Cheng Lingyu said curiously: "No one went in to inquire?"

"Why aren't there? More than a hundred masters have been in, but they are all over the sea. It's probably over. Now everyone is watching, and no one dares to act rashly."

Lan Xiaozhu looked around and whispered: "There are a lot of big forces gathering here."

"Who said it was not? Except for the Nine Yang Holy Palace and Sunset City, the other five major forces have sent masters. There are also the Ji family in Tianhua City and the Zhanwu Sect, and the Beichen family in Xinghua City, all sent their disciples. There are countless other middle-class sects. We can only watch the fun."

Cheng Lingyu carefully paid attention to the situation around the canyon and saw many familiar faces, which made him frown.

Lan Xiaozhu pinched Cheng Lingyu for a moment and said in a voice: "Hua Yuehong is here too, stand with the masters of the Tiansheng Temple."

Cheng Lingyu had seen it a long time ago, and Bai Ruomei also came, but he stood with the masters of the Tianhuo Sect.

"It seems that they have made a choice to seek help among the Three Saints and Four Abysses."

"Ouyang Lie is here too. He is with the masters of the Shenwu Sect. His strength is suppressed in the Soul Martial Realm, but he is also the top in this area."

Cheng Lingyu said nothing. He was paying attention to Hua Yuehong because there was a majestic man with a great and powerful horse standing beside Hua Yuehong. He was in his early twenties, but he had an extraordinary demeanor.

"Is that another saint son of the Heavenly Temple?"

Cheng Lingyu talked to himself, and a monk said, "Yes, that is Yu Feilong, one of the five saints of the Heavenly Saint Temple, has the strength of the blood martial arts realm, and is still at the peak of the soul martial arts realm here."

Cheng Lingyu sneered in his heart, but said, "The sages of the Heavenly Temple have all come, which means they attach great importance to this place. I wonder which masters have come from the other major forces?"

"On the Tianlei Holy Sect, the saint Dongfang Hong is famous and not under the Yu Feilong at all. He is surrounded by brothers and elders. On the Shenwu Sect, Ouyang Lie, the number one genius in Yunyang City, is not weak, but he is not as good as Yan Fei, one of the ten masters of Shenwu, who is beside him."

Cheng Lingyu said curiously: "Which can Ouyang Lie be among the younger generation of Shenwu Sect?"

"It's about twenty, and the top ten are the top ten masters of Shenwu, all of whom are powerful geniuses."

Cheng Lingyu nodded slightly, listening while closely following outstanding figures such as Yu Feilong, Dongfang Hong, Yan Fei.

Dongfang Hong is twenty-five or six years old, calm and indifferent, with a sense of arrogance and conceit between his eyebrows, and his whole body exudes a terrifying aura, which makes people dare not underestimate him.

Yan Fei was dressed in a blue dress, and looked one or two years younger than Dongfanghong, but he was tall and burly, with sharp eyes showing the might of moving forward bravely.

"The most famous one in the Shanhe League is the third young master Xiao, followed by Shi Bushen. His name is awkward, but the person is very slippery."

Xiao San Shao was dressed in white, handsome and charming, and the smile on his face was full of temptation, giving people a feeling that it seems righteous but not righteous, but not evil but not evil.

Shi Budhi was dressed in black. Cheng Lingyu had seen him in Yunyang City for a long time and was deeply impressed.

"In the Tianhuo Sect, the green-clothed Tianlong is famous in the empire and is known as one of the five great saints of the Tianhuo Sect. The beauties around him are from Yunyang City, which is Bai Ruomei who was in the limelight some time ago. Many people are rushing to ask for it. Finally, they chose the Tianhuo Sect, which is as famous as the Hua Yuehong, but they are mortal enemies."

"I heard that Bai Ruomei and Hua Yuehong are one of the ten beauties of Yunyang, how could they become mortal enemies?"

"This is not clear. Anyway, as soon as they appeared a few days ago, they fought against each other and took all their strength, and no one would give up."

Lan Xiaozhu and Cheng Lingyu were both puzzled, especially Cheng Lingyu. He had seen two women confront each other in the Holy Emperor Palace, and indeed no one had retreated.

"In addition to these five major forces, Ji Yaowu of the Ji family, Luo Binghe of the Wumen, and Beichen Haoyu of the Beichen family are all well-known figures, and there are many masters around you."

There are nine peaks around the canyon, of which eight are occupied by these eight forces, and the situation where the remaining one has attracted many people's attention.

A figure in fluttering clothes stood on the top of the peak, arrogant and arrogant, looking down on Jiuzhou, with a changeable mask on his face.

"What kind of mask is that, so strange?"

Cheng Lingyu was extremely surprised and couldn't help asking.

Lan Xiaozhu said: "That is a Thousand Illusion Mask. It is made of a illusion bead that combines many precious materials. It is a spiritual weapon that can avoid poison, ward off evil spirits, and be difficult to invade the soul."

Cheng Lingyu said in shock: "Spiritual weapon! Just a mask, is it necessary to be so luxurious?"

Lan Xiaozhu shook her head and said, "You are wrong. This Qianhuan Mask is extremely mysterious. Every face displayed on it is a master who wore this mask in the past. If you want to become one of them, you can use the power of Qianhuan Mask to easily become that person, and you can't even tell the truth or falsehood even if you sense consciousness."

Cheng Lingyu frowned and said, "Since it's so magical, why are there so many different faces on this mask?"

"It's because of the magic, so there are too many people fighting for it. Some people were killed just after wearing masks. It only took years and years to accumulate so many faces."

Cheng Lingyu sighed: "It's really a crime to bear a treasure. I wonder what kind of big man this person is, who can be the leader and occupy the mountain alone?"

On the side, the monk took over the topic.

"This person is very mysterious. Although he stood there alone, he actually had helpers in secret, but he did not deliberately manifest himself. Someone had asked about his origin before. He called himself Mr. Qianhuan. He had been here for nearly ten days and killed more than ten peak soul martial arts masters alone."

Lan Xiaozhu exclaimed: "This is a tough character."

Cheng Lingyu nodded slightly, his eyes moved to an inconspicuous corner, and he saw the dull young man.

After not seeing each other for twelve days, the dull young man had already entered the realm of soul martial arts and his strength reached the second level of soul martial arts, which shocked Cheng Lingyu.

In addition, Cheng Lingyu also saw Yun Xi, Du Bin, Nie Jiaolong, Jiang Mufeng and others. They all had masters around them and their overall strength was very strong.

After staying for a while, Cheng Lingyu pulled Lan Xiaozhu away and approached the dull young man.

"What do you want to do?"

Lan Xiaozhu felt confused and did not understand Cheng Lingyu's intention.

"I remember that in the Ghost Hall, a white tiger appeared on this person's face, which should be one of the eight immortal souls of the Guihun Valley. With his current strength at the second level of Soul Martial Arts, I infer that he may have merged with the Immortal Soul, so his cultivation strength has improved by leaps and bounds."

"So what if that's the case? Could it be that he would ask him how he merged with the Immortal Soul, I don't think he would tell us."

Cheng Lingyu smiled and said, "Learn from learning from strengths and weaknesses, we have a good experience in Taotao."

The distance between the two sides was a bit far. When Cheng Lingyu and Lan Xiaozhu arrived near Mu Ne Youth, an abnormal movement suddenly appeared in the canyon. A divine glow spread the fog, and colorful clouds rose at the bottom of the valley, turning into a three-headed giant snake in the air.

This scene attracted everyone's attention, and even Cheng Lingyu stopped and looked in the air with shock.

The three-headed giant snake is as big as a mountain. Each snake head is of a different color. The huge body is of another color. It also has scales and armor on its body, covered with strange patterns.

On the snake's head among the three giant snakes, a red tree grows, with red fruits like agate hanging on the branches.

There are runes on the surface of each red fruit, which contains some magical powers, which releases a sacred breath, which makes people's appetite greatly increase, and they want to take a bite.

The giant snake and the small tree were all transmitted through phantoms, but they were lifelike, making the monks outside the valley go crazy.

"The legend is true. There is a dragon-raising fruit in Guihun Valley. The three-headed spiritual snake is formed by the fusion of three kinds of spiritual snakes and is expected to evolve into a divine beast. The dragon-raising tree on the snake's head requires the blood of the real dragon to produce the dragon-raising fruit."

A master at the peak of soul martial arts shouted loudly and revealed the origin of the three-headed spiritual snake and the small tree.

"These three-headed spiritual snakes are indeed formed by the fusion of three spiritual snakes. Now they are at least semi-divine beasts, otherwise the dragon-growing fruit on the snake's head would not appear."

Some monks added that they believed that these three-headed spirit snakes had surpassed the spirit beast and belonged to the semi-divine beast.

"If it is really a semi-divine beast, this immortal soul will be terrible. It is even more difficult to subdue and merge with it than climbing to heaven."

"The difficulty is naturally very great, but once this immortal soul is integrated, the future achievements will be limitless and worth the life to win."

When a monk heard this, he couldn't help but take the initiative and flew directly into the canyon.

Most people have hot eyes, but they don’t move. After all, it’s hard to say whether the time is ripe now.

There were dozens of monks entering the canyon, all of whom were shrouded in fog and could not see clearly the situation at the bottom of the valley.

After a moment, a scream came out, which was terrifying and terrifying, which made many people's hearts feel cold.

In the air, the huge three-headed spiritual snake slowly turned, with three snake heads and six eyes shooting out a gloomy and cold killing.

The red dragon tree is as dazzling as flames, with nine dragon fruits hanging on it, which are so beautiful and charming.

The mist in the canyon was rolling and surging, as if something was hidden.

No one knew the situation at the bottom of the valley, and no one who entered had ever come out.

On a mountain, Ji Yaowu of the Ji family shone with light, causing a lot of sensation.

Everyone looked at Ji Yaowu and found a looming martial soul appeared on his head. He couldn't see the specific appearance clearly, but released a powerful aura, which caused the reaction of the three-headed spiritual snake.

Cheng Lingyu knew that Ji Yaowu had an innate martial soul, but he didn't expect that he was so brave that he used this to provoke the three-headed spiritual snake. This was not fun.

"You have made a mistake in trying to attract the Immortal Soul in this way."

Luo Binghe, who was fighting in Wumen, waved his right hand, and a Lingtian sword energy broke through the air and slashed towards the three-headed spiritual snake.

"Damn, you actually used a spiritual weapon!"
Chapter completed!