4864. Chapter 4864 The Battle Between Good and Evil 14

Whether it is the Divine Bird Chiwu or the Xuanyang Sword, both have the same nature. They are both supremely strong and have an instinctive desire to devour the heat energy in the world. And the rich underground magma in front of them contains exactly the terrifying power of flames they need.

Xuanyang Sword's current actions are probably just preparing to absorb the power of the flames in the molten magma to improve it.

Although these are just Leng Xuan's guesses, he trusts his intuition. After a slight hesitation, he gritted his teeth, simply gave up the idea of ​​taking the sword, and returned directly to the cave.

Looking at the old man sitting cross-legged, Leng Xuan thought for a while, then stepped forward, reached out and touched the old man's forehead lightly. Suddenly, the old man's body turned into dust and fell to the ground, and his old robe also fell off.

At this time, Leng Xuan suddenly noticed that there were densely packed small characters on the inside of the robe. He picked up the robe, came to the corner of the cave, sat cross-legged, and then carefully studied the small words on the robe. When he read the entire text, his face suddenly became filled with surprise. It turned out that this old man who was sitting in the body was the elder of Lingyun Palace, named Yuan Chenyang. According to him, hundreds of years ago, he was the third elder of Lingyun Palace. Later, after Li Xiuyi succeeded to the throne, he accidentally discovered Li Xiuyi's strange whereabouts, so he followed him secretly. However, before he discovered Li Xiuyi's unknown secret, his whereabouts were discovered. Afterwards, Li Xiuyi sent people to encircle and suppress them in the name of traitors. After several days of running, he fled near the volcano. At that time, the volcano was still an active volcano. After a round of hard fighting, Yuan Chenyang was finally defeated by Lingyun Palace's pursuers and was shot down into the lava. When he woke up, he found that he had escaped by chance, but he was trapped in the cave. Because he was injured and could not find a treatment, he persisted for a few days and then died sitting down. Before he died, he wrote down everything he had experienced. In addition to these experiences, he also wrote down Li Xiuyi's strange whereabouts. Leng Xuan smiled coldly. If he had a chance to escape, he could visit Li Xiuyi's secret place.

At this moment, in a spacious cave, hundreds of cultivators were sitting cross-legged and gathered together, with embarrassment on their faces. In the corner of the cave, Ling Xuejiao sat there alone, with its head slightly lowered. Through the bangs hanging down on her forehead, you can see her red eyes and the remaining tears on her cheeks. Not far away, Jiumu looked at Ling Xuejiu's depressed look and couldn't help but sigh. Then he turned to Kuang Aotian and asked, "Master Kuang, what are our losses this time?" Kuang Aotian frowned and said: "All the major forces have suffered heavy losses. For example, our six major sects have suffered more than half of their casualties, not to mention the second- and third-rate forces, some of which have been directly eliminated. Now, there are only about two hundred people who can continue to fight. "Jiu Mu said slowly: "The losses in our Jiutian Holy Palace are similar. There are more than a hundred disciples, but only more than 20 people survived." Huang Puqi on the side said: "Our morale is greatly reduced now, everyone is It's very low. Someone must come out to take charge of the overall situation." As he spoke, his eyes fell on Ling Xuejiao not far away.