The two mysterious men endured the pain, lifted up the spiritual power in their bodies, and used certain magic.

However, before they could fully mobilize their spiritual power, Ji Qianming pressed them to the ground with his backhand, swung his fist wrapped around the power of the underworld, and beat him up.

The fist fell on the two of them like raindrops, and the power of the underworld penetrated into their bodies along the wound, gradually blocking the meridians, and soon their cultivation was completely abolished.

When Ji Qianming slowly stood up from the pit, the two of them were beaten to the point of being slim and their heads were swollen into pig's heads.

"You geniuses, you don't listen if you speak well, and you have to find a fight for yourself..." Ji Qianming shrugged, threw the two of them into the mirror world like throwing garbage, and turned around and walked out of the deep pit.

At this moment, Jiang Lihen rushed over and asked in surprise: "What happened just now?"

"It's nothing. I met two geniuses from unknown sects and were unwilling to join the Shangxie Society, so I beat them up." Ji Qianming waved his hand casually.

Just as he was about to leave, two more streams of light shone across the sky, as if looking for something. After searching for something, he didn't find anything, so he turned around and left.

Ji Qianming's feet, which had already taken out, took back his feet, looked at the two gray-red practitioners who were leaving, licked their lips, and their eyes shone again.

"Which sect is this? Why are there so many geniuses of the God King level at the half-step... geniuses should not leave! I'm here!!"

Ji Qianming followed without saying a word.

Only Jiang Lihen stood there, scratching his head blankly.

...

Plop!

Blood flowed down his broken body, and a long green jade sword slowly pulled out from it. With a dull sound, the body fell heavily to the ground.

Lin Zimu shook off the blood from the sword body, looked at the mysterious man in gray-red costume in front of him, and his brows frowned slightly.

"Who are these people?"

On the side, the hooded man also solved an enemy. After pondering for a while, he slowly spoke: "Mastered by assassination skills, ruthless methods, half-step God King realm, and used to acting together... With these, what did you think of?"

Lin Zimu's eyes narrowed slightly, "You mean, the killing hall of Youge?"

"This is the only possibility."

"Why did the assassins from Killing Hall gather in the mountains and rivers? How did they come in?"

"Maybe it's going to kill some important person? Is it the Holy Son of a Holy Land? No, if the target is the Holy Son, just one group of people is enough, but there were obviously at least three groups of people here just now... Who is their target?" The hooded man thought about it more and more difficult to understand.

"This Yulan Festival is indeed not simple." Lin Zimu lowered his head and thought for a while, and continued: "I just heard the news that after those disciples who participated in the Yulan Festival found that the gray beads could not be used, they gathered in the central area independently. If the president was here, they would definitely go there... Let's meet with the president first, and then talk about other things after the meeting."

"Assassins from Killing Hall have appeared here. Are you sure the president will not have any accidents? Even the Holy Land Holy Lord figure cannot guarantee that he can survive the joint efforts of the Killing Hall assassins." The hooded man frowned and said.

Lin Zimu looked at him with a smile, shook his head without saying a word.

...

"Tsk...what is going on with these disciples? They turn against each other faster than flipping books. They don't listen to people finish their words, and they are not polite at all." Ji Qianming threw two assassins of the Killing Hall who were beaten to the point of being unpopular into the mirror world and said cursingly.

Jiang Lihen tilted his head and thought for a while, "Maybe they are in a bad mood..."

"... By the way, where did those disciples go? Although I have caught a lot, there should be more than a hundred people left in the mountains and rivers. Why are they all gone?" Ji Qianming muttered suspiciously.

Jiang Lihen didn't know anything, so he could only follow Ji Qianming and wander around aimlessly.

After about half an hour, two people took the sword into the air. After discovering Ji Qianming and the others, they fell straight down.

"It seems they are coming for us. Do you want to fight?" Jiang Lihen narrowed his eyes slightly, and he pulled out a black knife from behind, exuding a faint murderous intent.

Ji Qianming smiled and shook his head, "No, they are their own people."

The two of them fell from the air, and they were Chen Jiusu and Ke Dong who had been separated for a long time.

When they saw Jiang Lihen beside Ji Qianming, a little surprise appeared in their eyes, "Is this?"

"Jiang Lihen, a new member of the Shangxie Society, but now his strength has not reached the half-step level of the God King realm. Let's be a Taoist son first. The mission of the Taoist master is too dangerous for him." Ji Qianming turned to look at Jiang Lihen, who naturally had no objection.

"Where are you going? I searched for you for most of the day but couldn't find you." A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Ji Qianming's mouth.

"I was teleported to the north at the beginning, but later I met Ke Dong. I walked around for a long time but couldn't find you. I thought you had already rushed to the central area." Chen Jiusu said helplessly.

"The Central Land? Why go there?" Ji Qianming was confused.

Chen Jiusu and Ke Dong looked at each other, "Don't you know? After the geniuses who participated in the Ullam-like event found that the gray beads could not be teleported, they felt something was wrong. Several holy sons and family geniuses joined forces to concentrate all participants in the central area to prevent accidents."

Ji Qianming said in surprise: "They have been squatting together? No wonder no one can touch anyone for so long... But those holy sons are still smart and can come up with such a solution."

"They are all top geniuses in the divine world, don't underestimate them too much." Ke Dong smiled.

"It's good to have a group together, so I can save myself searching for them one by one. How are their strength?" Ji Qianming asked indifferently.

"Among these people, there are only five who have reached the realm of the Half Step God King, the Holy Son of Wanchu, the Holy Son of Liyang, Zhu Shun, the genius of the Zhu family, Li Daoyi of the Li family, and Ji An, the casual cultivator of the Golden Snake Lord... Most of the others are Taixu and Tongxuan realms, with about one hundred people." Ke Dong had obviously investigated the situation in the central area and said as many as his friends.

"What about the five and a half-step God King... the problem should not be big."

"No, it's not that simple." Ke Dong shook his head, "Among these people, Zhou Yu, who joined forces with several disciples who are proficient in formations to set up 412 formations in the central area, which can attack and defend. Some of them involve space laws, which are almost comparable to the mountain protection formations of some large sects. Even if we join forces, it will be difficult to attack in a short time."

"Four hundred and twelve formations... is he a madman? And where did he get so many materials?" Ji Qianming's mouth twitched slightly.

Chen Jiusu glanced at him, "Don't forget that those saints and geniuses from aristocratic families are all local wealthy people."
Chapter completed!