Chapter 1175
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A purple thunderbolt streaked across the sky, traveling thousands of miles in an instant. On top of the purple thunderbolt, there was a young man and woman. The man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, with a long sword tied to his back. The woman had a picturesque appearance and a slim figure, as though she was a fairy from a painting. This young man and woman were Tang Ao and Chu Xuehan. Three days ago, when the two left the ancient battlefield, they flew around the snowy plains.
In the map that Tang Ao obtained, the Spirit Ice Fruit Forest was in a valley covered in snow, so Tang Ao guessed that the Spirit Ice Fruit Forest was in this region. But this snowy plains was also boundless, and Tang Ao and Chu Xuehan flew for a few days, but they still couldn't find that inconspicuous valley. With the little fox's help, Tang Ao and Chu Xuehan found quite a number of rare spiritual herbs and immortal spiritual herbs.
"Meep! Meep! "Just as Tang Ao rode the Wind Thunder Dark Cloud over an ice lake, the little fox suddenly cried out in excitement. "En?" Seeing the little fox's behavior, Tang Ao and Chu Xuehan looked at each other, and they both understood that this little fellow must have found some treasure. But what made Tang Ao a little confused was that this ice lake was surrounded by martial artists.
"Why do these people feel so weird?" Chu Xuehan looked down and asked with some doubt. There were quite a number of martial artists below, at least three hundred people. These people's cultivation were all different, and their aura was a little strange.
"Let's watch from afar first, and see what they want to do." Tang Ao also felt that something was wrong. The group of martial artists in front of them ranged from Sea of Soul to Life and Death Realm, but the aura they emitted was very strange. Seeing this situation, Tang Ao suddenly felt that it was a little familiar. A moment later, Tang Ao's heart jolted with shock, "I understand, these are cultivators from other realms!"
"Martial artists from other domains? Are they from the Black Yellow Continent? "Chu Xuehan didn't know much about other domains, but she knew a little.
"No, although the Bound of Yellow Continent and the Winter Plains are not in the same plane, they both belong to the Bound of Yellow World. Therefore, although there were some differences between the martial artists of the Black Yellow Continent and the martial artists of the Snow Plains, the difference was not huge. But look at these people. The way they circulate their spiritual energy is completely different from ours. That's why their aura is so strange. "Tang Ao used his Skypole Eyes to scan the martial artists.
"Then why did the martial practitioners from the other realms come to Ksitigarbha Cemetery? Did they also come to the Ksitigarbha Cemetery to find treasures? "Chu Xuehan asked with uncertainty.
"According to what my senior Gu Lingfeng said, the Ksitigarbha Cemetery is a battlefield left behind by a battle between Godkings. These people are probably here for the relics of Godkings. However, I can't figure out how these people entered the Ksitigarbha Cemetery. Could it be that there are other entrances to the Ksitigarbha Cemetery? " When Tang Ao and the others entered the Ksitigarbha Cemetery, nine peak Life and Death Realm martial artists had worked together to tear a crack in the weakest part of the barrier.
Although the three hundred martial artists in front of him were not bad, and there was no lack of Life and Death Realm martial artists among them, compared to the old Medicine King and the others, they were far inferior. Therefore, Tang Ao became more and more confused about how they had entered. Just as Tang Ao was puzzled, Tang Ao suddenly noticed a familiar figure.
"What's wrong?" Chu Xuehan asked when she saw Tang Ao's surprised expression.
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