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Chapter 388

After missing for a year, he returned to the sect again. The news that Luo Tian and Xiao Jin were resurrected from the dead was like a hurricane, sweeping over Wu Yemen.

But this hurricane did not hit the most mysterious mountain in Wuyemen.

Wuye Peak, all the disciples of the sect have never seen it, let alone a mountain that I have visited. Of course, this is because of the rules of Wuyemen, and secondly, it is because there is a very strong barrier around this mountain. Not to mention ordinary disciples, even Xuchen's cave peak cannot be accessed at all.

However, Xu Chen at this time stepped onto the mountain with Wuhen.

"Dear Supreme Elders! Wuhen asked for a visit."

When the two of them stepped into it, Wuhen spoke.

"Wuhen, you have not been here for nearly a hundred years, what's wrong with coming today?"

After Wuhen opened his mouth, an old but thick voice sounded above Wuye Peak, but it was only possible to hear it in this peak.

"Wuhen's visit to alarm all the Supreme Elders this time is about the survival of our Wuyemen, and even the safety of the entire cultivation world!"

"What? It concerns the survival of our night gate without a night gate? It concerns the safety of the entire cultivation world?"

After Wuhen opened his mouth, another sound that was different from before, said.

After that, the six figures appeared beside Wuhen and Xuchen out of thin air. The strength of these six people was at the lowest level of Chaos, one level higher than Wuhen. The person in front was obviously different from the Chaos level. A vague aura lingered around him, giving him a feeling of being illusory and real.

"Xuchen has met all the Supreme Elders! He has met the Master!"

When seeing these six figures of the human figures, Xu Chen said respectfully.

"Xiao Chen, I haven't seen you for a hundred years. You have also practiced to the peak of the cave. It seems that it won't take long to get to the chaotic realm!"

Among the six people, a man who looked young and handsome than Xu Chen, spoke to Xu Chen, and said that this person was the master that Xu Chen mentioned.

"Xuchen, Wuhen, what are the crisis you said about me, Wuyemen?"

After that, the person in the void realm spoke again, and asked Xu Chen and Wuhen with a serious expression.

"Old Mo defeated, the two disciples of our Wuye Sect were sucked into a strange space within Kongming evil peak. They learned that a chess piece that had been buried for seven hundred years in our Wuye Sect, and there was a conspiracy against the nine major sects that were brewing."

"What, seven hundred years!!"

Although seven hundred years is not long for these six people, it is not short. In a huge sect, people have been lurking for seven hundred years, and have not noticed it at all. This surprised the six people in front of them. Even though their cultivation has become extraordinary, they are still excited.

"Yes, Elder Mobiao, the person behind the scenes seems to be called the Demon Lord!"

After saying the first sentence, Wuhen continued to speak again.

"Demon Lord?Demon Lord?"

Elder Mobai murmured and thought, trying to extract memories of the demon lord from his brain, but it seemed that he had gained nothing and was blank.

The other five people also looked at each other and shook their heads. Obviously, they had no idea about the demon lord.

"Where is that strange space? Have you ever had some exploration?"

Elder Mobai spoke again.

This time Wuhen did not answer, but Xu Chen said: "Elder Mob, I have gone to detect, but I didn't find anything. It seemed that the entrance to the space disappeared out of thin air."

"Open space! The strength of the person behind this scene is definitely not just an ordinary void realm. Even if I have been in the void realm for hundreds of years, I think I don't have such ability at all. Even my senior brother may not have such ability, and my senior brother has lost his trace for nearly a thousand years..."

When Elder Mobai said this, the five people behind him, and Wuhen, all showed a strong sense of sadness, especially Wuhen, who was even more sad, because the senior brother Mobaiyan was Wuhen's master.

"For the sake of the current plan, there is probably only the way out for the nine major sects to unite, but if this news is not based on real evidence, the old guys from other major sects may not be able to believe it!"

The elder Mobai looked sad and shook his head.

"You two must not leak this matter. You can hide in our no-night gate for seven hundred years. That should be at the level of Dongjian. One of the elders is one of the elders. The most urgent task is to find out the traitor first to see if you can get some information from him."

"yes!"

Xu Chen and Wuhen both responded that they had already decided on this. Even if the elder Mo defeated, they would definitely find the traitor lurking in Wuyemen.

"Ouyang Weiwen, the old leader of the Pole Star Sect, has a good relationship with his senior brother. Now he can only go from the entrance of the Pole Star Sect to see if the nine major sects can unite. You two will go first!"

After Xu Chen and Wuhen answered, Mo Bai said to them again, and they suddenly left from Wuye Peak.

On the eve of a storm, there is always an unusual tranquility.

Before this crisis, the storm of the entire cultivation world, tranquility is even worse.

Except for Luo Tian and Xiao Jin accidentally learned about this conspiracy and let Wu Yemen know something, the other major sects did not notice the slightest conspiracy, as always.

Of course, even if there is no night gate, there are only ten people who know about this matter, and no more people know about it. Therefore, it is still normal and nothing unusual within the night gate.

Although the entire sect, even Xu Chen believed that Luo Tian and Xiao Jin had died at the Kongming evil peak, Tian Jin Peak was still Tian Jin Peak, without any change. The three golden characters were still leaping, and the layout inside was exactly the same as a year ago, no different.

The reason for this is of course because of Xuchen.

When they returned to Tianjin Peak again, Luo Tian and Xiao Jin inexplicably felt a sense of closeness. Their hearts that had not relaxed for a year were only let go of the Tianjin Peak.

That night, they snored like thunder and celebrated with a sound sleep.

The smell of the morning finally came into Luo Tian and Xiao Jin's nose, allowing them to dispel the shallow sleepiness.

The two of them slightly tidied up their clothes and stepped out from Tianjin Peak and headed towards the sect peak yesterday.

And at this time, there were already crowds of people on the sect peak, surging like a tide.

The competition for inner disciples is officially launched today...
Chapter completed!
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