He still wants to go and have a look.

If you don’t go and see, where can you accumulate merit?

Is it chopping wood? That's too slow.

The world is about to be in chaos, and it is the king to be as strong as possible.

The old woman left here.

The four elders were also preparing to adjust their breathing.

"Senior, where is that ancient divine ruin?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

"Little brother, don't ask too much. There is an extremely dangerous place. There is already a strange thing. If the seventh-level master goes, there is a danger of destruction."

An elder shook his head.

"I don't want to go, I just want to ask curiously."

Zhang Yuan said.

"That is a ruin under the jurisdiction of my Holy Church. It has been excavated for more than a thousand years and has not been dug up yet. It is located in the southeast of my Holy Church."

The elder said, "Little brother, I repeatedly warn you not to go over."

"Thank you, senior."

Zhang Yuan bowed.

The elder walked towards the distance.

He has already persuaded him. If Zhang Yuan still wants to go, then he has no choice.

Even if he didn't tell Zhang Yuan where the forbidden area was, Zhang Yuan could still learn from others, so whether he said or not would have little impact.

Seeing that the four elders disappeared in the distance, Zhang Yuan touched his chin and began to think.

Go or not?

Wealth and honor are in danger, and staying here is not a solution.

Well, I just can't get in outside, right?

If there is danger, it will be retracted.

Zhang Yuan quickly took the attention.

He ran to Fengquan again, asked Fengquan for the specific address, and then prepared to set off, put the mask given by the old Taoist "Get Up" on his face again, found a veil to cover his head, and flew towards the divine ruins.

As soon as he left the Holy Saint of Heaven, he heard all kinds of news about him.

As expected, just like what Chunyang Zhenren said, the entire fairy world wanted him.

Not only did he announce his original portrait to the entire fairy world, but his portrait of disguising as [Ziyang Zhenren] was also spread.

Now he has become a veritable figure in the fairy world.

There were voices of him everywhere.

Zhang Yuan curled his lips secretly and avoided several groups of people who were yelling to capture him along the way.

Most of these people are sixth-level masters.

There are very few seventh-level masters.

Generally, seventh-level masters are very graceful. Even if they want to catch him, they will do it directly and will not compete blindly.

Several hours later, Zhang Yuan came to the front of a vast ruin.

He approached here carefully.

The outside of the ruins was already surrounded by warriors, densely packed, and I don’t know how many.

It is almost the same as the ancient city where something happened some time ago.

Most people came to watch the fun, and all kinds of discussion sounded and buzzed.

Many people escaped from the ruins and belonged to the disciples of the Holy Sect of Heaven.

But these disciples were all pale and covered in blood. They sat on the ground, full of fear.

They were surrounded by a group of warriors and asked this and that, and various questions kept coming.

Zhang Yuan first looked ahead of the ruins.

The entire ruins were filled with red mist, covering the sky and the sun, and flying sand and stones were extremely terrifying.

Many sixth-level masters tried on the edge of the red fog and shot out powerful palm powers to try to dispel the red fog, but the results were minimal.

There are also some more courageous people who have chains wrapped around their waists, and their other end is pulled by their companions, and they go deep into the red fog and explore inside.

But as he stumbled on, his companions pulled the chains and only half was left.

The warrior with chains wrapped around his waist had disappeared at some point, and he didn't even scream.

His companion immediately grabbed half of the chain and cried loudly, his voice shrill.

There were still many people who tried a few times on the edge and then took the initiative to enter the red fog, as if they were possessed by evil spirits. It was useless to call anyone and quickly disappeared inside.

Zhang Yuan frowned secretly when he saw it.

What a terrible area.

"We dug out a blood pool, and a crystal coffin emerged from it. A pair of dead bones were buried. There was a divine sword inserted into it. It was still moving after countless years of death. An elder of my sect was caught and his heart was broken when he met. He died in a bad life."
Chapter completed!