"Team Fengyun..."
Everyone looked at each other with different expressions, and became more and more curious about the origins of the eight Yunzheng people. In terms of their talents and strength, it was impossible for them to be unknown before.
So, where did Team Storm come from?
Could it be over there in Tianze Shenzhou?
The more everyone thought about it, the more they became afraid of the eight Yunzheng people, especially Yunzheng.
Yunzheng is now at the seventh level of the Heavenly God realm, and is still one step away from becoming a god. Even if she does not become a god, her strength is enough to stand at the top of the five states.
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Yunzheng jumped down and quickly reached the side of a mysterious man who was still alive. She squatted down and put her hand on his Tianling Cap without hesitation. She quickly unfolded her mental power and directed her towards him. Used the Soul Searching Technique.
She wants to know which force these mysterious people belong to?
"Ahhh..." This mysterious man breathed his last breath, and his sea of consciousness was violently invaded by spiritual power, and he howled in pain.
Yunzheng saw many memory fragments in his sea of consciousness, among which was their master!
She frowned.
After a long time, she withdrew her mental power, and the mysterious man breathed his last and went to see the Lord of Hell.
"How is it?" The friends dragged their seriously injured and weak bodies to Yunzheng's side and asked solemnly.
"I already know who the lord they are loyal to is." Yunzheng pursed her lips, then her eyes fell on Zhongli Wuyuan, her eyes were a little deeper, and she asked: "Zhongli, what do you have to say? "
As soon as these words came out, the friends were stunned.
Yu Qiu looked confused, "What does this have to do with Zhongli?"
"That's right." Mo Jing answered and said jokingly: "Is it possible that Zhongli is their master?"
Yunzheng's eyebrows were solemn, and he raised his eyes and stared at Zhongli Wuyuan closely.
Nangong Qingqing was stunned and glanced sideways at Zhongli Wuyuan.
Mo Jing was shocked when he saw Yunzheng's expression. Could he be right? Is Zhongli the culprit? Just when he was thinking wildly, Zhongli Wuyuan slowly spoke.
"I've seen the clothes they wear. If I guess correctly, they should be closely related to the Wanqi family that guards the Tianyin Demon Realm."
When the friends heard this, they were a little confused for a moment. After coming back to their senses and carefully considering the meaning of his words, they realized that these mysterious people were related to the Tianyin Demon Realm, and Zhongli came out of the Tianyin Demon Realm. So it’s not surprising to see the costumes worn by these mysterious people.
Yunzheng said calmly: "I also discovered the existence of the Tianyin Demon Realm in this person's memory, so I asked you."
Mo Jing breathed out, raised his hand and patted his chest, and said in a resentful tone: "Ayun, are you asking a simple question? It scared me to death. I thought Zhongli was the leader of this group of mysterious people!"
"How do you think that Zhongli is the leader of this group of mysterious people?" Yu Qiu said with a slight twitch in his mouth, quite disgusted.
Mo Jing sighed: "Hey, didn't I think that Zhongli might have been a powerful person in his previous life, and then reincarnated as a human..."
Yunzheng noticed that many cultivators were coming here, as if they wanted to check out the final situation, or they came with evil intentions.
Yunzheng's eyes flashed, and she raised her hand and quickly set up a barrier formation on the boundary of Tianshu Immortal Academy, making it impossible for outsiders to see in.
After setting up the barrier formation, she looked at them seriously.
"We will talk about this group of mysterious people later. You are seriously injured, please heal your injuries first. My injuries are minor, and I can heal them for Dean and others."
"Okay." Several people agreed.
After a pause, Feng Xinglan, Mu Yin, and Nangong Qingqing said at the same time, "I want to advance."
As soon as these words came out, the three of them looked at each other and immediately smiled.
Yunzheng laughed, "Then you advance first, I'm here."
Mo Jing's eyes revealed a look of envy and hatred, and he sighed deeply. He also wanted to advance, but the accumulation of spiritual power was always a little short of that.
Yunzheng summoned the Hunyuan Tower and teleported Dean Lian Pihou and the disciples of Tianshu Immortal Academy. As soon as they appeared, they were so excited that they burst into tears and almost kowtowed to Yunzheng and the others in gratitude. .
However, Yunzheng glanced at them indifferently, and they suddenly froze on the spot, unable to even speak.
"Stay well and don't move." Yunzheng sighed. She had no time to pay attention to them for the time being, because she saw that Dean Pihou and Sun Zi were seriously injured, and they had to be treated quickly, otherwise they would Leave the root of disease in their body.
The disciples of Tianshu Immortal Academy suddenly did not dare to say anything.
Even the children did not dare to speak. They just stared at Senior Sister Yunzheng with tears in their eyes, hoping that this omnipotent Senior Sister would cure the dean and the senior brothers and sisters.
Just when Yunzheng was about to help Lian Pihou look at his injuries, a gentle male voice came from the sea of consciousness.
"Yundao...Master, I can help you heal their injuries."
Yunzheng was stunned for a moment.
Canglan Jade?
Without much hesitation, Yunzheng released Canglan Jingyu from the Hunyuan Tower. He was dressed in simple white clothes. He was too thin and his handsome face was sickly white. His eyes were soft, but It makes people feel alienated and indifferent. When he appears, it seems that the temperature here has dropped.
A little cold.
Yunzheng's eyes touched Canglan Jingyu's clothes, and she remembered his experience of being exterminated. She spoke softly: "From now on, you can just call me Yunzheng, or you can call me Zhengzheng. You don't have to call me master. I'm not used to it." . Please help me check the injuries of these disciples first."
"Yeah." Canglan Jingyu looked confused and pursed her lips.
After Yunzheng finished explaining, she no longer looked at Canglan Jingyu, but focused her attention on Lian Pihou.
At this time, Lian Pihou's hair was gray and his face looked like he was ten years older. He had many comminuted fractures on his body, several holes had been stabbed in his body, he had lost too much blood, and his cultivation had actually regressed by several hours. Realm, now only the second level of God Realm.
If Yan Chen hadn't simply treated his wound just now, I'm afraid Lian Pihou would never be the same again.
Lian Pihou fell into a coma.
Yunzheng's face was solemn, and she quickly gathered her light spiritual power and tried her best to heal his injuries.
A large roll also floated out from Fengxing's space. He held a white gauze and then expertly applied medicine and bandages to the injured disciples.
Canglan Jingyu participated in the rescue operation. Although he did not have medical skills, he could give spiritual power to the injured.
After making a contract with Yunzheng, his cultivation level reached the seventh level of the True God Realm in just a few days. When he first reached this level, he was not familiar with how to control such a powerful force, because this power was very harmful to him. Very strange to me.
After all, he did not improve his cultivation through actual training and actual combat experience.
But in the past few days, he has been practicing the use of spiritual power repeatedly. With his top talent and understanding, he has now achieved some success.
But for some reason, since the contract with Yunzheng, there was a strange memory fragment in his mind.
