"I can't solve anything if I talk about it for a day here." Guan Xingyu said slowly: "I think... we should go there."

"We haven't reached an agreement yet?" the old man named Gao Chenghui shook his head and said, "What's the use of the past now? Let's go up and grab the Evil Lord Order together? And, if anyone among us is hesitant, the other two may be in trouble."

At this moment, a deafening sound came from the depths of the Xiejun Platform. The clouds in the distance were shattered by force. In the blink of an eye, the shock wave swept across the mountain peak where the few of them stood, shattering the hair of several people and blew their clothes into a roar.

Su Tang was surprised, and Gao Chenghui and Guan Xingyu also showed shock. They looked at each other, jumped up at the same time, and floated to the depths of the Xiejun Platform.

Although there is no trust between each other, we cannot wait for failure to come, and we must always go over and see it with our own eyes.

However, the speed of several people was not fast, and Su Tang did not release the demon wings. He kept flying and sighing in his heart. This is a pure mob, right? Gao Chenghui won't talk about it for now. Can Guan Xingyu escape under the blood horse Xiaohua? Can this snail crawl speed? He would have been chopped to pieces by blood horse Xiaohua long ago.

This combination is completely meaningless. It can be said that it is to betray each other and betray each other.

While Su Tang was thinking about his own thoughts, Gao Chenghui and Guan Xingyu's eyes kept flashing. Obviously, they could not trust each other.

In a moment, Su Tang and his men had approached the center of the Xiejun Platform and were seeing the battle group ahead.

Yan Feiyue fought with an old man and a middle-aged man in black. Her cultivation in the stacking technique had surpassed that of the great demon Sikongcuo, and her body was almost as fast as lightning, and her movements were mysterious. It was difficult for ordinary practitioners to resist her storm-like offensive, but the old man fought on a flying peak. The mountain was covered with countless black plants and vines. Yan Feiyue was a little afraid of the black vegetation with her teeth and claws, and her body movements were naturally restricted. In addition, she was one-on-two, and she could not gain an advantage for the time being.

Su Tang was a little stunned. He recognized the middle-aged man in black. No matter how to be in July of the mountain, there were a total of three great-level practitioners. The middle-aged man in black was one of them. He left a mark on the other party and tried to track down the lair of the Hall of Rebirth. Unexpectedly, the other party met a capable man, not only cracked his mark, but also almost fell into the trap.

I thought the two sides would not have any intersection in the short term, but I didn’t expect to meet here. Is this fate? Or something else?

The middle-aged man in black also saw Su Tang. He was shocked and his hands and feet slowed down slightly. Yan Feiyue would not miss such an opportunity and immediately turned the attack point to the middle-aged man in black.

However, the strange old man reacted very quickly. With a wave of his hand, countless vines stretched out from the flying peak not far behind him, and rolled over to Yan Feiyue, blocking Yan Feiyue's attack.

Then, the middle-aged man whispered something, but the old man's face changed, and then he looked at Su Tang.

On the other side, the blood horse Xiaohua and four iron horse knights were fighting fiercely with others. Su Tang had never seen the blood horse Xiaohua, but when he heard Helan's expedition talk about it, he immediately recognized the other party.

Xiao Hua was still holding the giant scimitar about five meters long in her hand. The sword was extremely fierce and crazy. Each slash was filled with the tragic aura of wanting to die with the other party. Not to mention it, Su Tang's knowledge and experience were rich enough, but he couldn't help but be amazed by Xiao Hua's momentum.

Xiao Hua has entered the realm of the Great Lord. With the iron horse of the Xiao family, her combat power is extremely terrifying, definitely not inferior to Yan Feiyue, but she has no choice but to deal with the other party.

There were three practitioners on the other side. The one who had endured most of Xiao Hua's attacks was a tall fat man. He was like a ball, holding two short swords in his hand. His body movement was extremely strange, giving people a feeling of slipperyness. Every time he endured Xiao Hua's attack, he would revolve to one side, but he retreated faster and came back faster. Xiao Hua had just retracted the giant scimitar and he pounced on him again.

The scimitar in Xiao Hua's hand was more than five meters long, but he had two short swords in his hand, and his spiritual weapons also went to different extremes.

Seeing the scene in the field, Gao Chenghui stopped first, blinked, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "It's Fatty Hao... Why did the Pengshan Holy Sect start an internal fight?"

"The Emperor Liujiu reappears, and I don't know what the world will look like in the future." Guan Xingyu said slowly: "There is no need to fake it now. The mystery of the ancient Jedi is enough for them to tear their faces apart."

Su Tang stabilized his body and glanced around. Five or six hundred meters ahead, there was a very wide hill. Most of the peaks rising and falling in the sea of ​​clouds were in an inverted triangle shape, while the hill ahead looked like a steamed bun.

Could it be the Evil Lord’s Tomb? Su Tang narrowed his eyes and looked forward. He was seeing a giant man sitting in front of the cave, with a huge white tiger crawling beside him, staring at this side with his eyes as big as a copper bell.

The giant man was an old acquaintance and Niu Zhenhai, whom he met in Hongye City last time.

Both sides during the battle noticed that Su Tang and others were approaching, and they lost their fighting spirit. They thought that their strength was equal and they could not tell the difference between winning or losing for the time being. Su Tang and others became a force that determined the situation of the battle.

Guan Xingyu had just escaped from the iron horse knight of the Xiao family not long ago, so Xiao Hua and others looked very bad, and they knew that the situation was not good.

In fact, the middle-aged man in black robe and the old man opposite were in a bad mood. The demon-armed warrior destroyed their mountain, so they were naturally enemies. When they met here again, the situation was getting worse and worse.

"Fight? The fight was very lively just now, why don't you fight anymore?" Gao Chenghui said with a smile.

Su Tang turned his head and glanced at Gao Chenghui. He dared to say this. It was obvious that Gao Chenghui had made up his mind. Regardless of whether this happened or not, he could not return to Wuyou Valley. With the strength of the Holy See Helan Feiqiong and the great demon god Sikongcuo, he wanted to destroy a Wuyou Valley, but only in the face of turning his hands.

Let’s look at the tall fat man who stood still like a statue. Gao Chenghui said just now that his name is Fatty Hao, and he is a practitioner of the Pengshan Holy Sect. The Xiao family has already understood and turned to the Helan family. He ignored the terrifying pressure of Helan Feiqiong and fought with the Iron Horse Knight of the Xiao family and made up his mind.

Perhaps... not only he sensed the crisis contained in the changes in the celestial phenomena, so these great practitioners completely ignored the problems of camp, face, etc., and only hoped to gain more capital for survival before a major disaster or event came.

"I didn't expect that... the current demon-armored warrior is actually the one from the great demon god Sikongcuo, hahaha... If this matter is spread, what do you want other great demons to think?" The middle-aged man in a black robe said slowly.

"What did you say? The magic warrior?" Yan Feiyue was moved, and her eyes immediately nailed to Su Tang's body.

You should know that the great demon god Sikongcuo practiced the Demon Art and the Cross-Strike Technique. The Demon Art was passed down from the previous demon-armored warrior Ren Yuko. The great demon god Sikongcuo sighed many times, sighing that he did not have the Demon Art, and sighing that he could not release the true power of the Demon Art at all.

So for Yan Feiyue, the magic suit is the most important, and its value is even far more than the relics of the Evil Lord.

"Don't pretend to be stupid." The middle-aged man in a black robe sneered. His face was full of disbelief, but he muttered in his heart, because Yan Feiyue's behavior did not seem to be pretending to be fake.

"Hao Zhigao, you are mixed with these monsters. Don't you want to go back to the sect in the future?" Xiao Hua stared at the tall fat man and said word by word: "Your master is empty and the Holy See is treating you well. Do you want to cause trouble for your master at this time?"

"The only thing in the eyes of Master is Hongniu, that is his true disciple. I am just a weed. Whether it is flourishing or defeating, it has nothing to do with him." The tall fat man named Hao Zhigao said lightly: "And there is no need for you to be mysterious with me. I have been hanging out in Pengshan for decades. I don't know how many times I have met Master. Master has always been an aphor as a paradise. Hahaha, but since the night of Emperor Liuji, I have seen fear in Master's eyes for the first time."

"Hao Zhigao, how dare you say such things as bullying the master and destroying the ancestor?" Xiao Hua said angrily.

"Don't scare me, your grandfather wasn't scared." The fat man named Hao Zhigao sneered: "The Holy See of Helan severely injured the Holy See of the Heavenly Eye, and even completely expelled the Holy See of the Heavenly Eye from the Holy See of the Pengshan Holy See. He was not in the mood to ask about such a big thing. Do you know what I understood? The world may be in chaos or completely out of control. Even he will feel fearless and out of control. Master may not be able to escape, let alone, since this is the case... why don't I do something with my heart?"

"Okay...you're very good." Xiao Hua took a long breath, and a bloodthirsty and fierce light burst into her eyes.

However, his eyes were fierce and he could not kill anyone. At this moment, Xiao Hua had no way to deal with the other party.

The practitioners are more or less wearing ethical shackles in their hearts, which is understandable. People without shackles are either crazy or perverts.

However, this kind of shackles are sometimes tough and sometimes fragile. Toughness means that the interpersonal circles developed by each practitioner are deeply influenced by the master, so they dare not do anything to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors, otherwise they will be despised by everyone and will never be trusted by others. However, when a person decides to put down everything in the past, the shackles will become extremely fragile, especially for people like Hao Zhigao, now they are in a disaster, and they will fly away regardless of whether they will cause trouble to the master. If there is a way out ahead, they must step on the body of the Holy See to pass. As long as he has enough strength, he will definitely start without hesitation.

"Brother Hao, what did you mean just now?" Gao Chenghui asked nervously: "Great disaster? Where did the big disaster come from?"

The fat man named Hao Zhigao glanced at Gao Chenghui. In fact, he had just heard it. The other party jokingly called him Fat Man Hao, but he had no intention of calculating the gains and losses of these words.

"Where did the disaster come from? I don't know. I only know that the holy thrones of the Pengshan Holy Gate seemed a little nervous all day long, as if the sky was about to fall." The fat man named Hao Zhigao said slowly: "So, I heard that the secret realm of Xiejuntai might be opened, so I rushed over immediately. Perhaps... hiding into the secret realm is the only way for us to avoid disasters."

"How do you say this?" Gao Chenghui asked again.

"This kind of secret realm is a world that ancient masters forcibly opened up with their supreme supernatural powers. It is not within the vast world. Unless there is a hub or key on the palm, you can't go in." The fat man named Hao Zhigao replied.

"The secret realm of the Evil Lord is not... inside the Evil Lord's tomb?" Gao Chenghui said in surprise.

Gao Chenghui had limited knowledge. He always thought that the secret realm of the Evil Lord's Platform was only within the Evil Lord's Tomb, but was just sealed. The practitioners could not enter. If they forced into it, they would be attacked by ancient divine thoughts and had to obtain permission. Now, after hearing Hao Zhigao's words, he realized that the origin of the secret realm was so magical.

"Hehehe, the sky outside the sky is also a secret realm, but the range reaches a million miles." The fat man named Hao Zhigao said: "What is the place in the world that can accommodate such a large secret realm?"

"Brother Hao, how do you know?" Gao Chenghui asked, "Have you ever been in?"

"I just heard people talk about it." The fat man named Hao Zhigao shook his head.

The atmosphere fell into silence, and everyone in the field was thinking about their own thoughts. Among what Hao Zhigao said just now, there were some things that Xiao Hua and others heard for the first time.

"Your Excellency..." The fat man named Hao Zhigao said to Gao Chenghui.

"Waitless Valley, Gao Chenghui." Gao Chenghui replied with a smile.

Then, Hao Zhigao's eyes fell on Guan Xingyu, and Guan Xingyu looked slightly: "Natural Sect, Guan Xingyu."

The next moment, Hao Zhigao's gaze turned to Su Tang again: "Why is this brother covering his face? Could it be..."

"Brother Hao, you are deliberately pretending to be confused." Gao Chenghui smiled and said, "Your friend just said, "The magic warrior... I thought that after Ren Yukou, the magic warrior had become a terrifying sound. I didn't expect that I could see it with my own eyes today, and I was very honored..."

"I know he is a magic warrior who has emerged in recent years." Hao Zhigao whispered: "But... you must have your own name, right? We have already told you honestly. Should you get some reward?"

"This is a practitioner of the Demon Gu Sect, Tang Ren." Gao Chenghui said, then smiled and looked at Su Tang: "Brother Tang, without your permission, I will tell him first. I won't blame me, right? Actually, I have good intentions. At this time, everyone should work hard. If you deliberately hide your origin and make Brother Hao misunderstand, then you will regret it."

"Brother Gao is true." Hao Zhigao immediately responded: "So you are Tang Ren? Tang Ren, who killed the practitioner of the Changsheng Sect and forcibly entered the Poison Dragon Realm? No wonder, no wonder... After you entered the Poison Dragon Realm, you disappeared without a trace, and the Demon Sword had nowhere to fall. It turned out that the Demon Sword had returned to the original owner..."

"Hehe..." Su Tang smiled in a stingy voice.

"Tang Ren, why did you destroy Wu Yushan in our sect?" the middle-aged man in a black robe asked coldly.

The magic warrior has a name, which is a big deal. However, it doesn’t matter to Su Tang here, but Fang Yizhe has trouble. After all, Tang Ren walked out of his Feilu Society.

"What? My Demon Gu Sect can move, but you can't move the Hall of Rebirth?" Su Tang replied in his voice. Since you have pretended, then pretend to be the end: "You attacked the Seventh General Club of Peacock Mountain, killed the monks of our sect, and plundered the treasures of our sect. Have you forgotten? But I can't forget it. The mountain is just the beginning."

The middle-aged man in a black robe looked at each other and was stunned. They never expected that it was for this reason.

However, after all, the matter was explained. Although it was impossible to give up all the past grudges, the middle-aged man in black robe had obviously weakened his momentum. Who can blame this?

"Okay, OK." Hao Zhigao hurriedly smoothed out: "Brother Tang, Lao Bei, let the past things pass, what we are facing now is a big event that determines our life and death. Xue Jiu, the old man with the Ye family, is still inside. If they are asked to open the secret realm, we will have no way to go."

"What if we snatch the Evil Lord Order?" Guan Xingyu said slowly: "Maybe, there is still no way to go."

"You mean..." Hao Zhigao paused and immediately understood: "Brother Guan, if this matter is done, everyone will be friends. You can discuss anything if you have anything to do. Besides, we don't know the secret realm at all, and we have no way to know whether the secret realm is a bad or a good thing. Everything still requires everyone to work together, and we must not do anything that can be tragic."

Guan Xingyu let out a sigh of relief, but he didn't believe anything else, but the next few words touched him. Yes, the secret realm is bad or good, and I can't know it yet. I will really turn against you. It's also a matter of after entering the secret realm.

"Brother Guan, what do you say?" Seeing that Guan Xingyu's face was a little loose, Hao Zhigao asked slowly.

"I have long felt that this bitch named Xiao hates it." Guan Xingyu smiled grimly.

"Brother Gao, where are you?" Hao Zhigao seemed to be very good at establishing such small organizations. Through his efforts, he had won the trust of several people.

"You just said the point." Gao Chenghui said softly: "If they open the secret realm, I can't even get a hair. If we open the secret realm, I can at least get in."

"Okay" Hao Zhigao smiled: "Brother Tang, now I'm looking at you."

"I can't wait." Su Tang said softly. He took advantage of the logical misunderstanding and said he couldn't wait, but didn't say he would fight with anyone.

"Happy and happy" Hao Zhigao laughed: "Lao Bei, it's time for you to say something now."

Hao Zhigao was like a fish in water to join Zong Lianheng, Yan Feiyue, Xiao Hua and others' faces became less and less beautiful. What worried them the most was that Su Tang's reputation as the demon-armored warrior Ren Yuko was too prominent. To calculate, even if Su Tang only had one or two percent of Ren Yuko's strength back then, plus Hao Zhigao and others, they would definitely not win in this battle.
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