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Chapter 483 Change

Buzz!

The invisible sound waves are repeated back and forth.

Wang Yuan and Bu Chengfei moved forward quickly in this section of the sea.

Wang Yuan is fine. Even though this soul attack is very powerful, Wang Yuan's foundation has accumulated to an extremely deep level. Coupled with the defense of the little soul mysterious light, it is not a problem to resist this attack.

But Bu Chengfei's face turned pale as he walked along the way.

Finally, a stick of incense passed and the sound waves dissipated.

Bu Chengfei staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Senior brother laughed."

Bu Chengfei took a deep breath, took out a pill and took it, sat cross-legged and meditated to recover.

Wang Yuan was not in a hurry, stayed around and slowly recuperated.

This section of the sound wave area is really hard to walk.

More than half of the monks who entered this place would suffer heavy casualties, but even if they were to change directions, the difference would not be big.

This netherworld is full of dangers.

After half an hour, Bu Chengfei stood up and his soul recovered most of his life.

"Since it's done, then go ahead."

Wang Yuan said, and the light shone above his body.

The two continued to fly towards the core position of the Netherworld Sea.

Along the way, the two talked about the past.

After the separation in Jiuhua Sea, Bu Chengfei continued to travel and practice. The ancestor of the Bu family once left several secret realms, including many treasures. Bu Chengfei found several, but there were no shortage of cultivation resources.

In addition, Bu Chengfei himself has good strength and has been practicing diligently all the way, which has reached this point.

With a body of magic power condensed, there are four types of magic that have reached the level of perfection.

This is almost the standard for the peak monks in the stage of the throne.

call!

As they chatted, the two walked for five days before they stopped in front of a fog.

The fog in front of me was surrounded by clouds. From the outside, I could not tell what was in the fog at all, and the strange aura was in the fog.

"Senior brother, this place is a bit strange!"

Bu Chengfei spoke.

Wang Yuan nodded. Both of them practiced spiritual eye-like magic. When they opened their eyes, they could see the fog's reality.

"This fog should be related to the Nether Tree in this world. There are strange Nether Snakes, which are extremely dangerous. Some Nether Snakes have spatial powers, so be careful."

Wang Yuan opened his mouth to instruct.

Bu Chengfei's expression subsided and he nodded.

Bu Chengfei thought this was the information collected by Tianhe Immortal Sect. In fact, this is just your own experience Wang Yuan.

Back then, there was a secret realm in Jiuhua Sea, including the Netherworld Tree, and Wang Yuan even obtained the Netherworld Fruit. Wang Yuan still remembered that trip to the secret realm.

The fog is exactly the same as the fog in this place.

call!

The two of them shone with their escape light and entered the fog.

But when you get into the fog, it’s different.

This place is no longer a sea area, but a sacred mountain that is countless feet high.

The sacred mountain is towering, with various rocks and spiritual trees on it.

"No, what the sect message clearly states is a maze formed by the Netherworld Sea. How come it is like this now?"

An incredible look appeared in Wang Yuan's eyes.

This world is unique, but there are many rules.

For example, the place where the Seven Star Sea area enters this world is the Netherworld Sea Eye. Therefore, the place where you arrive is also the convergence of water flow, and the place where you finally enter is also a maze of sea areas.

The spiritual essence of heaven and earth is the water of the yellow spring and several other treasures.

But now it's different.

Bu Chengfei looked puzzled:

"How is this possible? This place is so vast, and it is so many feet in a radius. If it turns from a maze in the sea area into such a deep mountain, even a monk in the Tribulation stage will not be able to do it."

Wang Yuan nodded.

This change is really incredible.

The messages left by the sect should not be fake.

In this case, there should be inexplicable changes.

"Let's go, hope this change is not a bad thing."

Wang Yuan didn't say much.

No matter what is ahead, you have to go there.

Continue along the deep mountains.

The higher you go, the more fog.

Among the surrounding rocks, some broken temples and incomplete palaces gradually appeared. The temples and palaces were abandoned for unknown lengths.

The two searched separately.

Wang Yuan walked in a palace for a long time and saw the broken runes on the palace.

I don’t know how long these runes have passed, but only a trace of charm is left, and most of them have dissipated.

However, Wang Yuan still gained some gains by comprehending these runes:

"These runes are similar to some runes in the Pure Yang Diyuan Netherworld Flowing Water Scroll. They are runes that have been cultivated by refining the water of the Yellow Spring. This place must be inherited by some sect. Unfortunately, they were abandoned in the end."

Wang Yuan knew in his heart.

This place was not destroyed.

But abandoned.

Whether it is a palace, a temple, or something else.

All are the same.

Wang Yuan even thought about it. The place was initially in the underworld. For some reason, it suddenly torn apart and finally slowly entered the lower realm.

And the sects and creatures in this world began to migrate.

Things were too sudden and they left in a hurry.

A great monk used his supernatural powers to directly move the creatures here.

Therefore, this place will be like this.

Palaces and temples are rarely destroyed, and they are slowly destroyed after a long period of experience.

After leaving the palace, Wang Yuan felt the magic power fluctuations coming from another temple. Seeing this, Wang Yuan shone with his body and quickly approached.

After a while, Wang Yuan arrived and saw Bu Chengfei fighting with two other monks.

The light shines above Bu Chengfei's body, and the pure sun's aura is brilliant and upright.

The body was extremely strong, and his hands turned into palms and flew out with one palm. In addition, even the peak monks of the two of them only relied on magic weapons to tie the game at this moment.

When Wang Yuan arrived, the divine sword behind him buzzed and flew up.

The sword energy of Chongtian appeared.

The two of them begged for mercy:

"Two fellow Taoists show mercy, show mercy. We have to deal with the people of Xuechan Temple. Why should we separate life and death here?"

"Um?"

Wang Yuan's heart moved and waved his hand.

Bu Chengfei also stopped hearing this.

Wang Yuan's sword intent surged, stared at the two of them and asked:

"What kind of sect are you two?"

"I come from Xuanyuan Sect."

The two led the man spoke.

"Xuanyuan Sect?"

Wang Yuan frowned. This sect seemed to have appeared in the Seven Star Sea. Tens of thousands of years ago, it was a small sect. Several Jindan-stage cultivators appeared, which were later destroyed.

"Where are you from, where did you come in, and you actually enter here?"

Wang Yuan understood as soon as he moved his heart.

These two people must not be from the Seven Star Sea.

Otherwise, it would not have been from Xuanyuan Sect.

Seeing this, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, and the other spoke:

"This fellow Taoist, we came from the Xuanyuan Sect of the Dongluan Mountains, and came in from the Eye of Earth Yuan in the south. However, for some reason, this Earth Yuanshen Mountain moved here, so we came."
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