Long Junchen saw that Zu Xiang did not continue to ask about the Dragon Clan like a naughty green, and his heart calmed down. The frost on his face retracted, and the gentle smile that belonged to him reappeared. He listened to Zu Xiang's words and knew that the latter was intentionally changing the topic. He nodded slightly with kindness, and did not deny that Cui Liewo felt relieved when he saw that the relationship between the two was not as tense as before. He hurriedly followed Zu Xiang's words and led the topic to the ancient ruins.

"Uncle Zuxiang, I'm not hiding it. It's okay to tell you with our friendship - we will naturally not come to Daze, such as life forbidden areas. We did come for the ancient ruins. Our goal is the magic weapon suspected to have appeared in the ancient ruins - the Fall of the Demon Dragon."

Cui Liehuo did not hide the purpose of their visit to the ancient ruins, and even told them that they wanted to obtain treasures. This surprised Long Junchen. However, since Cui Liehuo chose to believe in this Zuxiang, Long Junchen would naturally not say much. He would not doubt the use of people, and he would not doubt others. This Zuxiang is indeed very strong. If he could really help each other without any rift, the strength of their group would inevitably be improved to a higher level.

Zuxiang listened to Cui Liewo's words, nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, and then pointed to the place where the black fog was richest in the distant place. "That direction is where the ancient ruins were born, located at the southeast entrance of the Black Mist Mountains, and only from there can you enter the ancient ruins."

Long Junchen looked along Zu Xiang's finger and frowned. He saw that the black fog there was much deeper than the ones around him. For example, the black fog around might be ink mixed with water, and the black fog at the entrance of the ancient ruins was completely thick ink, without a trace of water. Long Junchen felt countless powerful auras sweeping towards the entrance at extremely fast and extremely high speed. His heart moved slightly, his eyes narrowed even harder, and he couldn't even see the uncertain eyes in his eyes.

Seeing that Long Junchen's face was strange, his eyes were almost squinting together. He paused, and wanted to remind the latter a few words, and said in a deep voice: "There are many dangers in this ancient ruins and there are many extremely powerful ancient giant beasts. I believe Xiao Cui must have told you that the Eternal Hunting Sheep is the most terrifying group. At the same time, the powerful people who are rare in daily life also appear one by one like cutting leeks. Those old monsters who have been in seclusion for many years may appear here. Even if you are about to enter the realm of a demigod, don't take it lightly and be careful to sail the ten thousand-year-old ship."

Long Junchen looked at Zu Xiang opposite him, raised his sword eyebrows and opened his eyes again. Only then did he have the time to look at this guy.

I saw that Uncle Zuxiang had extremely thin lips, with a big, shiny head that was not undone. His eyes were very deep, as if they were two deep holes, but his eyes were even deeper. His breathing was very natural, as if it was melting into one with the flowing wind around him, the ants gently squirming the soles of his feet, and the overflowing black mist. Long Junchen's eyes moved down and suddenly saw the latter's naked feet, barefoot, casually inserted into the snow more than one meter deep. His brows frowned, and he thought to himself, are these ascension monks not good at using their brains? If they practice, why take off their shoes? You are not afraid of the cold, and I think your feet are smelly. Moreover, if you take off your shoes, can you practice faster? What kind of evil way is this?

Of course, Long Junchen didn't say this. Zu Xiang saw Long Junchen staring at his feet and looked at him carefully. He frowned, but he didn't care too much. Instead, he coughed twice. Then he continued to say: "This ancient ruin is hidden in the Black Mist Mountains. Before, because of the rich black fog, no one could step on it. After all, this black fog was too weird. Even the powerful man in the Demigod Realm probably could only retreat temporarily under such a rich black fog. In the past few days, because several elders from famous sects cast spells, including the Donghuang Pavilion, the Sea Emperor Pavilion.

Several ancestors, who had studied this kind of black fog through ancient books, have learned some dispersion methods. Now, after a few days of casting, they have almost dispersed the black fog at the entrance of the ancient ruins. At most, in a few more days, the black fog will gradually dissipate. At that time, without the black fog, the natural obstacles of the ancient ruins can be broken and everyone can enter safely. There are many peerless powerful people around the ancient ruins, all waiting for the moment when the black fog is dispersed."

After hearing this, Long Junchen frowned even tighter, for nothing else, because according to Zu Xiang's meaning, that is, now, all the strong men are guarding the entrance of the ancient ruins. Once the black fog dissipates, these strong men with strong cultivation or even greater cultivation will enter like bloodthirsty sharks. At that time, the grand or tragic scene can be imagined. Those guys who lose their minds when they smell the smell of blood may have a shocking battle before they can start entering.

Long Junchen sighed softly, and a ruthless look flashed across his angular face. His eyes swept across the surrounding black fog. Although it was covered by thick black fog like sesame paste, with his powerful spiritual sense, he indeed sensed some extremely obscure vast aura through the layers of black fog. Several of them were actually stronger than him. For a moment, even as proud as Long Junchen, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. It is worthy of being an ancient ruin, which can attract so many strong people. It seems that this battle for the ruins is inevitable. What's more, the local Warcraft family is also very troublesome.

"By the way, has anyone sent someone to this Dragon Flying Association?" Cui Liehuo suddenly thought of this section, slapped his forehead and asked Zu Xiang next to him. Long Junchen next to him was unclear. When Cui Liehuo saw Long Junchen's confused expression, he remembered that he forgot to introduce the Dragon Flying Association to Long Junchen, and hurriedly said: "The Dragon Flying Association is the largest secret dragon slaying organization in the country of China. In short, their mission is to slay dragons and try every means to slay dragons. They hire strong people

, Massacre the Dragon Clan. Of course, there are several peerless powerful people in their Dragon Clan. After they slaughtered the Dragon Clan, they processed the dragon clan's corpses and turned them into auxiliary products for sale to make profits. Many dragon clans were trapped in their hands. This is probably the case. We have investigated the Chu Sanjian Chu Liuyun before. He took over a bounty mission issued by the Dragon Clan. Only then did Yintian Island find trouble for Black Devouring."
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