Chapter 2695-Entering the Ruins

In a beautiful valley.

The gentle breeze shook the treetops, setting off layers of green waves, and the fragrance of flowers and plants floated in the air.

In the cave on the cliff side of the valley, there were waves of powerful Yuan force.

"It seems that my cousin is going to make a breakthrough this time."

In mid-air, there are two figures standing in the air, one man and one woman. The man is tall and handsome, and the woman is exquisite, with a **** braid, hanging between the soft waist, beautiful face in the sun. Down, glowing red glowing red.

Both of them stared at the cave, faintly looking forward to it.

In the cave, a light white figure slowly walked out of the darkness. His tall figure, even wearing a loose gown, could not hide her graceful figure. Three thousand green silks fell from the fragrant shoulders like a waterfall, white as jade. Her cheeks have exquisite features, and the faint sunlight spreads across her cheeks, casting a dreamlike arc of light.

The breeze blows, blowing the tips of the hair.

"Cousin, you broke through... Congratulations." Ji Cai Cai flew over and said with a smile.

"Qing Huan, congratulations." Demon King Bo flew away immediately, smiling slightly.

It was Qing Huan who came out of the retreat in the cave. After swallowing the Lingxuan fruit, he finally stepped into the strength of the Seven Yuan Realm King Realm, and the whole person felt a whole new look.

Qing Huan nodded lightly to the two of them, and the corners of her lips lifted up a shallow smile, but her eyes swept around, her face showing suspiciousness.

"Cousin, don't look at it, Young Master Zhuo has already left." Ji Caicai knew what she was thinking and said.

Qing Huan was stunned, and her eyebrows clustered and said: "Shao Shao went to the remains of the Nanxiao Ancient Demon?"

"Well, he left a word on the rock wall, you can take a look." Said Bo Yaowang, pointing to a cliff, carved with sword marks on the cliff, with a sharp aura, it was when Zhuo Bufan left. Letters left by them.

After Qing Huan finished reading it, he sighed softly, "Sure enough, Shao Zhuo went to the Nanxiao Ancient Demon Relic. The people of the Jinpeng and Ancient Ape clan are all there. Will he be in danger?"

"Cousin, the clan is just around the corner, and it will start in four days." Bai Yaowang said: "Since Zhuo Shao left a letter telling us that he will be back in time, we should trust him, and with our strength, even if we go I am afraid there is no way to help, but it will become a burden for him."

Hearing what the Demon King Bai said, Qing Huan nodded slightly, and immediately, his clear eyes revealed a firm expression: "Then let's go back to the clan first and prepare for the clan comparison. I hope Zhuo Shao can come back then!"

"Okay, this time Sister Qing Huan has broken through the Seven Yuan Realm King Realm. Our Eight Meridians will be strengthened by one more point. We must let those who laugh at us in Yi Meridian carry a somersault." Ji Caicai squeezed her small fist. , Waved to the air and hummed softly.

Immediately, the three of them skimmed directly into the distance, preparing to return to the Azure Dragon clan first.

Qing Huan turned his head, took a deep look in the direction of Southern Demon Star, and said inwardly: "Master Zhuo, I hope you can come back safely..."

...

Southern Magic Star, at the bottom of the lake.

"Anyway, we have to try it." Yan Jing stared at the formation pattern on the rock.

"You hold my Asura blood thorn, I am afraid that this teleportation array will randomly teleport us to the Nanxiao Ancient Demon Ruins. With the Asura blood thorn, I can sense your position." Zhuo Bufan took out two Asura blood thorns. , Respectively, to the two women.

Yan Jing and Yan Yu were not polite, and collected Shura's blood thorn, and then the three of them walked over the stone formation pattern.

The formation suddenly squirmed with a milky white light, covering the three of them. Immediately, the three figures disappeared directly above the rock.

A burst of spatial change.

When Zhuo Bufan saw the scene before him again, he really found that Yan Jing and Yan Yu had separated from him.

The two guys who wanted to steal the treasures of the Heavenly Demon Palace should have had a dispute over this, and eventually made a big move, resulting in a loss of both sides.

How strict is the Heavenly Demon Temple where Nanfang Ancient Demon lives. Even if you are familiar with its structure, it is very difficult to build a teleportation array. In order not to be discovered, the stability of the formation can only be sacrificed. Those who are teleported in will be random. Appeared in various places in the ruins.

Zhuo Bufan closed his eyes and tried to sense the mental power of Shura's blood stabbing.

The Shura blood thorn is his magic weapon. It is conceived with spiritual power and essence and blood. Even with the magic pressure to control the spiritual power, he can faintly feel the existence of two Shura blood thorns.

"Over there..." Opening his eyes, Zhuo Bufan stared at the southeast direction.

Yan Jing and Yan Yu should have been sent there.

Zhuo Bufan left the place in a few flashes and hurried towards the southeast.

In this misty scarlet world, the demon energy's suppression force is ten times stronger than that of the Earth Demon Temple. Yuan Li is firmly pressed in the dantian, even if Zhuo Bufan has the Dragon Sha Elementary Body, it can greatly offset this oppression. Feeling, but it is still extremely difficult to use Yuan Li.

He is so, let alone other people, I am afraid that the pressure encountered is even greater.

The sky and the earth are scarlet, the sky is dark, and there are scarlet soil everywhere, filled with rich devilish energy, and some collapsed buildings, lying on the ground, some well-preserved palaces and towers are also shrouded in scarlet devilish energy. Exudes the breath of the vast years.

After about a few minutes, Zhuo Bufan saw a well-preserved palace, and the fluctuation of Shura's blood spurs became more intense. Yan Jing and severe rain were inside.

Zhuo Bufan pulled out the Ice Emperor Rain Sword and held it in his hand, and walked quietly into the palace. The palace was wide and the corridors were tortuous.

Awning! Awning! Awning!

Suddenly, fierce sounds came from within.

Zhuo Bufan wrinkled his sword eyebrows, and immediately speeded up and swept away, only to see that a wide stone room door had been opened, and there were silhouettes of people inside. The three were being besieged by several people, and they were retreating. Among them, the three who were besieged were Yan Jing. He Yan Yu, and the other is a burly man.

"Jinpeng Langjun, this is the treasure of my Dryman tribe. It has nothing to do with your Jinpeng tribe. Do you want to start a war between the two races." The burly man leaned against a cracked wall, glaring glaringly, and stared at a young man in brocade clothes. , Angrily said.

"I have seen the treasure. You said it belongs to your Droughts? Why don't I believe it?" Jinpeng Langjun sneered: "Besides, this world is a world that eats the weak and the strong. I killed all three of you, who knows it is. I took your treasure?"

"You... mean!" The burly man almost broke his teeth.

"To blame, you can only blame you for being too weak." Jinpeng Langjun narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze was cold, while his figure flicked, his palm was condensed with a ring of dazzling golden light, and he slammed against the chest of the burly man, behind the latter. The walls shattered again.

The burly man has a sunken chest, shattered sternum, wide-eyed eyes, and a deep unwillingness emerges.

"Big Brother..."

"brother...."

The two women, Yan Jing and Yan Yu, had pale cheeks, crying with pear blossoms and rain.

"I will abolish you of these two women of the Dryman tribe first, and then reward them to my men for fun." Jinpeng Langjun's eyes were cold, surging a little bit of lustful light.

puff!

The burly man opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood with guts.

Yan Jing and Yan Yu look good, they are noble in the Hanyan clan. Hearing Jinpeng Langjun's words, the cultivators of the Jinpeng clan next to them all showed a greedy and obscene color in their eyes.