"If there is no accident, the remains of Feng Shen Lang Jun are under that abyss."


    "No mistake."


    "You have to hold the wind spirit bead firmly next, otherwise the boy may not die, but you will die."


    "I know."


    Yang Xuan answered and jumped up. He came to the edge of the abyss and found that the abyss was full of endless storms.


    The storm surged like a tide, and its power was amazing. It roared and rolled up like a raging wave, rumbling and loud.


    Rao is holding the wind pearl and can greatly block the storm. Yang Xuan still feels the terrible impact and is difficult to resist.


    Pedal pedal!!!


    He walked backwards, sweating profusely, soaked his clothes, and the whole man seemed to have just been salvaged from the water.


    "Hoo!"


    Yang Xuan was panting like an ox, and his face was shocked. Just by this impact, he knew how terrible the storm in the abyss was.


    It is no exaggeration to say that a supreme master will die and be torn apart by the storm.


    "Open!"


    With a soft drink, Yang Xuan was in full bloom and supported his body protection yuan force. In this way, the impact on him was weakened.


    Shua!


    Without delay, he stepped out and jumped down the abyss.


    Bang bang!!!


    All the way down, the sound was like thunder and earth shaking. The whole world was a chaotic storm, like hundreds of millions of wind blades converging to strangle everything.


    Fortunately, there was a wind spirit bead in hand, otherwise Yang Xuan would have died.


    Ten feet, hundred feet, thousand feet


    The road is not short and difficult to walk.


    Blocked by many storms, Yang Xuan''s falling speed was very slow. It took a whole incense stick of time to get down to earth and come to the bottom of the abyss.


    Strange to say, after arriving here, the storm between heaven and earth disappeared.


    Yang Xuan didn''t think much. He swept his eyes and was shocked on his face.


    This is a vast underground palace. Although it is now deserted and dilapidated, and almost all buildings have collapsed and decayed, it can be imagined that it used to be very grand and prosperous.


    Boom!


    There was a loud noise like the collapse of the earth. At the end of the underground palace, a huge tornado storm rose into the sky, emitting a thrilling breath.


    Under this breath, Yang Xuan had a trembling feeling of kneeling to the ground.


    "This is the real law of the wind!"


    Yang Xuanmu was stunned and his mind was shocked.


    "It''s really the law of the wind. A man who can seize the heaven will die if he gets such a blow."


    Purgatory boy way.


    Yang Xuan was silent. He understood that the place where the tornado storm started must be the place where the remains of Feng Shen Lang Jun were located.


    The wind god Lang Jun, an ancient emperor, has amazing combat power.


    Even if the body dies and the soul disappears, it also releases the law of the wind. For nothing else, it is to prevent others from desecrating its remains.


    Buzzing!!!


    The wind spirit bead in his hand trembled violently, and Yang Xuan couldn''t hold it.


    "Don''t worry, I''ll take you there."


    Yang Xuan whispered, clenched the wind pearl with his big hand, and hurried to the depths of the underground palace.


    ……


    In an open space outside the storm, Chu Yang, Zhou Wen, Wei Qingshu and many martial artists gathered here.


    At this moment, looking at the wild wind and the swirling smoke in the distance, everyone''s face is full of fear.


    "What a terrible storm. No wonder everyone has to take a detour here."


    Someone turned pale and trembled.


    Such storms are so devastating that any creature who steps in them will be killed.


    "The Supreme Master of the Chu family has been in for a while. Haven''t you caught the boy yet?"


    "No, you''re the supreme one. If you can''t even win a life, you''ll lose face."


    "That boy killed even the strong man of the demon family. He is by no means an ordinary person. Anyone who thinks he is a martial artist in the land of death will definitely suffer a great loss."


    Chu Yang frowned and said coldly, "do you want to die? Be quiet."


    Hearing the speech, the crowd dared to be angry, not to mention that they were not chuyang''s opponents, but there was another Chu Bufan behind chuyang, and they couldn''t afford to offend.


    "Brother Chu, your ancestors of the Chu family won''t have any accident?"


    Zhou Wen looked at chuyang beside him. He had a good relationship with chuyang. He said what he thought, without taboo.


    "It''s impossible. I know the strength of my ancestors best. It''ll definitely be fine."


    In other words, Chu Yang was still worried when he thought of Chu Bufan''s delay in entering the storm.


    Chu Bufan is the ancestor of their Chu family. If there is a long and short comings, their Chu family is bound to suffer heavy losses.


    Even those hostile families in the past will take the opportunity to make trouble. At that time, their Chu family will fall into an irreparable place and will be removed from the ancient continent at every turn.


    Not far away, Wei Qingshu stood alone with a gloomy face.


    For him, whether Chu Bufan took Yang Xuan in the storm or not, the magic jade slips on Yang Xuan had no chance with him.


    Now he just hopes that Wei Peng and others will find their ancestors as soon as possible, so maybe they will have a chance to get back the magic jade slips.


    "Boom!"


    At this time, a figure rushed out of the storm in the distance. Who is Chu Bufan, the ancestor of the Chu family?


    "Old ancestor, you finally came out!"


    Chuyang was surprised and happy, and stepped up quickly.


    "Yes."


    Chu Bufan nodded and immediately stopped talking.


    At the moment, his face was black and his eyes were red, as if everyone had a grudge against him.


    This immediately shocked the people present, and everyone dared not say a word. He was deeply afraid of touching Chu''s extraordinary mildew.


    Just looking at Chu Bufan''s face, everyone knew that he had failed and failed to snatch the magic jade slips from Yang Xuan.


    "Old ancestor, you, didn''t you find the boy?"


    Chu Yang hesitated and couldn''t help asking.


    "I found it, but the boy has a secret treasure. He can move freely in the storm."


    Chu Bufan said coldly. As the supreme, his eyesight is naturally not weak.


    During the previous pursuit of Yang Xuan, he saw something in Yang Xuan''s hand. He didn''t know what it was.


    But one thing is certain that Yang xuanzhi was not affected by the storm because of the things in his hands.


    Hearing Chu Bufan''s words, everyone was stunned. They couldn''t imagine what kind of secret treasure could make Yang Xuan move freely in the storm.


    "Old ancestor, what shall we do now?"


    This way, Chu Yang frowned and asked.


    "Right here."


    "Watch?"


    "Yes, there is an abyss opposite the land of the storm. It is full of terrible storms. The boy must get out sooner or later."


    With that, Chu Bufan sat on the ground and released his divine consciousness, covering the areas in three directions outside the storm. In this way, no matter which direction Yang Xuan came out from, he could feel it at the first time.


    Boom! Boom!


    Suddenly, two figures broke through the air, and their momentum was extremely strong.


    "Two supremacies!"


    The crowd took a breath. Just by momentum, they knew that the visitor was the supreme and two supreme.


    "See the ancestors!"


    "Old ancestor, you are here."


    Zhou Wen and Wei Qingshu were stunned at first, and then their faces were full of ecstasy, because the visitors were the ancestors of their respective families.


    "Zhou Ziyi and Wei Zhongsheng, you two are not slow."


    With a light hum, Chu Bufan opened his eyes and glanced at the two people falling from the sky.


    Two people, an old man in yellow and an old man in purple.


    "Hehe, brother Chu doesn''t seem to want me to come!"


    The old man in yellow twisted his beard and smiled. It was Zhou Ziyi, the ancestor of the Zhou family, whose cultivation was equivalent to Chu Bufan and reached the four heaven of the supreme realm.


    "You think too much."


    Chu Bufan said faintly, but he looked at the old man in purple and said with a smile: "I haven''t seen him for several years. Unexpectedly, brother Wei''s cultivation has made great progress again. It''s really gratifying."


    "Thank you. Although Wei''s accomplishments have increased greatly, it''s not worth mentioning compared with brother Chu and brother Zhou."


    The old man in purple smiled calmly. It was Wei Zhongsheng, the Supreme Master of the Wei family, who was a strong man in the triple heaven of the supreme territory.


    While talking, he stepped in front of Wei Qingshu, patted Wei Qingshu on the shoulder and said, "I''ve heard what happened from Wei Peng''s mouth. You should meditate and heal first."


    "Yes, ancestor."


    Wei Qingshu nodded respectfully, then sat cross legged and meditated to regulate his breath.


    Not long ago, he was hit by a strong man of the demon family. He also suffered a lot of internal injuries. Now he has his own ancestors to protect the Dharma. He can safely and boldly heal his wounds.


    Nearby, the crowd trembled. Now the three supreme masters gather for the magic jade slips. Unless Yang Xuan doesn''t come out of the storm, he is doomed to die.


    ……


    Yang Xuan knew nothing about everything outside the storm. Even if he knew, he wouldn''t take it to heart.


    What about the three supreme masters? With purgatory sword and purgatory boy, one can escape with him in a flash.


    All the way, Yang Xuan came to the end of the underground palace after about a cup of tea.


    This place is more and more dilapidated. There is no strong wind in the world, but it is full of terrible wind laws. Yang Xuan walked in it and felt that his body was about to be torn, which was extremely painful.


    There is still a wind spirit bead in hand. Without it, the consequences would be unimaginable.


    It can be said that this is not a place where creatures can set foot. It can easily erase the power of seizing the heaven.


    Boom!


    With a loud roar, a tornado storm rushed up not far away.


    This tornado storm did not stay too much in this world, directly rushed out of the abyss and formed a storm in a thousand miles outside.


    This is the cause of the storm. Almost every few minutes, there will be a tornado storm at the end of the underground palace.


    One step, two steps, three steps


    The surrounding space was about to solidify, and Yang Xuan was struggling and out of breath.


    "Hold on to the wind pearl."


    The purgatory boy told me.


    Yang Xuan didn''t speak and couldn''t speak. What he could do was to hold the violent shaking wind spirit bead and move forward slowly step by step.


    Not long ago, on the ruins in front, a man with black hair, shawl and majestic green robe sat there. Yang Xuan couldn''t see each other''s face because he hung his head down.


    However, Yang Xuan knew that it was the first person in the ancient world, the wind god Lang Jun!