After parting with the blind old man, He Wuhen headed straight to Tiandang City.

After three hours of flight, he had reached the outskirts of the Tiandang Mountains, only two million miles away from Tiandang City.

And at this moment, he suddenly received a jade slip for the message.

When he saw this familiar green jade slip, he was stunned for a moment, with a little confused expression.

Because, the person who sent him the jade slip was actually Li Wan'er.

Before he left Tianxing Academy, he left several jade slips for Li Wan'er to facilitate contact.

In the past year, he has never received Li Wan'er's jade slip, but today Li Wan'er suddenly contacted him.

He quickly invaded the jade slip with his spiritual sense to check the news.

Suddenly, a dark space appeared in his mind.

Li Wan'er, wearing a light blue long dress, looked at him with a gentle temperament.

In her clear big eyes, she said softly with a hint of sadness and reluctance.

"Young Master, over the past year, Wan'er missed you deeply, but she sent three jade slips to the sea, but they all fell into the sea. I don't know if you can receive this jade slip."

Speaking of this, her expression gradually became a little desolate and lonely, and she smiled with a self-deprecating smile.

"Maybe this jade slip will be the same as before, and there will be no news. In that case, it will be regarded as Wan'er's last words."

"Senior Sister Lianhua and Senior Brother Suifeng and others came to the Tiandang Mountains to practice adventures. However, in the Yongling ruins, we were targeted by a group of demon warriors. Now, Senior Sister Lianhua and Senior Brother Suifeng are both seriously injured. We are still running away, and we don't know if we can escape from the sky."

After a pause, Li Wan'er calmed down her sadness and worried expression, tried to change into a smile, and said to He Wuhen.

"Young Master, Wan'er really misses you very much. The happiest thing for Wan'er in this life is to be with her. If there is a next life, Wan'er hopes to be with her, serve and take care of you, and never be separated."

After the words fell, Li Wan'er's figure gradually faded and disappeared quickly.

He Wuhen's spiritual consciousness also withdrew from the jade slip.

With a "click", he pinched the jade slip into powder.

His face was gloomy, his eyes were flashing with murderous intent, and his heart was filled with self-blame.

Now he knows that Li Wan'er has sent him several jade slips to him in the past year.

Unfortunately, he could not receive the jade slips at all in the imperial family of the Chinese state in Middle Earth or in the glacier canyon in the Eastern Heaven Realm.

Now, Li Wan'er and others are being hunted down, and the situation is critical and may die at any time.

He Wuhen had a murderous intent in his heart, and he immediately drove the little green dragon and flew northwest.

When he first came to Tiandang City, he got a map of the Tiandang Mountains, marked with the location of the Yongling Ruins.

He didn't know where Li Wan'er and others were now, so he could only rush to Yongling ruins first.

Fortunately, the Yongling ruins are in the outer area of ​​the Tiandang Mountains, only a million miles away from him.

While driving the little green dragon to fly in the sky, he asked the little green dragon to rush to the road with all his might, and he was still praying silently in his heart, hoping that Li Wan'er, Lianhua and others would last longer.

Three hours later, the little green dragon finally arrived near the Yongling Ruins as fast as lightning.

He Wuhen looked down at the entire Yongling ruins from the sky, and his spiritual consciousness extended in all directions, covering a radius of thousands of miles.

Yongling Ruins are tribal sites of the Yongling tribe millions of years ago. There are indeed many rare treasures in it, attracting a large number of warriors to come and explore.

However, He Wuhen and the people from the Dragon and Snake Gang were going to the Glacier Canyon without passing through Yongling Ruins.

Moreover, the Yongling ruins are not as precious as the Earth Temple, so he has never been here.

Looking down from the sky, Yongling ruins are located among the vast mountains, and most of the ruins are buried deep underground.

He Wuhen's powerful spiritual consciousness enveloped the entire Yongling ruins and launched a carpet-style search.

He roughly saw the terrain of the Yongling ruins and found that there were two teams of more than 30 warriors in the ruins, who were exploring a difficult expedition.

However, there were no traces of Li Wan'er, Lianhua and others, and there were no demon warriors.

It seems that Li Wan'er and others have escaped from the Yongling ruins.

"But, in which direction did they escape?"

He Wuhen frowned and observed carefully for a while, but found no useful clues.

So he landed on the top of the mountain on the ground, used the hand of the gods, and grabbed the Yongling ruins.

"Bang bang!"

With a muffled sound, a three-kilometer mountain was split open by his god's hand and collapsed rumblingly.

The hand of the god passed through the collapsed mountains, pierced through the hard earth, and reached into the underground palace deep in the ground.

A team of nine warriors from the Heavenly Spirit Realm were moving cautiously in the underground palace, but suddenly they were caught by the hand of the god who fell from the sky.

"Swish!"

In the blink of an eye, nine warriors in the Heavenly Spirit Realm were captured by the hands of the gods in front of He Wuhen.

The nine people were all frightened, with a terrified expression on their faces, and quickly begged for mercy to He Wuhen.

He Wuhen was full of murderous aura and a gloomy face made them all afraid.

Fortunately, He Wuhen did not hurt them, but just asked some questions about Li Wan'er and others.

These nine warriors dared not hide it, and quickly answered truthfully, saying everything they knew, like pouring beans on bamboo tubes.

They had never seen Li Wan'er, Lianhua and others, but they had seen a group of demon warriors.

It is said that the group of demon warriors are all masters of the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

It seems that someone found some rare treasure in the Yongling ruins, which attracted the covetous target of the demon warriors.

He heard this, He Wuhen felt a sudden slap in his heart and hurriedly asked which direction the group of demon warriors were heading.

The nine warriors dared not hide it and quickly pointed him in the direction.

He Wuhen then let go of the hand of the gods, turned around and flew towards the east.

After his figure disappeared into the sky, the nine warriors came to their senses and everyone showed their expressions of surviving the disaster.

After all, He Wuhen’s aura and expression just now were too hideous and terrifying.

The little green dragon turned into a blue light and flew eastward in a flash.

He Wuhen opened the divine pupils of thousands of thoughts, released his spiritual consciousness to cover the surroundings, and carefully searched and explored along the way without missing any clues.

There are some traces of fighting in the mountains along the way.

It can be seen that those were caused by the fighting of warriors in the Tianling Realm, and they were left behind not long ago.

He Wuhen searched forward eight thousand miles away, and his spiritual sense suddenly found a broken sword in the pile of rocks at the foot of a mountain.

He used the hand of the god in the sky, and grabbed the broken sword into his palm with one big hand.

After exploring it, he sensed a familiar aura on the broken sword.

It seems to be... a sword that Liu Suifeng has used!

He Wuhen felt nervous, his mood became more complicated, and he was mixed with joy and sorrow.

What's good is that he was looking for the right direction, and if he followed up, he would definitely find Li Wan'er and others.

What he was worried about was that the situation of Liu Suifeng, Li Wan'er and others must be very critical.

He didn't dare to stop, and drove the little green dragon and ran wildly, chasing eastward.

Finally, half an hour later, his spiritual sense found that there was a fluctuation of star power of fighting and fighting nine thousand miles ahead.

He quickly accelerated and rushed over with all his strength, and his spiritual consciousness soon discovered the situation.

Between the vast mountains, there is a grand canyon that is thousands of miles long.

The canyon is covered with gray mist, and there are extremely toxic miasma, with poisonous snakes, insects, ants and monsters rampant.

At this time, there were twelve demon warriors gathering in a circle in a rocky bush deep in the Grand Canyon.

They were all covered in black fog, murderous aura, holding bright and shining swords in their hands.

They walked steadily and had a long breath, slowly approaching the rocks and gradually narrowed the encirclement.

Eight of them were middle-aged demon warriors, wearing the same black tights, with a strange pattern embroidered on their chests, which seemed to be the clan emblem of a certain family.

The other four demon warriors are all young people, and one of them is led by a young man wearing red armor.

He was born tall and tall, with a strong and brave face, and had a faint sense of a child from aristocratic families, and seemed to have an extraordinary life experience.

There is no doubt that he is the core figure of this group of demon warriors.

He sneered confidently, holding a black sword in his hand, and shouted at the several human warriors in the rocks in a cold tone.

"Liu Suifeng, you have been injured by my soul-breaking bow. Your soul will definitely be broken within three days and exploded and died."

"Don't resist stubbornly, hand over the Yongling Blood Essence Stone! Otherwise, Lianhua and those girls will be buried with you!"

However, there was no response among the rocks.

Behind a black rock as big as a house, there were six young human warriors holding swords in their hands, their faces solemn.
To be continued...