Chapter 327: Lin Xueyan Meets Danger Again

shes, he dodged the tornado's attack and arrived before Qing Yingxiu.Qing Yingxiu's face changed slightly, she didn't expect her own attack to be dodged by Fang Chen like this.What terrified him even...The remaining cultivators looked at each other, unsure of what to do. They glanced from one another in confusion.

One person said, "It's rumored that Fang Chen and Senior Sister Lin have some history. Now it seems to be true."

"Alas, why would Master Lin want to go with a traitor" someone lamented.

In the eyes of Tianyu Shenzong's disciples, Fang Chen's departure was always considered a betrayal of the sect, rather than the sect forcing him to betray.

"Shut up! People haven't gone far, you want to die!"

One person scoffed.

That person waved it off and said, "What Does he dare to kill us"

The person who spoke first sneered: "This Fang Chen is rumored to be ruthless, able to slaughter thousands of people in a blessed land. Do you think he would care about your life"

Upon hearing this, the man suddenly remembered the incident and felt a chill run down his spine.

"Well, I'd better wait and see if there are any opportunities outside the inner circle. The inner circle is not something we Zhou Yuan cultivators can participate in."

Of course, everyone agreed. The previous crises they had faced already explained everything.

Fang Chen was rushing forward with the steel tiger, heading towards Lin Xueyan.

After traveling for hundreds of miles, Fang Chen suddenly stopped.

He sensed that there were quite a few people ahead, and one of them was from Lin Xueyan.

He opened his spiritual eyes and looked through it.

Only now did Lin Xueyan, along with five or six others, head towards a certain direction.

It seems like a team, but if you look closely, you'll see. They surround Lin Xueyan in the middle, with an air of encirclement.

Fang Chen frowned slightly and asked, "What kind of sect is this"

These people's attire is clearly not that of cultivators from the Luotian Domain, but rather from other states.

The steel tiger beside him looked at Fang Chen in confusion. He followed Fang Chen's gaze, but there was nothing there.

However, he knew that Fang Chen was asking about the group who kidnapped Lin Xueyan. He had also met them before.

After thinking for a moment, he said: "They seem to be the top forces in the Ding domain, called Lu Mimi Palace. They are all fierce and powerful women, so I have some impression of this force."

The Deer Park Palace

Fang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought to himself that something was wrong.

This Luomile Palace is a great dual cultivation sect, proficient in the art of harvesting essence.

Men within the sect prefer to collect beautiful women, while women prefer to collect handsome men.

And those who are captured will basically end up in a tragic fate of death. If Lin Xueyan is truly caught, her ending doesn't need much thought about.

Lin Xueyan's cultivation was only at the seventh level of Zhou Yuan, while two of the five people were at the second level of Asking Dao, and the others were all at the peak. Lin Xueyan was definitely no match for them.

It's just.

What puzzled Fang Chen was that Lin Xueyan was not someone who would just obediently submit. Logically speaking, she shouldn't be so honest.

Keep up with them and then speak.

He wanted to see what Lin Xueyan was going to do.

If it really comes down to the wire, he won't hesitate to make his move.

Thus, Fang Chen and Lin Xueyan kept a safe distance and soon arrived at a strange place.

This is a very remote area within the inner region. Other cultivators rarely come here when they want to go deeper into the inner region.

But here, unlike other places, there is no snow falling, instead lush greenery shades the land, vibrant with life.

When Fang Chen used his divine magic eye to look, his brows furrowed slightly.

This place may seem full of life, but it is not.

Through the eyes of a divine demon, he could clearly see that the ground beneath this place contained terrifying death energy.

After Lin Xueyan and the others arrived, the strongest leader among them spoke to the icy-faced Lin Xueyan: “Daoist Lin, you should know what to do, right As long as you help us withstand the death energy below, we will let you go.”

The leader's name is Cai Nuo.

Lin Xueyan gave the other person a cold glance and nodded, indicating her agreement.

Cai Nuo saw this and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He then took out a candle from his hand, placed it on the ground, and lit it.

The candle flickered to life, but what was strange was that the flame wasn't an ordinary color, but a ghostly blue, eerie and radiating death.

A faint smoke appeared, but instead of rising upwards, it spread downwards.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a violent tremor beneath the ground.

A doorway slowly appeared, its shape resembling a long snake, slithering into the ground.

Cai Nuoji entered the portal and said to one of the cultivators at the ninth level of the Zhou Dynasty, "You stay here to guard. The rest of us enter with me."

The disciple nodded respectfully.

Cai Nuo looked at Lin Xueyan and said faintly, "Let's go, Daoist Lin."

Lin Xueyan looked at the entrance, and without saying much, she took the lead to walk in.

Cai Nuo and others finally caught up, but they still surrounded Lin Xueyan in the middle.

Fang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said to Gang Hu, "Brother Gang, the road ahead is likely to be dangerous. You just stay here, I'll go in myself."

Gang Hu understood that following Fang Chen would only be a burden, so he nodded and said: "Okay, Brother Fang, be careful."

Fang Chen nodded and walked slowly towards the entrance.

At this moment, the cultivator's divine sense covered a radius of dozens of miles. He could discover anyone approaching him at the first time.

Although he wasn't too worried, everyone here was basically heading for the highest snow mountain.

This place is rather secluded, and few people come here unless low-level cultivators are looking to try their luck.

"Um"

Suddenly, he sensed someone slowly approaching.

He immediately looked over. The person's cultivation was only at the eighth level of Zhou Yuan, and their clothes were tattered and worn, seemingly having just gone through a fierce battle, looking rather disheveled.

His eyes lit up immediately: "This is for sending points!"

He naturally wouldn't want to miss out on earning points.

Before long, the man approached. As he stepped out of the snowy woods into the snow-free area, he realized that someone was staring at him with a menacing glare.

"You! Who are you!"

The boy who had run in shouted frantically.

That man playfully looked at Fang Chen, the long sword in his hand swirling with light. "Kid, you're unlucky to have met me, go die!"

He stomped his foot, his figure vanishing from the spot and swiftly approaching the youth. He thrust out a sword.

There was fear in the boy's eyes, but when the man got within five paces of him, he broke into a smile.

The man was taken aback, unable to understand why the young man was laughing.

The next moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, followed by a chill down his spine.

When he came to, he looked towards where the boy was, but found that the boy had appeared behind him at some point.

He tried to turn his head, but as he did, his own head came flying off his body.

"What's going on..."

Even in death, the man's eyes were filled with confusion, unable to comprehend how he had died.

Only the steel tiger in the distance could see everything.

Fang Chen's sword just now was incredibly fast, so fast that he couldn't even see how he drew it.

He was sure that if he had been in the other person's place, he would have been killed with a single sword strike as well.

Fang Chen looked at Gang Hu and told him to wait there.

After that, he transformed into a ray of light and also entered the Snake's Mouth.

The entrance is not big, but once you enter, it's a different world.

The interior space is immense, with long stones that resemble drops of water interconnected above and below, a truly peculiar sight.

And in front there stood a palace of immense size.

But the palace in the Western Zhou Dynasty was deathly still. Even if cultivators like Fang Chen approached, they would be instantly enveloped and consumed by the death energy.

And Lin Xueyan with other Westerners were now standing at the palace entrance.

Of course, the entrance was also surrounded by a deathly silence, making it impossible to enter.

Cai Nuo addressed Lin Xueyan, "Daoist Lin, your cultivation of the Way of Unfeeling can forge a passage that isolates death energy. Please lend us your hand."

Lin Xueyan remained silent, only taking a step forward.

Lin Dao-you

Cai Nuo said again: "You better not do anything, just wait until we get what we need and everyone leaves safely. Otherwise..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xueyan remained unmoved and walked towards the lifeless face.

The next moment, a poem of love appeared on her back, it was the Dao Wen of Love.

This character possesses emotion, but it also emanates a cold and impersonal aura, giving one a sense of being kept at arm's length.earing this, and seeing the sign in front of him, Fang Chen was certain that this tavern truly belonged to the Dixun Tianzong.The innkeeper said again, "I know it's not good to forcefully take Fang'er...