C16 Twelve Cities of White Jade Restaurant

After discovering that there were traces of humans, Fang Ling became even more curious. Originally, he planned to lure the other party to a powerful beast and rely on his powerful soul to control his own tracks. He would then hide at the side to benefit from this.

Fang Ling stood in front of the crack, hesitating for a moment. Then he took a step forward and walked into it.

"This is a cave, it's actually a hundred meters square." This mountain rock is so tough, and actually uses human power to create such a huge cave. I wonder what it's used for. "

When Fang Ling was a hundred meters away, he sensed that there was a huge cave on the left. Fang Ling picked up a rock from the ground and squeezed with force. A 1500 jin force was exerted on the rock, but he did not expect that the rock would not move at all! Fang Ling could not imagine what kind of person could dig such a huge cave out of such a hard rock.

One must know that even a warrior like Fang Ling would have to expend a great deal of effort to dig open a one meter square rock. And deep within the Haoyun Mountains, who had dug out such a cave? And for what?

Fang Ling had even more doubts in his heart. After searching in the cave for a while, he still could not find anything. After leaving the cave, they once again headed deeper into the cave. On the way, Fang Ling saw more than fifteen caves the size of the first cave. Each of them were completely empty, making it impossible for Fang Ling to obtain any clues. He could only continue walking inside.

It was rather strange. Fang Ling did a quick calculation and realized that he had walked at least three to four miles. However, he was still able to walk through the gap between the width of two people. When Fang Ling discovered another five caves, the two sides finally underwent a different change.

"The Fang family's kid has entered the Ghastly Ghastly Crevice. This stream was just discovered and opened by Lord Gui. Will it have any effect on Lord Gui's plans?"

In front of the gap between the two, ten warriors stood side by side. These ten warriors all had a cultivation base at the seventh level of the Martial Dao, and each of them had a hideous ghost king mask on their faces. Upon closer inspection, however, one could see that the drawings of each Ghost King's mask were slightly different. Nine of them had a silver stripe on their forehead, while the other had two silver stripes on their face.

At this moment, this warrior with two silver lines stepped forward. He stood in front of the Ghost Gaze, hesitating as he looked inside. After hesitating for a while, he reached into his pocket and took out a piece of bone about the size of a thumb. It was about three inches long and had a sparkling and translucent luster to it, and there were five small holes in the bone; it was actually a bone flute. This person placed the short flute by his mouth and played a strange tune, transmitting it into the Ghastly Glint Stream.

Not long after, a flute sound was transmitted from the Ghost Gaze. As if this person had received some sort of instruction, he waved his robe and walked into the Ghost Gaze. The other nine people also entered.

When the ten Ghost King Mask warriors disappeared, three figures walked out from the shadows. They were none other than Qian million, De Shun, and the three leaders of the Iron Spear Clan, Hall Master Ge and the other three leaders. The three of them looked at the gap in front of them with dark expressions.

"Chief Qian, are you sure that kid has entered this place?" Hall Master Ge hesitated as he asked Qian Bian. Originally, he had led Iron Spear Clan to the Haoyun Mountains for the sake of the Fang Clan's secret and to stand in front of the Iron Spear Clan's Sect Leader. However, once they heard about Fang Ling, they would want to rob him. However, now that they saw the Ghost King Mask warriors interfering, and even more so, they didn't know how many Wry Face Warriors and even more powerful warriors were present in the mountain stream, they were somewhat hesitant.

"Indeed, Clan Head Qian, you should confirm it once more." I have obtained reliable information from the royal family. These fellows seemed to have been formed from Devil Sect cultivators that were chased out from the center of the Southwest Region. "There are cultivators of the Immortal Dao in the sect, and their power is not something that us mortals can fight against. Our family does not want to die here." De Shun was also a cautious person. When he heard this, he glanced at Hall Master Ge and nodded.

Qian Dui looked at the two of them as he ridiculed them, "Could it be that the two of you are looking for an excuse to retreat? Even if these Ghost-Faced Warriors have extraordinary origins, they only have the cultivation of the seventh level of the Martial Dao. They are not dangerous for you or me. Even if these Wry Face Warriors join in and the three of us join hands to kill them, at that time, the other side will probably not notice us. As long as the three of us get that little bastard's chance and hide ourselves and step into the Immortal Dao, then even if he has an Immortal Dao cultivator with him, we don't have to be afraid. "

"This is a good opportunity to step into the Dao of Immortality. If I give it up, it will be worth it." In this life, although he might not have any hope for the Dao of Immortality, it would be too far off in the future! I do not believe that you can watch as the temptation of doubling your lifespan will slip away. "

Hearing Qian Jin's words, both De Shun and Fu Li fell into silence. After hesitating for a while, De Shun said in a hoarse voice, "Chief Qian is right. Our lifespan is not bad." However, even in our dreams, we wish to become true men! We offended a great power when we were young, so we had no choice but to castrate ourselves and enter the palace. This time, the opportunity is right in front of us. No matter what you say, you cannot give it up.

"What about you, Hall Master Ge?" Seeing De Shun nod, Qian Bian looked at Palace Head Ge and saw his hesitation, "I can roughly guess Palace Head Ge's motive, even if you leave now to complete that task. The benefits won't be yours, will they? At most, I'll just give you some soup, not even a portion of it! Could it be that Hall Master Ge wants to be subservient to others for his entire life? "

Indeed, this was a great opportunity for him. As long as he took advantage of it, his cultivation would advance by leaps and bounds, breaking into the ninth, tenth, or even the immortal dao. At that time, the Ash Wolf Country would respect him, so there was no need to serve the Iron Spear Clan's Sovereign! A thought flashed through Hall Master Ge's mind and he made a decision. He took a step forward and walked into the Ghastly Bend first, using his actions to prove his determination.

"This is?"

Fang Ling stopped walking and looked at the two sides of the stone wall. He saw that on the stone wall, there was no longer a huge cave, but instead, there was a cave of high and low level located about twenty meters above. Fang Ling used his hands and feet to climb up and choose one to enter.

Suddenly, a small room appeared in front of Fang Ling. Within the room, there was a stone collapse placed in the deepest part. On the stone collapse, there was a small stone table and a rusty incense burner was placed on top of the stone table. With a touch from Fang Ling, the censer shattered into a pile of metal scraps.

"There are so many caves and stone rooms here, it seems like they are all prepared for martial practitioners. These caves were enormous, as if they were meant for low level martial practitioners, while the stone chambers in the air were meant for high level martial practitioners. What exactly was in the deepest parts of this place? And why are these people digging a cave here? "

Fang Ling made guesses based on his guesses, but many of his doubts arose one after another. In such a strange and secret place, there were so many stone chambers. From the looks of it, not a single person lived here. All of these gave off a mysterious aura that made Fang Ling want to thoroughly understand it.

Whew …

Fang Ling hurriedly walked out of the stone room, and once again heard the sound of the flute. He used his soul perception to look behind him and saw ten figures in black clothes rapidly advancing, moving forward. They were less than 100 meters away from Fang Ling, and he did not have the time to check the surrounding stone rooms.

Ten miles! Twenty miles! "Ten kilometers!" A hundred miles! This mountain stream seemed to have no end, as it continued to stretch downwards obliquely. Fang Ling continued to run. Even after walking a hundred miles, there was no change. His surroundings were completely dark.

Just when Fang Ling had dashed a hundred miles away, he finally sensed a change. A cold wind blew from the front, causing Fang Ling to become excited and hurriedly walk forward. Not far away, Fang Ling's eyes suddenly opened up!

A desolate scene appeared in front of Fang Ling.

In front of Fang Ling was a dilapidated city. Although this city was in ruins, one could still see that it had once been majestic and tall.

When Fang Ling walked into the city, he discovered ruins everywhere. There were traces of war, and countless broken weapons lying on the ground, covered in dust. Smoke seemed to be billowing in the air, indicating that the battle had just begun. However, the strange thing was that there was not a single corpse inside. The broken scene was accompanied by the sound of the wind moaning, and a chilling aura that pierced through one's soul assaulted one's senses.

"What happened here?"

Fang Ling became even more suspicious. Along the way, twelve cities appeared in succession. These cities were all in ruins, but there was not a single person. The emptiness spread out strangely in the sky. Fang Ling walked forward once again. Finally, he saw the complete building at the end of the basin.

This was an incomparably large white tower that stood between the heavens and the earth. The tower's peak pierced through the horizon, exceeding the range of Fang Ling's perception. It was as if it was the pillar that supported the sky. Beneath the tower was a long stretch of buildings, many manors, and the courtyard was surrounded by white towers. Rays of white light spread out from the white tower, forming a huge curtain of light that enveloped all the surrounding buildings.

And outside of the building, a group of black-clothed Ghost Face martial artists were standing, their attacks pouring down onto the white curtain of light.