“I felt that there was a gem somewhere a few kilometers to the southeast.
At this time, Li Xia, who had been using his Xuanyu Kung Fu body, suddenly felt inspired and spoke out his thoughts.
They have to search for the Baolin Land to find the real Yin-Yang Reversed Puppet Spirit Array.
With the help of Yun Yangling's blood spirit energy, everyone was able to restore their martial bodies, but they did not restore their complete martial arts bodies, and their cultivation levels were much worse than before.
Even Bei Wucen and Dong Linzhao, who once had the highest cultivation level, only returned to the fifth level of cultivation the day after tomorrow.
Still, it's much better than the average person.
"Then go there."
Yun Yaoling hugged Little Phoenix and nodded.
The land of Baolin is the beginning of the evil formation, and we must start looking for it from there.
At the same time, the city of the lost king.
One of the royal cities in the realm of confusion.
Mi Xue, wearing a gorgeous princess palace uniform, hurried towards the palace, with a look of anger on her face.
"Father, father, you have to make the decision for me."
Before entering the palace, Mi Xue's aggrieved and angry voice had already entered the palace.
"It made the Imperial Master laugh."
The King of the Lost City is a very elegant-looking middle-aged man, who looks like he is only in his thirties.
When he heard the words of Lost City coming from outside, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the purple-masked man next to him.
Can Guoshi said embarrassedly.
"It's okay, the third princess is not young anymore.
It's better to send her to the altar to achieve immortality."
Qing Can spoke calmly, his voice hoarse yet seductive.
"Xue'er is still young, and the Imperial Master is in serious condition.
If the Imperial Master's altar still needs someone, Mi'an will have people prepare for it."
As soon as Qing Can finished speaking, he saw the eldest princess Mian, who had been staying by King Mi's side, speaking before her father.
"An'er, don't interrupt.
You can live forever after going to the altar.
It's Xue'er's blessing that the national master can let Xue'er go."
When King Mi saw Mi An interrupting their conversation, his eyes narrowed, and then he scolded.
"Father, Xue'er will not go to the altar."
However, even though King Mi reprimanded her, Mi An always stood firm in her words and looked directly at the young and crippled Imperial Master who could not see his face clearly, "National Master, you promised me that you would not take action against the royal family."
Others didn't know what this altar was, but she knew very well that the life and death of others had nothing to do with her.
But Mi Xue is her only sister, and she only cares about her life and death.
If the Imperial Master wants to distract her sister, then even if the Imperial Master is inhuman, she will still fight him to the end.
"The third princess is so lucky to have the eldest princess value her so much.
Anyway, I still need the blood of three thousand men and women to sacrifice to the spirit of the earth."
The exposed corner of Qingcan's mouth outlined an unguessable smile, and he spoke an astonishing sentence.
"Okay, okay, I will send people to arrest him right now."
King Mi heard the words of the Qingcan Imperial Master, his eyes were full of smiles, and he agreed.
Mi'an on the side frowned, "National Master, why are there so many people?
You should know that the population of my city is not large.
In the previous month, five thousand people were sacrificed, and now they have to sacrifice like this again."
If we go down, there will be fewer and fewer people in our Lost City.
Once the hostile Liwang City attacks, our Lost City will be defeated."
Lost City is just a small country here with a very small population.
Since the arrival of the national master, although their country has become stronger and stronger with the help of the national master, the price paid is that someone needs to sacrifice the legend every month.
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