"The sky is a bit unusual."

Ye Lingyue looked up and looked at the sky.

She was alone, in the sky.

After learning that Liu Qibian is likely to kill the young boy, after breaking the seal of the Taiyin god, Ye Lingyue and Zitang and others separated to start looking for the whereabouts of the young boy.

But Huang Valley is too big.

The sky was grey again, and she found several hours without finding anything.

Until the horizon appeared that fiery red cloud.

Ye Lingyue smelled an unusual breath.

"Well, that's the power of the origin, wouldn't that little ghost have died?"

Yun Ling probed his head and looked at the sky. He could not listen to the tone of his voice, but also had a sense of glee.

"shut up."

Ye Lingyue's eyes narrowed, her expression a little ugly.

She knew that the fat cat was telling the truth.

That power is the power of the sun.

"Sneaky, isn't that breath, your little master?"

Ye Lingyue looked at the dissipated red cloud, and the wing trembled, rushing towards the sky.

Unfortunately, when she arrived, the breath had almost disappeared.

She was faint in heart.

"The little master is okay, this breath is very similar to his, but it should not be the young master."

Sneaky affirmed.

"The atmosphere of the Sun tribe can never be wrong. Your clumsy ghost is lying to you."

The fat cat laughed.

The fat cat was talking, but suddenly he paused reluctantly.

"The old guy in the temple has something to tell you."

When Ye Lingyue moved, Yangquan's Lord asked her?

Since the fat cat got the Yangquan Temple, it occupied the Temple. The Yangquan Temple is mainly connected with Ye Lingyue and must pass through it.

After a while, Ye Lingyue entered the Yangquan Temple.

There was a hissing.

"The lord of the palace ... but what happened to the old candlelight?"

Ye Lingyue was in a low mood, and her words made her realize something.

Not to mention the old Kunlun site, the entire 33 days and 99 places, the existence of the Sun tribe is also very rare.

According to Ye Lingyue's knowledge, only the doomsday demon, young boy, and candlelight in the former site belong to the Sun tribe.

Since it's not a young boy, nor is it a doomsday demon, that's all I am afraid ...

"You feel it too."

The lord of Yangquan sighed.

For more than a hundred years, the only company that accompanied him was candlelight.

Ye Lingyue felt sad.

"I failed to take good care of the old seniors."

Ye Lingyue bit her lip.

If it were not for her late arrival, the candlelight would not have been taken away by the grandson Xuexue.

This time, Zhu Zhao's death must have something to do with the grandson Xuexue.

"However, don't be too sad, you're alive and dead. We old guys, by the way, should have died, and we can be lucky to live to this day."

Lord Yangquan comforted.

"It's just an ancient sacrifice spirit dead, to see how sad you are."

The fat cat disapproved.

The ancient sacrificial spirit is not even a sacrificial spirit.

"The candlestick predecessor is not an ordinary ancient sacrifice spirit. It helped me a lot when it was alive."

Ye Lingyue had a bad tone.

"What a big thing, if you really have the heart, you can save it. The life and death of the ancient sacrifice is much easier than the ancient souls."

Seeing Ye Lingyue's anger really, Yun Ling put away a joke.

"Do you have a way to save candlestick seniors?"

Ye Lingyue secretly surprised.

"What are you talking about? Do you really have a way to save the old man?"

The master of Yangquan Palace was also pleasantly surprised.

"That old thing isn't really dead. Didn't you find out that the original power of the Sun tribe remained in the crack that day."

Fat cat looks like a fool, squinting Ye Lingyue.

"The little boy is gone. I also found the breath of the elder grandson Xuexue and Doomsday in the vicinity. If the candle shines on the old senior's death and the young boy's tubing?"

Ye Lingyue contacted again and thought of Liu Qibian.

"Liu Qibian combined with his grandson Xuexu to search for the whereabouts of the young boy. The old candlestick may have found the identity of the young boy. By all accounts, it is also the ancestor of the young boy."

Ye Lingyue groaned.

Damn long grandson Xueyu!

"Eighty-nine is inseparable from ten. As long as the original power of the old guy has not completely disappeared, there will be a way of resurrection. But the premise is that you become a Celestial Master, and only Celestial Master can resurrect the ancient sacrifice spirit. I see you ... Enough. "

Fat cat pokes his mouth.

Without finding a young man, Ye Lingyue had to leave Yangquan Temple first.

"According to Yun Ling, the little boy should have entered the sky crack. Ask him specifically what is in the sky crack, and he can't explain clearly."

Ye Lingyue looked up to see the sky split.

The crack of the sky was shining in the sky like a lightning.

She raised her wings, but as soon as she moved her wings, the fat cat on the side lifted and scratched, holding Ye Lingyue's flying rune bones.

"You can't find it, you can't go there."

Yun Ling's blue eyes were a little more dignified.

"Don't you say the little guy has entered the sky crack?"

Ye Lingyue was surprised.

"It was sucked in by the sky crack, you broke in, can it be the same? That thing, even I dare not provoke it. If you don't believe it, you can try.

Yun Ling rolled his eyes.

Ye Lingyue fluttered her wings, and within a few steps, she found that she was just approaching as Yun Ling said.

There was a roar suddenly in the sky.

The sound was like a tiger howling dragon yin, and it was like a thousand troops killed.

She couldn't get nearer.

Ye Lingyue smiled bitterly.

It seems that hard break is not enough.

But since Tiancha accepted the young man, at least it meant that he would not be in danger.

If he can't get in, Liu Qibian can't get in.

At least, the young boy's life is safe.

Ye Lingyue thought of it here and felt relieved.

When Ye Lingyue saw that he could not enter the sky split, he could only retract his wings and turn back to the original road.

She returned to the gathering place of herself and Zitang, and found that several people had already returned.

"Break into the sky crack?"

Zitang listened and frowned, looking at the sky crack.

"Don't want to break in, that place is more dangerous than Jiudangling Cliff."

The Nine-Life Buddha warned.

At this moment, the ground moved slightly.

"Did you feel that the ground was shaking?"

Cui Hong felt swaying under her feet.

"Did Tibetan Mountain Jun begin again ..."

Nine-Life Buddha frowned.

"No, the direction of the shock is not in the area where Zang Shanjun and others are."

Ye Lingyue felt a little different.

Suddenly, she felt that the blood of the yin in her body seemed abnormal.

"No, it's the Yin Seal?"

Ye Lingyue realized that something was wrong.

She flew up.

Several other people also followed the volley.

"In the rift, there's something moving."

Almost at the same time, the gravekeepers looking for the whereabouts of the Queen's Tomb in the valley also felt this growing swing.