuan tumbled on the ground and found a golden book.
Open the booklet, which records a dragon practice method.
The void is flashing, the space is shifting, but after a while, I don't know how far it is teleported.
When Lu Xuanji opened his eyes, he saw a blue ocean on a small island.
Open the [Hundred Maps Map] to locate, but found that teleportation to an unfamiliar sea area.
It is about three million kilometers away from the East China Sea.
"Teleport 3 million kilometers, so fast!"
Lu Xuanji was amazed.
At this moment, the pure Yang token light flashed pure white light, and after a while, an illusory figure flew out from the token, which was the pure Yang Daojun.
It's just that at this moment, this figure no longer has the aura of stalwart, but it is very sluggish, and it seems that it will dissipate at any time.
Daojun Chunyang said, "I'm sorry!"
"Daojun, what does this mean?"
Lu Xuanji asked, feeling a bad feeling in his heart.
Chunyang Daojun said: "In those days, when I ascended to the Immortal Realm, I left the Chunyang Token. The Chunyang Token contains my three ultimate ultimate moves, which can protect you. Not only that, it can be adjusted with the help of the Chunyang Token. My contacts in the Zifu world, whether it is Jiandao or other monks, will give face!"
"Of course, these are not important. The most important thing is that the pure Yang decree is my aim in the lower realm. With the help of the token, a trace of divine soul can be descended, and a trace of mana can be sent down, although in the process it is necessary to Paying a huge price, the loss is also quite large, but it can save your life at a critical moment!"
"It's a pity that the deity had an accident in the fairyland and went to fall. This token is just a token, and can no longer borrow mana from the deity of the fairyland. Not only that, how many connections this token can mobilize depends on your luck. Now. Those reliable monks in the past may become unreliable!"
"You have to be careful!"
With that said, Chunyang Daojun's body was illusory and completely dissipated.
Lu Xuanji held the token, urging Chunyang Ling, only to feel the power inside, all dissipated, and it seemed to turn into an ordinary token.
Time is the biggest enemy.
Under the ravages of time, immortals may also fall.
As for the token left by the immortal, the energy contained in it also dissipated most of it.
In the Pure Yang Order, there are three great magical powers to seal, namely, a thought of heaven and earth, a finger to break the sky, and a void to move.
These three magical powers are all left by the pure Yang Daojun before his ascension. If they are at their peak, they can activate [One Thought of the Universe] and [Referring to Break the Universe], and they can kill ordinary powerhouses. But after a long period of time, the energy loss in the Pure Yang Order is huge, not to mention killing the powerhouses, it is impossible to kill a **** of transformation.
Of course, the energy consumption in the pure yang order is actually a small problem.
The biggest danger is that Daojun Chunyang has fallen.
This means that the backer in Immortal Realm has collapsed.
As for Daojun Chunyang, his contacts and friends in the lower world will disappear.
If Daojun Chunyang is alive, many monks in the lower realms are willing to buy the Daojun's face; when Daojun Chunyang falls, many former friends will change color.
The only hope now is that the spread of news from the fairy world is lagging behind, and the moment when it reaches the lower world may be hundreds of years later, or even thousands of years later.
By then, he too had grown up.
"not good!"
At this moment, Lu Xuanji frowned slightly. The Chaos Map was warning, the Destiny Ball was warning, and the Dun Yi map was warning. It seemed that a great danger was coming, and it seemed that death would come in an instant.
Open the [Baitu Map], and immediately see a green light spot flashing at an extremely fast speed, constantly pulling closer.
Lu Xuanji was horrified and kept zooming in on the map, and the image was getting bigger.
I saw a cultivator hurrying on the road above the sea. The speed was extremely fast. It was almost three hundred miles away in an instant, but only a few ups and downs were thousands of miles away, constantly approaching his position.
This cultivator looked young, with jade-like skin, and his body exuded heroic aura. There were two white jade dragon horns on the top of his head, and his body exuded a terrifying aura.
Between the footsteps flashing, ripples appeared in the void.
The breath is somewhat familiar, it is the cultivator who shot and captured him, but was urged by Chunyang Daojun [Zhi Po Qiankun], and severely injured his palm.
"The trouble is big, there is a god-turning powerhouse in the dragon family, come to kill me, not to talk about martial arts!"
Lu Xuanji broke through and cursed.
Chilled and cold, the dragons don't talk about martial arts.
The powerhouses of the East China Sea line should not fight the small to the big, and the big to the old. It’s like a gourd baby saving grandpa, wave after wave, constantly sending heads, and constantly making him counter-kill .
In the end, did those top gangsters make a move?
But why did they not talk about martial arts like this, and directly dispatched a cultivator to hunt him down.
He is only a monk on the first floor of Yuan Ying.
It would be too much of a face for him to dispatch a spiritual cultivator to hunt down a Nascent Soul.
It's like using a dragon knife to kill a chicken.
As for the cross-level war, it is impossible.
Whoa!
At this very moment, the mana transmitted on the Pure Yang Token dissipated, and Lu Xuanji's cultivation continued to decline, falling to the first floor of Yuan Ying again.
In the body, there is a sense of tiredness, and I want to lie down and rest.
But he can't rest.
If he lay down now, within ten minutes at most, the god-turning powerhouse would come after him.
"Why don't I take out the marriage certificate of the Dragon Clan... After all, I am the son-in-law of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea..." Lu Xuanji smiled bitterly and immediately cut off such thoughts.
What a joke.
Never bet on the enemy's credit, because many times you can't afford to fail.
"For today's plan, the only way is to enter the Forbidden Land of Returning Ruins!"
A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Lu Xuanji's eyes, his figure flashed, and he moved towards a certain area 100,000 miles away.
In the Purple Mansion Realm, there are some special areas, which are said to be ancient battlefields, with great danger and death.
At this moment, on the map of Baitu, a dangerous area is displayed.
This area is shown in blood red, representing taboo and death.
But without any hesitation, Lu Xuanji rushed forward.
Breaking into the restricted area, the worst result is death on the spot;
But if it falls into the hands of the Dragon Clan God Transformation, but it is cramps and skins, the soul lights oil lamps, and various tortures continue one after another, then life is better than death.
...
The void was flashing, and the Jade Dragon King used this drop of blood to calculate Lu Xuanji's information, and the distance was getting closer.
But there was also a flash of fear in my heart, "Could he enter the forbidden land of return to the market!"
Swipe!
The footsteps are flashing, the speed is accelerating, and soon I see a human cultivator.
Extremely fast, running for life.
The Jade Dragon King's footsteps flickered, and he was about to go forward to capture it, but in the next moment he saw the human race cultivator, turned into a light and darkness, and hit the outer formation of the Forbidden Land of Returning Ruins.
Boom!
The formation is running, and the terrifying strangulation force tears all this and annihilates everything.
It seems to have crashed into the vortex of the sea, and it seems to be strangled in an instant.
Buzz!
The formation on the periphery of the Forbidden Land of Return to Ruins started to run, and ripples and ripples rippled. It seemed to sense Lu Xuanji's approach, and it automatically ran and strangled.
This wave of ripples spread out, vaguely like a landslide and tsunami, like a thousand horses galloping, like a surging tide, even the Jade Dragon King felt a little scared.
"Tianlong Dharma, Tianlong is powerful, break it for me!"
Seeing this scene, the Jade Dragon King urged the dharma image, and suddenly his body was constantly changing, turning into a 100-meter-high celestial dragon dharma image, as if made of white jade, and the huge dragon claws were torn out, breaking through the formation block in the forbidden area of the ruins, ruthlessly. Lu Xuanji was captured and captured, and he wanted to capture Lu Xuanji before he entered the forbidden area.
But as the Jade Dragon King urged the formation, it collided with the surrounding formations, and the formations in the restricted area of Returning Ruins were immediately activated.
Boom!
Boom!
The formation in the forbidden area of Guixu changed again, and the five-color glow burst out, turned into the force of destruction, and collided with the law of the Jade Dragon King, but the dragon claws began to collapse in an instant.
Swipe!
Then, the five-color ray of light swept over, wrapping the Jade Dragon King fiercely, and the destruction formation swept down.
To kill him.
"Returning to the Forbidden Land of the Ruins, the silence of the ruins is really amazing! The real dragon has nine changes!" At this moment, the Jade Dragon King felt a strong danger. Destroy the light.
With the change of body shape, after a few flashes, he avoided the destructive power of the formation.
In the next moment, he had already appeared ten miles away.
"pity!"
The Jade Dragon King sighed slightly, "It's not difficult to escape the divine light of Guixu's silence. But if you forcibly break into the Guixu restricted area, you will surely die."
Taking out that drop of blood, it is necessary to calculate the information of the monk, but it is blank.
When the deduction reached the extreme moment, the blood burst open.
puff!
The Jade Dragon King vomited blood and suffered a bit of backlash, consuming a hundred years of life.
"pity!"
The Jade Dragon King was a little reluctant to give up, just thinking of the mystery of the Guixu restricted area, he just gave up.
Guixu Restricted Area, an unparalleled forbidden area above the East China Sea, there is great danger in it, there was once a spiritual monk who was not convinced, broke in and never came out;
There was another virtuous person who broke into it, but it didn't appear.
With a sigh, the Jade Dragon King disappeared.
...
At this time, Lu Xuanji had already been hit by the divine light of Guixu, and he was about to be destroyed and turned into nothingness.
Chunyang Broken Sword appeared, resisted in front, and Chunyang divine light enveloped him.
Jingle Jingle!
As if the boat was shaking, it was swept by a huge wave.
Boom boom boom!
The formation in the forbidden area of the ruins was running, and it turned into a ray of destruction to kill.
Chunyang Broken Sword is shaking, and the light above it is getting dimmer, just at the moment when the light completely dissipates.
Pfft!
A change in front of the eyes, the world revolves.
Lu Xuanji appeared in a huge hall.
In the hall, it is incomparably vast and huge. There are pillars with Chinese watches on them, standing tall and magnificent.
The most suitable palace is desolate, full of ancient traces, abandoned steps, broken weapons, and weathered bones on the ground.
There are many bones here, just a slight touch, the bones are broken and turned into bone meal.
A little touch of the weapon will break it apart.
There have been countless monks who broke into this restricted area, and then got trapped inside, unable to escape, and died.
Looking at these bones, Lu Xuanji seemed to see his future self, and he might also be divided into one of the bones in the future.
"Jindan cultivator, with hard bones, will not rot even if buried in the ground for thousands of years, but more than a thousand years, 10,000 years, and more than 100,000 years have passed here!"
Lu Xuanji frowned slightly, feeling the abnormality here.
Time moves fast here.
Pushing on the phone, the fate deduction continues, and the time for this road will soon be deduced, which is different from the time outside.
The speed here is extremely fast.
A day has passed outside, and here is the past year.
The lifespan of Jindan cultivator is a thousand years, but after entering here, the cultivator outside seems to have only passed for more than three years, but inside it is dead of old age.
Those cultivators may have come here decades ago, but under the acceleration of the terrifying time, they died in just a few short years.
Such a fast time is almost fatal to the monks.
brush!
The next moment, Lu Xuanji urged the magic weapon, and Long Xuan suddenly appeared.
"Master, where is this?"
Long Xuan asked.
"Three hundred and sixty years of cultivation here, only one year has passed outside, this is a supreme cultivation holy place!" Long Xuan said happily.
"This place is not suitable for cultivation. Cultivation requires spiritual energy and all kinds of treasures from heaven and earth, but the spiritual energy here is depleted, almost zero, so it is not suitable for cultivation at all!" Lu Xuanji said: "Besides, cultivators also need to breathe out spiritual energy to make up for their own losses. , but the spiritual energy here is lacking, and the monks may starve to death!"
Speaking of starvation, Lu Xuanji smiled bitterly.
Mortals may starve to death, but monks will not.
Because cultivators can breathe out the spiritual energy, eat the energy and the gods will not die.
But now, there is not even the most basic aura.
"No, I have spiritual veins and elixir here, but they can last for a while. It's just that the spiritual tree here can't absorb the light of the sun and the moon, and it can't give birth to aura. We need to save a little!" Lu Xuanji frowned slightly.
Among the cave dzi beads, the eighth-grade tree of years can continuously create aura, but the premise is that it absorbs the light of the sun, the moon, and the stars, and converts the energy in the void into aura.
But in this ghost place, without the light of the sun and the moon, the eighth-grade fruit trees will also starve to death.
Lu Xuanji wanted to spread the word, but couldn't find a way back.
Those rays of destruction, the void formation is hidden.
Outside the palace, there is chaos and a powerful and terrifying aura.
Returning to the forbidden area of the ruins, it is easy to enter, but difficult to go out.
Every year, many cultivators break into the forbidden area of returning to the ruins, but none of them go out.
"I became Nascent Soul, and my lifespan is two thousand years, but if I count the time outside, my lifespan will be exhausted in at most six years!" Lu Xuanji laughed.
"Lord, there is no way in the sky, we may not die here!"
However, Long Xuan said with great interest, "Search carefully here I can't say that I can find some treasures."
"Right!"
Lu Xuanji nodded.
The two wandered in the hall, which was extremely large, about ten square kilometers.
Stomping on all kinds of bones, clicking and making noises, looking for all kinds of valuable things. There are all kinds of corpses of snakes here, there are magic monks, dragon monks, Taoist monks, and other monks of different races, all kinds, which can be seen from the rotten clothes.
These clothes are all Lingbao grade, the material is sturdy and the grade is extremely high.
But here, with the passage of time, everything has decayed.
Deep in the palace, there are three gates, the gates are closed.
It seems mysterious and unknowable.
"Master, here is a Dragon Clan exercise called [Eight Books of Heavenly Dragons]!" At this moment, Long Xuan tumbled on the ground and found a golden book.
Open the booklet, which records a dragon practice method.
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