The dark space was filled with the smell of blood. In the center of the abandoned hall, a red halo like a cocoon was quietly suspended in the air.

"Puff!"

In the halo, there are several dull beating sounds from time to time, which are particularly prominent in this dead hall. Thin golden threads are intertwined on the halo, binding the thirteen blood dragons with mysterious power.

, seems to have triggered the meditation of the sky, and the dream-like divine voice and magic words linger in the hall in an imperceptible way.

The simple and silent energy, like a ferocious ancient beast, rushed into the depths of the halo. Thirteen large pillars as thick as water tanks were sucked into the halo from different directions. The red halo was bright and dark.

, indescribably weird

The ancient hall remains as quiet as ever, and the breath of time has always shrouded the ruins of this hall.

I don’t know how long it took, but in the darkness, a long sigh from a woman came out, and a graceful woman broke through the space and came to the ruins.

The God Clan woman is still as quiet and elegant as usual, but the look of surprise between her eyebrows is a bit too strong to be dismissed. The body covered by the tulle skirt is exquisite and colorful, and a pair of eyes are shining and moving like gems.

But he stared intently at the red halo that made a beating sound.

"I didn't expect that you would have such an adventure!" The God Clan woman sighed leisurely, then her expression turned slightly gloomy, and she murmured like she was dreaming: "That's all, countless years have passed, why should I care about it?"

The sound fell into the dark space, and the woman's figure also disappeared here.

The years passed by in a hurry, and the ruins of the ancient hall were accompanied by endless darkness. Only this red halo was exuding the eternal red blood light. Waves of throbbing spread all around, and the evil breath, accompanied by the supreme

Domineering and sharp-edged

The dilapidated hall seems to be accompanied by a red halo and remain in this endless darkness forever.

…

Time has passed through several springs and autumns, the seasons have changed, the sun has risen and set, and time has passed in the blink of an eye. When Zhongzhou City once again put on its snow-white coat, the cold wind began to rage arrogantly.

In a manor in the city, many disciples of the Qianling Sect were having a small competition.

A handsome young man holds a purple-green flame in his hand and skillfully controls the flame in a medicine furnace in front of him to refine several medicinal materials in the furnace.

Zhao Qingling, who was standing opposite him, was concentrating on controlling his mental power, polishing a pill that had been condensed into a prototype in the furnace. Under the influence of mental power, the pill began to become smooth, with a faint hint of aura.

Spreads from pills

At this moment, Zhao Qingling is extremely serious. She is dressed in plain clothes and as white as a fairy. Over the past few years, she has become more and more elegant and outstanding. Her delicate face and concentrated look have attracted most of the eyes around her.

Next to him, several gray-haired old men were quite satisfied and cast their approving gazes on Zhao Qingling.

The other disciples who were watching also expressed their admiration.

"You are truly worthy of being the number one alchemy master among our young disciples of the Qianling Sect. Even Senior Brother Song is no match for Senior Sister Ling'er!"

"Senior Brother Song is nothing. Our Senior Sister Ling'er is the youngest pharmacist to win the crown at the Zhongzhou City Pharmacist Conference. Who in the world can compare?"

"That's true..."

"I'm afraid the only one who can compare with Senior Sister Ling'er is Ling Yi, who died in an extinct volcano three years ago?"

"Maybe! Back then, Ling Yi was a sensation in Zhongzhou. He even dared to offend people from Scarlet Flame Valley and Moyun Palace. His alchemy skills were unparalleled in the world. Even our leader valued him!"

"Stop talking, stop talking, the elders are watching!"

…

"puff!"

A trace of snow-white flame, rolling up into the sky, suddenly rushed out of Zhao Qingling's medicine refining furnace. Zhao Qingling tried his best to suppress it, and then pressed the flame back into the medicine refining furnace.

"Hey! It seems that Ling'er's alchemy skills are not perfect yet. When it comes to Ling Yi, she can't control her mental power! This is a taboo in alchemy!" A white-haired old man whispered.

Said, he glanced at Zhao Qingling worriedly, and then glared majestically at the disciples who were talking in low voices around him, causing these disciples to shrink their necks and shut up, not daring to say another word.

"Ling'er's alchemy skills have indeed improved a lot in the past three years, but if you want to truly become a world-shaking pharmacist, I'm afraid there is still a long way to go!" an old man said with emotion.

"The most important thing right now is to let Ling'er's heart disease heal. Why should we worry about the dead person?" Another old man shook his head and said.

"Maybe it's not that easy..." Several old men looked at each other and sighed in unison.

"Elixir is complete!..."

Rich spiritual energy wafted out from Zhao Qingling's Tiangang Jade Furnace, and the aroma suddenly overflowed.

"Senior Brother Song is defeated!"

"It is bound to fail!"

The young disciples kept saying that the pot was cooked, but they immediately shut up obediently under the looks of several elders.

"Ling'er has met several elders!" Zhao Qingling smiled slightly, instantly stunning everyone, like the spring breeze blowing on his face, but there was always a hint of sadness between his eyebrows.

The several elders naturally noticed this, looked at each other, and could only smile bitterly.

"Ling'er, your alchemy skills have improved again. The future Qianling Sect will definitely be in your hands!"

"I hope the Qianling Sect can flourish in your hands and live up to the master's lifelong efforts!"

"Yeah!" Zhao Qingling just nodded slightly, pursed her lips, looked at the sky in the distance, secretly sad, and remained silent.

The extinct volcano towers into the clouds. It is already winter, and the snow-white crystal flowers are covering the entire volcano.

In the vast white world, a few small black dots were flying around the extinct volcano, and from time to time, loud noises resounded through the sky.

"boom!"

It was as if the world was shaking. After the loud noise, a group of people quickly separated.

"Wu Poqiong, what do you mean?" An old man with a beard that reached his chest and his eyes as sharp as knives stared at the people in front of him.

"Haha! Why is Elder Ding so angry? This extinct volcano does not belong to you, Fenyan Pavilion, so what's wrong with me, Wu Poqiong, coming here?" Wu Poqiong said with a smile.

"I can't control whether your Rakshasa sect comes to the extinct volcano, but my Fenyan Pavilion disciple died unexpectedly near the extinct volcano, you have to give me an explanation?" Elder Ding said angrily, as if his face was covered with a layer of frost.

"Oh? It's strange that a disciple of Fenyan Pavilion died here. Fenyan Pavilion claims to be one of the top five forces in Zhongzhou. How could a disciple die at the hands of a beast? This is an insult to the sect!" Wu Po!

Qiong narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"You...you are going too far to deceive others. How could I, a disciple of Fenyan Pavilion, be killed by a wild beast in the Warcraft Mountain? I think you are trying to get rid of your disciples' charges?" Elder Ding sneered and waved his palm.

A huge sword was suspended in front of him, radiant and radiant.

"Do you want to take action?" Wu Poqiong said with a cold face, "Even if Han Xiao comes in person, there is no way he can defeat me, let alone you. Han Ling'er dares to steal the sacred objects from my door, and I have

Why don't you dare to allow your subordinates to kill your disciples?"

"Okay! As expected, it's you, and I have to take your life today!" Elder Ding cursed angrily, gripped the sword tightly, and rushed towards Wu Poqiong like a stream of light.

"How can you, who is at the seventh level of Moon Soul, compare to me?" Wu Poqiong laughed loudly, and with a move of his palms, the space in front of him collapsed directly, and a dark black light covered Ding.

The elders swallowed them all up

"Broken!" At this moment, a loud shout rang out in the distance in the sky, and a golden thread of light burst out and sank directly into the collapsed space. It actually directly supported the space, and Elder Ding also took advantage of this.

For a short time, he escaped in embarrassment, glanced at Wu Poqiong with lingering fear, and then stepped aside.

"call out!"

Han Xiao arrived in the air, looked coldly at Wu Poqiong, and acted without anger.

"Han Xiao" At this time, Wu Poqiong gradually became more serious. Facing Han Xiao, he was also somewhat cautious.

"Wu Poqiong left those disciples who committed the crime behind. I, Han Xiao, can pretend that this never happened!" Han Xiao said coldly.

"Don't even think about it!" Wu Poqiong objected immediately.

"Do you want the two factions to start a war because of these people?" A force of power enveloped the space, and Han Xiao's face became ugly.

"As long as you return the sacred object, I will hand it over immediately without saying a word!" Wu Poqiong was fearless and sneered.

"Then you are going to inform the old men of the Rakshasa Sect that in ten days, Han Xiao will personally bring people to the door to ask for someone!" Han Xiao said in a deep voice with a face as dark as water.

Wu Poqiong smiled noncommittally, snorted, and turned around to leave. Suddenly, Han Ling'er ran over from a distance, pointed at Wu Poqiong and cursed loudly: "Old man Wu, where are you forcing Ling Yi?

Already?"

Han Ling'er rushed to Han Xiao's side from afar, her hair was a little messy by the wind, but it didn't hide her supreme face. Her cold scolding was more like a burst of fairy music, flowing in the space.

"Ling'er, don't be ridiculous!" Han Xiao stopped him immediately

"I won't!" Han Ling'er turned away from looking at Han Xiao, "Old man Wu, you are talking! If you don't answer me, you will never get back that broken bead from the Rakshasa Gate!"

"You!" Wu Poqiong was furious and turned around. If Han Xiao hadn't been by his side, he would have rushed forward, grabbed Hanlin Pavilion, and tortured him, "What do you want?"

"Tell me where Ling Yi disappeared?" In the past few years, she has always felt guilty about Ling Yi and has always kept it in her heart. If it weren't for her, Ling Yi wouldn't have to take the risk to lure Zhao Tianxiang away.

Wouldn't it disappear into an extinct volcano?

"How many times do I have to tell you, you know it, Ling Yi has died in the extinct volcano, no one can escape from the extinct volcano!" Wu Poqiong gritted his teeth fiercely.

"Impossible! Even my father can't enter a place like an extinct volcano. How could he enter the volcano? You're talking nonsense!" Han Ling'er's pretty face was angry, her delicate body was trembling, she didn't believe it at all.

"Ling'er, go back to me quickly and don't mess around with me here!" Han Xiao scolded

"Dad, tell me, you can't enter the extinct volcano, right?" Han Ling'er pointed to the towering volcano and asked.

"Yes, there are talisman formation seals left over from the ancient era of gods and demons. It is indeed difficult to enter, but Ling Yi is gifted with magical powers. Who knows how he entered it?" Han Xiao replied coldly.

"Pavilion Master Han is right, Miss, my elder Zhao Tianxiang saw Ling Yi fall into the extinct volcano with his own eyes. There is absolutely no chance for him to survive!" Wu Poqiong also interjected.

"Rumble, rumble..."

A loud rumbling sound came from the direction of the volcano. Then, the earth shook, and with the volcano as the center, huge gaps began to open one after another, spreading to the distance. On the volcano, the clouds and mist left.
Chapter completed!