Now that he has arrived here, of course he cannot immediately change direction and turn back. He must find out the situation here first.

And judging from the description of the spirit-swallowing rats, it seems that only one or two people left, and the remaining few continued to move forward without changing direction.

In other words, the opponent's main force still swept forward and stayed in this barren mountain.

No matter how you look at it, his goal should be here.

As for what happens next, we can only deal with it after we find out the situation here.

Moreover, the route he took to escape was not in the direction of Spirit Sword Academy, but seemed to be... the capital of Qingxuan Kingdom!

"Hiss!" The corners of Jiang Tian's eyes shrank, and he did not dare to hesitate any longer. He immediately swayed and ran forward with all his strength.

Soon after, when he climbed over several mountains and passed through a continuous dense forest, a scene from his memory suddenly appeared in front of him!

After seeing this scene, the corners of his eyes suddenly shrank, as if he thought of something.

"Could it be that...they came here for that thing?"

Jiang Tian murmured to himself, a light flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, he accelerated his flight again, heading towards the undulating outline of the dilapidated ancient building in front of him.

Yes, this is the ruins of the ancient strong man that they discovered during their training.

Back then, there was still a restriction surrounding this ruins, but that restriction had long been broken by everyone's joint efforts and no longer existed.

In just a few years, this building has become increasingly dilapidated, and it is estimated that it will completely collapse within a few years.

Jiang Tian quickly flew in a certain direction, and in a blink of an eye he came to a dark underground passage.

After letting go of his senses for a brief exploration, Jiang Tian immediately restrained his breath and rushed in.

Looking at the various scenes along the way, Jiang Tian's memories kept coming back, and he couldn't help but think of all the things he had done when he and Pan Rao entered this place.

All the scenes are still fresh in my memory, as if it was just yesterday. Even the shy scene of Pan Rao trying to refuse but greeting him is still deeply impressive. But today, this charming woman has passed away and died miserably at the hands of those strong men.

in hand.

Thoughts swirled in Jiang Tian's mind, anger quickly surged into his heart, and murderous aura rose up around him!

Next, without hesitation, he headed towards the deepest part of the ruins. From a long distance away, he noticed strange fluctuations in front of him.

In the deepest part of this ruins, there are several deep and powerful warrior auras, each of which is at the peak level of Xuanyang Realm!

"As expected!"

Jiang Tian's eyes narrowed sharply, and he was shocked!

So many powerful people at the peak of Xuanyang Realm, and all of them have amazing auras. They are obviously not ordinary people at the peak of Xuanyang Realm. They gather in this ruins of strong people that have long been forgotten or even abandoned by everyone. What do they want to do?

Could it be said that this was their ultimate goal of killing and plundering all the way from Cangjing?

The thoughts in Jiang Tian's mind were tumbling, and all kinds of thoughts kept coming up. After a while, he suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, carefully controlled his breath, and used the cover of the passage to observe attentively.

At this moment, those warriors are busy everywhere.

Among the two warriors in gray robes, one was carefully cleaning the ground, and the other was carefully carving something on the ground that the former had cleaned up. He was holding a rather strange weapon that exuded a faint silver light.

The cone-like pen-like object has a rather peculiar carving technique!

"Spirit Pattern Carving Knife!"

The corners of Jiang Tian's eyes shrank, and he couldn't help but feel surprised!

This kind of thing is not common. It is a magic weapon specially used by spirit pattern masters, talisman makers and formation masters. It is completely useless to ordinary warriors.

He had the good fortune to see a spiritual pattern carving knife like this once before from Elder Fu Yuan of Purple Star Academy.

At that time, when he first entered the Purple Star Academy, Luo Lan took him to the Inscription Department to visit the Chief Inscription Master, Elder Fu Yuan. He had received guidance from him before. Although what he saw at that time was not exactly the same as this one, it was similar.

In particular, the other party's careful carving technique on the ground reminded him of the various ways Elder Fuyuan used to carve inscriptions.

"Could it be that... they are repairing this magic circle?" Jiang Tian's eyes twitched, and his heart couldn't help but tremble!

This magic circle has been abandoned for a long time. After they came here to practice, they destroyed it again. Why on earth did these people with unknown origins want to repair this magic circle?

Could it be that their purpose of coming here has something to do with that half giant demon corpse?

Thinking of this, he suddenly thought of the half of the giant monster's bones that were now stored in the Zixuan Realm, and his heart beat faster and faster!

In addition to the two gray-robed warriors, there are two blood-robed warriors standing next to them with their arms folded.

They were talking to each other, and from time to time they were gesticulating at the magic circle that was being repaired, and they kept talking.

Although the four of them are all at the peak level of Xuanyang Realm, the aura of these two blood-robed warriors is obviously higher than that of the two gray-robed warriors.

"Look here!" A blood-robed warrior took a few steps forward and waved to his companion.

Another person followed immediately and looked towards the newly repaired magic circle pattern on the ground.

The former frowned slightly and said, "Brother Yuan, look at these scratches. Can you tell anything from them?"

Elder Yuan's eyes flickered for a while. After observing for a moment, his face showed confusion and he shook his head in confusion.

The former snorted lightly and sneered proudly: "Can't you even tell?"

"Elder Tang, don't be too pretentious. In terms of cultivation, I may not be much worse than you, but in terms of mind, I feel inferior to you. Just tell me what you have seen!" Elder Yuan scratched his head and smiled bitterly.

Said depressedly.

"Hmph!" Elder Tang showed a bit of disdain when he heard this. He shook his head and smiled coldly, saying: "These scratches are several feet deep and in the same direction, but there are only three of them. What do you think...what is this?

What’s special?”

"What's special?" Elder Yuan's eyes twitched, and he suddenly seemed to remember something. A ray of light flashed between his eyebrows, "You mean, with that ancient demon emperor..."

"That's right!" Elder Tang nodded heavily before the other party finished speaking, interrupting the other party intentionally or unintentionally.

"Hiss!" Elder Yuan's eyes were beating wildly, his mind was shaking, and he couldn't regain his composure for a while.

Although he had long heard some secrets about the demon clan's mutation in ancient times, he actually knew nothing about it and had only vaguely heard some rumors.

Could it be that the final trajectory of the incident that angered the demon tribe actually extended to this damaged teleportation array, and ended abruptly here, drawing an imperfect end?

"Hiss!" Elder Yuan's mind trembled, and he was deeply shocked again, "If this is really the case, that demon bone..."

"Huh?" Elder Tang's face darkened, and he suddenly interrupted the other party with a wave of his hand, a mysterious look flashing in his eyes.
Chapter completed!