Honghuang: I am the Great Emperor of Longevity in the South Pole.

Huayang Zhenren's expression remained unchanged. "It's better to do it now than to wait for a day. Call your disciples and we will set off now!"

Yu Yuan's mind moved.

Then he saw a figure suddenly walked out from the back, and it was his disciple.

He carefully sensed it, and found no difference between the Yu Hua transformed by his uncle and the real disciple.

Yu Yuan naturally couldn't find it.

Chen Changsheng's transformation was transformed by the "Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art". Yu Yuan in the original trajectory couldn't even see the transformation of Yang Jian. His current attainments in the "Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art" were naturally not comparable to Yang Jian.

As for Zhuque, he naturally returned to the Flame Light Flag in the south.

Seeing his uncle approaching him.

Yu Yuan finally nodded in agreement.

The Winged Immortal and the Law Ring naturally had nothing to do with each other.

Seeing that everyone was ready, Yu Yuan naturally had no problem. Huayang Zhenren took the lead and headed for the ruins of the ancient fairyland.

The remaining Jiejiao disciples followed him in an orderly manner, keeping a certain distance.

Huayang Zhenren was able to find the traces of Fangzhang Island and Yingzhou Island, but he still needed to tell them that there was something strange.

They did want to go to the island to search for treasure, but they were not stupid people, and they still had the necessary precautions.

Moreover, the three of them were all Jiejiao disciples on this trip, relying on the advantage in numbers, they were not afraid at all.

Chen Changsheng was completely like Yu Hua, just standing next to Yu Yuan, as if he just wanted to gain some experience, he just focused on Huayang Zhenren.

Now Huayang Zhenren may have really recovered some of Dong Wanggong's memories, and he led them through the void very familiarly.

Time kept passing.

Suddenly, Chen Changsheng heard a slightly excited voice from Huayang Zhenren.

"We're here!"

Following the direction of Huayang Zhenren's voice, Chen Changsheng looked far away, and indeed found nothing.

The Winged Immortal had already been angry and said impatiently, "There is nothing to see here, any trace of an island?"

Chen Changsheng's expression did not change. Huayang Zhenren was the reincarnation of Dong Wanggong, and he should have kept some means to protect the two islands.

Otherwise, when the Immortal Court was destroyed, the two islands would not have disappeared. Each of these purple sky mortals has his own means.

They are not easy to deal with.

Huayang Zhenren showed a faint smile, but he pinched countless spells between his fingers, with a mysterious feeling.

"This is the Taixuan Talisman."

Chen Changsheng's heart moved slightly. According to legend, the Immortal Court used this talisman when it was first recorded. This should be regarded as the special talisman of Dong Wanggong, the first male immortal in the world.

As the talismans surrounded it.

The golden light slowly appeared, and finally turned into a square island with a palace of gold, jade and glazed tiles on it.

It was Fangzhang Island.

The most important thing on this island was not the buildings, but the spiritual roots and immortal herbs on it.

But now, at a glance, many spiritual roots had long been destroyed in the war in the past. Even if there were immortal herbs that survived, they would naturally look down on them from the perspective of the disciples of Jiejiao.

Huayang Zhenren glanced at the immortal herbs and spiritual roots, but did not care about them, but looked to the deepest part.

"Fangzhang Island has Huangzhongli, one of the ten best innate spiritual roots in the prehistoric world."

"Many Yuanhui have passed since the fall of Fangzhang Island and Yingzhou Island. During this period of time, several spiritual fruits should have grown."

Huangzhongli!

The eyes of all the cultivators present were shining.

This spiritual fruit is said to be a good thing that can help many cultivators directly enter the realm of Daluo Jinxian.

For these cultivators who are already at the Golden Immortal Realm, Huang Zhongli has no negative effects and can continuously consolidate their foundation.

If they knew that there was a top-grade innate spiritual root like Huang Zhongli on Fangzhang Island, even if they were not serving the Seven Immortals, many powerful disciples in the outer sect should have joined in.

Chen Changsheng's eyes flickered.

It was not surprising that there was Huang Zhongli on Fangzhang Island.

If the ancient fairy court had no foundation, what was the difference between it and salted fish?

But.

There was one thing that was a bit strange.

As the reincarnation of Dong Wanggong, since Huayang Zhenren knew that there was a top-grade innate spiritual root like Huang Zhongli on Fangzhang Island, he could take it by himself, so why did he drag them along?

Isn't this making things uncomfortable for himself?

At this time.

Yu Yuan, Yuyixian and Fajie should have had the same idea.

Huayang Zhenren looked aroundHe glanced at several Jiejiao disciples and smiled knowingly, "Don't think too much, I asked you to come here because I can't get Huangzhongli by myself."

"In the past, the Heavenly Court and the Immortal Court fought, and the place where Huangzhongli was was suppressed by Donghuang Taiyi with the power of the innate treasure Chaos Bell."

"Although the Demon King has fallen, the power of the Chaos Bell is still in it. If we want to take Huangzhongli, we have to work together to break the remaining power of the Chaos Bell."

"My power alone is not enough, and I need your help."

The power of the Chaos Bell!

The three Jiejiao disciples took a breath together.

If the remaining power of the Chaos Bell of Donghuang Taiyi, who was the first under the Saint in the last catastrophe, is really very difficult to deal with.

The Chaos Bell has the power to suppress the "Hongmeng World", the power to reverse the "Time and Space of the Heavens", the power to evolve the "Mystery of Heaven", and the ability to refine "Earth, Water, Fire and Wind".

It seemed normal to suppress Huang Zhongli.

The three cultivators took a deep breath, as if they recalled the figure of the great power in the last catastrophe.

Fajie faced the direction of Huayang Zhenren.

He already knew that the other party's words were true, and he couldn't wait to take these people to see what the remaining power of the Chaos Bell was.

"Let's go!"

Fajie spoke in a low voice, as if setting the tone for their trip.

The group immediately set up the escape light and rushed in the direction of Huang Zhongli.

When they arrived at the place where Huayang Zhenren was, the group was shocked. A huge shadow of the bell appeared there, and no weeds grew around it. The magnificent noble aura surrounded it, suppressing the space where Huang Zhongli was in an unstoppable manner.

Just a glance at it, there was an indescribable majesty.

The three disciples of Jiejiao didn't dare to breathe.

But Chen Changsheng didn't feel that way.

He didn't care about this phenomenon. After all, there was still the imprint of the Chaos Bell in his soul, which was not comparable to the phantom in front of him.