While contemplating, a breath fluctuation appeared in front of him. It was Xiling Yue and Meng Ninghen who sensed the fluctuation of the Qiankun treasure box just now and rushed towards him.

Cheng Lingyu thought about it, put away the Qiankun Treasure Box and Dingyuan Pearl, and took the initiative to meet him.

"Are you okay?"

When the two women saw Cheng Lingyu, they felt relieved.

Cheng Lingyu smiled and said, "It's okay, how long have we been separated?"

Meng Ninghen said: "It's almost two hours."

Xilingyue asked, "What have you encountered?"

Cheng Lingyu grabbed the two women's hands and said as he walked, not mentioning the Qiankun Treasure Box, but mentioning the situation in the stone chamber.

Both women were surprised, and Xilingyue asked, "Didn't you get any benefits?"

Cheng Lingyu asked back: "What do you think will be of that place?"

Xilingyue snorted: "I want to know and ask you."

The three of them quickly shuttled through Mo Yang.

There are tunnels here, and it is very troublesome to find people, but Cheng Lingyu is not worried because there is telepathy between him and Xiao Hei, and at this moment, he has roughly locked in the direction where Xiao Hei is.

This time Mo Yang encountered a great opportunity and found a thunder tribulation pool. This was a huge fortune for him who was practicing the divine light of the thunder tribulation.

Moreover, Mo Yang also found a thunder tribulation divine whip in the thunder tribulation pool, causing a lot of noise, attracting Qianchuan, Nie Xiaojiao and Shi Sanlang.

The Thunder Tribulation Divine Whip is a holy weapon. Nie Xiaojiao and Qianchuan rob it when they meet. Shi Sanlang did not participate. He knew that Mo Yang and Cheng Lingyu were together, so he was inconvenient to take action, so he just watched.

Mo Yang had a divine whip in his hand, and he was full of energy. In addition, he had just refined the thunder liquid in the thunder tribulation pool, and his overall cultivation level increased greatly, and there were signs of breaking through the second level of Lingwu.

Xiao Hei stood not far away, watching the two sides fight leisurely, without any intention of taking action.

Mo Yang's Thunder Tribulation Divine Whip is terrifying, and it is a violent combat holy weapon. With a casual wave, thousands of lightnings merge into light columns, filling the entire tunnel.

Qianchuan cursed and used the holy weapon shield to block it. Nie Xiaojiao was directly washed away and could not get close to her.

The huge power caused a vibration and dispersed into the distance, causing a considerable impact and attracted other experts.

The Five Yin Prince of Tianyin Palace flashed and walked out of the void, locking in the divine whip in Mo Yang's hand.

"Sacred artifact, it's interesting, give it to me."

With one step forward, the Prince of Five Yin was very domineering, and his right hand snatched the Thunder Tribulation Divine Whip in the air.

Mo Yang sneered: "If you have the ability, you can take it."

The divine whip was waving, and the thunder and clouds moved, turning into terrifying thunder and lightning, bombarding towards the Prince of Five Yin.

The Prince of Five Yin smiled disdainfully, and a whirlpool emerged in the palm of his right hand. He had amazing means to tear open the void, allowing all the power of lightning to penetrate into the void, without hurting him at all.

Mo Yang's eyes changed slightly, and he snorted: "You can block the second level of Lingwu Breaking the Void Realm, can you block it for a while, or can you still block it for ten times?"

The divine whip was waving, and thunder and lightning were like wind, and it kept bombarding towards the Prince of Wuyin.

At this time, a one-eyed old man walked out of the void and said respectfully: "Young Master, please step back for now, I'll get him."

This one-eyed old man was not a good person at first glance, but a master whom Prince Wuyin met on the Sixth Peak. Later, Prince Wuyin became a disciple of the saint Qingtian layman, and the old man called him the young master and became the master and servant.

Mo Yang was not afraid. At this moment, he was at the peak. With the holy weapon in his hand, no one was afraid of it.

The Prince of Five Yin said proudly: "Okay, you will take him down."

With a flash, the Prince of Wuyin looked at Qianchuan, the son of the earth, and a hint of mocking appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Both of them are geniuses of the world, and they are invisibly comparing.

Qianchuan is known as the most outstanding disciple of the Shanhe League. With the holy weapon in hand, he naturally has the qualification to be proud.

The Prince of Five Yins became a disciple of the saint, which was also the supreme glory. His cultivation level had entered the realm of the second level of spiritual martial arts and was ahead of Qianchuan. Of course, he was also very proud.

"It's very lively. I'm so moved that so many people come to congratulate Mo Yang on winning the holy artifact."

The sudden sound scared everyone, and Cheng Lingyu came silently.

Qianchuan's face changed in surprise, and he turned around and left. Nie Xiaojiao snorted angrily and disappeared in a flash.

The Prince of Wuyin did not move, and looked at Cheng Lingyu with his eyes slightly narrowed. His cold murderous aura flashed in his eyes, as if he was considering whether to take action to try Cheng Lingyu's ability.

Xiling Yue and Meng Ninghen fell one step behind, like the peerless two heroes standing behind Cheng Lingyu, which made people jealous.

Shi Sanlang looked at Cheng Lingyu with a complicated expression, and he left without saying a word.

Xiao Hei fell on Cheng Lingyu's shoulder in a flash, as if he missed the smell on his body.

"These people are really insincere. I ran away just now. Prince Wuyin is more than willing to come. I came here to congratulate..."

The Prince of Wuyin snorted: "You are here to criticize the mulberry trees. I am not a person who is afraid of things."

Cheng Lingyu smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you are not afraid of things, just be afraid of death."

The one-eyed old man shouted, "Rareless."

Meng Ninghen looked at the Prince of Wuyin and asked, "Is Mr. Qingtian here too?"

The Prince of Wuyin said Leng apologetically: "It's enough for me to come."

Xilingyue cursed: "Arrogant, the saint on this seventh mountain peak can't count it with one hand. Anyone can destroy you. Which onion are you?"

The Prince of Wuyin was immediately angry. Xilingyue dared to look down on him, which was something that he had always been conceited and unrestrained.

"Shut up! Don't think you are a woman, I dare not kill you."

Xilingyue raised her eyebrows and said, "Kill me, you haven't woken up, are you?"

The Prince of Five Yin was furious, but was pulled by the one-eyed old man.

"The young culprit does not need to have a general understanding of these people."

A glimmer of light flashed, and the one-eyed old man actually pulled Prince Wuyin to break through the air.

Xilingyue was stunned and cursed: "If you don't have any courage, don't run away if you have a genital."

Cheng Lingyu frowned slightly, turned around and looked at the way he came, and found that Yin-Yang Taoist Zun had appeared several feet away, with his eyes gloomy and sunny.

The one-eyed old man was facing Cheng Lingyu and the other two, and he could see the Yin-Yang Taoist Lord. His walk should be because he was afraid of Yin-Yang Taoist Lord, not because of Cheng Lingyu.

"You have an aura that seems to be there. Who have you seen before?"

Yin-Yang Dao Zun looked at Cheng Lingyu, and the questions raised made Cheng Lingyu stunned.

"I haven't seen anyone?"

Yin and Yang Taoist Zun stared at Cheng Lingyu's reaction, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he turned around without saying a word, leaving without any figure.

On Xilingyue's shoulder, Chi Yun whispered: "This is his spiritual projection, not his true body."

Xilingyue said: "It doesn't seem like a difference. Are saints so strong?"

Chi Yun said: "The saints are restricted by one world, and the restrictions of the two-star continent are far greater than other ancient life stars. It is extremely difficult to become a saint on this ancient life star."

Meng Ninghen said: "Since it is not easy to become a saint, how could so many saints appear on this seventh mountain at once?"

Chi Yun looked at the two women and then moved his eyes to Cheng Lingyu's face.

"Most of them were not sanctified on this ancient star of life."

Xilingyue said in shock: "Do you mean that most of them became sanctified on other ancient stars of life and then came to the Binary Star Continent?"

Chi Yun nodded and said, "This is the secret of the saint, and you will understand it slowly in the future."

Cheng Lingyu was very surprised, and Mo Yang was also surprised and couldn't help asking: "No, there is a saint in our Tianlei Holy Sect."

Chi Yun shook his head and refused to answer. Obviously, the saint's secret hidden something inconvenient to tell.

Xilingyue looked at Mo Yang and smiled and said, "You are so lucky. What level is this holy weapon?"

There are only four sections of the Thunder Tribulation Divine Whip in Mo Yang's hand, each section is surrounded by lightning and lightning, which looks shocking.

"The low-grade holy weapon, but powerful."

Mo Yang looked happy and somewhat proud.

Cheng Lingyu and Meng Ninghen congratulated each other for a few words. The four of them came to the thunder tribulation pool. The thunder liquid inside had dried up, leaving only a trace of electric light shining on the ground.

"This place...you..."

Xilingyue was about to ask, but a huge roar interrupted her.

Cheng Lingyu sensed it carefully, and a hint of shock appeared on his handsome face.

"It's the breath of Saint Baohua, she seems to have received an adventure."

The four of them flashed quickly and rushed towards the source of the wave.

In a big cave, the Saint Baohua floating in the air, with thousands of lights all over his body, and his momentum was striking. He actually stepped from the fourth level of Lingwu to the fifth level of Lingwu to the fifth level of Lingwu to the fifth level of Lingwu.

Many peeping detection waves came from nearby, and no one approached them, and they were paying attention in secret, trying to figure out what adventure she had actually obtained.

Cheng Lingyu stood in the distance, looking at the magnificent figure, and felt a little more stressed.

The promotion of the Saint Baohua to the fifth level of Lingwu has a huge impact, because the higher her cultivation level, the greater the power the holy infant evil child in the pottery jar will exert. This is an existence that even the Yin-Yang Taoist Lord is quite afraid of, and its origin is mysterious.
To be continued...