Ji Xiaohong smiled: "Yes! I have heard of you, little brother, sweeping away the scattered cultivators in the Southern Region. This kind of strength is simply impossible for ordinary foundation-building monks to do."

"Your method is really good. We control the Monster Ridge and obtain cultivation resources. You enter the Canglong Ruins and prevent them from obtaining resources. This is the best solution at present."

"It's just that my friend has the ability to get into the ruins, but others can't do it!"

Wuxin Taoist nun said, "Indeed, this method is the best, but the little brother himself is very dangerous. He not only has to face the danger of unknown relics, but also the danger of monks of two sects."

"But our life and death are here, and my Ice Palace will give all the pills to my little brother."

"I am here, thank you for your kindness. If you let the Ice Palace overcome this difficulty, you will be another ancestor of the Ice Palace."

As he said that, Wuxin Taoist nun stood up and bowed to Wu Que.

"Why do you have to do this? It's a shame to the boy."

Ji Xiaohong said: "I will give you the kindness to the hundreds of thousands of people in Fengyulou and Bing Palace. I may promise that if the little brother returns, no matter whether you succeed or not, you will be the second ancestor of my Fengyulou."

He also bent down to salute, and these two men had no airs of overhaul of Jindan.

They are willing to give everything for the survival of the sect.

Wu Que said: "Brother Ji, Sister Wuxin, don't worry, as long as there is no golden elixir entering the ruins, I will be invincible."

Wu Que did not speak loudly. Now he does have this ability and is invincible in foundation building.

Ji Xiaohong ordered Ji Yuan: "Xiao Yuanzi, go and take all the spiritual medicines and elixirs from the sect and give them to the little brother."

Wuxin Taoist nun also said to Dongfang Qingcheng: "Qingcheng, go back and get the spiritual medicine and elixirs."

Ji Yuan left, but Dongfang Qingcheng was not moved. A terrible idea arose in her heart, she was going to enter the ruins of Canglong.

"Old ancestor, I have a request. Master Wu Que's village is alone and has no power. I want to follow him into the ruins."

"I know that the Jindan monk cannot enter, so I ask the ancestor and Senior Ji to take action to seal my golden elixir. As long as I don't untie the golden elixir, I will build the foundation."

Wuxin Taoist nun thought for a while and said, "Okay, seal the golden elixir. Although you only have the power to build the foundation, you have the body of the golden elixir."

The decision has been made and you can set out as soon as possible to prevent future disasters.

Wu Que asked Wuliang to return to the mountain village, and then quietly went to Canglong Holy Mountain with Dongfang Qingcheng.

No one spoke along the way.

The two of them lurked at the foot of the mountain. According to the information they received, the disciples of the Reincarnation Demon Sect and Piaomiao Sword Pavilion have entered the ruins one after another in the past few days, which is a good opportunity.

Not long after lurking, Dongfang Qingcheng took the lead in speaking, "I know that the unpleasant thing was the mastermind of that boy Ji Wuliang. I no longer care about it. The matter of my acceptance of you as a disciple will be given up."

Wu Que turned his head and looked at him, saying, "Thank you, I don't care about the fact that you injected the sword energy into my body and almost killed me."

"Let's stop talking about anything, we will find a way to get in later."

At this time, two elite disciples of Piaomiao Sword Pavilion and an elder came from a distance.

Wu Que smiled: "God blesses us!"

"We will kill two of them later and leave a disciple, and we can get up the mountain."

When the people approached, Dongfang Qingcheng saw a golden sword light flashing away before he could take action.

The foundation-building elder and a disciple were already dead. Before a disciple could react, he was knocked unconscious to the ground.

"Come here to help, hurry up."

Wu Que and Dongfang Qingcheng dragged the body aside. Wu Que moved quickly and quickly took off the disciple's clothes and put them on him, turning into the appearance of the dead disciple.

The long sword on your back is hard to tell whether it is true or false. "Master of the Eastern Palace, you disguised yourself as this elder, you built the foundation..."

Dongfang Qingcheng shook his head, "I can't disguise..."

Wu Que had a headache, "You put on this disciple's clothes and I'll dress up as an elder."

Wu Que quickly changed his clothes and became an old man and elder.

When I pinched my throat, my voice became old and weak.

It's simply a spiritual weapon mask, and it's disguised without any flaws.

Dongfang Qingcheng put on the disciple's clothes, Wu Que tinkered with her face, and the simple disguise was completed.

Her face was stained.

After the preparation, Wu Que cut off the heads of the elder and the disciple and changed the two bodies into the clothes of Fengyu Tower.

Wake up the unconscious disciple.

The disciple opened his eyes and asked in a daze: "Elder Feng, what happened?"

Wu Que pointed to the corpse not far away, "It was the people from Fengyu Tower who ambushed us, and I killed the person."

The disciple looked at Elder Feng strangely: "Elder, aren't you stuttering? You..."

Wu Que adapted to the situation: "I...I...I'm...excited..., just..., ah..."

Dongfang Qingcheng's mouth slightly raised: This person is really, interesting.

"Ah..., buried... buried..."

Wu Que continued to stutter.

The disciple went to bury two corpses.

The disciple muttered: "The elder is actually more stuttering than before..."

The disciple looked at Dongfang Qingcheng with a dirty face, "Why did this junior brother become such a dirty person?"

Fortunately, no one of the two disciples who came here today knew each other.

Walking up the holy mountain, there were disciples of the Demon Sect of Reincarnation all the way. After checking, there was no clue.

When we reached the top of the mountain, there was a crack five meters above the top of the mountain, and an ancient aura flowed out.

Three elders of Piaomiao Sword Pavilion and three elders of the Reincarnation Demon Sect guarding the cracks.

Wu Que arrived, "Zong...Zong...ah, Sect Master..."

The stuttering sound made people feel panicked and anxious.

An elder in Jiange said, "Elder Feng, your stuttering is uncomfortable. I know it was the sect leader who asked you to come, so hurry up and go in."

"Go..., go..."

"Damn it, get out of here! You old guy."

Wu Que sneaked into the Canglong ruins so smoothly.

If Wu Que had acted as another elder today, he would probably have to be cross-examined.

Elder Feng stuttered, so he saved the investigation.

Entering the crack, Wu Que felt that his perception was completely sealed.

There is no distinction between the cracks, and there is no way to distinguish between the east, south, west and north, so I can only move forward.

After walking in the passage for an hour and a half, we left the passage and entered a gray world.

Wu Que is very sensitive to murderous aura. This place is full of murderous aura and is very large.

Looking around, there are traces of battle everywhere, some mountains seem to be divided into two by sharp swords, and in some places, the ground has cracks that are hundreds of meters long and dozens of meters deep, as if they were cut open by some weapon.

In this space, it was desolate and lifeless. How powerful monks fought to create such a terrible scene.

Wu Que realized that this space was not in the southern territory at all, nor even on the Cangli Continent.

After entering the ruins of Canglong, Wu Que said to Dongfang Qingcheng who had smeared his face: "We act separately, we can kill as much as we can. Remember to take away resources after killing people."
Chapter completed!