Fighting Starts from Saving Yunyun

The more it flew towards the depths of Cangyuan Mountain, the darker the sky became, and there were always thunders falling, and a depressing atmosphere gradually spread.

"It seems that this ancient site is not simple," Hai Bodong said with a solemn expression.

"I heard from people who have been there once that the ruins seem to be an ancient sect. Although there are many restrictions in it, they don't hurt people's lives. After the restrictions are triggered, they will only send you out." Lu Yuanqing said.

"Ancient Zongmen? Teleportation?" Chen Mo thought in his heart, these two words alone, it is not easy, if there is such a complete transmission restriction, when the sect exists, there must be a high-level fighting saint in the sect exist.

Then associate it with the sky-level fighting skills and the fallen ninth-level Taixu ancient dragon.

"Tsk tsk..." Chen Mo couldn't help but let out a sound of surprise.

"Chief Pavilion Master, what's the matter?" Lu Yuanqing asked.

Ya Fei, who was held in Chen Mo's arms, also raised her head and squinted at Chen Mo.

"If it is really an ancient sect, there must be a lot of good things in it. If we open it later, we will go directly to the Tibetan scripture pavilion and the place where the elixir is stored." Chen Mo reminded that the richest sect is this Two places, if you find these two places, then send it.

"Yes." The crowd responded.

As the distance to the destination got closer, whether it was in the dense forest below or in the air, a thick white mist suddenly appeared, making it difficult to see the sight ahead.

What surprised Chen Mo the most was that in this white mist, the soul power lost its effect.

"Same as last time, the ruins are about to be opened." In the dense fog, someone exclaimed, and the surroundings became commotion.

"Whoever hits me, you're courting death"

Below, the turbulent grudge burst out, and a battle broke out.

"You beat me up, are you getting impatient?"

Because of the dense fog, more and more people fought together.

The air is fine, Chen Mo said solemnly: "Follow closely, this thick fog is a bit weird, don't lose it."

Several people responded one by one.

Chen Mo tightened his arms around Ya Fei's slender waist.

Yafei felt the fiery big hand on her waist, she bit her lower lip with her white teeth, as if she was extremely uncomfortable.

He looked at Chen Mo with unnatural eyes.

That's right, after flying for so long without ever touching the ground, and maintaining this posture all the time, this made Ya Fei's delicate body a little tingly.

Chen Mo didn't pay attention to Ya Fei's expression at this time, the flying speed slowed down a bit, and the group of people groped forward in the thick fog.

Every once in a while, Chen Mo would say something, follow the voice, and it's not easy to get lost.

It was okay at first, when Chen Mo reminded him for the sixth time.

He found that apart from Lu Yuanqing who was still following him, Hai Bodong and the others were all lost.

"What's going on? Where's Lao Hai?" Chen Mo asked anxiously.

"Huh? You were still by my side just now!" Lu Yuanqing also looked puzzled.

Seeing the weird thing happening, Ya Fei took the initiative to hug Chen Mo's waist tightly, and the two soft lumps pressed against Chen Mo's chest tightly.

But Chen Mo didn't have the mind to enjoy it, he raised his free left hand lightly, and with a thought, a pale yellow flame rose from his palm.

He yelled loudly, but no one answered, but an echo came.

"What's going on?" Chen Mo looked surprised. It stands to reason that they were above the sky, so there wouldn't be such a big echo.

"Look at the strange fire, don't lose it." Chen Mo reminded.

Lu Yuanqing responded.

After groping forward for more than ten minutes, the thick fog behind was still there, but the white fog in front was gradually dissipating, and a new world appeared in front of the three of them.

This is a valley filled with the sound of birds chirping, the valley is majestic and the peaks soar into the sky.

On the top of a mountain, Chen Mo vaguely saw a building similar to a mountain gate.

"We're here, we're entering the ruins again."

In the lush and dense forest below, several figures appeared, and expressions of excitement appeared on their ordinary faces.

After these figures appeared, several more figures came out from behind.

The sky was no exception, several figures flew out of the thick fog every now and then.

Someone seemed to have seen the mountain gate at the top of the mountain, and under excitement, they flew straight up to the top of the mountain.

But just halfway through the flight, only a bang was heard.

The whole person seemed to hit a transparent glass wall, fell from the sky, and fell to the ground, life and death unknown.

Later, seeing this situation, he hurriedly landed slowly. The Dou Wang who came in once, looked at the unknown figure on the ground, and said sarcastically: "Idiot, don't you know that flying over the ruins is forbidden?"

Chen Mo glanced at Lu Yuanqing, he didn't tell himself about these things.

"Chief Pavilion Master, I was wronged. I really didn't find out about it." Lu Yuanqing asked several people who had entered the ruins, but none of them asked about this situation.

Chen Mojian frowned slightly, glanced at the man who had sneered just now, his eyes lit up, and he had an idea.

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