Yunlun Mountains, the first dragon vein.
It is different from many trialists who are attracted by the torrent of treasures and go down the mountain to hunt for treasures and exchange points.
Jiang Xian has always adhered to the First Dragon Vein. Even if the people below strongly suggested it, he would not go down the mountain.
No one knows why Jiang Xian acted. There are many rumors among the people guarding the mountain. In the last battle, Young Master Jiang was choked and frightened by Xu Shaoxu, but now he is starting to become more attentive.
But this rumor was suppressed vigorously before it even started.
This was naturally done by Jiang Xian.
On the top of the mountain range, Jiang Xian stood alone on the boulder, abandoning his left and right, looking into the vast distance, with a slightly anxious look in his eyes.
"More than ten days..."
He muttered to himself, not knowing what he was thinking about.
The trial in the royal city may be an opportunity for others, but in Jiang Xian's view, it is dispensable.
Even if he fights to the end, reaches the top thirty-six in the standings, and successfully enters the Holy Palace trial, it doesn't matter.
The unique inheritance of the Semi-Saint Jiang family is not much worse than that of the Holy Palace.
In fact, compared to the Jiang clan members, his own inheritance is more suitable for him. It can be said that Jiang Xian has no need to participate in this royal city trial.
But ever since Jiang Xian met the King of Hell in the Heavenly Prayer Forest of Dongtian King City, and was poached by a pair of "Three-Year Pupils", the tasks given to him by his clan began to change.
In front of the "Sanyan Tongmu", his mission is to cooperate with the "Tianzhizhu" to search for the whereabouts of more Leijiatong.
After losing the "Three Tired Pupils", his mission is to enter the royal city for a trial. All actions must be carried out according to the rules of the trial, with the premise of protecting himself and waiting for the changes.
"Time changes..."
Jiang Xian didn't even know how long he would have to wait.
Before the second round of the Royal City Trial, after seeing the "special physiques" of Mr. Xu and the little girl Mu Xiaogong beside him, Jiang Xian knew that the water in the Yunlun Mountains was too deep!
Here, the more you try to make trouble, the more miserable the outcome may be.
So as soon as the battle for the Nine Dragons Vein began, he took up the mountain as a defense, used his men as hidden lines, and dispersed them one by one, with the main goal of collecting intelligence, and put down his desire to fight.
"Master Jiang."
While I was thinking deeply, a subordinate came up from the mountain and spoke respectfully.
"explain."
Jiang Xian pinched his eyebrows, knowing that another piece of information was coming.
Not long ago, he collected information through hidden lines that high-level officials of the Holy Temple were killed in the Yunlun Mountains.
A message was sent to the clan through special channels, and after being confirmed, it was discovered that the first alien from another tribe died here.
This made Jiang Xian very scared!
The dignified leader of the different tribes died in the Yunlun Mountains. He simply didn't know how to react.
Earlier, when the saints fought against each other and fought high in the Yunlun Mountains, he collected good information and verified it with the clan, and got the information that the eight saint slaves, the first of them, were secretly controlling the situation.
This makes Jiang Xian very anxious!
Even the Sage War has come out, but the "time change" that the clan calls "time change" has not yet arrived. If he waits any longer, Jiang Xian may not be able to leave the Yunlun Mountains!
The subordinates stood respectfully on one side. They waited until Major Jiang cast his gaze and then solemnly reported:
"Reporting to Young Master Jiang, we have conducted a secret investigation. Many law enforcement officers have gathered near the Ninth Dragon Vein. Even Rao Jianxian no longer guards the cracks in the Void Island. Instead, he personally leads the team there.
"Among them were accompanying Wang Dachui, the head of the body department, and other powerful masters of the Dao Zhan and Throne.
"In addition, Teng Shanhai, the head of the war department, is still in front of the crack in the Void Island. His men have gathered thirteen Taixu experts who want to make contributions in exchange for opportunities."
Jiang Xian's mouth twitched when he heard this.
Rao Yaoyao and Wang Sledgehammer, who is this combination going to take?
Teng Shanhai has Thirteen Taixu as his subordinates. If this force also ends up, who will be killed in the Yunlun Mountains?
"Where are the others?" Jiang Xian asked after calming down.
The subordinate responded respectfully: "According to the feedback from the clan, the first Yu Lingdi of the Spiritual Department is suspected to be trapped in the Void Island, and the first Night Owl of the Anbu is still out of contact, but the 'Three Sticks of Incense' has placed a black gold reward. It should be the Night Owl in the beginning." Take action, currently, in the five regions of the mainland, there are no less than double digits of gold medal hunting order killers coming to the East Heaven Realm."
"Double digits?" Jiang Xian's eyebrows jumped.
"This is only on the surface and starting now. After that, more killers should come." The subordinate said.
"Who...are they planning to kill?"
"Holy slave, Xu Xiaoshou!"
When Jiang Xian heard this, he closed his eyes heavily.
What the hell is going on?
Saint slave Xu Xiaoshou, a master in cultivation, the ANBU dispatched more than ten gold medal hunting order killers to kill him?
From this point of view, Yi died in the hands of Xu Xiaoshou?
"Have you investigated the situation of strange death clearly?" Jiang Xian asked as he followed his train of thought.
"No." The subordinate shook his head flatly, "The Holy Temple has not yet figured out the situation. Even if we have people inside, we can't get the information."
Jiang Xian was silent.
Saint slave Xu Xiaoshou must be so bold that he dares to kill anyone...
Even if the leader of the foreign department puts his head in front of him and lets Jiang Xian chop it, he, Jiang Xian, doesn't even dare to do it!
Because Jiang Xian knew how much trouble would be involved after the head was cut off.
"Any other messages?"
"have."
The subordinate nodded, took out the envelope from his pocket, presented it and said: "A letter from Senior Jiang Chaotian to Young Master Jiang."
letter……
Jiang Xian took the letter and felt anxious for no reason.
At this time, an inexplicable letter was sent, which gave him a bad premonition.
"If you have nothing else to do, please step back first."
After waving his subordinates away, Jiang Xian scratched the paint, took out the letter, and spread it out front.
There was no text on the letter, only a very complicated pattern that made people dizzy.
"Array?"
Jiang Xian searched high and low but couldn't find any other text introduction.
At this time, there was a faint sense of summons from the Xin Shang Battle Diagram. Jiang Xianruo realized something, cut the skin of his fingertips, and dripped a drop of blood on it.
Buzz!
The array pattern brightened, and then turned into a space passage, and the familiar face Jiang Chaotian walked out of it.
"this?"
Jiang Xian was shocked. He looked Jiang Chaotian up and down and found that the aura of the Zhandao guard was not concealed at all. He said in disbelief: "How dare you enter the Yunlun Mountains blatantly?"
Jiang Chaotian was walking in a hurry, his face was purple, and he seemed to have not rested well. He also seemed to be shocked by some important news and could not calm down at all.
He explained in a few words: "There is not so much time... Mr. Jiang, the time has come. Rao Yaoyao is now leading a large number of people to Guyin Cliff. The defenses of the Yunlun Mountains have been loosened. There are people from our clan in the Yunjing World." They can’t detect me due to the Half-Saint interference.”
Jiang Xian was silent.
The Jiang family's half-saint personally helped you interfere with your perception of the cloud world. Jiang Chaotian, are you talking in your sleep?
He did not express his inner doubts, but asked calmly: "So, why did you come here?"
Jiang Chaotian took a deep breath: "Summon the Semi-Saint!"
What?
Jiang Xian staggered immediately, almost thinking that he heard wrongly, and said in fear: "Summoning a Half Saint? Where is the Half Saint?"
"My clan's semi-saint!" Jiang Chaotian added.
"The arrival of a semi-saint in person, or... the incarnation of a semi-saint, the arrival of a semi-saint's will, or an icon?" Jiang Xian asked sideways, lowering his tone every sentence, trying to keep up with Jiang Chaotian's channel, and trying to put this conversation into context. The risk is lowered.
"The Semi-Saint is here!" Jiang Chaotian gave the most terrifying answer without any hesitation.
Why... Jiang Xian's eyes widened at this moment, and a hundred thousand reasons floated through his mind. For a long time, he couldn't figure out why he summoned the semi-saint so suddenly.
Is something big going to happen in the Yunlun Mountains?
After failing to keep up with the last saint war, our half-saints also plan to come over and have a fight, showing off their majesty?
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...
"What are you trying to do?" Jiang Xian lowered his voice and asked. He couldn't summon the semi-saint to kill the saint slave Xu Xiaoshou, right?
Jiang Chaotian stopped answering now. 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.
When Tianqi Lin was in 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.
It seems now...
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 the 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 back thoughtfully, 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 inside.
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 stopped staying, threw up his arms with the sack, 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, the figure was still gloomy and did not smell like a living person, just like a dead corpse.
The black figure is covered with a black feather coat. It has 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?"
Ye Xiao officially appeared in the Yunlun Mountains for the first time since losing contact, and murmured without any emotion.
Her face was shrouded in darkness and her emotions could not be seen.
"Very well, come all, the more you come, the better!"
After a long pause, this mammoth black figure moved forward, tracing the traces of the person who was retreating in front of him in the vast mountains and fields, slightly lonely.
…
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 focal points that will inevitably set off a storm of terror.
The Holy Slave Xu Xiaoshou, the Holy Palace Ye Xiaotian, the red-robed Taoist Master Rao Yaoyao, the leader of the Body Department Wang Dachui...
Yu Zhiwen leaned forward as he watched, his pair of starry eyes staring intently at the screen of the spiritual mirror. The long-lost familiarity was mixed with some unfamiliar faces.
"How come you are 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 on the side 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 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 bring 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 previous 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 whispered.
At this time.
A voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Why can't you just kill him?"
"Not so good..." Yu Zhiwen responded unconsciously.
The main seat of the Spiritual Mirror is guarded 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!
How could a male voice get 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!
Yu Zhiwen looked back in horror.
