Finally, the team that had gathered almost all the treasure hunting teams within hundreds of miles entered this valley.

In the middle of the valley, the ghost dragon Gu lotus on the stone platform attracted all their minds in an instant.

Now, the hurricane has stopped, but the slow aftermath is still rippling, but the liquid oozing from the lotus stamen of the Ghost Dragon Gu still drips at a constant speed, along the soft whiskers hanging beside the petals, drop by drop on the round leaves below.

When this liquid drips, the soft whiskers selected each time are different, so the position of each drop is also different, and it is just evenly distributed by the round leaves. Now, the spiral pits in the center of the round leaves and the slightly raised leaf stems have become a small crystal puddle.

The fragrance was even more intense, and all the sea beasts that smelled this smell were even more crazy.

At the beginning, at the valley entrance, Baishen tried hard to maintain order, stretched out his hand, and blocked everyone behind him.

Because, when he arrived here, the intuition that the danger was coming became more and more obvious, so that even the hair on his body couldn't help but stand up.

But in the end, under the increasingly rich and scent of strange fragrance, even he himself was a little dazed, so how could he control the situation?

Finally someone took the first step, pushed away his arms and rushed towards the stone platform. He ran too fast and his steps were a little staggering.

With the first one, there was a second one. Not long after, there were only dozens of people left by his side, all of whom were members of the Hundred Gods Squad. The last one to join had followed him for decades. The trust in him had been deeply rooted. Only this kind of trust could barely suppress the impulse from instinct, but no one knew how long it could last.

"If the gods don't go, the baby will be snatched away."

The person who spoke was a woman who seemed to be weak, but everyone in the entire team knew that this was the best master in the Baishen Squad. Even Baishen was not as good as her in terms of combat talent.

Luo Li, a member of the Celestial tribe, is an extremely rare race in the world, with the bloodline of the ancient beast Celestial fish.

The lover of the gods, the peak of the five tribulations of immortal beast realm.

Her eyes kept staring ahead, from the valley entrance to the stone platform, about a thousand feet away, and the fastest one who was running the fastest was almost approaching.

Luo Li turned her head uneasy, and the look of expectation made Bai Shen's heart soften.

Luo Li has been at the peak of the Five Tribulations for nearly a hundred years, and just now on the road, her lover has already said that this treasure is likely to allow her to break through directly, which is very important to her.

Now, it seems that because of her hesitation, her hope will be erased. The sea beasts who were walking with her were about to succeed, but there was no vision in the valley. Is her intuition really wrong?

Bai Shen sighed, and was about to take his team to go there.

Because, at this time, someone had already rushed to the front of the stone platform, and a halo of black air suddenly appeared next to the dark treasure, blocking him directly and unable to touch him directly.

The sea beasts behind arrived one after another and had already begun to attack the halo.

From a distance, the halo was shaking and seemed to be about to be broken, but it persisted again. It seemed that it could still be until it was waiting for someone to arrive.

But the next moment, a sudden change occurred!

On Wangtian Island, in the cave.

Lan Lingpo was pacing back and forth before a jade couch with faint light. Although she was not physical, the anxiety and worry on her face were already extremely clear.

On the jade couch, Niu Niu was surrounded by the bright light and was sleeping. Her chubby little hand was placed on her chest, and she still had a finger in her mouth. She smashed it from time to time and made a few soft dreams, which were extremely cute.

Lang Yuhai was half kneeling on the ground, holding a square formation beside the jade couch with one hand. His old face, which had already recovered from some rosyness, is now extremely pale, and there is even a hint of green air floating, looking like he was losing his energy and could not hold on.

When Lan Ling saw him, she had no pity at all and whispered: "You can't hold on for just this time? Waste is waste, so useless, no wonder he was the first to come in but he never got the inheritance of his master. But you have to know that if something happens to the little master, you can't escape!"

When she scolded her like this, Lang Yuhai was not angry at all. He looked at Niu Niu on the jade couch, took a pill with a sad face, and forced out the last trace of energy in his body.

Since the world changed, Niu Niu became a little lethargic. When Xiang Yang came back last time, this situation was not very obvious. It was just that she had to sleep for two or three hours more than before. After all, she was still young, and thirsty sleep was a child's nature. Even Lan Ling didn't think much about it, so she didn't mention it to Xiang Yang.

However, recently, this situation has become more and more serious. This time, the little guy has slept for seven days and seven nights. The most important thing is that Lan Ling, who is extremely sensitive to the flow of energy in the cave, actually found that the energy in the little girl's body was constantly dissipating.

The little girl was already at the peak of spiritual refining and was about to transform into a god. Even in the fairy world, such progress at such a young age was amazing enough, which made Lan Ling very pleased.

However, these days, the fluctuations of vital energy emitted from her body have become weaker and weaker. She returned to the foundation-building stage three days ago and is still weakening. This is obviously a sign of dispersing the power of the work.

Seeing that such a thing happened, how could Lan Ling not be anxious? Fortunately, there was also the treasure Juyuan Couch left by the old master in the cave. Relying on the vitality input from Lang Yuhai and through the transformation and input of Juyuan Couch, the little girl's cultivation level was barely maintained at the peak of foundation building.

Although Lang Yuhai has a nine-tribulation cultivation level and can use the essence of heaven and earth for his own use, Juyuan Pao does not recognize this. It only absorbs the power of the cultivator. After four days and four nights, even the iron man can't stand it. Now it has collapsed long ago without relying on the support of elixirs.

However, no one else can do this job except him. Juyuan Couch is a peak mysterious weapon. Although it is an auxiliary treasure, it is not something that anyone can use.

On this Wangtian Island, except for Lang Yuhai, the human monks are only at most nine turns, and they are afraid they will be sucked into a human and fucked in an instant.

Although those demon races seem to have a good relationship with that magical guy, in the eyes of Lan Ling, who had experienced the battle more than 100,000 years ago, the hearts of non-my race will be different! How can you feel at ease to hand over the safety of your little master to them?

But, seeing that this old guy really can't hold on anymore, what should I do?

One hour later, Lang Yuhai's last vitality was exhausted, and the Nascent Soul completely dimmed
Chapter completed!