The disappearance of Jade Dragon Fairy gave Zhang Ruochen a strong sense of foreboding. Logically speaking, she was just a divine corpse, completely controlled by Zhang Ruochen. How could she be flown out by the Black-Hearted Demon and disappear?

It's impossible, she left on her own, right?

Or maybe there are other monks here?

Zhang Ruochen raised his palm and felt the erosion of the gray death air in the air. He stared at Bai Qing'er and said, "Does this place feel familiar to you?"

Bai Qing'er knew what Zhang Ruochen was referring to and nodded.

"Isn't this Xingtian Cliff?" Chi Yao said.

Zhang Ruochen's expression was extremely solemn and he said: "Not only is it not Xingtian Cliff, but it is very likely that it is an extremely dangerous place."

The aura of death here is so similar to the underground of Yuchen Temple.

Zhang Ruochen would rather go back now and fight the Black-Hearted Demon to the death than believe that they are now underground in the Yuchen Temple. A few days ago, he and Bai Qing'er were almost dragged underground by the old corpse ghost.

It was thrilling and still fresh in my memory.

Zhang Ruochen pressed his palm against the stone wall next to him and patted it gently.

"Bang!"

The stone wall was only slightly dented, and a palm print pattern appeared.

Zhang Ruochen said: "The rocks here contain a large amount of god-like substances. Strong men with god-like levels have practiced here, and they have practiced for a long time."

The refined divine substance is one of the ten ultimate substances in the universe.

Chi Yao and Bai Qing'er's hearts sank to the bottom, and their bodies were filled with ice. They realized that the biggest danger they were about to face was probably not the Black-Hearted Demon Lord at all.
Chapter completed!