Yousu Tomb.

The road of "no return".

Nothingness, ambiguity, emptiness... In the void without any sign at all, "Si Hong Qingyan" had her eyes closed tightly, as if she was sleeping, but her steps did not stop at all, moving in a certain direction, stepping into the air with great determination.

And go.

Suddenly, four people, "Fu Qiong", "Xing Hen", "Ying Heng" and "Huai Ke", appeared behind "Si Hong Qingyan" without any warning.

"Si Hong Qingyan" immediately opened his eyes, but he had already woken up from his deep sleep.

Before the four people of "Fu Qiong" came back to their senses, he said in a calm voice: "This is the Yousu Tomb."

"The Road of No Return."

"Don't look back."

Having said this, he paused briefly and then continued to ask, "Why do you four seniors want to go to Qingyao Mountain?"

Hearing this, "Fu Qiong" immediately knew that this was not the real Si Hong Qingyan, but the one transformed by Pei Ling's laws!

The four of them were able to escape from Qingyao Mountain just now because Pei Ling used the laws of the outside world to forcibly transfer them from the dream!

This Pei Ling has not yet become a Mahayana, but his strength is already so terrifying!

However, the other party's attack this time paid him back a big piece of karma!

The next floating chess game...

While his mind was spinning, "Fuqiong" calmed down and said calmly: "Yousu Tomb, it's inconvenient to talk about this matter."

"It's not too late to discuss it in detail after we return to the clan."

After listening, "Si Hong Qingyan" nodded slightly. The last time he asked senior "Kong Meng" about the secret of the Fu Sheng chess game, senior "Kong Meng" also said similar things.

Presumably the purpose of the four...five founders of "Fu Qiong" who went to Qingyao Mountain this time should also be related to the Fusheng chess game.

So, "Si Hong Qingyan" didn't ask any more questions and continued walking forward.

Not long after, the group of people walked off the road of "no return" and came to an old teahouse.

The door of the teahouse is tightly closed, surrounded by thick white mist, and wrapped in [Midian Fog]. Its outline is looming, and the fluctuation of the law's aura surrounds it, making it impossible to peek into the inside.

"Si Hong Qingyan" stopped and said in a calm voice: "The four ancestors can return to the sect first."

"The disciple will go back soon."

"Fu Qiong" The four of them nodded, knowing that this was not Pei Ling's true form, so they didn't say anything more, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

As soon as they left, "Si Hong Qingyan" took steps again and walked towards the small building. As soon as his figure touched the closed door, he dissipated like a cloud of smoke. It looked as if he had passed through the door and entered the teahouse.

Average among them.

The next moment, the [Midian Fog] and all the laws that covered the tea house disappeared, and the building became silent. Cold vegetation grew wantonly, and the branches and leaves were intertwined and hung apart, like heavy curtains.

In the training room, Si Hongqingyan's body was surging with magic power, his aura was slowly rising, and he was still concentrating on training...

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The waves are vast and endless as far as the eye can see.

The dark sea water looked particularly heavy, with undulating waves.

The chilling atmosphere spreads wantonly.

In the vast sea, an island full of red and white roses stands quietly, with dark branches and leaves intertwined like a snare. In the middle of the island, a giant mulberry rises tall and tall, covering the entire island.

Its branches are luxuriant and leafy, and their whirling noises shatter countless skylights.

The air of gloomy, cold, dead silence, desolation... was rolling away in all directions.

It seems that it was affected by this island. Looking around, this sea area is empty, without any living creatures. There is a gray-black mist lingering on the sea surface, like a gauze, enveloping the lake, lingering.

Four rays of escaping light suddenly broke through the fog and soared out from the island.

It is the four "Fuqiong" people!

As soon as they left Yousu Tomb, the islands, roses, and giant mulberries behind them disappeared quietly like bubbles, without a trace.

The four "Fu Qiong" paid no attention to Yousu Fen, and turned their heads to look towards Qingyao Mountain.

Soon, they immediately saw densely packed prehistoric bodies all over the Qingyao Mountain, with all kinds of innate magical powers, innate spells, laws... whizzing down like strong winds and rain, chasing and intercepting them in all directions, killing all over the mountain.

The wild Chongming Sect Mahayana.

They did not realize at all that the four of them had already escaped from Qingyao Mountain!

It's just that they can see everything happening in Qingyao Mountain at this moment, but there are prehistoric restrictions blocking Yuyuan. Even with their current cultivation level, they are unable to peek into the battle between Pei Ling and Xunmu at this moment.

After a short silence, "Ying Meng" said in an old voice: "I never expected that Xun Mu's strength would be so terrifying!"

"Fuqiong" nodded slightly, and then said: "Although I saved a life this time, a big cause and effect was used up before the Fusheng chess game even started. This is not a good thing for us."

"More importantly, after ascending to the upper world, how do you explain to that person?"

The four of them were silent for a while, but soon, "Huai Ke" said coldly: "Let's talk about the matters in the upper world after we go to the upper world."

"The most important thing now is the success or failure of the Fusheng chess game!"

"Xinghen" nodded: "Not bad!"

"If the Fusheng chess game fails, the matters in the upper world, no matter how important they are, will have no meaning to us."

"The cause and effect between us and Pei Ling is the most important right now!"

"Fuqiong" said: "Immortals cannot be counted."

"After Pei Ling enters the stage of transcending tribulation, the cause and effect on his body can no longer be observed."

"However, after all, he is a direct disciple of my Holy Sect. He was born in the Holy Sect, grew up in the Holy Sect, and has a very deep connection with our Holy Sect. Moreover, I have helped him several times before..."

"This time he took action to repay a big cause and effect."

"But it shouldn't be all paid off..."

"Now let's see what the fake Taoist side asked."

"If this journey to immortality is a sign of great misfortune, then the little karma we have with Pei Ling will definitely not be enough!"

"But if this immortal journey is a good omen... then there is nothing to worry about!"

Hearing this, the other three nodded immediately.

Pei Ling was able to rescue the four of them from Xun Mu before he attained the Mahayana. After the Mahayana, his strength will undergo a higher transformation.

At that time, the Fusheng chess game started by the opponent will become very easy!

Immediately afterwards, "Fuqiong" added: "Pei Ling has now inherited the 'cursed' position of Yousu Tomb. When he escapes from Xunmu, he should come directly to Yousu Tomb just like we did just now."

"Leave someone here to wait for him."

"Others, return to the sect as soon as possible to recover."

"Before the game of Fusheng chess begins, you must be in peak condition without any injuries!"

"Xinghen" immediately said: "I am the least injured, so I will stay."

The other three nodded. Although the four of them were all extremely seriously injured at the moment. If Pei Ling hadn't reversed part of their injuries with the help of laws, they wouldn't have been able to survive at all. However, "Xinghen"'s injuries were indeed more stable.

So, "Fu Qiong", "Ying Heng", and "Huai Horror" didn't say anything more, and the three figures immediately disappeared.

The sea is vast and the waves are magnificent.

As the waves rolled, there was a burst of sound.

Countless aquatic animals with strange shapes flashed away under the water.

"Xinghen" sat alone in the void, holding magic spells in his hands, and began to absorb the surrounding inspiration to recover his injuries and immortal power.

Above the long sky, a strong wind suddenly arose, and the sea surface was roaring and churning, seeming uneasy.

The majestic spiritual energy was forcibly plundered from all directions, coiled into a cave, like a huge funnel, and poured continuously into his body.
Chapter completed!