The demon witch is her white moonlight

That's all Le Xiaoyi said, and she can't say more.

"Let's go."

The scene inside the Shenlong Tomb is different from what Le Xiaoyi imagined. After seeing the gloomy Dragon Tomb, and finding the only Shenlong Tomb glowing with gold in a piece of dirty black soil, Le Xiaoyi thought that the inside of the Shenlong Tomb was also resplendent. It is expected that this tomb is unremarkable, except that it is large enough, it can even be called ordinary.

There is a branch road more than ten steps inward from the entrance, leading to several different directions. Le Xiaoyi closed his eyes and sensed it. As expected, Hongmeng Jianxin was also restricted by the aura of this place, and he dared not show his face easily.

She scanned every fork in the road, and her eyes stopped briefly in the shadows covered by rocks. A small and hidden mark floated out of the corner of her eyes, and Le Xiaoyi knew it in her heart.

There was movement from the entrance at the back, presumably new arrivals were about to arrive, Le Xiaoyi didn't intend to meet people, so he decisively chose the path he wanted: "This way."

Tianziyingwei Zhang and Zheng Fu followed her silently. They were only responsible for her safety. As for which way to go, they did not express their opinions.

The group of people in front had already disappeared, and Le Xiaoyi and Tianziying guard quickly followed up. Not long after, they found several traces of fighting in the corridor, as well as a few puddles of undried blood.

Zheng Fu caressed the scratches on the blade of a sword on the wall: "This is the seventh form of Qing Chan swordsmanship practiced by Elder Yu Xin."

Although Elder Yu Xin is a sword cultivator, but at his level, he seldom fights with others. It was an accident when he was ambushed by Xuantian Palace before, but here he confronts swords and swords with others, and he seems to have encountered a strong enemy.

"Let's go faster and see if we can catch up with them." Le Xiaoyi quickened his pace, followed by Chief Tianziying and Elder Zheng Fu.

The corridor gets wider and wider as you go forward, and the stone walls on both sides gradually become flat, with strange lines and calligraphy and paintings engraved on the walls.

Even though Le Xiaoyi was proficient in ancient characters, he still couldn't recognize the meaning of the characters carved on the wall. Rather than saying that they were some kind of characters, they were more like drawing symbols.

Perhaps it was because no one recognized them, but the content of these words was well preserved. Le Xiaoyi stood under the wall and stared up for a while, suddenly his pupils shrank.

Those words fell off the wall, twisted into strange symbols and penetrated into Le Xiaoyi's mind, and outlined a familiar scene in front of her eyes.

The sky is high and the clouds are wide, and several giant dragons are undulating in the golden sea of ​​clouds.

The sky farther away is a completely different scene. Between lightning and thunder, there is a howling wind, the sky is very low, and a thick magic fog is densely covered in the dark sky. There seem to be a few black shadows hidden in the fog. , I can't see clearly.

"Young Sovereign!" The voice of Tian Zi Ying Wei Zhang rang in Le Xiaoyi's ear.

Le Xiaoyi suddenly came back to her senses, followed the voice, and met the confused eyes under the mask of the shadow guard of Tianzi. Then, she looked at the stone wall again, but was stunned again.

The stone walls are full of potholes and mottled, there are no strange characters at all, and there are no grand plans from ancient times.

"What's wrong with me?" Le Xiaoyi asked.

The head of Tianziyingwei's eyes became even more strange. He frowned and said, "When we came here, the Young Sect Master suddenly stared at this stone wall in a daze. Let's do it."

After finishing speaking, he gave Zheng Fu a look, and Zheng Fu testified: "It is true."

A layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Le Xiaoyi's back, and his face was pale.

She pointed to the stone wall in front of her, and with some luck, she asked, "Has this stone wall always been like this? Has it always been like this?"

Chief Tianziying felt more and more weird, Le Xiaoyi, is this a demonic obstacle?

"It's always been like this." Le Xiaoyi heard Chief Tianziying answer her.

The hand hanging by her side was clenched suddenly, and an unspeakable worry rose in her heart.

Since coming to Tianshan, she has encountered many strange things, but the strange thing is that no one around her seems to notice anything unusual. What they see and hear is different from her.

Is she special and caught in her own imagination and hallucinations, or is what she encounters and experiences really different from ordinary people?

Le Xiaoyi couldn't figure out the result, so he could only bite the bullet and continue to move forward.

Le Xiaoyi was so preoccupied that he didn't notice that Tianziying Weichang and Zheng Fu exchanged a look. They saw vigilance and prudence in each other's eyes. Le Xiaoyi's state was unusual. If Le Xiaoyi behaved strangely again in the future , they may need to think about countermeasures in advance.

Tian Ziying's first task is to ensure Le Xiaoyi's safety, and the second is to win the treasure in the Shenlong Tomb. If the situation is compelling, he can choose to take Le Xiaoyi away by force.

Fortunately, the next section of the road was calm and uneventful, and there were forks one after another. Le Xiaoyi would stop at the forks each time, looking for familiar signs from the hidden corners of each fork.

After that, there were no unexpected changes in the road, and the grotto corridor came to the end, and the field of vision suddenly widened.

Going down the stone steps is a frozen altar, the ring-shaped ice surface is bypassed layer by layer, and a keel is enshrined in the middle.

This keel is different from any pair of skeletons I have seen before. Its bones are dark golden, with a cold, almost metallic luster. Against the backdrop of the blue ice, it seems to be connected to a long time and space.

And a sword hangs upside down on the back of the keel. The fiery sword penetrates the dragon's spine and nails it to the altar. The blood is gone, and the flesh is rotting little by little as time goes by. , the last thing left is this pair of dry bones.

But even if the dragon body is dead and the dragon soul is gone, the breath left on this skeleton is still daunting.

The hustle and bustle of people poured into the ears, and several rivers and lakes people from different forces were scattered around the altar. Compared with this huge skeleton, these people were like real ants, and their existence was so small.

Le Xiaoyi's eyes quickly swept across the sparse crowd. These people gathered together in twos and passed through the treacherous environment in Tianshan Mountain. Most of the people left were powerful people.

The factions these people belonged to were also familiar to Le Xiaoyi, Nangong clan, Yuchi clan, Ghost Dao Sect and Bodhi Zen Sect.

For the time being, no one from the Zuo family entered the Shenlong Tomb, Yu Xinhegui was with the Bodhi Zen sect's people, as for the Yandaomen and Xuanyuanrou's people, they were gone, it is unknown whether they died or left halfway.

In addition, Le Xiaoyi also saw the Luo family's troops, and the leader was Luo Qinghe, who gave her a headache.

There are more people besides Dayu, headed by Penglai Fairyland, followed by Tiansheng's Ziyi Pavilion, the stone puppets in the wilderness of the Southern Barbarians, several genius doctors in the Medicine God Valley, the Vulcan survivors in Donglin Island, and the twin flowers of the Northern Ming Empire— —Shenbing Sect, Underworld Sect.

And, three of the four demon gates in the Jianghu, Xuantian Palace, Hanhai Xilong Palace and Yongshou Temple.

Masters from all corners of the world gathered together, among them there were many great powers in the traceability realm, as well as seniors in the Wushui realm like Venerable Jinghua, and Le Xiaoyi, who was backed by the Sword God Sect, suddenly became weak in front of these masters.

Among the people present, Le Xiaoyi's cultivation was obviously the lowest. When the three of them appeared at the entrance of the altar, everyone's eyes turned at the same time.

Those gazes fell on her body like a mountain, making it difficult for her to breathe.

These gazes have different meanings, some are kind, and some hide hostility. Headed by Yu Chiji, those gazes almost punch a hole in Le Xiaoyi's face.

But more people have an indifferent attitude, adding some curiosity and exploration at most.

Many of them saw Le Xiaoyi for the first time. They had heard about the deeds of the new young lord of the Sword God Sect. They all wanted to see it. It was rumored that they could kill the Tracing Origin Realm Master with the Bone Yuan Realm cultivation level. What does a capable young man look like.

But at this glance, I was more or less disappointed, Le Xiaoyi looked too ordinary.

It's not that she's not outstanding, it's just that she's not as stunning as it is eye-catching.

Le Xiaoyi's appearance is soft and gentle, with the mellowness of Xiaojiabiyu, and her brows are peaceful. She looks younger than her actual age, but because of her own cultivation and the experience of the world in the past few years, she has accumulated some things, which gave her Temperament adds a bit of thickness.

No one has any contempt for this young rising star. Being able to get here safely is enough to explain a lot of problems.

They would also secretly compare the younger generation in the family with Le Xiaoyi, although Le Xiaoyi's feeling is too ordinary, but just think about it carefully, you can find something strange about it.

This girl rose up overnight, just like when Ji Yuxuan became a blockbuster, without warning. Before her fame spread all over the world, except for a few people, no one knew her origin, and never heard of it. Said her name.

After she became famous, if someone asked about her past, those few but unimaginable experiences would sound absurd, and even doubt the authenticity of those rumors.

If she doesn't have the real strength to match her reputation, in this cutting-edge competition, her false reputation will be crushed by reality.

Le Xiaoyi accepted these gazes calmly and walked step by step.

At least she looks like this, calm and collected.

There were too many people in strange clothes, and Ji Yuxuan was not very conspicuous among the crowd. Leaning her back against an ice wall, she looked at Le Xiaoyi, who was pretending to be calm, and walked down the stone steps with interest, and said in her heart The little fool has really changed a lot in the past two years.

If he had seen such a scene earlier, Le Xiaoyi might have shuddered, let alone put on airs and not show timidity in front of these senior experts.

It's not easy.

But looking at Le Xiaoyi like this, there is also a pleasing feeling.

Le Xiaoyi is always so gentle and soft-tempered, as long as she laughs, Le Xiaoyi will laugh too. There is no reason for their tacit understanding.

But the more such a seemingly meek person, if he really gets angry, it will be earth-shattering.

Ji Yuxuan was fortunate to have seen it once, but if possible, she actually hoped that Le Xiaoyi would be happy in her life and not be angry.

After all, being angry still hurts the body.