This is really a bad situation in the Sharingan text 334 tree...

The Jing Temple where I didn’t meet Liu Wuyan and Xiao Yang who met Liu Wuyan were both the same idea.

But at this moment, they were not the one with the strongest feeling of this.

The second Xuanyuan Pillar, Zuo He sat quietly on the top floor, and he stayed alone for a long time.

The flowing clouds flew away, and after the sky was dark, it was dawn, and Zuo He did not choose to go out.

In front of Zuo He, an oil painting was hung.

On the painting, green vines grow in the dark night.

There should be two similar paintings in this world.

It turns out that's true...

However, one of them should have been destroyed in an illegal city.

Another picture, without its owner, Saben has been sleeping forever under the sea, and it has no meaning to talk about it again...

Zuo He stared at the painting in front of him, his eyes calm.

But his right index finger, wearing a platinum ring, betrayed his heart.

Da, da, da, da, fingers tapped on the table continuously, making waves of uneasy sounds...

Zuo He acted as a fuse to trigger civil strife; Saben induces free will take action and add fuel to the fire; when the world is in chaos, they will go to the illegal city to join forces with Long Yi, who is developing in the illegal city.

But a Schalman came out of nowhere and messed up everything.

Long Yi and Saben passed away one after another, and now he is the only one left.

Zuo He has completed his mission, so what should he do now?

If he betrayed Yunyazhai, Jingsi would not accept him.

Because of his identity as the Thirteenth Apostle, Liu Wuyan would not regard him as his own person.

Nowadays, Jingsi may be at a disadvantage in China, but the person in the worst situation is definitely Zuo He!

Because he is isolated and helpless at this moment!

Da, da, da, da, fingers are knocked unconsciously, and the frequency is faster than the rotating second hand.

But suddenly, Zuo He's finger hovered.

A picture on the oil painting is filled with flowers, and a human face appears on the painting.

It turns out that this is not a simple oil painting...

"Zuo He, tell me what happened recently?"

This man looks ordinary but has a weird complexion.

There were white spots on his face, as if he had forgotten to apply sunscreen and walked on the beach for a day.

But he didn't look as sexy as those girls basking in bikini on the beach, with pale skin and only a sick feeling.

Zuo He slowly lowered his fingers, and his fingers finally had room to place.

The conversation lasted for a while, and after a moment, the man disappeared from the painting, and the green vines grew out of the night.

Zuo He stood up and pulled open the curtains that had not moved for a long time. The sunlight followed, which was particularly dazzling.

Zuo He didn't care. He smiled at the tallest Xuanyuan pillar in the center of the capital.

That was a completely different feeling, a feeling of confidence from before.

...

In an unexpectedly distant place, there are thirteen big trees.

The big tree that grows the most luxuriantly is in the center, and the other trees are divided into two columns.

Except for the one in the center, there are Roman numerals engraved on the trunks of other trees, from "i" to "xii".

Below the trunk, the roots are lingering, strong and powerful.

Some people seem to have deliberately done this, the roots and trunks are combined together, which looks very much like the shape of a seat.

Compared with the entire tree, the seat is much smaller.

However, using giant trees as the backrest and strong rhizomes as the base, it is very domineering to sit on.

In this way, it was composed of these thirteen big trees and a luxurious conference hall.

If they can, they will choose to be frugal, but there are really few items in this place, and there are only trees.

Above the hall, there is a brilliant and colorful light curtain.

It is brilliant and beautiful, like the aurora formed by the charged particles of the sun entering the earth's magnetic field.

But they are not flows of electrical particles, but spiritual power.

Generally speaking, the closer you are to the depths of the tree sea maze, the more spiritual power is, the more intense it is, but it will not be so strong.

At this time, the spiritual power flow above the hall had already shown a color visible to the naked eye. What is this place...

"The illegal city cannot be contacted, and the same is true for the Freedom Society. China has been contacted. I have roughly figured out what is going on outside..."

"Tell me, what's going on?"

On the main seat without a number mark, there was a blonde man sitting, with a brilliant light reflected on his face, and it was unpredictable.

At this moment, the blonde man was looking at the location of "xii", which was empty because Haruma Saito was no longer there.

"A special psychic named Sharman Yang appeared in an illegal city. He destroyed the ancient man run by Long Yi and forced our original plan to detonate in advance. Saben was also destroyed by him on his way to China as planned. Now in the Huaxia, Yunyazhai has been detained, and Liu Wuyan is cleaning up the remnants of Yunyazhai. Sharman has joined the camp of Liu Wuyan's opposition, and the two groups are fighting."

"What is that Schalman's superpower?"

The blonde man asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know very well that Sharman's superpowers show similar diversity to ours. By the way, sir, the cloud crow you like has also been removed by Sharman."

"Is that? That's a pity. But... I'm very interested in that Sharman." The blonde man smiled, not saddened by Yun Crow's death, but was excited by Xiao Yang's appearance.

"You three, go to China and see what happened to that Sharman."

The blonde man waved and clicked "ix", "x", "xi".

The three people on the seats laughed when they saw that they were clicked.

They stayed here for a long time and were so suffocated.

The three of them stood up and said respectfully to the blonde man: "I will fulfill my mission!"

After the words came to an end, they were about to turn around and leave.

"Wait, bring him with you."

The blonde man shouted again and pointed his hand at "viii".

There was no one under the big tree, only a black coffin with the "viii" logo stood there.

"Sir, the three of us are moving forward together, which should be enough to deal with the situation in China. There is no need to bring Chai Qijun with us."

One of them replied.

He actually called the black coffin under the tree "Chai Qijun".

"Are you questioning my judgment?" the blonde man frowned.

"No, how dare I!"

The man walked back quickly and put the black coffin on his back before he dared to leave.

The three of them walked through a region composed of various towering trees, and finally came to a large light curtain.

This light curtain is the same as the one above the conference hall before. They are all composed of extremely strong spiritual power flow, which is also the boundary that blocks them here.

If they had forced themselves to break through a few days ago, even if they were the ones, they would have been destroyed by this extremely powerful stream of spiritual power.

But now it's different, the light curtain has reached its thinnest period.

The three of them rushed into the light curtain, tearing the rich spiritual power flow and moving fast. Finally, they saw the blue sky outside again...
Chapter completed!