"Faiyu, the real person has agreed, let you...well?"

Tea Moon Immortal paused and looked at the empty quiet room in front of her, her thin eyebrows frowned slightly.

When Immortal Knowledge Search, there was no trace inside and outside the valley; and the formations I set up around the attic were not opened...

He walked slowly to the game controller, Cha Yue thought for a while, and pinched the magic tricks with his slender hands. A light white wave of air spread around him, but he used the Taoist method of returning to light and tracing the origin.

But she stood quietly for a moment, and there was no picture in the quiet room at all;

In addition, Wang Sheng's aura gradually faded and was almost impossible to capture...

"What's going on?"

Chayue murmured softly, and a little bit of a bad feeling appeared in her heart. She turned around and hurriedly left the attic.

After a while, several streams of light fell in the valley. True Man Wensheng and his junior brothers and sisters rushed into the quiet room where Wang Sheng was previously.

Disappeared out of thin air?

There was no breath and no trace. Even if Master Wen Sheng personally used the method of returning to the light and tracing the source, there was still no movement.

An old man wandered back and forth in front of the Sanqing statue and suddenly looked up and shouted: "Senior Brother, there are traces of the universe here being cut by someone!"

Several people immediately gathered over to check, and an old woman quickly took a deep breath. The eyes of the pillars of the Qiling Immortal Sect showed deep fear.

"Senior brother, what should I do? Feiyu must have been taken away by a powerful person."

"What else can I do?" Wen Sheng smiled bitterly, "Fortunately, I just took it away instead of taking action to erase it. This is no longer something you and I can interfere.

Let the sect continue to refine pills, and now I can only hope that it is a filial voice taken away by someone who is about the same status as my master."

Several old men nodded slowly, but Cha Yue was a little confused, not knowing what she was thinking.

...

Isn’t this a waste star I have been hiding in before?

Wang Sheng looked at the magma lake that was constantly rolling under his feet, and the bitter smile at the corner of his mouth became stronger; the man with a black-clothed and dry face in front turned his head and looked at him, and Wang Sheng could only step forward in the air and follow the man not far or near.

Who is this boss?

If you can directly ignore the mountain protection formation of Qiling Immortal Sect and cut the universe at will, you will definitely be a Daluo Golden Immortal level figure or an absolute strongman among Taiyi Golden Immortals.

It is obvious that this is also the "Spirit of the Array" fake that has been constantly active on the Qiling Star.

Moreover, Huaijing's loss of contact is also directly related to this person.

The handle that I threw just now at my feet was indeed used by Huai Jing, and it was a handle that Huai Jing loved to take special care of. There is no short story behind this, it is purely because it is inconvenient to go back and forth on the earth, and the handle is also a consuming material.

At this time, Yao Yun was quietly floating in the Qiankun Ring. Wang Sheng could feel her tense emotions, but he could not hear her voice.

In the face of this kind of existence, it is better not to have any scheming or cleverness. Since the other party did not kill him directly, it means that he has other plans, so he will have the possibility of survival and saving the shock.

After walking on this waste star full of sulfur smell for a moment, the magma lake below suddenly disappeared, and a dark rocky surface appeared.

The man with a dry face in the dark clothes fell onto the ground, and an unusual gray mist appeared in front of him. A stream of vital energy surged everywhere, but these vital energy seemed to be taken out of thin air.

There is a large formation ahead, and the formation covers a very wide area.

Wang Sheng followed the man in the dark clothes and dead face into the formation. He came to him two rows of eighteen huge stone pillars, each with a person tied to it. Judging from the other party's aura, they were all immortals.

These people were dying and seemed to die here at any time. Each of them had a fatal scar on their body, but it seemed that they had deliberately saved their lives.

The footsteps were like stepping on the rhythm of Wang Sheng's heartbeat.

The man with a black-clothed and dead face continued to move forward. This time, he walked in the formation for half a day and arrived in front of a black stone mountain. He finally stopped.

Wang Sheng, who had been following behind, was finally able to speak.

Wang Sheng's voice was quite calm and his eyes were relatively calm. He spoke, "I don't know where I offended my senior, but I am here, so I'll ask my friend to let go of my life."

The man in black slowly took off his dead wood mask, threw it to Wang Sheng, and then slowly turned around...

Who is this?

Wang Sheng felt strange, sure that he had never seen the thin-faced old man in front of him before, nor had he felt this kind of breath.

The man in black said calmly: "Bring the mask on."

Wang Sheng did not hesitate and looked down at the mask. It was the same style as the mask he had carved casually, but it was extremely heavy, and he didn't know what material it was; it was also carved with complex array patterns, and it didn't know what it was for.

Without threatening and urging the other party, Wang Sheng smiled bitterly, put the mask on his face, covering his upper half of his face.

The man in black nodded slightly, carried his left hand behind him, aimed his right hand at Wang Sheng, and spread his five fingers open.

Wang Sheng's figure instantly floated half a meter, and the air around him seemed to have turned into a wall, holding him in it without any movement.

The man in the dark clothes trembled slightly with his right hand, and the fairy light on Wang Sheng's body swept up, and six sword balls flew out from his shoulders, legs, chest and abdomen, and floated in the palm of the man in the dark clothes.

Wang Sheng suddenly felt that the sword pill, which was like his flesh and blood, had lost contact with him.

Then, the man in black clothes pointed his finger at the Qiankun Ring in Wang Sheng's hand, and the Wuling Sword, Dragon Sword, and Kang Jin Treasure Armor flew out one after another; the Wuling Sword turned into Yao Yun's figure, frowned and stared at the old man in front of him, and the connection between Wang Sheng and his own sword spirit was instantly cut off...

But the next moment, the man in black put away all Wang Sheng's flying sword, dragon sword and armor, and made an action that made Wang Sheng even more confused.

He bowed deeply to Yao Yun and said in a deep voice:

"The last general, Wang Shan, the spiritual official of Yushu Huo Mansion, pays homage to His Highness Thirteenth Princess."

Yao Yun frowned slightly, but Wang Sheng was a little confused. I wonder why this senior did this.

"There is no need to be too polite to the spirit official," Yao Yun said, "No wonder when the spirit official appears, I feel that the spirit official's aura is a little familiar...

What does the Lingguan want to do? Why did he bring my sword to this place? Can Master Huaijing be there?"

"Report to Your Highness, the Dragon-Subduing Arhat is resting elsewhere," Wang Lingguan slowly lowered his hands, stood up slowly, and showed a somewhat stiff smile to Yao Yun. "It is really a blessing for the last general to see Your Highness again."

Yao Yun said: "Why haven't the Spirit Official put down my Sword Lord?"

"Your Highness, you will offend him at the end of the day," Wang Lingguan said calmly, "Your Highness's Sword Lord must pass the level of the last general, otherwise it will be difficult for the last general to let him leave here."

"What does the spiritual officer mean?" Yao Yun whispered, "Is it possible that the spiritual officer also wants to learn from those vulgar and boring people, what kind of trials do?"

"It's not a trial," Wang Lingguan put down his eyelids slightly. "The so-called trial is just to temper the younger disciples, but today, I will intentionally kill this son."

Wang Sheng glanced at the corner of his mouth, and was bound in the air but didn't speak at all, just listened quietly.

Yaoyun frowned and said, "But he did something that made the spirit official dissatisfied?"

"It is better to say that Mo Jiang is quite satisfied with him," Wang Lingguan sighed softly, "Since the formation set up by Emperor Qinghua has been opened, Mo Jiang has arrived here. Because there is a Qiankun treasure to protect him, he can come and go freely in the formation, so he has been observing secretly.

He is alert and intelligent, values ​​love and righteousness, knows flexibility and understands the truth, and dares to use the early stage of the celestial immortal to intercept and kill many top-level experts in the celestial immortals.

If you are in a place, it is difficult for him to do this in the end.

What's more, because of Your Highness, this son's fortune has been achieved, and he has been favored by Emperor Qinghua, and he wants to train him to be the leader of the Heavenly Court..."

Yao Yun shouted in a voice: "Since that's the case, why does the spiritual official still have the intention to hurt him?"

"Because of this, this son will probably become the second emperor of Ziwei tomorrow, and he will be killed early."

Yao Yun's pair of wonderful eyes were about to burst into flames, and he said calmly: "The spiritual official has rebelled against the Heavenly Court! As the great spiritual official of Dutian enthroned by the father and the emperor, you are the leader of the five hundred spiritual officials!"

"Your Highness, even if the last general is broken into pieces, he will never deviate from the Heavenly Court," Wang Lingguan smiled bitterly and sighed softly, "Your Highness knows how many casualties and injuries were there when the Heavenly Court was destroyed back then?"

Yaoyun just frowned and didn't know how to answer.

"Your Highness must not know how many immortal gods in the Heavenly Court were killed or injured when Emperor Ziwei counterattacked the Immortal Saint Realm."

Wang Lingguan shook his head slightly and said, "The former fell to the Heavenly Court about 60% of the Gods; while the latter fell to the Heavenly Court number of the immortals and gods, the former is 30%.

In other words, when Emperor Ziwei was invaded, nearly half of the immortals and gods who survived in the destruction of the Heavenly Court were buried; among them, 70% of the immortals and gods who survived were seriously injured.

What's more, just like the King of Heart Yue Xingjun, they were tortured to the point of being unhealthy."

"Spiritual Officer..."

"These old subordinates of the Heavenly Court cannot withstand another uprising," Wang Lingguan slowly closed his eyes, "I thought of the Heavenly Court, and I will never want to restore the Heavenly Court for a day, and I will never want to reappear the glory of the Heavenly Court that year.

But Your Highness...

The uprising will involve a large number of casualties and deaths from the old immortals and gods, and a long battle. What's more, the immortal holy world is extremely sensitive to the word "Heavenly Court". As long as this son gathers the old immortals and gods of the heavenly court again, it will inevitably be the re-examination of the Ziwei Emperor's affairs.

Why can he do what Emperor Ziwei could not do back then?”

Yaoyun clenched her fists tightly and said in a stern voice: "If you don't try..."

"Yaoyun."

Wang Sheng's voice suddenly came, interrupting Yao Yun's words, and said with a wry smile, "The spiritual official has his own position, and this is not a mistake.

However, Wang Lingguan, the younger generation, was not willing to die just now."

"I have spent all these troubles and want to give you a chance... Your Highness, I offended you."

Wang Lingguan opened his eyes, and the sharp divine light in his eyes flashed. He leaned forward with his left hand, and Yao Yun instantly turned into a spiritless sword, and was directly suppressed by a talisman, and disappeared into the middle of Wang Sheng and Wang Lingguan.

Feeling that the surrounding constraints disappeared, Wang Sheng fell from the air.

Official Wang Ling said: "This mask will be invalid ten years later, and you will not be able to take it off for ten years.

If you want to stay here for ten years, if you are still alive in ten years, then that is the number of days. Not only will I not stop you anymore, but I will also do my best to assist Your Highness in assisting you.

In the past ten years, I will take away all the treasures you rely on, and I will place them everywhere in this place, so you can go and search for them yourself;

Later, many immortal sect forces that are quite resentful to you will come here, which is the group gathered on the Qiling Star.

If you say something unwilling at this time, I will destroy your foundation and cut off your great path so that you can live through the lifespan of the immortals."

"I want to!"

Wang Sheng suppressed a little anger in his eyes, and his fists clenched gently, "Don't make things difficult for Yao Yun and Huai."

"nature."

Wang Lingguan's eyes slowly closed, his body was covered in mist, and his body gradually disappeared.
Chapter completed!