The man was wearing a brown robe, the cuffs of his broken arms were a little dazzling in the air, his hair and beard were dry, his eye sockets were sunken, and he looked like he was about to die.

The other person looked much younger, but had an ordinary appearance and no special features. He carried a long sword behind him, and there was always a smile in the corners of his eyes.

Grandma Qu looked at him, but her attention was more focused on the young man.

The Taoist disciple of Taichu Taoist Palace has the hope to fight against Ji Chang, the number one true disciple of Yuxu Sect. It's a pity that he has been deliberately hidden by Taichu Taoist Palace in the past, so no one knows his true identity.

This time, to rescue Taoist Jialing, the Taoist disciple of Taichu Taoist Palace will definitely show up as he has the responsibility.

Then, it should be this young man.

Upon hearing this, the armless monk Gordon did not answer, but instead said with a gloomy look,

"I wonder if you, fellow Taoists, have noticed that many caves have been looted along the way?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the monks in the room had different thoughts.

In the Yimo Valley, in addition to the eight formation caves of "Chonghai Changtian Jugui Nashen", there are thirty-six small caves of various sizes.

Although over the past two thousand years, there have been many cultivators who broke into the cave and opened it, taking away the treasures inside.

But logically, there should be at least a few that slipped through the net, right? As a result, along the way, one by one, the caves were opened, and the treasures inside had long disappeared.

It even includes a cave with the word "ghost" on it!

"Could it be that we entered too late? In history, except for the 'Chong' cave, the rest have already been opened by cultivators at this time?"

"It's possible. After all, we don't have much information about the Yimo Valley. Less than a thousand years later, the entire valley fell into the deep sea and disappeared completely. There is no way to investigate."

A monk spoke up.

Gordon smiled lightly, with the corners of his mouth curved.

Seeing that Ge Deng and the others did not answer, Grandma Qu snorted coldly, "Attack for another three days. If it fails, we will withdraw and continue to go deeper to find the whereabouts of the ancestor."

After all, although the treasures in the cave are wonderful, the biggest purpose of the Three Mountains of Qingshitan’s trip is not this.

Hearing this, Gordon smiled, but a hint of sarcasm flashed across his eyes.

As for the young man from Taichu Taoist Palace, his expression remained unchanged from beginning to end, and he seemed to be completely immersed in his own world.

Suddenly, Gordon seemed to realize something and looked towards the shore where the wind was blowing and the sand was blowing.

The sky was dim and dark clouds covered the sun.

Dust came from all directions, rolling wildly, like countless giant dragons circling over the desert, emitting such sharp edges that even a first-level magic weapon would turn into a pile of scrap metal if it fell into it.

At this moment, two figures, one in front and one behind, several dozen feet apart, slowly came over.

"From the Yuxu Sect?"

"Haha, you are so bold that you dare to come in front of us."

"Ji Chang? Wait, the woman behind him is..."

When the monks from the three mountains of Qingshitan saw the newcomer, their faces suddenly changed slightly.

Someone recognized Shang Xuan and immediately showed an expression of hatred.

"I am Ji Chang, the first disciple of Yuxu Sect. Nice to meet you all."

"The second most successful disciple of Yuxu Sect is Shang Xuan."

Clang! A cold light flashed, and many cultivators subconsciously activated their magic tools, and all kinds of gorgeous and dazzling lights flashed in the air.

"Shang Xuan, you traitor, how dare you come here?"

"Didn't you plot to kill Jing Yuan back then? Jing Yuan and I have known each other for many years, and I must avenge this grudge!"

If there were no spy like Shang Xuan, the number of foundation-building cultivators existing in the three mountains of Qingshitan might be several more.

The Cha family has been building its foundation for a hundred years and can still survive.

Therefore, many old-timers attributed the decline of the Three Mountains of Qingshitan to Shang Xuan, considering her a beauty who brings disaster, and naturally wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible.

It’s a pity that Shang Xuan is now a disciple of Master Wang of the Yuxu Sect, and he is also at the foundation-building stage. If they really fight, it is still unknown who will win and who will lose.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Ji Chang didn't care about the malicious intentions of these cultivators. Instead, he smiled and bowed, saying, "Fellow Daoists, you set up the Nine Killings Confusion Breaking Army Formation to fight against the 'heavy' character seal. The idea is good, but the means are poor."

Upon hearing this, a cultivator sneered, "This formation was created by the Three Mountains of Qingshitan. How can you, a member of Yuxu Sect, see any mystery in it?"

This person seemed to be confronting Ji Chang head-on, but the fear in his eyes was hard to conceal.

Ji Chang looked confident and said, "Of course, I have a plan to break the formation of Chongzi Cave Mansion!"

"What method?" Grandma Qu suddenly asked.

Many people also showed interested expressions.

After all, although Ji Chang is not old enough, his cultivation and status are far superior to everyone present.

If it weren't for the oath, many people probably wouldn't even have the courage to question them face to face, and would have turned around and fled as soon as they saw the two.

Ji Chang chuckled and said, "The formation is good, but the person in charge is far worse."

As he spoke, Ji Chang pointed at a few people including Grandma Qu, Qu Yan, Ge Deng, etc. as if he was discussing heroes over a cup of wine.

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Then he let out a long howl, "Except for the few of you, the rest are all useless. How can you occupy a seat in the Nine Killing Formation? Of course, the competent one will take the place!"

"presumptuous!"

"How dare you humiliate me, boy?!"

"Don't stop me, my sword is not bad either!"

The monks were furious.

All kinds of magical instruments shone brightly, and the pressure brought by the magic spread out. Some monks even rode on the clouds, pinched their fingers and chanted spells, and put two fingers together, as if they were going to attack at the next moment.

But the strange thing is that no one has yet to pierce this last layer of paper.

"Let me do it."

Suddenly, a voice was heard.

The raging sand rushed towards us.

Shang Xuan only uttered one sentence, and the strong wind energy penetrated his whole body, forming wind blades visible to the naked eye wherever it passed. The voices of many cultivators stopped abruptly, and Shang Xuan calmly called for the talisman sword and stood up.

“clang!”

The bright white sword light jumped up, with cold and fearless decisiveness, blooming with dazzling colors above the sea of ​​blood.

Shang Xuan's slightly slender and frail body shook the sword, emitting a fierce sword light, appearing as bright white as snow.

Then, he pointed directly at the four or five foundation-building monks in front of him.

"Those who can hold out for two rounds under my command may join the battle."

"Those who have grievances complain, and those who have vengeance seek revenge."

"I, Shang Xuan, will do my best to handle it!"

…

Partridge Cave.

This place is famous for the large and small quail beasts scattered all over the cliffs.

At this moment, on top of a thousand-foot-high cliff, next to an endless cliff with rolling clouds, several figures were sitting.

The entrance to Yimo Valley is none other than the thousand-foot cliff in front of us.

Only by jumping from here can you enter the calamity realm.

Snap!

Several crisp cracking sounds were heard one after another.

It attracted the attention of everyone present.

(End of this chapter)