Xuan Yin's face looked a little ugly, and his expression was somewhat unstable.
"This...this."
"He is in the Nanjiang Mountains and asked me to wait in the Wumen. Where exactly is he..." Cold sweat broke out on Xuan Yin's forehead.
On this mission, he got this lucrative job by virtue of his status as one of the heirs of the Xuan family. He accompanied him on a trip to Liangzhou and he had a hundred kilograms of spiritual stones.
You can also take advantage of the opportunity to get some puppets with high combat power.
Xuan Yin didn't dare to ask about other things.
One of the heirs of the Xuan family, his status is indeed extraordinary, but compared to the other eight heirs, he, Xuan Yin, is just a loser.
"The big boss will definitely come back to me after finishing his work!" Xuan Yin's mind was racing and he quickly added.
"Well, you are very good." Ye Wentian nodded.
"Next, let's talk about how much your life is worth."
After saying that, Ye Wentian released his palm.
Xuan Yin was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the person in front of him.
Haven't they been talking?
He just released the puppet seal, and he didn't hesitate to betray the Xuan family, tell the details of the mission, and explain the people behind it. Isn't this enough to change his life?
at this time.
"Whoops!"
"..."
Three sharp breaths locked onto Ye Wentian's figure.
"A foreign kid!"
"How can we allow you to be so presumptuous in our witch sect?"
"Array!"
Seeing Mr. Xuan being captured, the three elders of the Wumen in front could no longer sit still. While locking onto Ye Wentian, the elder stepped forward, with black energy billowing around him.
The two elders beside him followed closely behind, taking up positions to form a triangle, surrounding the people in front of them in the center.
The aura of the three elders surged, the black lines on their faces squirmed, and a rolling black air emerged from the heads of the three of them and rushed straight to the roof.
"Buzz!"
"..."
The air around shook.
Before anyone could react, a strong miasma began to gather above the heads of the three elders.
Like a dark cloud.
"This is?"
"The Miasma of Southern Border!"
Yang Zhidian, Hong Fu and others were obviously stunned for a moment.
There is no miasma in the air in the central area of southern Xinjiang. The Wumen people can attract it out of thin air, and it is so strong. There is indeed some means.
"Mr. Ye, be careful." Fanfan's eyes flashed, worry appearing on his face.
"It doesn't matter."
"..."
Ye Wentian looked calm and raised his hand to indicate.
His figure still stood motionless on the spot.
There are three old men all around, with murderous intent clearly visible in their eyes.
"I, Wu Chengfeng, the great elder of the Wu sect, will impose a punishment on behalf of the sect leader today."
"die!"
"Whoops..."
Wu Chengfeng shouted loudly, waved his sleeves and suddenly took a picture.
The black clouds above seemed to come to life, rolling and condensing, pouring down in the next second, covering Ye Wentian's entire body.
Xuan Yin's eyes lit up at the side.
"pretty!"
"The miasma in southern Xinjiang, the big boss once said, even he needs to resist it with all his strength." Xuan Yin was happy in his heart.
Without the Great Flame Dragon King, no one can break his secret puppet technique.
Wu Chengfeng glanced over at this moment: "I and the three of us can work together to turn that child into the miasma. Mr. Xuan, you can deal with other outsiders as you wish."
In the Wumen Miasma Formation, the Great Elder has absolute confidence, and his face is full of confidence.
No matter how strong that child is, it is only a matter of time before he is poisoned.
Xuan Yin nodded and glanced at the people around him. He felt a thrill in his heart and couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Something... is wrong." Xuan Yin thought to himself, suppressing the urge to take action.
aside
The state leader has no intention of taking action.
The other masters who came here with the Great Flame Dragon King could not see any signs of nervousness on their faces.
"Could it be?"
"..."
Xuan Yin's eyes trembled.
He didn't want to believe it in his heart, but his eyes suddenly fell forward, staring at the black pillar of miasma.
The atmosphere in the hall was slightly tense.
The three elders of the Wumen all had doubts on their faces.
"Mr. Xuan?"
"The three of us can't get away for the time being, so you just have to... huh? Ah! Hiss!"
Before the great elder finished speaking, his tone suddenly paused.
Staring ahead, his expression changed drastically.
Due to the attention of everyone.
Even the white-faced young man in front of the Wu Sect who had been silent all this time couldn't help but stand up.
"Buzz!"
"Buzz..."
The poisonous miasma ahead suddenly rolled abnormally.
Then, as if it was split open by something, a crack appeared, and the figure inside slowly walked out.
"That's it?"
"Is this the true strength of the Wumen in your mouth?" Ye Wentian looked strange. After walking out of the poisonous miasma, he glanced at the elder in front of him.
The elder of the Wumen was stunned on the spot, staring at the young man in front of him, his face full of disbelief.
"impossible!"
"You...do you have a special medicine to cure the miasma in southern Xinjiang?" Wu Chengfeng's eyes showed fear for the first time.
Apart from that, he couldn't think of the second possibility.
Ye Wentian was stunned for a moment: "Precious medicine?"
"It's just a small miasma. Do you think this thing is your trump card?" Ye Wentian smiled lightly and even took a deep breath in front of the people in front of him.
The thick miasma around him merged into his body.
The Xuantian Kung in his body was running on its own, and almost at the same moment, the poisonous miasma was digested and dissipated in his body.
In the hall, it was much quieter.
Even Yang Zhidian and others couldn't help but sigh secretly when they looked at Ye Wentian.
A little miasma?
That is the miasma of Southern Xinjiang that can poison even the innate realm!
"you……"
"Pfft!" Wu Chengfeng was so angry that he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, staring at the person in front of him.
The other two elders were also shocked, looking at the young man in front of them with their pupils shrinking.
Xuan Yin even trembled, feeling secretly grateful in his heart.
Fortunately, Xuan was wise. If he had believed the elders of the Wumen just now, he would have become cold by now.
Sitting on the main seat in front, the young sect master had a strange look on his face. .z.
"Are you immune to miasma poison?" The sect master's eyes flashed, as if he had discovered a new world.
Ye Wentian looked up.
Apart from the showmanship when they first met, this young sect leader never exuded any aura from the beginning to the end, let alone murderous intent.
It was as if the things here had nothing to do with him.
The three Wumen elders reacted at this moment, and their aura was restrained.
The poisonous miasma ahead dispersed into the air.
"snort!"
"As an outsider, even if you are immune to the miasma, you still cannot escape death today."
"Where are the disciples of the Wu sect? Gather all the warriors of our sect and help me surround and kill this boy." The great elder Wu Chengfeng snorted coldly.
If they were outside, they would indeed be invincible.
But in the witch sect, there is always a time when the children are exhausted.
"yes!"
"rustle."
"..."
The martial arts warriors from the outer sect began to gather inward. Their strength was very average, but their numbers were large, and hundreds of them gathered in an instant.
Fierce murderous intent enveloped Ye Wentian and the others.
Yang Zhidian, Hong Fu, Hao Ji and others couldn't help but frown.
The atmosphere was tense.
"Haha, haha, little
Son, if I don’t believe it, can you still kill all the thousands of disciples of my Wumen? "The great elder Wu Chengfeng laughed loudly.
