Hearing this, Ye Feiran sighed softly in his heart, this day has finally arrived. She slowly walked up to the skeleton and the silver mask, and bowed respectfully, "Senior, I'm sorry, I'll take you out of the Lingxu Secret Realm." The next moment, a voice full of vicissitudes of life suddenly reached Ye Feiran's ears, "The master is from Penglai Island, please take him back to Penglai Island for burial!" Ye Feiran and the mutated Nine-leaf Hongzhi both looked at the silver mask in shock. This silver mask actually cultivated a weapon spirit! "You...are you the weapon spirit of Silver Mask?" "I will!" The first sentence comes from the mouth of the mutant nine-leaf red branch, and the latter sentence comes from the mouth of Ye Feiran. "right!" "Thanks!" Silver Mask also answered them one by one. Ye Feiran and the mutant nine-leaf red branch looked at each other with surprise on their faces. The next moment, the silver mask automatically fell off the skull's face and floated aside. It looked at the skull with a look of nostalgia all over its body. When Ye Feiran was about to put away the skeleton, the little boy suddenly said, "I prepared a coffin for you." Hearing this, a look of surprise appeared in Ye Feiran's eyes, "Tata, when did you prepare it?" "After you enter the lake house." The little kid replied. Faced with this situation, if Ye Feiran wanted to get the treasure of the town, he had to bury its former owner properly, so he quietly prepared it for Ye Feiran. At this time, Ye Feiran also understood the reason and thanked her with a hoarse voice, "Thank you Tata!" Sure enough, when Ye Feiran took out the coffin, the silver mask trembled slightly and glanced at Ye Feiran gratefully. Ye Feiran carefully placed the skeleton inside the coffin, and then put the coffin back into the mysterious space. Silver Mask adjusted his emotions and then said, "My master said before his death that whoever can break the barrier and come here through the defensive formation will be my new master. And your performance, I have seen it all, and it meets my requirements, so you can confess your master now with a drop of blood. " The treasure of Zhenjing was so refreshing that Ye Feiran didn't show any pretense, he bit his finger and then dripped the blood on the silver mask. Soon, Ye Feiran and Silver Mask established a connection. "Sen Luo Wan Xian!" "Well, this is my name." The silver mask, Senluo Wanxiang, responded. At the same time, Ye Feiran also learned about the power of Senluo Wanxiang, an artifact. "Sen Luo, can I call you Sen Luo?" In this way, when she sees everything in Senluo, she will also think of Senluo Continent. "As long as the master likes it, it doesn't matter to me." Senluo Wanxiang replied. "Okay!" Ye Feiran stretched out his hand to catch Senluo Wanxiang, and then applied it to his face. The next moment, with a thought, her whole person changed. The mutated Nine-leaf Red Branch on the side looked at Ye Feiran who blinked and changed his appearance, and was extremely shocked. "Ranran, why did you become a man?" Ye Feiran's consciousness moved, and a full-length mirror appeared in front of her. She looked at the man wearing a silver mask in the mirror, and a look of satisfaction flashed in her eyes. "Senluo Wanxiang is like the earrings given to me by Master Xingyao. It can change a person's gender in appearance." "Yes, this way you won't be afraid of other cultivators knowing that the treasure of Zhenjing is in Ranran's hands." The mutated nine-leaf red branch said happily. "Yes!" Ye Feiran put away the full-length mirror and continued, "Sen Luo, let's kill more monsters before the Lingxu Secret Realm completely collapses!" The most important thing is that she also wants to take the opportunity to experience the power of Senluo Wanxiang. Senluo Wanxiang was slightly startled, but it was happy because it had exactly what it meant. "Let's go, let's go in the direction where there are more monsters. As long as we leave the lake, the Lingxu Secret Realm will begin to collapse." If it were not afraid of killing innocent people indiscriminately, it would have allowed Ye Feiran, its master, to take action now. "good!" Before leaving, Ye Feiran did not forget to send a message to Ye Feixuan, asking her to leave the Lingxu Valley quickly. At the same time, he also did not forget to send a message to the Black Rose Spirit and the Divine Beast Spirit Plant Legion to follow her. Ye Feiran directly broke through the defensive formation and then flew into the air. The next moment, there was an explosion in the entire lake. Most of the piranhas were killed in the explosion, and the spiritual veins under the lake were also blown out. Seeing the spiritual veins, most of the cultivators around them suddenly brightened up, and then swarmed forward to grab the spiritual stones. The attention of a small number of cultivators was on Ye Feiran, but Ye Feiran cast his body shapeshifting, and the Lingxu Secret Realm began to collapse, and they were suddenly thrown away. Whether it was Ye Feixuan, the Black Rose Spirit, or the Legion of Divine Beast Spirit Plants, they all chased in the direction Ye Feilan left. After a while, they caught up, and this was also because of Ye Feiran's deliberate waiting. Seeing them, Ye Feiran couldn't help but smile, "Thank you for your hard work!" The next moment, she sent the sacred beast spirit plant army back to the mysterious space, asked the black rose spirit to return to the spirit beast bag, and then left side by side with Ye Feixuan. Soon, the two sisters encountered a large group of monsters. Ye Feixuan was about to draw her sword when Ye Feiran said, "Axuan, let us see the power of the treasure of the town!" After saying that, she took off the silver mask from her face and threw it towards the monster. "Sen Luo Wan Xian!" The next moment, the silver mask dispersed into countless small silver crystals. These small crystals surrounded the group of monsters at extremely fast speeds, like a net woven from small silver crystals. Then, the crystal network began to shrink, strangling one monster after another. Ye Feiran and Ye Feixuan: "!!!" It is indeed a treasure of the town, no wonder it is called Senluo Wanxiang! In this way, Senluo Wanxiang killed batch after batch of monsters, and the number of these monsters was displayed on Ye Feiran's identity card. When the Lingxu Secret Realm completely collapsed, a group of cultivators were teleported out, and some monsters also took the opportunity to escape, but most of them collapsed and dissipated with the Lingxu Secret Realm. Seal the Demonic City. The cultivators stationed there and the cultivators from various major sects looked at the smoke and dust billowing in the Hongyue Mountains, and felt a sense of regret in their hearts. “I really didn’t expect that the Lingxu Secret Realm would collapse like this!” "The fairy world has lost another secret realm for the disciples to experience." "I wonder how they are doing in the Lingxu Secret Realm?" Amid their discussions, batches of cultivators were teleported out. The cultivators on duty in the Demon-Sealing City immediately sent a message, "The disciples of the intermediate and high-level monsters quickly returned to their respective positions." The number of monsters in the low-level monster area has dropped sharply due to the collapse of the Lingxu Mystic Realm, but this is not necessarily true for the distance between the mid-level and high-level monster areas. In the past two years, although the big figures of the major sects also killed monsters, they still left a lot for their disciples to practice. After hearing the message, many disciples returned to the mid-to-high-level monster area. However, the disciples who were around the lake did not leave immediately, but looked for Ye Feiran. Soon, the two sisters Ye Feiran and Ye Feixuan were also teleported out.
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
