The blue sky is cloudless.

The Qingyun Huo was like a bolt of lightning, cutting through the sky and landing in the northwest of the Tianxuan Mountains.

Bing Tianluo stood at the Tianxuan Main Peak, looking at the blue warship, with a gloomy look on his face.

Unexpectedly, the Qingxuan Holy Land came so quickly, we had to hurry up.

Chen Yao stood aside, with worry between her eyebrows.

Tiangong Qiqiaotu has never been whereabouts. In the Tianyue Kingdom, the fifth prince has ascended the throne, but he does not know where Tiangong Qiqiaotu is.

Bing Tianluo hummed: The seven clues of Tiangong are one of the three treasures of the founding country of Tianyue, and the royal family must have clues.

At this time, a figure rushed towards the foot of the mountain and arrived nearby in the blink of an eye.

The master has found clues about the seven clues of the Heavenly Manufacturing.

Chen Yao was happy when she heard this and said: Tell me quickly, where is it?

It is investigated that the eldest prince of Tianyue Kingdom had obtained the Tiangong Qiqiaotu, but because of killing Prince Du, he formed a mortal hatred with Lu Yu. In the end, with the secret help of the fifth prince, Lu Yu killed the eldest prince, and since then, Tiangong Qiqiaotu is missing.

Bing Tianluo was surprised and said: Lu Yu? Is it the Lu Yu from the Xuanzong of this sect?

It is found that it was this person who entered Tianxuan Sect because he was in the royal family Yimaid and had a close relationship with the fifth prince. His subordinates had searched for the memory of the fifth prince, but he really didn't know the whereabouts of the Tiangong Qichao Tu. I guess Lu Yu might have gone in secret.

Chen Yao exclaimed: Why is this happening? If the Tiangong Qijie Picture falls into Lu Yu's hands, it will be extremely difficult for us to obtain it. Once we break up, we will probably not be able to gain much advantage, and both sides may suffer losses.

Bing Tianluo showed a solemn look on his face and said in a deep voice: What else has he found out?

It is investigated that Lu Yu once had a childhood sweetheart. She had betrayed Lu Yu in a Taoist temple at the foot of Xuefeng Mountain.

Chen Yao frowned and said: This Yun Yue'er is basically of no value.

Bing Tianluo pondered: Go and get Yun Yue'er right away, maybe we can exchange her for the Qizhizhi Picture.

The man took the order and left quickly.

Chen Yao questioned: If the random masterpiece is not in Lu Yu's hands, wouldn't we backfire if we do this?

Bing Tianluo said: We don’t have time to care about so much, so we can only bet on luck. Moreover, I have already given a private order to send someone to attack the Taoist temple, and then stage a hero to save the beauty and invite Yun Yueer here. At that time, even if Lu Yu does not have the Tiangong Qijie Picture, we will have room for maneuver.

Chen Yao was stunned, looked at Bing Tianluo in surprise, and sighed: Senior brother is so smart.

Above the blue fog area, a huge warship flashed with a blue light and slowly flew towards the fog area.

Qinglin stood at the bow of the boat, looking down at the earth, the blue fog blocked the view, and the specific scenery could not be seen clearly.

Du Xuelian stood speechlessly, holy and cold, like a snowflake fairy, so beautiful that it is amazing.

Yin Lizhu has charming charming charm, and she is beside Du Xuelian, looking at the blue fog area.

The Qingyun was descending rapidly, and the rolling fog dispersed on both sides, quickly submerging the thousand-foot warship.

As the ground approached, the warship began to shrink and hanged a hundred feet above the sky.

Discover clues, the abyss is in that direction.

The masters of Qingxuan Holy Land quickly found the mark left by Meng Fang, and the Qingyun, which had been reduced by dozens of times, passed through the blue fog area. The scenery here was dark blue and looked a bit monotonous.

Du Xuelian's eyes moved slightly, and her mood was a little complicated. For some reason, she suddenly thought of Lu Yu again. More than four years have passed, where is he? Are you okay?

Before coming, Du Xuelian heard that almost all the masters of the twelve Xuan-level sects in Tianqingzhou were in the blue fog area. When Tianyue Kingdom was under the jurisdiction of Tianxuan Sect, would Lu Yu be in Tianxuan Sect and the blue fog area?

Qinglin is looking for the abyss. This time, the inheritance of Wu Zun cannot be missed. It is related to whether he can become the saint master of Qingxuan Holy Land in the future.

Yin Lizhu realized that Du Xuelian was tranced and said in a voice: What are you thinking?

Du Xuelian woke up, looked ahead and said calmly: It was blue, giving people a strong sense of depression.

Qinglin smiled and said: Compared to the snow of the North, this blue color is indeed more annoying. However, there are opportunities and dangers in it. It is said that many Tianwu masters have died in this place.

Du Xuelian said calmly: There are dangers in places where there are people.

Qinglin said: With me here, you will never be in danger.

Yin Lizhu looked ahead and frowned slightly and said: The blue fog area is indeed strange, and the detection of spiritual consciousness has been greatly disturbed.

If not, how could we hide opportunities?

Qingyun was extremely fast and soon discovered the abyss.

A very evil place is worthy of being the burial place of a saint.

Qinglin frowned and ordered to move forward carefully. Qingyun shrank to ten feet and slowly sank into the bottom of the abyss.

Du Xuelian felt a little uneasy. Even saints could be buried in this place. The more powerful a person is, the more suppressed he is.

Yin Lizhu had a gloomy face, feeling that her spiritual consciousness was suppressed so much that the abyss field was very chaotic, making things difficult to distinguish.

The masters of Qingxuan Holy Land are tracking the marks left by Meng Fang, and the Qingyun will be bumped into turbulence from time to time.

Suddenly, a powerful shock wave directly knocked the Qingyun to fly away. The Qinglin, Du Xuelian, Yin Lizhu and other masters on the bow were all rolled up by the vortex and landed in different places.

Qinglin cursed secretly that he was the sage son of Qingxuan Holy Land, but he did not expect to suffer a secret loss in this abyss.

When he got up, Qinglin looked at the surroundings and found an octagonal well with strange talisman arrays engraved around him. The curved runes were like poisonous snakes spitting out letters.

Left Dao Evil Formation.

Qinglin had extraordinary knowledge and could tell at a glance that the well was very evil.

Du Xuelian felt the time and space twist, and the scene around her changed drastically. Not far away, there was a palace ruin, and three pottery jars were flying in the air, flashing with different lights.

What is that?

Du Xuelian felt curious and walked towards the palace ruins, carefully looking at the three pottery jars in the air.

The first one burned with flames, the second one covered with snow mist, and the third one flowed with blue gold light.

Du Xuelian only took a look and was attracted by the clay pot covered with snow fog. Her martial soul shook, and a snow bird spread her wings and soared, hovering above her head, releasing a terrifying power.

Yin Lizhu's face looked ugly. She was a master of Shinto and had never been so ugly that she could not stand it.

Looking around, Yin Lizhu called Du Xuelian while thinking about what was going on just now.

Qingyun is a magical weapon, how could it suddenly capsize?

Yin Lizhu thought of a possibility. This abyss was like a demon's cave, which had great interference and repulsion on the artifacts.

Before, masters from various sects did not dare to use artifacts easily when they entered the abyss, so they did not encounter such a situation.

This time, Qingxuan Holy Land was too arrogant. In order to reflect the status of the Holy Son, he wanted to control the magic weapon and go directly to the Wuzun Stone Hall, but was slapped in the face by the abyss and fell into a serious accident.
Chapter completed!