One of them, a snow-robed real man with an ancient sword on his back, had a slightly pale handsome face, showing anger and dissatisfaction.

He is the contemporary genius of Gujian Mountain and a disciple of Yuanying Sword Cultivator, assisting Lihuo Palace in guarding the front line.

The Dan-forming monks of the Weidao League seemed to have a relationship with Wang Zhenjun. He had just acted according to the rules and suffered a secret loss, but Wang Zhenjun did not give any explanation or comfort.

…

"Senior Brother Nie, it is indeed you!"

In the palace hall, Wang Feng laughed heartily and was greatly surprised by the arrival of the young man in blue.

Over the years, he had some vague speculations about the identity of the so-called senior brother "Nie Yuan".

After all, there were too many coincidences in contact, time, and events. After Wang Feng thought deeply, he could inevitably see the clues.

However, guesses are just guesses after all, and Wang Feng is not completely sure yet.

When we meet "Senior Brother Nie" with this appearance, he cannot take the initiative to reveal it.

Otherwise, Wang Feng cannot guarantee whether the other party will still miss the fragile brotherhood.

"Senior Brother Nie came here personally to assist, and Junior Brother, on behalf of the Seven Nations Alliance, expressed his warm welcome and gratitude..."

Wang Feng cordially entertained Lu Changan, took out the fourth-level spiritual tea from his collection, brewed it himself, and poured water for Lu Changan.

"Haha, Junior Brother Wang misunderstood!"

Lu Chang'an drank the fourth-level spiritual tea and felt the beautiful aura of heaven and earth cleansing his internal organs, and he felt a sense of comfort reaching his soul.

"Senior Brother is taking the road to pass through the Seven Nations Alliance this time. I asked Junior Brother Wang for his identity and a pass token."

Lu Changan remained calm and quickly explained his intention.

The warm smile on Wang Feng's face couldn't help but embarrass him. His feelings were his own, and he was happy for nothing.

If Lu Changqing has the rumored strength to be comparable to that of the demon leader and is willing to support the Seven Nations Alliance, it will greatly ease his pressure and reduce the large number of casualties in Lihuo Palace.

Wang Feng did not refuse Lu Changan's request.

After a while, he took out a warrant, which contained the true king's divine consciousness brand and mana breath.

"Senior Brother Nie holds this warrant, and as a member of Lihuo Palace, he can successfully pass through the territory currently controlled by the Seven Nations Alliance."

"Junior brother Wang, please help me."

Lu Changan took the order from Zhenjun and expressed his gratitude.

He stood up to say goodbye.

Wang Feng's eyes twitched slightly and he smiled bitterly:

"Senior Brother Nie's magic power is far superior to that of Junior Brother. Since I'm passing by, can you help Junior Brother share the pressure?"

"Nie has important matters to deal with, so it's not appropriate to take action."

Lu Changan shook his head and refused.

It's not that he doesn't want to help.

But once there is a fierce battle, the fluctuations of the Evergreen Dao Fruit will be easily sensed by True Lord Aoki in the Central Region.

Of course, Wang Feng helped him a little this time, and with the brotherhood of plastic technicians, he couldn't completely turn a blind eye.

Lu Changan pondered and said: "What trouble does Junior Brother Wang have? When Senior Brother comes back next time, I will help you solve it on the way."

"The Blood Bat King, one of the six kings of the Blood Spirit Sect, can Senior Brother Nie help us deal with it?"

Wang Feng said in a tentative and deliberative tone:

"This blood-dwelling magical power is difficult to deal with, and it has been targeting Wang. The spirit-transforming blood bat has made Lihuo Palace miserable, with constant casualties, and no chance for self-cultivation and respite. If this continues, Lihuo Palace may have a crisis that will last forever..."

"Blood Bat King?"

Lu Changan thought for a moment and suddenly had an impression.

Back then, he ran away from Daqing and pretended to be Master Xiang. He was targeted by the Blood Bat King and put a mark on the quasi-fourth-level puppet.

"I don't ask Senior Brother Nie to kill this beast. I will be satisfied if I can help Junior Brother seriously injure it once and let Lihuo Palace relax for a few years."

Wang Feng was afraid that Lu Changan would feel embarrassed, so he quickly added.

The magical power of the blood path has strong self-protection ability. In the early years, the giant of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance in the middle Nascent Soul stage cut the Blood Bat King in two without threatening his life.

Lu Changan had no time to think and agreed:

"The Blood Bat King is of average strength. I'll just wait for my senior brother to come back and help you kill him."

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Wang Feng was overjoyed and excited, and bowed his hands.

But when he calmed down, he found that Senior Brother Nie's promise was a bit perfunctory and said too lightly.

Wang Feng fought against the Blood Bat King many times, but was always suppressed and beaten.

He knew very well that the Blood Bat King was a veteran powerhouse in the early stage of Nascent Soul and could not be easily solved.

Could it be that Brother Nie knows how to let go of pigeons?

As Wang Feng's thoughts turned, he found that the hall was empty.

"Junior Brother Wang, see you next time."

Lu Changan took his warrant and flew to the territory of the Seven Nations Alliance.
Chapter completed!