Chaoyang Zhenren said to an old man beside him.

As for the demon clans and monks behind him, he had no intention of paying any attention to it.

Hearing words.

The real man Gu Yang nodded and said:

"Then look for it!"

"Three days later, he still didn't find any traces. We traveled through the fog of the Black Abyss and went to guard him outside the Langya Tower."

The fog of the black abyss!

Hearing this, Chaoyang Zhenren was suddenly shuddered!

Perhaps, for the late Nascent Soul cultivator, he can remain calm about this.

But this Jedi is definitely not that easy to break into.

Especially for a Jindan monk, if the master is a little careless, his life will be left there.

Even ordinary monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul can safely break through, less than three or four out of ten.

It can be seen how terrifying the place of the fog in the Black Abyss is to the monks.

Although Chaoyang Zhenren was very reluctant, he did not dare to refute the pressure from his master, so he could only respond.

Just then.

Chaoyang Zhenren felt a special rhythm, which came from afar.

Seeing this strange thing, a joy flashed deep in Chaoyang's eyes and said quickly:

"Master, is anyone forcibly breaking the shield outside the Langya altar?"

"Um!"

The plain-faced true Lord Gu Yang said calmly:

"Not bad, that's exactly!"

Then, he added:

"According to rhythm fluctuations, it should be a medium-sized Langya altar!"

Hearing this.

Chaoyang Zhenren felt aroused in his heart, as if he had thought of something, and then hurriedly said:

"Master, since we can detect the fluctuations in the Langya Altar, Zhao Han is also nearby. Do you think he can do it? Did you notice it?"

"Maybe, he has rushed over there!"

Chaoyang Zhenren analyzed with a very serious expression.

See this.

The real man Gu Yang glanced at his disciple with a smile.

This moment.

The true man Chaoyang also felt the cold chill and knew that his master was very likely to see his little thoughts.

Just when he was feeling uneasy.

Real person Gu Yang nodded and said:

"Then go and have a look!"

"If I can win the Shenxiao Pill for this trip, you don't have to accompany me into the fog of the Black Abyss, just look for opportunities on the second level!"

Then the True Lord of Guyuetang glanced indifferently, and the monks and little demons stood quietly and said:

"At that time, I will leave these little demons and monks to you to find opportunities with peace of mind!"

Hearing words.

Chaoyang Zhenren showed a look of joy on his face and hurriedly said:

"Thank you, Master!"

"Let's go!"

The words are over.

A mysterious light enveloped it, and then a flash of inspiration.

On the ancient road of Langya, the line of figures has disappeared.

····

A gray mist, somewhere.

A figure that was eroded by gray fog sat cross-legged in the gray fog!

At this moment, he was scanning the surroundings.

Looking closely, this monk with only aura fluctuating in the foundation building stage, a green lotus with a faint light flowed in his pupils.

Not only that!

Through the decaying robe, you can vaguely see the skin like mutton fat jade, with almost only one piece left, and no intact skin.

The hole is eroded and reveals a dull metal.

good.

This is one of the second-level soul puppets sent by Cheng Buzheng.

However, this puppet will obviously not last long and will be corroded by the gray fog.

certainly.

This soul puppet can last for so long because the puppets are all made of precious spiritual materials.

Suddenly.

Two streams of light, accompanied by majestic pressure, shot from afar.

See this.

Cheng Buzheng was delighted. The mighty pressure was the two true Lords of the Nascent Soul.

The figure is a little familiar.

Isn’t that the True Lord Qingyang and the Old Taoist Mingyue?

Even so!

Cheng Buzheng did not let this broken second-level soul puppet go up to say hello, but instead immediately used the [Great Freedom Escape Technique] to stay away from here!

after all.

The Nascent Soul monks almost only look at the interests.

Just like before...

On Changshe Island, when he is carrying out his mission!

Even though he was willing to save his life to the old Taoist Mingyue and the old Taoist Qingyang, he did not see them coming out to help him say a word in the end when facing the coercion of many Nascent Soul monks.

at this point.

Cheng Buzheng remembers it very clearly in his heart.

Even though he finally exchanged a lot of benefits from the hands of many Yuanying True Lords, he never forgot that scene.

In addition to Zhenjun Zhou An and his few True Lords of the Yuanying, they have kindness to him...

Other Nascent Soul monks do not have much friendship.

Therefore, Cheng Buzheng would not come forward to remind him, and would not expose his plans.

at the same time.

Not only in this direction, the True Lord of the Nascent Soul is flying in.

There were also streaming lights flying in the gray fog in many other directions.

Hidden outside the Langya Altar, Cheng Buzheng, somewhere in the void, also observed these scenes through several second-level soul puppets released from outside.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng glanced at him, and the glass light curtain that was constantly bombarded by Old Monster He.

at this time.

The power of the glass light curtain is no longer as powerful as before.

Every attack from Old Monster He will ripple on the glass light curtain.

Obviously.

The purification light curtain outside the Langya altar will not last long.
To be continued...