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Chapter 307 Millennium Scrophulariaceae
"Previously there was no saint in the Extreme Yin Holy Land, but it was suddenly announced a year ago that the saint was coming. It's really unbelievable." Lan Ruohai said.

Zhao Wushuang's heart moved. Wasn't it the time when Lord Yinhua took Yun Nishang away a year ago?

"Brother, can you explain in more detail?" Zhao Wushuang asked.

Seeing Zhao Wushuang's question, Lan Ruohai pondered for a while and said, "I'm not very clear about the details, but I just know that a holy woman suddenly appeared in the Jiyin Holy Land a year ago, and this incident caused a little commotion."

Zhao Wushuang nodded slightly, it seemed that she was right, the person in front of her must be her.

After Lord Yinhua brings Yun Nishang back, she must develop according to her physique. People with a pure yin body can cultivate extremely fast. If Yun Nishang hadn't deliberately suppressed her own cultivation speed for the family's great cause, I am afraid that she has already reached half a step by now. Wu Zun.

But Zhao Wushuang is very clear about the meaning of the existence of the Holy Maiden. She will become the Taoist companion of the Holy Son in the future. This kind of thing must not happen!
She is my fiancee, Zhao Wushuang!
Zhao Wushuang stared straight at Yun Nishang, and when he saw the letter lock pendant on the other's chest, a warm current flowed through his heart.

"It seems she hasn't forgotten."

The spiritual tidal riots continued, and I saw a multicolored divine light suddenly rushing towards the sky, and the entire sky was covered by this light.

Incomparably pure spiritual energy flowed out from the void, and everyone present was bathed in this waterfall of spiritual power, enjoying it very much.

"It's coming!" Zhao Wushuang was looking forward to it, the ancient ruins were finally about to open.

"Every time the ancient ruins are opened for a period of time, this time is not fixed, there are long and short, I hope this time it can last longer." Lan Ruohai said.

Zhao Wushuang looked at the crowd, roughly counted them, and found that there were more than 2000 people!

What kind of scary number is this?

Two thousand people competed for the opportunity, and none of these people were ordinary people.

"Sure enough, it's a once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity. The ancient ruins are famous outside, so I'm afraid it will attract a lot of influence?" Zhao Wushuang squinted his eyes and looked at the people in black robes not far away. The aura of these people was a bit strange, as if Not the same as them.

Lan Ruohai followed Zhao Wushuang's gaze, was slightly taken aback, and said in a deep voice, "That's someone from Jiulixuan Palace."

"Jiuli Xuan Palace?" Zhao Wushuang showed confusion.

Lan Ruohai nodded, his expression was not so good-looking: "Jiuli Xuan Palace doesn't practice Taoism, it's a kind of incantation, it specializes in studying the soul, if you meet them, you must be very careful."

Zhao Wushuang nodded, thinking to himself: "No wonder."

He has heard of incantations occasionally, this kind of secret art is extremely strange, it seems that it is not within the Three Thousand Ways, but another cultivation system.

Those who are strong in the study of incantations can hear that they can curse and kill millions of miles away, which is extremely terrifying.

However, at this moment, Zhao Wushuang felt an extremely fierce murderous intent. He looked in the direction of the murderous intent and found that it was Xuanfeng who had killed him earlier.

"It's him?" Zhao Wushuang frowned tightly. Judging from his appearance, it seemed that he had snatched the desolate decree.

Xuanfeng firmly held the sword in his hand, the sword's intent reached the sky, and his murderous intent was revealed.

Zhao Wushuang looked at him without fear, although this guy was strong, but if he didn't have eyes and wanted to seek death, Zhao Wushuang would not mind helping him.

Being able to kill his avatar, beheading his real body is also a no-brainer.

boom!
There was a loud noise, and a multicolored vortex suddenly appeared in the void, and streams of incomparably pure spiritual energy suddenly gushed out, and the simple and simple atmosphere permeated.

In an instant, everyone flew towards the colorful vortex, so fast that people only saw a black shadow.

"The ancient ruins have been opened! Let's go." Lan Ruohai said to the three of them.

"En!" Su Yu and Lan Chuli nodded, and flew forward floating in the air.

Lan Ruohai followed closely behind, Zhao Wushuang was still looking at Xuanfeng, his aura kept rising.

"If I meet you in the ancient ruins, I will kill you." Xuanfeng's lips moved slightly, but Zhao Wushuang could still read his meaning from it.

"Hehe, I just wanted to say this to you too." Zhao Wushuang shrugged and smiled.

Xuanfeng gave Zhao Wushuang a final cold look, and then flew towards the ancient ruins.

Zhao Wushuang didn't go in until almost everyone had entered.

When he first touched the colorful vortex, the ancient order in Zhao Wushuang's system space blazed brightly, and an irresistible force suddenly sucked Zhao Wushuang in.

The world was spinning, Zhao Wushuang's mind was blurred for a while, and after an unknown period of time, he stepped on a piece of ground.

"What a pure aura!" Zhao Wushuang took a deep breath and sighed.

Slowly opened his eyes, the sights that fell were all huge trees that were extremely thick and pierced into the sky, and the simple and simple atmosphere rushed over.

"It can be opened once in a thousand years. Who drafted this rule?" Zhao Wushuang recalled that the secret realm of the Extreme Spirit is also opened periodically, because there are rules that belong to it.

Similarly, since the desolate ancient ruins need the desolate ancient order to enter, then this place must be dominated by someone.

Zhao Wushuang's consciousness spread out, and he noticed that there were no other people within a thousand miles, that is to say, this was a random teleportation.

"With 2000 people entering, there is no one within a thousand miles, so how big are the ruins here?" Zhao Wushuang sighed inwardly.

Finding a random direction, Zhao Wushuang swept forward.

After flying for a quarter of an hour, Zhao Wushuang skimmed the area of ​​thousands of miles. What shocked him was that he didn't see a single person, and he had never seen any monsters.

He has harvested a lot along the way, picking up no less than ten sixth-grade treasure medicines.

"It's really a blessed place. The ancient ruins have been around for thousands of years. With this kind of pure aura, I'm afraid it can help countless geniuses and treasures?"

However, after flying forward for a certain distance, Zhao Wushuang's spiritual sense sensed a treasure and stopped suddenly.

"Millennium Scrophulariaceae?" Zhao Wushuang's eyes lit up, this is a rare treasure!

Immediately flew towards the destination, and after landing slowly, Zhao Wushuang immediately took out a jade box from the system space, ready to pick it.

Mutation!

Under Zhao Wushuang's stunned eyes, the thousand-year-old Scrophulariaceae jumped out of the soil, turning into a streamer and running towards the distance.

Zhao Wushuang was stunned in place. He rubbed his eyes, but he was right.

"Scrophulariaceae transforms into spirit? This is a real great medicine!" Zhao Wushuang was very surprised. It is difficult to see this kind of precious medicine that produces spiritual wisdom outside, but in this ancient ruins, he came across it so quickly.

Liuguang Shenyi suddenly appeared behind him, and Zhao Wushuang chased after him at an extremely terrifying speed.

"Scrophulariaceae, don't run away!"

The speed of the thousand-year-old Scrophulariaceae was so fast that Zhao Wushuang was almost thrown away by it.

A cloud of phoenix magic fire suddenly appeared in the hand, and under Zhao Wushuang's control, it directly formed a flame cage, descending from the sky, covering the millennium Scrophulariaceae.

Feeling the scorching heat around it, the thousand-year-old Scrophularia ginseng shivered and planted its head in the ground, not daring to show its head.

(End of this chapter)