Fang Ruohua suddenly realized: "Senior brother is so smart. He set up the formation deep in the forest. No matter who goes, he will be attacked by the demon king along the way. This brings difficulties to everyone, delays time, and facilitates us to act. When the disciples of Feixingling Ridge wake up, we have already entered the Soul Gathering Valley of Feixing Ridge, and maybe they will be fully loaded by then."

Cheng Lingyu said: "This is actually a helpless move. Who made our relationship with Feixingling so stiff? Although the Soul Gathering Valley is open to all disciples, it is also necessary to do this in order to avoid trouble. Okay, the time is over, let's go."

Under the night, the three of them went straight from the teleportation array of the Seventh House of Nebula to the near the Seventh House of Flying Stars.

Because of the night, and the teleportation array is several miles away from the seventh house of Feixing, the arrival of the three did not attract the attention of Feixingling disciples.

The Soul Gathering Valley of Feixing Ridge is also located between the sixth and seventh houses of Feixing, in the deep mountains and forests.

The three of them drove the Cloud Boat and arrived near the Soul Gathering Valley in less than half an hour.

"There must be disciples from Feixingling in this Soul Gathering Valley. If we enter like this, our identities will be exposed immediately."

Lan Xiaozhu thought of this and took the initiative to remind Cheng Lingyu.

"It doesn't matter. It's not difficult to hide your identity temporarily. Even if you are discovered by them, it will take time to retaliate. This is our opportunity."

Cheng Lingyu put away the boat of Yun, and the three of them quietly came to the entrance.

After some observation, formations appeared under Cheng Lingyu's feet, and black fog appeared, wrapping Lan Xiaozhu and Fang Ruohua inside. Outsiders could not see the faces of the three of them at all, and could only see a ball of black fog.

Taking advantage of the night, Cheng Lingyu quickly shot into the Soul Gathering Valley. There were not many disciples nearby, and the three of them were extremely fast and covered by black fog, so no one could see it clearly.

After entering the Soul Gathering Valley, Cheng Lingyu maintained the operation of the formation, and the three of them advanced quickly and headed straight to the depths of the Soul Gathering Valley.

During this period, a few disciples saw Cheng Lingyu and the other two, but they could not recognize them at all.

"Who is that person? He deliberately covered up his own face and chased after him."

Because of curiosity, these disciples quickly chased after him and wanted to figure it out.

Cheng Lingyu noticed it and kept speeding up, getting rid of batches of trackers, and finally came to the depths of the Soul Gathering Valley.

The Soul Gathering Valley on Feixing Ridge is slightly different from the Soul Gathering Valley on Xingyun Ridge. There are obvious differences in terms of terrain, landform, size and orientation.

Cheng Lingyu put away the formation, and the three of them landed on a big rock. Many souls were flying nearby, and ghost fires appeared in the dim valley.

"There are only four immortal souls here, one less than the Soul Gathering Valley in Xingyun Ridge."

Fang Ruohua was a little surprised. It seemed that what Brother Gu from Xingyun Ridge said before was true. The number of immortal souls in each Soul Gathering Valley is not necessarily the same.

Lan Xiaozhu said: "Although there are only four immortal souls, one of them is extremely powerful and far better than the other three immortal souls."

Cheng Lingyu smiled and said, "That's my goal, let's go."

Based on the mutual induction between the Immortal Souls, Cheng Lingyu quickly confirmed the location of the Immortal Soul, and the three of them rushed there quickly.

The Soul Gathering Valley is very large. In order to shorten the travel time, Cheng Lingyu activated short-distance directional teleportation.

In just one stick of incense, the three of them arrived at a mountain.

"It seems that there are people above. Is the situation similar to that in Xingyun Ridge, and there are other disciples who are trying to make this Immortal Soul?"

Lan Xiaozhu and Fang Ruohua exchanged a glance. If this inference is correct, the identity of the three of them will inevitably be exposed after they go up.

"There are indeed people above, and there are quite a few."

Cheng Lingyu seemed very calm and flew towards the top of the mountain first.

Fang Ruohua and Lan Xiaozhu quickly followed, and the three of them arrived at the top of the mountain after a stick of incense.

The scene here is very different from what I imagined. There is a dead tree on the top of the mountain, and some dead leaves are sparsely left on the branches. It looks very ordinary and nothing unusual is found, but there are many experts gathered nearby.

Cheng Lingyu glanced around and found that there were eight people in total, all standing alone, showing some precautions between them.

Half of the eight people are over thirty years old, and half are between the ages of twenty or thirty, which looks like new disciples.

Fang Ruohua was not very interested in these people. She was paying close attention to the dead tree and looking for the immortal soul here.

"Strange, why didn't you see it after watching it for a long time? It's obviously here?"

The immortal soul in Fang Ruohua's body determined that the target was here, but Fang Ruohua looked at it several times but did not find it.

Cheng Lingyu said: "This immortal soul is very strange, it looks similar to a dead leaf."

Fang Ruohua said in surprise: "It's similar to the dead leaves, I'll take a look."

Lan Xiaozhu seemed to have feelings and said quietly: "A hundred flowers compete for spring, and the withered leaves dream with the wind."

The eight people around looked at Cheng Lingyu and the other two, feeling novel but repulsive about their arrival. They didn't like someone to interfere, but they felt that they had been in a stalemate for too long.

"I saw it, it was a dead leaf butterfly."

Fang Ruohua screamed excitedly, ignoring the others present.

Cheng Lingyu was speechless about Fang Ruohua's straightforward personality and said softly: "That is the butterfly of the remnant dream, a very special kind of immortal soul."

Fang Ruohua frowned and said, "The Dead Leaf Butterfly, this name sounds a bit sad."

Cheng Lingyu sighed and said, "The butterfly dreams of the dead leaves and leaves, spreading its wings and time is gone."

As soon as these words came out, a loud voice came from nearby.

"Where did the boy come from? I have a good experience."

Cheng Lingyu glanced around and said calmly: "Flying God Ridge."

"Frozen Shenling? Now we have gathered all the Xiyuejiu Ridge."

It turned out that these eight people came from the other eight ridges in Xiyue Jiuling, and were all trying to make the dream of the dead leaves butterfly.

"I've got all the people together, but unfortunately the three of them are not as good as any of us."

Fang Ruohua snorted, "Blow up, keep blowing, I see that you eight of you combined are not as good as one of my senior brothers."

"The little girl protects your senior brother very much. Did she say this on purpose if she likes him?"

"You three are good at looking at the wheel, but unfortunately, they are competing with strength and fists. You are all in the type that is popular but not useful, so you should go on as soon as possible."

The teasing tone was a bit contemptuous, and the eight people present did not see the three of them.

Fang Ruohua stared at these people, a little angry, but did not retreat at all.

"Worship is also a kind of like, and contempt belongs to the category of disgust. I despise you and feel sad for your arrogance and ignorance."

"The little girl is very brave. If it weren't for your beautiful face and the sunset city had more men and fewer women, I'd beat you into a pig's head."

"I want to hit me, have you ever asked my senior brother?"

Fang Ruohua's mouth was slightly raised, looking provocative, and he was not afraid at all.

Cheng Lingyu looked at a certain position on the dead tree and ignored Fang Ruohua's bickering with these people at all.

On a yellow leaf, there is a transparent and illusory light-colored light shadow that is almost invisible, which is the butterfly of the dream withered leaves.

There was no slight fluctuation, but it released a breath that made the immortal soul restless, silent as water, and silent.

Cheng Lingyu focused on it, and the true energy in his body slowly dissipated, and his whole body seemed to disappear in an instant.

At that moment, green bamboos appeared in Cheng Lingyu's eyes, covered with tears, and bamboo leaves were shaking gently, with indescribable agility.

On the dead tree, the illusory dreams and dead leaves butterflies seemed to be noticed and became clear, which made the eight people around who were fighting with Fang Ruohua.

"Note, this kid is a bit weird. The convergence of the true energy in his body has reached an amazing level."

The eight people looked at Cheng Lingyu, and their original contempt was weakened.

"There are few disciples in the Moon God Ridge. Judging from the appearance of this kid, he should be a new disciple, and it seems that he will have some trouble."

Fang Ruohua sarcastically said, "My senior brother is much more powerful than yours at once."

"Stupid girl, are you itchy? Believe it or not, I kick you down with one kick."

"If you have the guts, come here, I'll stand here!"

Fang Ruohua was arrogant and looked like he was not afraid of the world.

Lan Xiaozhu smiled but said nothing. She understood that Fang Ruohua wanted to deliberately anger these people and force them to take action first. In that case, Cheng Lingyu would have the word "Li" to fight back.

Judging from the current situation on the scene, these eight people will never let go easily. How to send them away will be the next priority.

With the help of the dream magical eye, Cheng Lingyu has established some connection with the remnant dream and dead leaf butterfly. Although it is just the simplest one, it also surprised and not good for the eight people nearby.

"If you think it's a woman, I don't dare to hit you?"

Some people went with the trend and took this opportunity to stop Cheng Lingyu's actions, but they didn't want him to take advantage.

Fang Ruohua sneered: "If you are not afraid of regret, come and try it."

A man in yellow clothes laughed wildly and said, "Little girl, do you really think we are scared?"

Stepping out, the air flow around the man in yellow was stirring, and the flashes of red light triggered time and space, causing the void to rise and fall.

This fluctuation has changed from weak to strong, which directly affects the communication between Cheng Lingyu and the butterfly of the remnant dream.

Fang Ruohua raised his eyebrows and ejected and launched an active attack.

A giant eagle appeared in the void, releasing a terrifying momentum, instantly locking the man in yellow, causing a strange look to appear on his face.

"The innate immortal soul is not bad, little girl, it's a pity that your realm is too low."

With a random slap in his right hand, a rotating palm shadow devoured all directions, gathering countless souls, forming a giant snake, standing in the void.

This is the use of the seventh level of soul martial arts spiritual communication stage, and you can control ordinary souls at will, especially in places like Soul Gathering Valley.

Although a single soul cannot be compared with an immortal soul, the power of a large number of souls is also quite amazing.

Of course, the Immortal Soul also has its advantages and can be avoided by the man in yellow.
Chapter completed!