Li Yan said with some regret that if this place could still be kept intact, he really hoped to find more useful information, including clues about the Desolate Moon Continent.

Unfortunately, time has passed and everything useful and useless has been looted.

But even so, it still ignited hope in the hearts of Li Yan and Zhao Min. It was really possible to find the "Haohan Stone" again in such a strange place.

At first glance, the monks here are from mixed backgrounds, and their life experiences are richer and more exciting.

Although the "Xunxian Lineage" cannot fly before becoming immortals, the places they have visited are definitely no less than those of a monk who has been practicing outside.

At this time, Li Yan and Zhao Min's auras converged again and they covered themselves up again.

The first floor of the underground secret cave is filled with endless dusk, and as far as the eye can see are ruins and broken walls and yellow sand everywhere.

After staying here for a long time, the endless aura of old age gives people a feeling of decadence in their hearts.

Just as Li Yan was communicating with Zhao Min, he suddenly let out a light sigh, then turned his head and looked in one direction, and a broken ancient pagoda appeared in his consciousness.

The ancient pagoda originally had many floors, but the upper half has disappeared. The top of the dilapidated tower is covered with weeds rising up into the sky. Only three floors are exposed with yellow sand below.

"There is a breath of spiritual energy fluctuations there!"

Zhao Min also noticed a slight fluctuation of spiritual energy in the tower, which was nothing at first.

Although this place is a desert, there are many things that contain spiritual energy, such as those scattered weapon racks before.

However, the trace of spiritual energy in the tower is somewhat inconsistent with the swimming direction of the spiritual energy in the surrounding void. The performance is extremely subtle, and it may be ignored by an oversight.
Chapter completed!