The name is grassland, but it is actually more lush and secluded than the densest forest.

Countless moon-burial trees grow densely, with pure white trunks glowing faintly, but the top suddenly fluffs out, with lush leaves, like a huge green flower.

There are spirits in the buried moon, pouring out sad songs.

Ye Ning felt as if she had lost her way and looked around in confusion.

His spiritual consciousness is comparable to that of an immortal king. It stands to reason that as long as he does not enter the illusion array, there is absolutely no chance of getting lost. The Tibetan Grassland is naturally formed, and it is absolutely impossible to have an illusion array. Therefore, there is only one possibility, his spiritual consciousness

was disturbed.

Ye Ning frowned slightly.

He has passed through the territory of four thirteenth-level monsters and penetrated at least four thousand miles into the Hidden Grassland, but he still has not reached the very center of the grassland. However, he has a hunch that the Winged Human Clan's hiding place is not far ahead.

Because, he felt a breath.

The aura of the strong!

During the spiritual exploration, there was a mysterious figure!

That figure was mysterious and ghostly, but its aura was huge, soaring straight into the sky.

Ye Ning had a feeling that as long as that figure took action, he would never be able to escape, and he would probably fall into the Tiangyu Grassland! In fact, he did not dare to stare at that figure, as if he would fall into it if he was not careful, and would be trapped forever.

Enter reincarnation.

Who is it?

Yuluo Xianjun?

Countless years passed through Ye Ning's mind. That figure was definitely not Immortal Lord Yuluo. Such a powerful and powerful existence should not even exist in Qingluo Continent. Only the fairy world can have such a existence!

what to do?!

Ye Ning did not retreat but advanced, quickly running towards the figure.

A few breaths later, Ye Ning discovered a group of palaces with no boundaries in the depths of the hidden grassland. The figure was standing on the most majestic palace in the center.

"Who is coming?"

A hoarse voice came from the figure.

Ye Ning said respectfully: "Ye Ning, the Lord of Fantasy City, pays my respects to my senior."

"Oh?" the voice asked curiously: "Are you the mysterious monk who rose rapidly in the human race? Yes, yes, in less than a hundred years, you were able to grow to such an extent that you can be called a monster. Even in the fairy world,

The disciples of the five great Heavenly Emperors are also very eager."

Ye Ning was calculating quickly in his mind. When he heard this man's words, it seemed that he came from the fairy world! He asked cautiously: "Senior, is he a strong spirit clan person from the fairy world?"

"Haha. Little guy, that's interesting. Unfortunately, you guessed wrong. My name is Yu Luo, and I am from the Winged Human Clan."

Ye Ning was shocked and said: "How is that possible?!"

Although Yu Luo is powerful, he definitely does not have such a fearsome aura as the figure in front of him! The person in front of him makes Ye Ning extremely fearful. It seems that he can kill him with just a raise of his hand. He is definitely not the third-grade virtual immortal Yu Luo!

"Haha." The voice said kindly: "Little friend, there is no need to be surprised. I am indeed Yu Luo of the Winged Human Race, but this figure is not mine, but was given by the elders in the immortal world. I know the things in the immortal world, and this is also the source.

The revelation of this figure.”

"So that's it." Ye Ning sighed: "The aristocratic background is so profound that Ye Mou can't even match it. I think fellow Taoist Yuluo can guess a thing or two about Ye Mou's purpose of coming here. What do you think?"

Yu Luo sighed and said: "I can indeed guess a little bit of Taoist friend's thoughts. However, I really have something to hide, and I'm afraid I will disappoint you Taoist friend."

Ye Ning shook his head, puzzled. With the aura of this figure, even if he could only attack for a breath, it would be enough to wipe out all the Nightmare clan. How could Immortal Yuluo be willing to let all the monks of the clan huddle here and linger?
Chapter completed!