"Oh? But what's so strange?" Ling Weiyun's clone suddenly became interested and looked at the two masters of Yuqing Clan curiously.
I wondered in my heart: "Then Wu Ye is only in the late stage of the tenth rank. Could it be that with my strength in guarding the tower, the result will not be as good as his?"
Just when the withered old man was confused, Liu Yidao made a shocking statement and directly revealed the suspense: "Brother Ling, according to what Wu Ye said, there are eleven people in this group of men in black.
Among them, most of them are in the early stage of the tenth turn, and the remaining half are in the middle stage of the tenth turn. Only one person is at the peak of the ninth turn. And it was the person at the peak of the ninth rank who brought a high-level magic weapon to restrain the thunder attribute, named: Golden Silk Net!
Obviously, the other party is well prepared and is specifically targeting your thunder attribute!
If the person guarding the tower hadn't been replaced by Wu Ye, completely disrupting their plan, the consequences would have been unimaginable! "
"What, a golden mesh!?" The haggard old man stood up as if he had seen a ghost. His expression was uncertain. The metallic magic weapon was a conductive material.
Although thunder is more violent than pure points, the fact that "thunder is made of electricity" cannot be denied.
Assuming that he really encountered it in person, it would be a bit tricky. However, Feng Ling believed that it would still be his Ling Weiyun clone who would win in the end.
"Alas~, the defense formation hidden around the Ghost Locking Tower has been exposed!" Seeing the withered old man's uncertain expression, Feng Tianjue sighed sadly and waved his hand to activate the gleaming barrier outside the Ghost Locking Tower. .
He didn't want to hide anything anymore. The Great Elder and others already knew it anyway, so why bother to hide it from his own people?
"There is actually a defensive formation! No wonder Wu Ye alone can successfully stop a group of people from the opponent!" Ling Weiyun's clone was also surprised.
He secretly said that he has been guarding this place for a while. People who come in and out on weekdays don't even notice that there are formations hidden around him!
"Well, this is indeed the key to Wu Ye's victory against the enemy!" Liu Yidao nodded in agreement.
Then, the old face was full of worry: "These people will definitely not give up! When they come again in the future, they will definitely be more fully prepared!"
"Sect Master, Yi Dao, have you found the traitor?" Ling Weiyun's clone frowned and looked squarely at the two people at the table. When something like this happened, no one would believe it if no one was involved.
"Oh~, no, we only heard Wu Ye say that judging from the moves he fought with the opponent, he should be... someone from Blunt Weapon Valley!"
Feng Tianjue was also very helpless. At that time, he happened to go to the duel field to find Liu Yidao. After what happened, he was unable to detect any clues.
In fact, Feng Tianjue also suspected that Ling Weiyun's clone was a traitor at first, but then he denied it himself. There are two points that can prove his innocence:
First of all, he sent the people out personally; secondly, the golden wire mesh of this group of people was specially prepared for the haggard old man!
"Well, let me leave this matter to the old man!" He only listened to the clues provided by others, but did not look for them himself. Thinking like this, the haggard old man looked slightly unhappy.
"Brother Ling, please don't be angry. It's not that the sect master and I intend to let this matter go unchecked, but the time for the disciple competition within the sect is getting closer and closer... and many disciples who have gone out to practice will be back.
Originally, the case of the evil spiritual master's "lurking murder" has not yet been completely solved. If at this juncture, a strict investigation was announced on the attack on the Ghost Lock Tower.
Then, it will definitely cause people to panic and cause the entire inner and outer disciples to panic!
In this way, it will not only be detrimental to the disciple's performance in the upcoming competition, but also make it easier for "careful people" who take advantage of the opportunity to spread rumors!
Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons, the sect leader and I both believe that the attack on the Ghost Locking Tower should not be made public in the sect. We can only wait until the sect competition is over before we talk about it! "
Spouting so many words in one breath was a sign of Liu Yidao's advanced cultivation. After explaining clearly, he couldn't help but exhale a long breath.
"Sorry, I was reckless!" Ling Weiyun's clone showed a hint of apology. Previously, he had forgotten about the "Sect Disciple Competition".
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! After the competition, we really have to rely on Brother Ling for this matter!" The purple golden crown shook slightly, and the Yuqing Sect Master smiled cheerfully. Instead of criticizing, he toasted a glass of wine in a friendly manner.
Feng Tianjue was very happy when he saw that a jar of wine had been poured into the stomachs of the three of them. He was not afraid of showing off to himself "for the sake of Yu Qingzong". He was afraid of the kind of "showing off for the sake of showing off". And just to show off to yourself.
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At the entrance to the eighth floor of the Ghost Lock Tower, black raindrops were falling. Three meters in front of a black door stood two 17- or 18-year-old sword-wielding youths. The two were facing away and looking sideways from time to time. Towards the gloomy and dark surroundings...
"Quack~!" Suddenly, a shrill scream rang out in their ears, and then a string of black shadows, wrapped in the cold and strange black rain, attacked the two young men at high speed.
"Hmph, hum~! I've been waiting for you to show up!" The two embarrassed young men looked at each other sideways, and they could see a hint of joy and disdain in their tired eyes.
"Bang~!" With a loud noise, the eighth floor space trembled slightly, the miserable ghost screams were accompanied by dark winds, and the black rain stopped immediately.
"Charming~...!" The disappearing ghost screams all around suddenly came one after another. The expressions of the two young men dressed as disciples changed after hearing the news, and they quickly turned around and disappeared into the black door behind them.
"Brother, I'll give it to you this time!" After returning to the seventh floor, the thin disciple took the lead in speaking to the fat disciple next to him, and then handed him the ghost body imprisoned by the magic.
"Yeah." Zhu Bupang nodded slightly. Last time, he gave up the ghost body to Gou Bushou. Thinking of this, he didn't show any pretense and directly used the Ghost Spirit Order to kill the eighth-level ghost. Absorb.
"Who!?" After the light flashed, Zhu Bupang and the two were about to leave, but suddenly they found a moving figure with white hair beside them. The strange look made their hair stand on end and the corners of their eyes tingled. .
"Disciple..." An old, drawn-out voice that scares people to death and makes them pay for their lives comes from far and near, as if it comes from the tomb...
At some point, the figure had floated in front of the two disciples who were looking around in fear, and a strange smiling face with pale wrinkles came into view...
"Ah~...! There is a ghost!"
"Go away, go away quickly...!"
Dodging two attacks that were coming like crazy, the withered old man looked at the two of them with black lines on his head.
I saw two people, Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou. One was screaming in fear and attacking while the other was pointing his fingers with trembling hands and chanting the ghost exorcism spell.
