Ling Xian looked through the diary left by this senior Gu Xiu, and his mood also fluctuated. As time went by, the situation became more and more tense, but it became more confusing.

Even the other party’s diary became extremely sloppy. I don’t know if it was because of the bad mood or the critical situation...

"There are not many fellow disciples, but no one chooses to retreat. Even if he dies, even if his soul returns to the underworld, we must draw his soul and refine his soul."

"Finally, we are about to catch up with that guy. Maybe this will be my last battle in the world of immortal cultivation. I don't know what the final result will be, and I don't know if I still have a chance to live. Yesterday, I broke through the bottleneck in the late stage of Tongxuan. Maybe this is a blessing in disguise, but with the enhanced strength, can I deal with that guy..."

There are not many diaries, and the news revealed in this article seems to be at the end of their journey, but even so, the monks of Huayu Sect still do not give up. They are already thinking that they are burning together.

The wind is whistling and the Yishui is cold. The hero will never return once he leaves. Ling Xian also feels that tragic emotion, and his expression becomes extremely solemn.

"I caught up with it, a big battle, the sky was dark, my fellow disciples advanced and fell, and I finally tore through the black gas that enveloped his body, but..."

The diary ended here abruptly, and I don’t know if it was not finished or was torn off by someone.

The final record is even more sloppy.

It is conceivable that in such a fierce battle, the other party should not have time to write any diary, but he just wrote it. Why is this?

Seven out of ten are to leave clues for future generations.

What does he want to tell future generations?

Ling Xian didn't know, because the most important thing was gone.

The other party seemed extremely surprised when he saw the murderer's true face, and felt incredible...

Who will the mysterious immortal cultivator be?

Ling Xian doesn't know.

However, according to the records in the diary, it is not difficult for him to make a guess.

The most important clue is that he seems to be a ghost, but he is very familiar with everything about Huayu Sect.

What's going on? These two points are simply contradictory.

Ling Xian frowned and thought.

On the one hand, he wanted to solve this puzzle, and on the other hand, he was wondering whether he should follow him or not.

The mysterious and terrifying monk fled here.

Will the weirdness that appears in his cave have something to do with him?

If the answer is yes, Ling Xian’s best choice now is to escape quickly.

Without any hesitation, the Emperor Lingkong finally advanced to the late stage of Tongxuan, and still lost with the help of his fellow disciples.

Although his own strength is far superior to that of the same level of immortal cultivators, he is far inferior to Venerable Lingkong.

If I met the mysterious monk on a narrow road and said unceremonious words, I would probably have no power to resist at all.

If this is the case, Ling Xian will certainly not seek death.

But the reason is that, but according to Ling Xian's speculation, the possibility of this situation is actually not high.

The reason is nothing special. I don’t know how many years have happened.

It is difficult to speculate on the specific year, but there will definitely be one hundred thousand years.

In such a long period of time, even if the mysterious and terrifying cultivator is still alive, it is absolutely impossible and will still stay here.

Unless he had a problem with his head, he had left here 100%.

Besides, with his strength, why should he pretend to be a god? Therefore, the strangeness of his cave should have little to do with him.

This thought flipped through his mind, and Ling Xian decided not to retreat, continue to move forward, and find out the whole story of the matter.

Of course, he would not leave like this. Before leaving, Ling Xian buried the bones of these monks.

Although they didn't know each other, these people were undoubtedly warriors, and the Master Lingkong was even more a master. Ling Xian could not do much for them, which was a sign of his respect.

Then, Lingxian set out on the road.

Along the way, it's not smooth.

From time to time, they would encounter attacks, including monsters and ghosts. Fortunately, their strength was not strong, and Ling Xian overcomes all the way. In this way, another day and night have passed.

There was no road ahead, and he finally reached the end of the underground cave.

Ling Xian frowned.

There is nothing, I am worried about whether I am too careful or going in the wrong direction.

For a moment, Ling Xian's cunning experience was also at a loss.

He did not give up halfway, but unexpectedly, he ended up with nothing. This was obviously unacceptable to Ling Xian.

He did not give up, so he released his spiritual consciousness and searched inch by inch nearby.

"Hey, this is..."

Hard work pays off, but suddenly, Ling Xian discovered something.

His figure flashed and came to the left. This was a mountain wall, but there were some runes engraved, which were just very light. If he didn't use spiritual searches and glances through it, he could really ignore the past.

Ling Xian got closer at this time, carefully

The more I looked, the more I frowned. The rune was a little weird. How could I say it? It looked like a pattern array or a seal. Ling Xian himself was confused. After all, he didn't have much research on it.

A hint of hesitation flashed across his face, but soon, his expression became firmer again.

After working hard and finally getting to this point, can it be a failure in the end?

Of course Ling Xian would not really make such a choice.

Fight!

Gripping his teeth, Ling Xian shook his sleeves, and the sword light slashed at the rune.

Thorn...

A light curtain emerged, blocking the sword light.

Ling Xian naturally would not stop and inject more mana.

In an instant, sword energy swarmed out in the sky and closed into the void. Ling Xian took a few steps and shouted loudly: "Slay!"

As he moved, a giant sword more than ten feet long appeared in the void. It was the sword energy that gathered together just now and condensed into the ground.

boom!

Accompanied by a shocking sound, the light curtain broke into pieces like glass.

The runes originally engraved on the huge stone disappeared.

Ling Xian blew a breath, turned into a strong wind, wiping away the smoke and dust in the sky. Then he came to the front of the mountain wall again and pushed it gently.

This time there was no barrier. A rumbling sound came to my ears. The huge rock weighing ten thousand pounds was pushed and fired by Ling Xian.

A huge hole appeared in front of me.

Ling Xian walked into it without hesitation.

Of course, it is full of defense.

Not only did he release his spiritual consciousness, but he also sacrificed his natal treasure.

Even so, Ling Xian still walked very slowly, beware of dangers that may arise at any time.

The cave is not long or short, about two hundred steps away. It took Ling Xian half an hour to finally reach the end. The eyes suddenly became clear and a little light appeared.
Chapter completed!