The power of thunder and lightning was not enough to shake the evil under the cliff, and the spirit beast was about to jump off the cliff under the thunder and lightning.
The eerie feeling grew stronger, and Xuanyuan Qi summoned a sound-transmitting butterfly. "Go, tell Ling Xiang that if I can't come back... I'm sorry."
The sound-transmitting butterfly flew away under Xuanyuan Qi's protection, and Xuanyuan Qi jumped off the cliff without hesitation.
When Ling Xiang was halfway there, she heard a voice in her ears. She looked closely and saw a butterfly trying to talk to her.
"This is a sound-transmitting butterfly, a creature of the demon clan." Yuan Zhengqing immediately became alert and protected Ling Xiang behind him.
"It's okay." Ling Xiang stretched out her hand. The sound-transmitting butterfly fluttered its wings and landed on Ling Xiang's hand. It said with all its might, "Go and tell Ling Xiang that if I can't come back... I'm sorry."
"Go and tell Ling Xiang that if I can't come back... I'm sorry."
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At this moment in the Fuxian Secret Realm, the target range of people who would say sorry to me is very small...
Ling Xiang hurriedly asked: "Who asked you to come to me?"
"Go, tell Ling Xiang that if I can't come back... I'm sorry." The sound-transmitting butterfly continued to repeat itself over and over again.
"You have to say you received it, and then let the sound transmission butterfly reply to him." Yuan Zhengqing reminded.
"Got it. Tell him that either he comes to see me alive, or I go to the underworld to find him!"
After Ling Xiang finished speaking, the sound-transmitting butterfly flapped its wings and flew away.
"Follow me!" Ling Xiang tried his best to catch up with Transmission Butterfly.
However, the sound-transmitting butterfly was too fast and soon left them behind.
Yuan Zhengqing caught up with Ling Xiang: "The sound transmission butterfly is extremely fast, even a spiritual master can't catch up."
Ling Xiang saw that the direction the sound-transmitting butterfly left was the same as the direction the spirit beast ran, both were west, so he immediately moved quickly towards the west.
As they got closer to their destination, the cultivators who came in gradually lost their minds and ran wildly with the spirit beasts as if they were bewitched.
Ling Xiang and Yuan Zhengqing noticed something was wrong and immediately paid close attention.
As more and more cultivators lost their minds, the tension in the two men's hearts broke to the extreme.
"If I lose my mind, knock me out." Yuan Zhengqing said seriously.
Ling Xiang agreed: "Okay."
Fortunately, the two showed no signs of losing their minds and successfully reached the edge of the cliff in the dense forest in the west.
The other people and spirit beasts were not as lucky as them. They jumped down one after another, completely disregarding life and death.
If it is true as Murong Rong said, once the sacrifice is completed, the ancient ferocious beast will appear in the world and the consequences will be unimaginable.
The two stood on the edge of the cliff, and spirit beasts and cultivators kept rushing forward from them, crashing into their barrier.
Ling Xiang tried to stop the cultivator from jumping off the cliff, but eventually found that the only way to prevent him from sacrificing himself was to knock him unconscious.
However, there are only two of them, and they have to maintain the barrier. How many people can they knock out when they are unable to split their attention?
Now, they have no other choice but to block the sacrificial formation at the source.
Ling Xiang suddenly understood what Xuanyuan Qi meant.
He must have known there was no other way, so he chose to jump.
If Xuanyuan Qi was still conscious before jumping off the cliff and was able to leave her a message, it would mean that his mind was not affected by the sacrificial formation.
"We must go down!" the two said almost in unison.
Ling Xiang tugged at the invisible rope tied around her wrist. "I'll go down first. If I need you to come down, I'll pull the rope twice in a row. If I pull the rope three times in a row, then Neimi, leave immediately and spread the news of what's happening here. Let Master and the other Spiritual Masters handle this matter."
"No!" Yuan Zhengqing said immediately, "I'll be the one to go down! You wait here for me!"
"My cultivation is higher than yours." Ling Xiang insisted.
"It is precisely because you have a higher level of cultivation that you are more likely to escape safely against the beast tide." Yuan Zhengqing turned and walked down the cliff.
Ling Xiang grabbed him and said, "Let me down! There's someone I want to see down there!"
Hearing this, Yuan Zhengqing stopped arguing with Ling Xiang:
"If there's any danger, pull the rope immediately and I'll pull you up!"
"Okay!" Ling Xiang held up the barrier alone and jumped off the cliff.
There were no broken limbs as imagined at the bottom of the cliff, and all the spirit beasts and cultivators who jumped down seemed to have disappeared.
Only the increasingly cold and gloomy air in the air indicates the danger here.
The ring given by Concubine Shu on his finger suddenly shook, and a warning came from his mind.
Ling Xiang pressed the ring and continued to go deeper.
The deeper you go, the stronger the warning in your mind becomes.
"roar!"
Hearing a familiar dragon roar, Ling Xiang immediately accelerated to the source of the sound and saw a giant golden dragon attacking a suspended circular platform.
It’s Xuanyuan Qi!
The golden dragon was bounced away by the platform. Ling Xiang subconsciously flew over, only to find that he could not catch the golden dragon with his body size.
Xuanyuan Qi, on the other hand, was the first to notice Ling Xiang and turned over to hold her in his arms. Well, to say "in his arms" isn't quite accurate; to be more precise, he held her in his dragon claws.
Ling Xiang was in a complicated mood. She never expected that she would end up choosing a dragon...
Xuanyuan Qi steadied himself and placed Ling Xiang on the dragon head. "How did you get in?"
He had clearly set up a barrier covering the entrance and exit, so it was impossible for Ling Xiang to break through his barrier and get in.
"Xuanyuan Qi, you don't think that dying alone is a great thing, do you?" Ling Xiang didn't give Xuanyuan Qi any extra glances. He looked at the circular platform, turned on the space instrument, and analyzed it quickly.
"The energy here is growing stronger. If we can't stop it, this will be our burial place. You really shouldn't have come..."
Ling Xiang didn't dwell on this topic with Xuanyuan Qi. "Did you receive the reply from the Sound Transmission Butterfly?"
Xuanyuan Qi shook his head: "There is no news about the sound-transmitting butterfly. I'm afraid it couldn't hold on and died on the road."
Ling Xiang agreed with this point, and her doubts grew even stronger: "So, why are we not affected?"
"The dragon race is born to be the king of the world, and there is not much energy that can interfere with us." Xuanyuan Qi explained.
"As for you, perhaps because you are already stained with the aura of the dragon clan, the energy here cannot affect you."
"But Yuan Zhengqing wasn't affected either."
Xuanyuan Qi was silent.
At this time, a black mist appeared and Xuanyuan Qi immediately became alert.
Not long after, black fog appeared not far away. It gradually dissipated, revealing the Rakshasa mask inside.
It was Nangong Yu, the Lord of the Rakshasa Palace.
"Do you still recognize us?" Ling Xiang immediately confirmed whether Nangong Yu was awake.
Nangong Yu was separated from Ling Xiang and the others under the impact of the beast tide. After the barrier was broken by the beast tide, he thought he would die. As a result, the energy of the black shadow took the initiative to protect its master. He miraculously survived the beast tide and was brought here by the beast tide and the black fog.
"Hit it, smash it to pieces, and the energy inside will belong to us!" the black shadow tempted.
Nangong Yu remained unmoved: "This king does not need it."
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