After some coercion, the disciple of the strange-faced man was induced to take the initiative to leave his body, and he was successfully captured alive.

The sword array trapped Nascent Soul.

Qin Sang's figure flashed and appeared above him. He calmly fired a few restraints to seal the Nascent Soul. He was about to recruit him into his hands and fled somewhere else.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when the strange-faced man's disciple's Nascent Soul was imprisoned, his eyes suddenly stiffened, and a layer of gray light filled his eyes.

At the same time, Nascent Soul exuded the aura of decay and withering from the inside out.

Life begins to flow from within.

The disciple of the strange-faced man was instantly depressed to the extreme.

This sight reminded Qin Sang of the Senluo Kujing used by the strange-faced man to deal with the incarnation.

Qin Sang secretly thought that it was not good, and continued to chant the spell, and shot out a stream of light from his fingertips, which penetrated into the center of Nascent Soul's eyebrows, trying to stop it from withering, but found that the death energy erupted from his soul and could not be stopped from the outside.

In the blink of an eye, Nascent Soul's whole body was as dry as tree bark, with a look of death on his face.

On the verge of death, a strange look appeared in the gray eyes, which was obviously not controlled by the disciple of the strange-faced man. The eyes moved slightly, trying to see the enemy clearly.

Qin Sang gave up on rescuing people and pointed out, and struck the sky thunder to kill Nascent Soul into flying ashes.

"What a master!"

Qin Sang snorted coldly.

The tide had just arrived, and the strange-faced man did not forget to use his wooden armor to protect his disciples.

Qin Sang thought that this man was the direct disciple of the strange-faced man and was highly regarded, so he thought of capturing this man and searching his soul to find out the strange-faced man's heel and strength.

Unexpectedly, the strange-faced man had already put a restraint in the disciple's body.

Even before the disciple's soul is searched, once Nascent Soul is imprisoned, the restriction will immediately break out, leaving no opportunity to take advantage of it.

Qin Sang had no choice but to put away the mustard seed bag belonging to the disciple of the strange-faced man and let his body be carried away by the tide.

At this time, Tianmu Butterfly sent a warning, and the strange-faced man must have sensed something and was rushing in this direction.

At the same time, a figure approached from the other direction.

This person doesn't seem to be just passing by. He is quite calm in the strong tide, which shows that his cultivation is not weak.

Does the weird-faced man have other accomplices?

Qin Sang was a little surprised. He was originally considering whether to meet the strange-faced man in person, but he gave up the idea and disappeared deep into the tide.

Not long after.

Two figures appeared one after another at the location where the strange-faced man's disciple fell.

Compared with when he was in Nanzhou, the scars on the strange-faced man's face have become lighter, and the facial features of a normal person can be seen, which is not so scary.

He glanced around, and his right arm gradually became wooden, with his fingers spread out, exuding a green halo that represented vitality.

Dense buds sprouted from the skin, quickly growing into countless grass blades. Each one was as thin as a hair, like a piece of green fluff, swaying slightly and spreading in all directions.

The strange-faced man closed his eyes slightly, trying to use this magical power to capture the remaining breath of the fight.

Unfortunately, the strong tide destroyed all traces.

The man with the strange face found nothing, put away his magical powers, and looked gloomy.

Another person has been hanging on the periphery, waiting for the weird-faced man to finish his work, and then he came over and stood side by side with him. This person was wearing a black robe, and his face was covered in the black robe. There was always a layer of black mist covering it, which was quite mysterious.

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The man in black robe asked indifferently: "Is your apprentice dead?"

The man with the strange face snorted coldly.

"I've warned you a long time ago...how much does he know? If you are captured alive and your identity is revealed, you know what the consequences will be," the man in black robe said in a somewhat dissatisfied tone.

"If I dare to let him know, I won't be afraid of being exposed!"

The strange-faced man responded coldly, "It's over here. I still need to stay in seclusion for fifty years."

"Didn't you say that it only takes ten years to leave the mountain? Why does it take so long? In fifty years, the Bon Bon Society has ended!"

The man in black robe was displeased. He was silent for a while, laughed out loud, and suddenly said: "I have long wondered how you could teach such a disciple... With your sophistication, you won't be able to prepare only this one, right? It's a very important matter.

You must leave seclusion before the Bon Festival and look for other Five Phase Orders, and I will help you secretly."

The man with the strange face was impatient and said, "When the descendants of the Five Meridians see the pattern on the Gu God Order, they will come to their door. Why bother? No one comes to the door, which means that the inheritance has been broken. Where can I find the Five Phase Order?"

"Buddhism and Taoism regard the descendants of the Wuxiang Immortal Sect as a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh. If that line has declined and the descendants have not cultivated enough, they will definitely not dare to show up. Or are there still people who are deliberately hiding in the dark with their own agenda? As long as they come out.

The activities will definitely leave clues, which cannot be hidden from your discernment."

The man in black robe flattered, paused, and said in a concentrated voice, "You and I don't want to hide in the shadows forever and dare not show our true colors to others. It's time to take back the things that belong to the Wuxiang Immortal Sect. This time Yu Lan

The Basin Festival is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and we should work together with all our strength."

The corners of the strange-faced man's mouth slightly curled up in a sneer, "Since we want to cooperate with all our efforts, I have summoned you before, so why do you push back and block me? Bu Nian Mountain has been closed, when will you help me to attack Zhuozhou? I can win the Lingbao and give it to you."

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At this time the tide is coming to an end.

The man in black robe looked around and said: "Are you talking about the ancestor of the Xie family in Pushan, Zhuozhou? Unless I capture him alive and force him to find out the "Tongbao Jue", what's the use of having a spiritual treasure? We are both in Zhuozhou, not Nianshan.

Fengshan, can't we support Pushan? The ancestors of the Xie family have a close relationship with Lu Zhang. Situ Yu has high hopes for Lu Zhang. Once we take action, Situ Yu will definitely come out of the mountain. Situ Yu became famous in the first battle and took over the palm of Bu Nian Shan.

Since taking the throne, Longju Dongtian's tentacles in Zhuozhou have been cut off one after another, and he has suffered a lot of losses, which shows his methods. Unless Situ Yu falls, or you are completely confident, you can easily break through the mountain guarding formation and kill him.

Kill the ancestors of the Xie family and erase all traces, otherwise you and I are very likely to be exposed. The Bon Bon is coming, so don’t create extra problems. If you are targeted by the Eight Views and Ganlu Temple, you will only lose a small amount. Take care of things.

Once it’s done, you’ll be able to get whatever you want!”

Facing the man in black robe's hard words of persuasion, the man with the strange face could only respond with a sneer.

The man in black robe sighed helplessly and made a promise, "There is an ancient Chixuan tree in Tianhao Tower. I will do my best to help you get it."

"good!"

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far away.

Qin Sang repeated his old trick, letting Tianmu Die watch from a distance, but could not hear the communication between them.

The gray tide is gradually declining.

I thought that the interior of Wuwang Palace would be able to calm down for a while, but unexpectedly, after the gray tide passed, unexpected changes occurred.

Above the sea, a storm raged.

When the gray tide came, it pushed the power of the storm to its peak. Huge waves surged into the sky, and several nearby islands were also affected. Many monks were accidentally injured.

The vegetation on the island was uprooted, a layer of the ground was cut off, and the landslides and ground cracked.

But after the strongest wave, the monks discovered that the storm formed by the turbulent flow began to shrink, and the Wuwu Palace was about to close!

I never expected that the Wuwang Palace ruins would be opened for such a short period of time.

Trapped in Wuwang Palace, he will die without a burial place.

Suddenly, in the ruins of Wuwang Palace, the monks who had just experienced the gray tide fled like crazy.

Su Zinan is no exception.

Qin Sang was still considering whether to follow the strange-faced man or continue to follow Su Zinan. Now he doesn't have to think so much, it's the best way to go!

'Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!'

All kinds of escaping lights rushed out of the turbulent flow, and those who had persisted until now were basically the Yuanying Patriarchs. At this moment, they had no Yuanying grace at all, and they were all in a miserable state, with many injured.

They scanned the surroundings and looked for Su Zinan, eager for an explanation.

The opening of the Wuwang Palace ruins this time was too anticlimactic. Not only did they not get any benefits, but they suffered a big loss when the gray tide hit.

The entrance to the ruins narrowed rapidly.

Qin Sang activated the thunder escape technique and rushed out of the ruins. Then she folded her phoenix wings and flew out of the turbulent flow. She did not leave immediately, but quietly landed on an island not far away.

The monks on the island were completely unaware that there was an extra person around.

Qin Sang raised his head and looked up into the sky.

After a while, the strange-faced man and the gray-robed man flew out of the turbulent flow together. These two people were indeed shady and deliberately used secret techniques to cover up people's eyes and ears.

Of course, their whereabouts cannot be hidden from the eyes of Tianmudie.

But it's not easy to follow the great monk openly outside.

Qin Sang glanced in the direction they fled, and stayed where he was, still staring at the entrance of Wuwang Hall, waiting for Su Zinan to come out.

He always felt that Su Zinan's purpose was not that simple.

Did Su Zinan know nothing about the variables in the ruins before entering? Did he expend so much energy and open the Wuwu Hall with great fanfare just to take a look around the outside?

Time passes.

The high-altitude black hole was re-exposed, and there was still a steady stream of turbulence gushing out, but as the black hole gradually narrowed, the scope of the influence became smaller and smaller.
To be continued...