No!

Such a childish thing would never happen to a half-saint of our clan!

There should be a big pit waiting in the Yunlun Mountains, which is a secret I haven't solved yet...

"What are you trying to do?" Jiang Xian lowered his voice and asked. He couldn't summon the semi-saint just to kill the saint slave Xu Xiaoshou, right?

Jiang Chaotian stopped answering. He raised his eyes half confused and half guessing, staring at Jiang Xian's pair of ordinary naked eyes opposite him, which were set on the holy body.

During the Tianqi Forest, Young Master Jiang lost his "Three Eyes of Disgust", and until he was on the verge of death, he could not wait for rescue other than him.

At that time Jiang Qi made a very bold guess.

But at that time, Jiang Chaotian felt that Jiang Qi's idea was too dangerous and somewhat unrealistic.

Now it seems...

If it wasn't for throwing bait, why would Young Master Jiang stay away from the Northern Territory and rush to Fudong Tianwang City?

If it weren't for the purpose of closing the net, why would Young Master Jiang participate in the trial in the royal city, where time is urgently needed?

After a long period of silence, Jiang Xian looked at Jiang Chaotian's eyes, seemed to understand something, and closed his eyes heavily.

It turns out that I am just a chess piece...

He didn't ask any more questions, because it was about a semi-saint, and he couldn't participate in it next.

"Prepare the ceremony!"

…

Yunlun Mountains, edge area.

On the area that was not part of the trial in the royal city, amidst the clanging of iron tools, a bearded eight-fingered uncle carried a large sack, gently stretched out his hand, and touched the empty space in front of him.

"Buzz!"

A mysterious wave spread, and a translucent barrier wall emerged from the void in front of him, reflecting the shadowy figure of the uninvited guest in front of him.

"Is this the 'Cloud Realm World'..."

The sloppy uncle looked thoughtfully and glanced back, as if he was waiting for someone.

But after waiting for a long time, the expected figure did not appear, so he shook his head slightly, smiled and cursed: "It's really unreliable..."

No longer hesitating, he put his fingers together, and the sloppy uncle drew a line in front of him, and a crack in space appeared.

He stepped in.

The next second, a hole opened in the space within the barrier wall, and his figure passed through the world of Tianji and entered the trial area of ​​the royal city.

Taking out the map, the sloppy uncle positioned himself and looked towards the direction of the ninth dragon vein.

After just one glance from a distance, he could already see many familiar scents.

"It's very lively..."

With a sigh, the uncle no longer stopped, threw up his arms with the sack in his arms, and started running imagelessly on the mountain ground. For a while, the sound of clanging iron tools resounded in all directions.

Soon, his figure disappeared among the mountains and fields.

Soon after.

"embarrassed--"

A crow's cry came from the lonely mountain forest.

The sloppy uncle entered the mountain area, and a dark figure fell down.

Even with plenty of sunlight, this figure is still gloomy and does not smell like a living person, just like a dead corpse.

The black figure is draped in a black feather coat, with a wide frame and a huge figure. There is a three-legged black owl standing on its shoulders. The owl's eyes are like ink, as if the god of death is coming and looks coldly on the world.

"Eight Masters?"

Night Owl officially appeared in the Yunlun Mountains for the first time since losing contact, murmuring without any emotion.

Her face was shrouded in darkness and her emotions could not be seen.

"Very good, come on, the more you come, the better!"

After a long pause, this huge black figure moved forward, tracing the traces of the person who was retreating in front of him in a somewhat lonely manner in the vast mountains.

…

At the top of the Yunlun Mountains, above the main seat of the Yun Realm.

There was only a very large spiritual mirror in front of Yu Zhiwen, which reflected the two sides confronting each other on Guyin Cliff.

There, there are many focuses that will inevitably set off a terrifying storm.

The Holy Slave Xu Xiaoshou, the Holy Palace Ye Xiaotian, the red-robed Taoist Master Rao Yaoyao, the leader of the body Wang Dachui...

Yu Zhiwen leaned forward as he watched, his pair of starry eyes staring intently at the screen in the spiritual mirror. The long-lost familiarity was mixed with some unfamiliar faces.

"Why do you appear here..."

Yu Zhiwen couldn't believe that Xu Xiaoshou, who had been hiding for a long time, unexpectedly exposed his whereabouts and was caught head-on by Rao Jianxian and most of his troops.

There is almost no possibility of escape!

One of the Seven Sword Immortals, plus Wang Dachui, the head of the body department, how could a mere junior grandmaster escape from the devil without taking precautions in advance... Bah, how could he be born?

This is not a situation of strange death, it is not an ambush in advance, there is no preparation in advance...

Um?

wrong!

My position is that of the Holy Temple...

Yu Zhiwen suddenly woke up and immediately retracted his forward leaning body, slapping his forehead with some annoyance. He didn't understand why he was worried about the extremely vicious holy slave Xu Xiaoshou.

This is the guy who killed the leader of the foreign department!

Although he is a different senior, I have long been dissatisfied with his behavior. He always pretends to be a little lolita dressed as a man.

Hmm, but if they become enemies like this, it will be completely impossible to drag Xu Xiaoshou back to the camp of the Holy Temple...

Xu Xiaoshou is really a genius...

what a pity……

Yu Zhiwen felt regretful.

She felt that she should still be immersed in her naive thoughts.

She kept telling herself that Xu Xiaoshou at this time was already a different person, and she could no longer have any wrongdoings...well, delusions.

But looking at the tense and cramped scene in the spiritual mirror, Yu Zhiwen couldn't help but clenched his fists and his heart was in one place.

"Just capture him alive..."

She was extremely nervous and murmured in a low voice.

At this time.

A voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Why can't you kill directly?"

"Not so good..." Yu Zhiwen responded unconsciously.

The main position of the Spiritual Mirror is protected by the strongest Heavenly Secret Formation. It is impossible for outsiders to enter. Only Rao Yaoyao and himself can pass through normally, so Yu Zhiwen is not at all wary.

However, just after half a sentence, Yu Zhiwen suddenly realized something was wrong.

The voice coming from behind was clearly a male voice!

Male voice, how could it possibly come in?

Rao Jianxian is in the spiritual mirror screen. The only man who can possibly crack the Tianji Formation is Situ Yongren, but Situ Yongren's voice is not like this!
Chapter completed!