Chapter 397
The Nether Saint Lord also froze.
He originally thought that this was a protracted and vicious battle, but he never imagined that this huge force that even he could not shake was simply like a 1 to the Tai Xuan Dao Sect.
A fluttering sentence from others determined the survival of Skull Valley.
And then effortlessly, say extinguish and extinguished.
“Thank you senior, seniors are highly featen, and younger generations are admired!” The
Nether Saint Lord knelt on one knee and clasped his fists, deeply impressed by Su Changge.
The rest of the Netherworld Holy Land behind them also knelt on the ground one after another, extremely respectful.
“You’re welcome.
Su Changge withdrew his hand lightly and instructed Zhou Jing: “Let’s go.”
Zhou Jing had not slowed down at this time, but when he heard the order, he hurriedly said, “Oh!” As
for the smoke and rain in the palanquin, his heart was already surging.
“Senior, wait a minute!”
the Nether Saint Lord hugged his fist and said: “You help the junior get rid of this henchman, the junior is willing to escort you all the way to the Qiankun Holy Land, you can’t help, it’s still okay to deter some nights, please don’t refuse, just let the junior do a little effort!” Su
Changge thought about it, and felt that if this demon head opened the way, it would indeed save a lot of things, and said, “Yes, let’s go.” The
Nether Saint Lord was overjoyed, and immediately led people to follow respectfully.
Everyone soared into the air, crossed the billions of cliffs, and flew towards the opposite side.
This cliff is not only deep, but also vast, but everyone is at least a Martial God level great cultivator, and crossing the void is as simple as one.
When you step into the opposite land, you will see a fertile mountain range in front of you, which is vast and boundless, and you can only see the horizon at a glance.
“The wilderness is the most prone to accidents. The Nether Saint Lord scanned the surroundings vigilantly and ordered his subordinates: “Raise your attention!
These demonic paths are all many high-level of the Netherworld Holy Land, and their cultivation is profound, and they are enough to push a million sects in the outside world, but here, it is the younger brother of Su Changge’s younger brother.
Huang Jiulong saw them so obedient, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his heart.
After walking some further, it gradually darkened.
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Suddenly, the space rippled, like a horizontal plane.
The Nether Saint Lord frowned, feeling like he had passed through a layer of air mask.
Looking ahead, I don’t know when a mountain villa appeared, gorgeous and magnificent, with ancient shapes, carved beams and paintings.
Under the dark night, the villa is set off as if it is located in a dark curtain, like a night villa.
The Nether Saint Lord felt that something was wrong, and ordered: “Be vigilant!” At
this time, the gate of the mountain villa suddenly opened, and many people walked out from inside, the first one was a middle-aged man, wearing a cloth coat, looking simple and simple, and walked over with some servants.
“Passing guests, it’s late, do you want to rest? ”
It turned out to be a sales pitch.
The Nether Saint Lord breathed a sigh of relief.
In the palanquin, Su Changge opened the curtain, saw that the sky was indeed dark, waved his hand and ordered: “Okay, go over.” The
group entered the villa.
This mountain villa is very large, with caves inside, pavilions, and countless guest rooms, and you can see that you often do this kind of business, just like an inn.
The Nether Saint Lord looked around and gradually figured out that few people did business in the wilderness range, so this mountain villa naturally had no competitors here, and it was easy to make money.
It would have been quite normal.
But thinking about it, the Nether Saint Lord’s expression changed sharply.
Since there is no one, how can he make money?
A light flashed in his eyes, and he carefully observed the surroundings, and his vigilance had been raised to the extreme.
Soon, everyone entered a spacious pavilion, five floors above and below, which could accommodate many people.
When he entered it, Zhou Jing observed that there were many murals carved on the walls on both sides of the corridor, all of them were women, with soft facial features, but those women had no arms, as if they had been cut off abruptly.
He didn’t care either.
It may be broken, but the wilderness is difficult to find craftsmen, so it is not repaired for the time being.
On this side, the Nether Saint Lord looked at these murals and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn’t see what was wrong.
After handing over the spirit stone, everyone settled down here and waited for tomorrow to set off.