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Qingzhou landed on an island, and there was a bang around him, and Pan Mu Ying also fell, and they didn't have time to talk, so they checked their surroundings.

Large and small floating islands rose into the sky, boundless at a glance, dense as gravel, and later Elephant Fat Demon and Mianyi Demon fell to two different islands one after another, and they also began to observe the surrounding environment.

This space seems to have been buried for many years, and it was not completely opened until this moment, after Qingzhou and the others entered, the demon cultivators fell from the sky one after another, and they all rose like dumplings.

"That's it. Pan's mother's eyes were confused, and she looked in a certain direction, and her aunt's breath came from that direction.

Qingzhou found something more important, because the floating island under his feet was not a simple earth and stone, but was driven by the input of demonic energy, and it could control the direction of travel, as if it was a flat boat.

Next, Pan Muying also discovered this secret, and whispered in Qingzhou's ear, "Do me a favor and drive the levitation in that direction." ”

Qingzhou didn't know why, but when he saw Pan Muying's serious expression, he still drove to float in the air and flew in that direction.

Along the way, the floating islands were wobbly and very unstable, and they rubbed against other floating islands several times, and large pieces of earth and rocks loosened and fell.

"It's close, it's close. "Pan Muying's heart is beating very fast, as if it is coming out of her throat at any moment.

In the middle of countless floating islands, there is a huge island, compared to the floating island at the foot of Qingzhou, it is simply pitiful.

The hills on that island seem to be artificially created, forming the shape of a mausoleum.

"Could it be that this is the burial ground of Geshu Demon Venerable?" Pure Island had countless questions in her heart, "But how did she know that this was in this direction?"

"Let's go up, quickly, before anyone else finds out. "Pan Mu Ying, pulling Qingzhou, is about to jump onto the huge island.

"Wait. ”

Ilha took out a piece of steel rope from his arms, plunged one end deep under his feet, grabbed the other end of the rope and flew down to the huge island, looking for the raised rock, and tied the rope around several times.

The petite floating island is like a fast boat, and Qingzhou can be driven by demonic energy, but when it comes to the huge island, he can't drive it at all with his strength, so he must leave a way back.

Watching Qingzhou tie the floating island to the stone, Pan Muying couldn't help but admire Qingzhou for being thoughtful, if she didn't keep the floating island, when they came out, it was very likely that they would not be able to find the floating island to leave.

The huge hill in the middle of the island is in the shape of a tombstone, and if you take a few steps forward, you will see a shocking scene.

A huge sarcophagus like a house, placed in the center of the clearing, around the eight directions, each kneeling eight corpses, except for the appearance is slightly dry, the appearance is lifelike, and the same as before life, obviously all Mahayana Demon Venerables.

On the huge hill behind the sarcophagus, there are eight big characters engraved, "The place where the Geshu Demon Venerable rests".

That's right, this giant coffin is where the remains of Geshu Demon Venerable are located, and the corpses kneeling around them are the henchmen of the catastrophe who escorted the corpses in.

"Strange, it's clearly the top ten henchmen, why are there two missing?" Qingzhou muttered strangely.

Pan Muying's eyes fell on one of the corpses, it was the only woman among the eight corpses, her face was calm and serene, and her appearance was somewhat similar to Pan Muying, obviously the aunt and grandmother he had been looking for for a long time.

Qingzhou came back to his senses, looked along Pan Muying's gaze, and vaguely guessed a little bit of the inside story.

"It's not a secret, I came here to retrieve a treasure in the clan, in addition, I won't take any treasure inheritance, and please rest assured. ”

Pan Muying was honest and unfair to Qingzhou, and she was uneasy in her heart, after all, she had hidden it from Qingzhou before, and it was not surprising that Qingzhou was angry and roaring at him.

Unexpectedly, Qingzhou's expression was faint and he nodded, "Okay then!"

Pan Muying looked at Qingzhou in surprise, and when she saw that Qingzhou didn't seem to be lying, her expression softened, and her gaze at Qingzhou was a little more.

Qingzhou has never seen the corpse of the Transitional Demon Venerable, the one he saw before was an illusion created by the Gray Weasel, and the eight corpses in front of him were the real relics of the Crossing Demon Venerable, even if he had been dead for many years, he still exuded a faint coercion.

If Qingzhou and Panmuying want to reach the central sarcophagus, they must resist the coercion of the Demon Venerable, and there is no other way to go.

A few steps forward, close to the body of a Crossing Demon Venerable, the closer the distance, the greater the pressure Qing Zhou felt, and when he walked ten zhang in front of the corpse, he couldn't go any further.

Infinite coercion exploded in Qingzhou's chest, and the huge force threw him backwards, landing a hundred zhang away before he could stand firm.

"I can't get in, I have to find a way. Qingzhou said to Pan Muying.

Pan Mu pursed her lips, and before she could speak, she was interrupted by an exclamation in mid-air.

A demon cultivator fell from above, knocking on the center of the huge island, and the foothold was not far from Qingzhou and Panmuying.

The demon cultivator stood up, looked at the surroundings, and immediately fell on the huge sarcophagus in the center of the clearing, stunned for a moment, and then showed an expression of ecstasy.

"Oh my God, my Spirit Demon actually found the relics of Geshu Demon Venerable, developed, developed. ”

The more the Spirit Demon thought about it, the more excited he became, and his expression was extremely intoxicated, as if he had seen that he had obtained the relic, cultivated to the realm of the Demon Venerable, and dominated the Sea of Demon Law.

Suddenly, Lingli Demon's eyes tightened, and when he saw Qingzhou and Pan Muying standing next to him, he immediately recognized the thin and tall male cultivator holding an iron staff, as if he was a wanted rusty staff man.

"If you want to live, get out of here!"

A purple glow rose above the head of the Spirit Demon Demon, and in the chaotic area of the Sea of Demon Law, he was also the lord who occupied one side, with tens of thousands of demon cultivators under his command, including many Mahayana demon cultivators.

The reason why the Spirit Demon was able to suppress his subordinates was because of his extremely strong strength, his demonic energy was far deeper than his peers, and he was born with divine power, his gestures were like a raging wind, and the weak ones couldn't stand in front of him.

"It's you who should get out, obviously we arrived first. Pan Mu Ying was worried about the contents of the sarcophagus, and she was extremely disgusted with this uninvited guest.

Qing Zhou didn't speak, and looked at the spirit demon indifferently.

The Spirit Demon laughed, "Then you just want to die!"

As soon as the words fell, a bluestone sledgehammer appeared in the hand of the Lingli Demon, and it was shot out towards the two of them.

The fierce hammer wind came in an instant, and Pan Muying's face changed, who would have thought that the demon cultivator in front of her would make an extraordinary move, far exceeding her estimate.

However, the pan mother did not back down, and folded her hands into flowers, bright patterns intertwined and elongated, piercing the hammer wind all the way, making the sound of the cloth tearing.

The spirit demon felt resistance, and the pattern made by the coiled mother was actually dragging the sledgehammer, and under the heavy pressure, the pattern was twisted and deformed, but the speed of the sledgehammer's fall slowly decreased, as if it was in a quagmire.

The pan mother tassel exerted its strength again, and the shiny pattern stretched out like a long vine, flying into the bluestone sledgehammer, trying to push the sledgehammer backwards.