Qi Tianfang raised a very crucial question.

Including Zhong Qinglei, after hearing Qi Tianfang's question, they all looked at Liu Zhengyang curiously.

You must know that the demon powerhouses of the year were killed when they owned the secret palace. Since the secret palace can be carried with you and the monks can go in to hide, why did the magic powerhouses of the year die? Shouldn't he be able to live well until now?

"Why do you look at me with that kind of eyes?" Liu Zhengyang said helplessly: "I'm not the strong magician back then. Fortunately, I inherited his memory and basically know the situation back then. Simply put, it's not that he doesn't want to hide, but It can't be done."

"What do you mean?" Qi Tianfang was stunned.

Zhong Qinglei's eyes rolled slightly, thoughtfully.

Liu Zhengyang continued: "It's very simple. After all, the secret palace was made by him and used to store things in his family. It is not a defensive magic weapon. Since even defensive magic tools are often destroyed in battles, The person who can kill the powerful demon can naturally destroy the secret palace."

Obviously, Qi Tianfang and others fell into a misunderstanding of thinking.

In front of a strong enough monk, there is no place that is absolutely safe, and nothing can absolutely guarantee the safety of a monk.

Otherwise, I don't know how many powerful monks could survive until now.

After listening to Liu Zhengyang's explanation, Zhong Qinglei and others finally came to a realization.

Liu Zhengyang did not continue to discuss this issue, and continued: "We are going to a place."

"Where?" Zhong Qinglei and the others asked in unison.

Zhong Qinglei is better, just asking out of curiosity.

And Qi Tianfang and others have a bigger reaction.

Because they have been following Liu Zhengyang, they have no idea when Liu Zhengyang has a new goal.

Liu Zhengyang knew what they were surprised and said with a smile: "It's about the altar. After inheriting the memory of that magician, I found relevant information in it. Although many years have passed, I don't know about the altar. Has the situation changed, but I still want to go and see.”

"Altar? What?" Zhong Qinglei was completely confused by the second monk.

Liu Zhengyang continued: "It's a long story, to put it simply, it's something that can improve my strength and save my life. You have seen what I just fought, you shouldn't think that it is only the immortal fellow cultivator, Just let my body be so strong, right?"

"What do you mean..." Zhong Qinglei understood a little.

Liu Zhengyang nodded and said: "Yes, the role of the fellow cultivators is not small, but the power of the altar also plays an important role. Under the influence of many aspects, I can ignore those who are not as strong as me with my flesh and blood. The monk's attack."

"Listening to what you said, I'm a little curious about what the power of the altar is in your mouth." Zhong Qinglei said with anticipation.

After all, he is a pure cultivator, and a demon cultivator who specializes in cultivating his own flesh.

His physical body was even strong enough to allow Liu Zhengyang to attack with all his strength to break the defense.

A person like him is naturally interested in things that can enhance the flesh.

He continued: "Anyway, I have nothing else to do, so I will accompany you on a trip. I have a hunch that I can also get a little benefit from it."