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No, we have to find another solution!

The thoughts in Ling Xian's mind were like lightning and fire, and his various divine powers flashed quickly in his heart, in the face of such a large-scale enemy, the most effective means was undoubtedly fire.

In Ling Xian's heart, he quickly made a choice, but before he could sacrifice the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Fire, the spirit beast bag suddenly flew up by itself and opened it in one go.

One by one, chrysalis flew out of it.

That's right, it's still a chrysalis, but at this moment, it's wrapped in an almost transparent aura, and it looks extremely beautiful.

However, Ling Xian's face was full of astonishment, these Ice Moon Butterfly larvae had obviously successfully recognized their masters, how could they come out of the spirit beast bag by themselves without their own instructions?

Although surprised, Ling Xian did not act rashly, just as a monk would have a mental connection with his natal magic weapon.

The same is true of the monks who recognize the spirit worm of the Lord.

Ling Xian could feel their joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

At this moment, the pupae of these Ice Moon Butterflies were all very excited.

How so?

It's as if a hungry person meets delicious food.

Feeling the information sent back by his divine sense, Ling Xian was a little dumbfounded.

But he soon made a choice.

Watch and see what happens.

Let's take a look at the situation before making a decision.

Without the slightest warning, the pupae of the Ice Moon Butterfly spun around.

As they turned, a whirlwind was raised, and the small insects that looked like gray-brown mist were easily swept away.

It is said that the brine points to tofu, one thing descends to one thing, the five elements are mutually reinforcing and mutually restrained, and everything in the world is actually the same.

Ling Xian was surprised and delighted, this was really a coincidence, he was feeling a headache for this nameless little worm, but he didn't expect that they were the food that the Ice Moon Butterfly liked.

Kill two birds with one stone!

Not only did it resolve the crisis, but seven or eight times out of ten it was also good for the Ice Moon Butterfly, and when people's luck came, they really couldn't stop it, and Ling Xian couldn't help but smile.

In this way, after about a cup of tea, the surrounding vision became clearer, and the small insects like mist were swept away.

And through the connection of his divine sense, Ling Xian felt that these insect chrysalis had eaten and drunk enough, and were ready to sleep soundly.

Ling Xian was speechless for a while.

These spirit worms are much more leisurely than themselves.

Of course, this thought was only a moment, and then Ling Xian punched a spell at the spirit beast bag.

The mouth of the bag opened, and Qingxia rolled it up, and all the insect chrysalis were included in it.

The danger was lifted, and Ling Xian took a step forward and continued to walk forward.

The reason why they don't fly is to be prepared for danger.

Suddenly, Ling Xian's eyebrows moved, as if he had discovered something.

I saw that his sleeve robe was flicked, and the wind was fierce, lifting the dirt under his feet, and a skeleton came into view.

It is the remains left behind after the fall of the monks.

Next to the wreckage, there was also a storage bag scattered around.

The texture is good, the key is that this storage bag is actually intact, this monk has fallen, and no one has touched it.

Ling Xian lowered his head slightly and released his divine sense.

Although the divine sense here has been greatly weakened due to the influence of the underground elemental magnetism, it is still no problem to just probe the storage bag.

The things inside are very ordinary, not much, and it can be inferred from the quality that this is a Ning Dan level immortal cultivator.

It's a pity that there is no token related to his identity found in the storage bag, nor is it found why he is here, let alone why he fell.

Everything is confused, everything is full of fog.

Ling Xian became more and more cautious.

Soon, he came across another skeleton.

It's still the old monk's stay.

The storage bag was also intact, and when Ling Immortal's Divine Sense sank, he found an identity talisman.

"It's ......"

Ling Xian held it in his hand, but there was a hint of surprise on his face, the other party was a monk from the Huayu Sect.

Although there are many sect families in the Tiancang Mountain Range, they are mainly composed of three.

They are the Huayu Sect, the Baiqiao Courtyard and the Flying Sword Valley.

Among the three major sects, the strength of the Huayu Sect is the strongest.

The disciples of this sect are around here, they are all used to showing off their might, no one dares to provoke them, how can they fall in the depths of this earth.

Ling Xian's heart became more and more suspicious, and he continued to walk forward.

About half an hour later.

Ling Xian stopped suddenly, even with his city government, even in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, he had already experienced countless crises, but at this moment, Ling Xian's eyes still widened.

There were a lot of bones in front of them, and there were many, and a rough count showed that there were dozens of them.

There were fragments of magic weapons left everywhere on the ground, as well as array flags.

Apparently they were killed by a strong enemy, and the battle was fierce.

However, after taking a closer look, Ling Xian gasped.

Although countless years have passed, in terms of scars, these monks were actually killed in seconds.

How so?

Because there are so few scars on their bodies, almost all of them are fatal with one hit, and the wounds are smooth.

No, there is an exception.

Ling Xian took a few steps to the left, and there was a skeleton there.

Although it has long since fallen, the white bones are still sitting there, faintly revealing the aura of a strong man.

Obviously, this is not an ordinary immortal cultivator, and his strength is not weak during his lifetime.

His storage bag was still tied around his waist, and no one had moved, and with a flick of Ling Xian's robe, a green glow flew out and took his storage bag.

Sink your consciousness in.

After a moment, Ling Xian raised his head with an extremely shocked look on his face.

This is actually a Tongxuan Ancestor.

And it's an old monster in the middle of the Tongxuan period.

Such an existence actually fell here.

Is the danger so terrible?

Ling Xian's face finally showed a little hesitation, he didn't want to follow in the footsteps of falling here.

Of course, Ling Xian didn't plan to leave immediately, he counted the other party's storage bags.

Suddenly, a jade pendant came into view.

The shape is simple, the front is a monk with a fairy wind bone is meditating, and the back is engraved with two ancient characters, dragon flying phoenix dance.

"Feather!"

Ling Xian whispered, among the immortal cultivators, he liked to read, and he was quite a knowledgeable figure, this ancient text happened to be recognized, and his face showed an extremely shocked look.

This is actually the identity token of the head of the Huayu Sect.

How did it end up here?

Could it be that the fallen old monster of the Tongxuan period in front of him is actually a certain head of the Huayu Sect?

This earth-shattering discovery made Ling Xian even more shocked.

And that wasn't the end of it, and then he saw an ancient book.

No...... It's not an ancient book, it's more suitable to be a diary. (To be continued.) )