"It seems that I am worrying too much." Suddenly, a gentle laughter came from not far away, "Let's go back."

That voice turned out to be the voice of the deputy sect leader.

Feng Lan was shocked. This man had a deep scheming mind, was flawless in his work, and was extremely capable.

However, now that things have happened, there is no need to worry about the future. Finding out this powerful cultivation sect is the greatest contribution to the Zhangtian Sect.

In the southern region, there are millions of mountains, and the terrain is rugged and dangerous.

The mountains are criss-crossed and strange, with some towering into the sky, and some strange with deep ravines and cliffs.

The mountains in the distance are hazy, seemingly distant in the misty clouds and smoke.

This place seems to have been a forgotten place since time immemorial.

Since the Jiu Sheng Zhao Ji, I have not been in business.

Fenglan didn't want to take the risk and continued to follow in a straight line, so he turned south, thinking that since he knew there was a powerful sect, he would have many ways to deal with it in the future.

He also thought that if the sect had known about it for a long time, but because of his own ignorance and recklessness, he had alerted the enemy, it would be a big loss that outweighs the gain.

What's more, he has important things to do, and he can't delay for too long and miss important things.

From a distance, a strong smell of blood floated, mixed with a strange aroma.

After Feng Lan carefully investigated, he flew towards a valley.

"Sister, how come those monsters with leopard heads and monkey paws are so cruel?"

Feng Lan was shocked when he heard the woman's voice, and whispered: "Ling Xuedi? Uh, no, it should be called Shen Xuedi!"

"Why do people from the Demon Cult appear here?"

Fenglan was very surprised and fell far away in the dense forest outside the valley, using his spiritual sense to explore it.

"Senior Sister Xuehong, do you want to catch up and kill all those bastard monsters?"

"Xuanwu, our mission is to find out the general direction of Chaotian Sect and then try to make contact. During the mission, we must not make any extraneous matters."

Sure enough, it was the voice of Shen Xuehong, a disciple of the Demon Cult.

"Chaotian Sect, what kind of mysterious sect is it? It's really puzzling."

This is the voice of that ugly devil.

Feng Lan became increasingly angry.

At that time, he strongly recommended an all-out attack to pursue the Demon Cult.

Now it seems as if the Demon Sect had known that Zhangtian Sect would not follow them, and yet they were able to move freely among the millions of mountains in the southern region, as if they were in an uninhabited land.

What a shame and humiliation.

"Senior Sister Hong is right." Another leisurely voice said, "If the Yuri City handwriting came from Zhangtian Sect, it can only be that boy Feng Lan. In the future, if he succeeds to the position of Zhangtian Sect, he will definitely be capable.

Break through the quicksand boundary. At this time, we just need to fish in troubled waters, get all parties involved, and then act accordingly."

I have never heard this voice before.

However, Feng Lan deduced that he should be one of the elites from the Demon Sect who besieged him during the sea battle.

Among the people who were besieging him that day, there was an ordinary-looking disciple of the Demon Cult. His magic weapon was a cyan ring. His moves were extremely fast, accurate, and ruthless. He never said a word or even made a sound.

People who track the mysterious sect always lose their traces, and instead unexpectedly encounter the whereabouts of disciples of the demon sect.
Chapter completed!