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Chapter 1137 The Dangerous Cultivation Road(2/2)

"In the future, I have been looking for you in Tianlan Forbidden Land. I also know that Ancient Sage Jiaoyang is trapped in Tianxian Palace, and I know that Ancient Sage Qingyuan is trapped in Demonic Castle."

"I want to save you, but I'm not strong enough."

"As for the Holy Lord of the Ten Thousand Sects Holy Land and the Ancient Holy Miaoyin, they have not activated the positioning command and don't know where they are."

"I continued to practice hard, and after thousands of years, I finally broke through to the peak of becoming a saint, and I felt that my strength was almost there."

"Then I continued to search."

"At this moment, I met the Ancient Sage Miaoyin!"

"Her cultivation has actually reached the Heavenly Saint Realm."

"After we met, we discussed how to leave together. At the same time, we also found the Holy Lord of the Ten Thousand Sects Holy Land."

"But just then, disaster struck."

"A peak immortal fell in love with the ancient sage Miaoyin and wanted to marry her by force, but as you all know, she was very arrogant and naturally she disagreed, and a war broke out immediately."

"Although our magical ability to restrain the breath is very sophisticated, it is inevitable that we will be exposed in the end."

"Just like that, we were besieged."

"The Holy Lord of the Ten Thousand Sects Holy Land was being hunted and was missing. Ancient Sage Miaoyin and I fled in other directions."

"It's a pity that I still can't escape."

"That's probably what happened."

Speaking of this, Elder Wu Jian's eyes were filled with sadness, and his old body kept shaking.

"So, even you don't know where the Ancient Sage Miaoyin is now?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, quite curious.

"The Ancient Sage Miaoyin's ancient positioning order seems to be nearby, not far away." Ancient Sage Jiaoyang interjected, pointing to his ancient positioning order.

"She is here." Elder Wu Jian spoke slowly, his voice full of sorrow, and he held up the earthen jar in his hand.

Everyone looked over and their pupils shrank.

crock?

Urn?!

Thinking of this term, Ye Feng, Ancient Sage Qingyuan, Ancient Sage Jiaoyang and others were all dumbfounded.

"Yes, she fell."

Elder Wu Jian couldn't help but burst into tears.

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