The cold wind dissipated and the two figures were completely exposed.

They are two monks with a bone age of more than 2,000 years old.

These two people are tall, short, fat and thin, and they look harmonious when they stand together.

The short and fat man has a natural smile, as if everyone is smiling.

As for this tall and thin monk, he had an unkind look on his face. His entire face was penetrated by a scar, his cheekbones were protruding very seriously, and his outline was almost thin and deformed, just like a dead tree bark that had lost its moisture was hung on his face. I don’t know what a monk in the God Transformation Stage experienced to become like this.

In addition, these two people were more or less infected with a little demonic energy.

"Several friends have been working hard all the way, but we are in trouble to welcome you."

Seeing this, everyone summoned their natal magic weapons, their faces looked shocked. Some people reacted too fiercely and even took a few steps back.

After all, I was facing two monks in the God Transformation Stage, and no one dared to be careless at this time.

Of course, among so many cultivators, there are always two who are not afraid of death, who are overly angry because they see the true side of Haoran Sect.

Yun Huanling's eyes showed a sarcastic look, "It's this time, is it interesting to say these scenes?"

While he was speaking, he had already quietly summoned the Nine-Curved Compass. At this time, the Compass floated in the upper right side of his body. With just one command, it could immediately attack the enemy.

The short and fat cultivator smiled and looked at Yun Huanling, then his eyes fell on Yun Huanling's Nine-Curve compass. "I guess you are the newly cultivated treasures from Tianji Sect in the past hundred years."

"Yes or no, what are you doing?"

The short and fat man had a look of pity in his eyes, which was not sincere. "I just thought about the ending you were going to face, which made me feel a little bit unbearable..."

The monks who heard the words became more and more serious. Perhaps they knew that today's things would not be good, so everyone here had some kind of determination on their faces.

Everyone knew that the great secret of Haoran Sect was known to them, and these people would definitely not let them go easily. Seeing the short and fat monk's words so bluntly, his heart became more and more sank.

Yun Huanling said coldly, "What are you talking nonsense?"

The short and fat male cultivator did not continue to pay attention to Yun Huanling, but instead swept his eyes to everyone coming in.

All the people present were disciples of various sects and sects, and they were carrying some things that proved their identity.

So the short and fat monk almost glanced at him and almost understood the identities of everyone here.

"Sure enough, those who can get here are different from those idiots outside. They are all personal stories from various sects and sects, and even disciples of the Canglan Sect Law Enforcement Council were involved..."

The short and fat monk's eyes never took back after they fell on Xia Jue.

Su Jiu noticed that the short and fat monk saw Xia Jue for the first time, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

The short and fat monk wants the life of his senior brother!?

After staring at Xia Jue for a while, he finally sighed leisurely, "Seeing your black long gown and the golden embroidery on your shoulders, it suddenly reminded me of an old friend."

"That person was wearing clothes like yours in front of me, and he looked gentle and handsome. Unfortunately, he had a poor life..."

When the monk suddenly said this, the faces of the disciples of the Law Enforcement Clan became very unfair.

As everyone knows, the clothing of the law enforcement master is particularly customized, and only one person can wear such clothing in one session.

However, the short and fat monk said that he had seen someone appear in front of him in the same costume. Combined with the clues they had obtained before, it was obvious that this person was most likely the Lord of Duanmu Hall of their great ex.

Su Jiu stared at the two people, her eyes full of chill.

At the same time, the people from the Law Enforcement Hall began to secretly understand the purpose of the short and fat monk saying this.

Xia Jue's face was not as vigilant as others. He smiled gently, as if the person standing opposite him was not a monk from the God Transformation Stage, but the seniors of his own sect.

He held Qingyu Xiao, who had taken out the previous one and smiled and said, "I think seniors should have had any misunderstandings about our law enforcement hall."

Xia Jue acted calmly on his face, which made the short and fat man Cultivator look at him, "Oh? What's the misunderstanding?"

"Senior Duanmu has not left yet, so why is he so poor?"

As soon as Xia Jue finished speaking, the short and fat male cultivator's expression was twisted for a moment. The tall and thin male cultivator who had never spoken also raised his head and looked at Xia Jue gloomyly.

Because many people focus on them, this subtle expression can be said to have fallen into the eyes of most people.

A trace of enlightenment flashed through Su Jiu's eyes, and he instantly understood why his senior brother said this.

I think it's a test of something, something related to Senior Duanmu...

Now, the expressions of these two people show at least three points. First, these two people have indeed seen Senior Duanmu who has entered Fenglin Xinghe. Second, there is a grudge between them. Third, these two people are actually not sure about Senior Duanmu's life or death. Otherwise, even if the expressions just now are not calm, they would not show such distorted changes.

Tsk, the eldest brother is really getting more and more powerful. Even the enemy's God Transformation Stage dares to use this in his heart.

Xia Jue smiled. This smile could be said to be two more sincere than before. He raised his eyebrows slightly and did not talk about the matter about the Lord Duanmu Hall. After all, at this time, even if he asked, the other party might not be able to say it.

"If what I guess is right, the two should be Senior Mingshan and Senior Scar."

The short and fat monk paused slightly, and his eyes looked at Xia Jue with a little danger. "The little hall master is a little capable, and he even guessed the identities of us old guys."

Su Jiu's pupils turned lightly, was he guessed? I'm afraid that may not be possible. The law enforcement hall can always have information that others don't know, such as the twelve people in this secret realm responsible for suppressing the fracturing...

"What makes me curious is that the two seniors did not go to suppress the fracturing, but came here to look for us... Isn't it okay there?" Xia Jue's tone was light, but his eyes were locked firmly on the faces of the two, trying to continue to get some information from their expressions.

Su Jiu couldn't help but sigh, this is her senior brother.

At this time, the short and fat monk's expression was very relaxed, and there was nothing unusual on the face of the tall and thin monk. It can be seen that they didn't have to worry about the issue of crack suppression.

When Xia Jue saw this, his mind flipped, and his pupils were even more unsatisfied. At this moment, even Feng Qi and Su Jiu who knew him were still familiar with him, it was difficult for him to see anything from his eyes...

At this moment, the tall and thin male cultivator who had never spoken also spoke.

"You are talking nonsense now. Get started quickly, so you won't be able to get more dreams!"

The short and fat monk curled his lips, "Scar, you won't let me do it alone, right? These people are no more than those idiots just now. They are all marked by their elders.

It’s okay if one or two are all solved by me. You’re afraid you don’t want my life.”

Yes, if so many people are solved by a transformation of gods, it is a trace of consciousness left by these elders, which is enough to take the life of this person.

And this is actually because they came down to the two of them.

Of course, there are actually two more parts of the fear of the law enforcement hall that is inexplicable.

Even a law enforcement hall was enough to attract their attention. After all, if it weren't for too many coincidences, they would have been given a long time ago by Duanmu.

Perhaps it was the lesson that was too painful that made them more and more alert from their actions since then.

He even did not hesitate to build the appearance of Haoran Sect into a truly decent sect.

As for the real situation in the secret realm, the sect knows less than a dozen people.

Feng Qi glanced at the ghost jade hanging around his waist. At this time, Lu Mingyang could not show up because of his lack of soul power. However, what everyone said along the way, Lu Mingyang heard everything he heard.

I don’t know what kind of mood he would feel when he heard these people use Haoran Sect as an introduction to hide the dirty things he did.

Although most of the disciples of Haoran Sect are innocent and unaware of it, they still do so many things that aid the evil.

For example, every ten years, they would seal the entrance to the secret realm so that people outside thought they were protecting others and preventing others from entering the secret realm for the sake of the other party’s good.

Little do they know that it was just because during that period, it was the stage of the four-phase demons eating, and when the four-phase demons eating, they often made a lot of noise. They were also afraid that things would be exposed and that they would attract other people's attention...

So, to be honest, what these people who suppress the gap are most afraid of is that their personal disciples come in...

Because the personal disciples of various major sects are the most difficult to deal with, they have the divine marks of the elders on them. If they die, they will not only expose their locations, but also be attacked by the divine marks.

No one knows how many senior marks a personal disciple has on him.

Even if they caught Li Zijie, they would not dare to feed the four-phase demons easily, but kept locked up like this...

However, the outside world is different now, and what they want to do is about to be completed. It can be said that they are no longer afraid of the sects outside, so they now have the idea of ​​taking action.

So many genius disciples died at their hands like this, and they were excited just thinking about it.

With the turbulent thoughts, a layer of blood was invaded in the eyes of the short and fat monks without realizing it, and the demonic energy on their bodies became heavier and heavier.

Seeing this, Su Jiu's eyes were sharp. If the demonic energy on their bodies might have been contaminated with the demonic energy elsewhere when they first came here, then at this moment, she was extremely convinced that the tacit understanding of this short and fat monk was originally from his own dantian.

"Are you a demon cultivator!" Of course, Su Jiu was not the only one who discovered such an obvious thing, but also a few people spoke at the same time.

There was a commotion in the crowd, "You...you are crazy!"

Su Jiu also felt that things were moving in an incredible and extremely strange direction. She blinked her eyes gently, and silver light flashed in her eyes.

She saw clearly the dantian of the short and fat monk, and also clearly the dantian of the tall and thin monk.

The dantians of these two people have long been no longer the dantians of normal cultivators. They are half full of demonic energy and half full of spiritual energy.

What's strange is that the two do not blend together, but they do not collide with each other. The Weijing is clearly distinguished, like a peaceful neighbor.

"The demon spirit is one? How did this... do it?" Su Jiu's murmur was very small, but it still attracted the attention of several people present.

Xia Jue walked forward two steps, blocking the gaze of the two looking at Su Jiu, and at the same time, he whispered to Su Jiu and said, "Go back and explain it to you."

"Talented by strange eyes? Your law enforcement hall is really as talented as ever. I wonder what this little friend has seen?" The short and fat monk's tone was gentle, but his face was already ferocious and unrecognizable, and the murderous aura on his body was unconcealed.

Su Jiu held the Shuanghan Ziji Sword, and a cold voice came from behind Xia Jue, "What did you see? Haha, what have you become now? Have you not counted? It hurts others and will eventually harm yourself. Even if your appearance has not become like those monks who have been assimilated by the Four-Phase Demons, your temperament has changed a lot.

For example, irritable, irritable, bloodthirsty, and bloodthirsty?

If they are assimilated monsters, then you might call them a high-level monster?"

It was obviously a very serious matter, but the crowd remembered an inappropriate laughter.

In fact, they are not assimilated, and even compared with assimilation, these people seem to be very different. But Su Jiu doesn't understand this, so he can't explain clearly what's going on for a while.
To be continued...