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Chapter 1869 The second Wang Mingren?

"The flower demon has been here before! Could it be that it chased Junior Brother Li and came here?"

Daoist Xuanling was puzzled.

"Probably not. Your junior brother's aura disappeared in the sea of ​​flowers. It may be the flower demon chasing other monks, maybe Tian junior sister."

Wang Changsheng's gaze was solemn, and the double-eyed rat's sense of smell was keen, so he would never make a mistake.

One thing is certain, the flower demon came here, maybe chasing other Nascent Soul cultivators.

"The other murdered monk didn't have any relics?"

Wang Ruyan asked Daoist Xuanling.

Master Xuanling took out a cyan futon, sniffed the double-eyed mouse a few times, and there was nothing unusual.

"It could be Bai Ling'er, or it could be Fairy Ziyue."

Wang Changsheng said in a deep voice, the twin-eyed mouse didn't smell the breath of another monk, and the rest were naturally Ziyue Fairy and Bai Ling'er.

Of course, it could be other monsters, but judging from the dozens of huge pits on the ground, it doesn't look like a monster.

"Senior Wang, this junior is willing to explore the way and see what the end is."

Yang Fengming took the initiative to invite Ying. He still has dozens of years of lifespan, and he will die sooner or later. If he can do something for Qinglian Immortal Couple, his family may be able to benefit.

There was a hint of appreciation in Wang Changsheng's eyes, and he ordered: "Okay, you go to explore the way, if you encounter danger, I will rescue you."

Yang Fengming responded, he sacrificed a light blue bead, and injected a magic formula, after the blue bead turned around, a piece of blue light hung down to cover his whole body.

Yang Fengming flew towards the volcanic group. As soon as he entered the volcanic group, a deafening thunder sounded from the sky. Several thick red lightning bolts pierced the sky, fell from the sky, and struck the cyan glow. Flame, went straight to Yang Fengming.

The cyan light on Yang Fengming's body flickered non-stop, and within ten breaths, the cyan light shattered, and the cyan beads turned into a pile of cyan debris.

A huge thunder sounded, and more than a dozen thick red lightning pierced the sky, and appeared above Yang Fengming's head in an instant.

Yang Fengming's face turned pale, and at this moment, a big blue hand appeared out of thin air, suddenly blocking more than ten red lightning bolts.

With a loud rumbling noise, the big blue hand collapsed, turning into bits of aura and disappearing.

Yang Fengming took the opportunity to retreat, his eyes full of fear.

"Ordinary defensive magic weapons don't seem to be useful. I guess we need to defend against spiritual treasures."

Wang Ruyan said thoughtfully.

Wang Changsheng put away the wooden demon and the double-eyed mouse, raised his right hand, eighteen blue lights flew out, circled around them, and countless blue sea water gushed out, turning into a huge blue water curtain, protecting them inside.

A group of people walked towards the volcano group, not fast.

The roaring sound continued, and streaks of red lightning struck down on the blue water curtain, like mud like a sea, disappearing without a trace. The billowing flames approached the blue water curtain, and a white mist erupted immediately.

An hour later, they left the volcanic group, and a giant peak that reached into the sky appeared in front of them. The area above the mountainside was covered by thick fog, and they couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.

"Hey, there's something at the foot of the mountain."

Wang Ruyan snorted lightly, and Wufeng's eyes hovered between her brows.

Wang Changsheng released the wooden demon and the double-eyed mouse. The wooden demon burrowed into the ground, and the ground shook slightly.

Not long after, a ball the size of a pigeon's egg flew out of the ground and landed on Wang Changsheng's hand.

"Sensing bead, it seems to be a sensory bead refined by Junior Sister Tian."

Wang Changsheng said with some uncertainty, he handed the induction beads to Master Xuanling.

Master Xuanling observed carefully and shook his head: "This sensory bead is light in texture. It is not the sensory bead used by our Xuanling Sect. It should not be left by Junior Sister Sun."

To be able to pass through the volcanic group, at least one must have a defensive magic weapon. Ordinary defensive magic weapons cannot block the prohibition of the volcanic group at all.

Fairy Ziyue happened to have a defensive spirit treasure, the Golden Turtle Shield, which was given to her by Wang Changsheng.

"It should be Junior Sister Tian, ​​she may be trapped here."

Wang Ruyan looked at Jufeng, her face became serious.

The wooden demon and the double-eyed mouse opened the way in front, not fast, and they followed behind, not fast.

Half a quarter of an hour later, they arrived at the top of the mountain and appeared on a bluestone plaza covering an extremely large area. The ground was covered with blue moss. A huge blue tower over a hundred feet high was located in the center of the square. With three big characters, the spiritual light keeps flowing, and countless mysterious runes can be seen.

"Guangfeng Pagoda, this is really Kuangfeng Zhenjun's sitting cave, it seems that someone has broken into it."

Master Xuanling said in surprise, his eyes were fiery.

"Senior Wang, this junior is going to explore the way."

Yang Fengming took the initiative to invite Ying, he released a blue spirit fox, walked in front, he followed behind, one person and one beast walked into the Storm Tower.

After a while, Yang Fengming came out and said excitedly: "Senior Wang, Senior Wang, this is really the sitting cave of Kuangfeng Zhenjun, and his inheritance is here."

Wang Changsheng put away the wooden demon and the double-eyed mouse, and walked in, followed by the others.

Walking into the Blast Tower, you will be greeted by a spacious hall. The floor is made of some kind of blue masonry, and there are exquisite murals engraved on the stone wall. .

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were shocked when they saw the man in the blue shirt on the mural, and they looked at each other in blank dismay.

"No way! There are such similar people in the world?"

Wang Changsheng talked to himself, staring at the man in blue.

The man in the green shirt was exactly the same as Wang Mingren, as if carved out of the same mold.

"Do you know this person? Is he really Kuangfeng Zhenjun?"

Wang Ruyan asked in a deep voice, judging from the writing on the stone wall, the man in the blue shirt is True Lord Kuangfeng, and no one deliberately leaves a portrait of others in his Zuohua cave.

"This person is True Monarch Kuangfeng. The ancestors of our Yang family intersected with him, and there is a portrait of him in the clan."

Yang Fengming said with certainty.

"Maybe they look alike!"

As Wang Changsheng said this, his heart was agitated. Generally speaking, siblings would look exactly alike, and non-sibling brothers would at most have some similarities. It is really rare to say that they look exactly alike.

Wang Mingren and True Monarch Kuangfeng are obviously two people, and they lived tens of thousands of years apart, could it be reincarnation?Or is it a coincidence?

The stairs leading to the second floor had several distinct footprints, clearly someone had been there.

At the end of the stairs was a gleaming blue light curtain, which blocked their way, and they couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.

Master Xuanling sacrificed two cyan flying knives, and chopped them on the cyan light curtain, and there were two muffled sounds, but the cyan light curtain remained motionless.

More than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators joined forces to attack, but the cyan light curtain remained motionless.

"Okay, I'll come!"

Wang Changsheng told them to retreat, he walked in front of the blue light curtain, his right fist lit up with a dazzling blue light, and smashed towards the blue light curtain.

With a muffled "bang", the cyan light curtain sank, as if it was about to shatter.

(End of this chapter)