Soon, she pointed in one direction and said, "It's over there, built on top of the sky, on the clouds."

"it is good!"

Ye Wudao nodded, took Nan Xin, and set off with Wu Luo.

The group was fast, and after more than an hour, they came to a desolate place.

Looking up, there is clearly nothing in the sky.

Ye Wudao frowned, looked at Wu Luo, and asked, "Is there nothing here?"

"right here."

Wu Luo shook his head, not knowing what power he used, in front of the three of them, the teleportation channel was opened again.

Only this time, Wu Luo didn't seem to be vain, and the moon seemed to lend her the power of the moon again. Under the light of the moon, she seemed to have a steady source of power.

"You found the teleportation fragment again?" Ye Wudao was surprised.

"No, this is the transmission channel forcibly opened by Jiaoyue Avenue." Wu Luo didn't explain too much, and after he finished speaking, he flew in on his own.

Ye Wudao and Nan Xin looked at each other, both of them looked a little surprised.

However, he didn't say anything, and flew in.

When it reappeared, the sight in front of him shocked Ye Wudao's heart again.

Here, it is clearly above the clouds, and in the dark clouds, there are palaces of different colors.

Looking down, it is the face of the ancient immortal tomb, but looking from below, you can't find the existence above.

The corner of Ye Wudao's mouth twitched, not because he discovered such a strange place, but because he discovered a serious problem.

That is, the line of sight here is too wide, as long as there are powerful cultivators who observe it above, everything below is nowhere to hide.

That is to say, since entering the ancient immortal tomb, if there is a similar temple of order, doesn't it mean that someone may have discovered the existence of Ye Wudao and others.

And not only that, is the black unicorn dragon seen on the clouds before wandering aimlessly.

And the black robe with the black sickle, similar to the existence of the god of death, is it also a faction.

Ye Wudao has many questions and wants to ask Wu Luo.

At this moment, Wu Luo seemed to see his doubts, and said, "Even a strong cultivator, it is impossible for him to have the power, or subconsciousness, to let his body wander around without any vitality."

"That is to say, the creatures you encountered before, even if there is no vitality, may be conscious, or they are controlled by the resurrected creatures, or there are other reasons."

Nan Xin covered her mouth in surprise, her face full of surprise.

"You mean, some ancient creatures really exist?"

"That's right, it really exists. If you see a giant dragon with remnants of bones, it is very likely that there will be a dragon with full wings, but its vitality has not fully recovered."

Wu Luo's face was also a little helpless, he shook his head and sighed: "After I recovered some memories, I know more."

"Actually, there are still a lot of resurrected creatures from the ancient times. I even feel that the resurrected creatures in the ancient immortal tombs have cooperated with the cultivators of your era many years ago."

Ye Wudao's face was instantly difficult to look at.

If everything has been planned, why do you feel that there is no more information on the Terran side.

Could it be that they cooperated with the magic cultivator?

There were too many doubts, and Ye Wudao didn't have an accurate answer. He had no choice but to look at the palace group in the sky and fell into deep thought.

"Wuluo, what other information do you know, in this temple of order?"

The scenery in front of him seemed extremely calm, but Ye Wudao didn't dare to move too much.

"Every hall is guarded by strong people." Wu Luo said: "And, it is a mark, and there is no vitality."

"Once, this was the management scope of the Six Paths Samsara Immortal. He is gone, so naturally he can't open it, he can only force it."

"The imprint is a clone-like existence, and some of its strength will fade with time, but it is still a little dangerous to force it now, because I don't know how much it has faded." JrNovels.com