Chapter 892 Rain Storage

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Ancient palace.

Under the bronze candlelight.

The monk hidden on the high seat couldn't help but reveal half of his face with a bronze mask, his eyes fixed on the files and jade slips in his hands, and even his voice was a little more trembling as he murmured: "What do you mean?"

Yes, this treasure can actually be advanced through unknown means."

"It's not that we underestimated him!"

"It was him who advanced and climbed to a new level when we ignored him."

The high-seat monk closed his eyes.

The candle flame flickered, and the firelight illuminated the monk half-kneeling in the hall.

This man was wearing a bronze fox mask, and his pale yellow eyes could not clearly see the specific expression, but he seemed to be relieved and let out a breath of relief.

It turned out that it was not a flaw in their plan, nor was it a problem with his execution.

There was only one reason from beginning to end, and that was that their information was wrong.

The Zunhun Banner is not a dead thing, but a "living" thing.

That's why they fail.

"It seems that you have guessed something." The monk in the high seat opened his eyes. The terrifying pressure made the monk half-kneeling in the hall breathless. When he lowered his eyes, two cold lights were like two unsheathed sharp swords.

In the throat and heart of the bronze fox-faced man."

Huanghu's heart skipped a beat, and he said in a deep voice, "I don't know what the master of the hall means."

"No need to pretend to me."

"You know."

The high-seat hall master sighed.

He doesn't care about these things, he just checks the files of the failed cultivators.

However, before he could find out what was wrong, unexpectedly, the altar master's order was sent first, and he was severely scolded for his incompetence in doing things.

To let such an important treasure slip away right under your nose.

Still slipped away three times in a row.

"Do you know what the altar master scolded me for?"

Huanghu's expression froze.

"He called me blind."

The hall master in the high seat became furious and suddenly stood up from his seat.

He threw the jade slip order letter fiercely at Huanghu's face: "What kind of idiot are you? You have fought with him many times, how come you don't even see any problems?!"

Huanghu quickly kowtowed: "I know my mistake."

He didn't know how many corpses were buried when the saint was angry, but he knew that he would be easily crushed to death by the saint.

Feeling the crisis of life and death, Huanghu hurriedly begged for mercy: "Master, please spare my life. I am still useful. I have dealt with him many times and know him well."

"Please let your subordinates take the blame and make meritorious service!"

"Lord, please spare my life."

…

The hall master looked down at Huang Hu and said calmly: "It would be disadvantageous to kill a general in the middle of battle."

"This is also the last chance I give you."

"If the treasure can fall into the hands of the organization this time, you should make a great contribution. If something goes wrong..."

Huanghu hurriedly promised: "I will come to see you with my head raised!"

"Go ahead."

"I give you great power and allow you to do things easily."

"Here!"

Huanghu caught the token, stood up with breathless concentration, and slowly retreated out. It wasn't until he stepped out of the shadows that he gained some courage. He raised his palm fiercely and landed it gently on his face.

He smiled bitterly and said: "I was really obsessed back then, so I took over the affairs of Tianji City."

Back then, two helmsmen died in Tianji City. As a traveler, he rushed there, but was seriously injured and fled in a hurry. Later, he took over the assassination mission. He thought that he would be able to suppress a junior once he surpassed the realm of strength, but he didn't expect that he would be caught.

One point died in that person's hands again.

He cannot be called an opponent.

Because every time we meet, he either stands still or runs away.

Now the superiors have given him the task of investigating the Great Fog Realm in the ancient city.

"well……"

Huanghu sighed.

After Huanghu left, the leader of the organization returned to his seat and began to think quietly.

The altar owner said that it was the advancement of the Soul Banner. He also carefully checked the origin of the Soul Banner. It was indeed the Nascent Soul that ascended to the gods. However, after the advancement of the sacred weapon, can he still have such momentum?

Moreover, the envoy also came to him to find out the whereabouts of the Soul Flag.

The hall master thought of the guy with a head as big as a bucket.

It is said that he is an existence that even the altar owner respects. If the Soul Reverend Banner is really that powerful, it should have been taken away by that person long ago. He would not stay in the ancient city and cause such a big fuss.

movement.

In other words, the Zunhun Banner did not appear so miraculous.

In other words, even if he can advance, he already has the strength.

He is not in a hurry. Since all parties have taken action, they have to wait slowly.

Now whoever takes the lead first will be attacked by a group of people. When the time comes, the Lord Transforming God will not be able to hear a sound when he throws it in. He, a saint, will not be able to overpower the crowd and obtain the treasure.

Moreover, among the Twelve Halls of Donghuang, the power of his hall is not very strong. Since he has received the news, most of the other hall masters have also received the order letters from the altar master.

It was impossible for him to keep the treasure for himself, and the only thing he could do was to sacrifice his merits.

He had scolded Huanghu harshly just now, and now he himself had to think of ways to protect himself.

Thinking of this, the hall master couldn't help but shake his head.

This is how it is when he is in an organization. He will kill whomever the organization asks him to kill. He cannot hesitate too much if the organization asks him to die, and he does not dare to resist.

The altar master in Donghuang is too terrifying.

The other worlds are also full of traces of organizations, and you can't escape even if you want to.

However, this way he might be able to control the soul flag with the help of the organization's power.

The treasure that Daojun Ancestor looked down upon was a rare treasure in the world for him, and maybe he could take this a step further.

…

The town is becoming more and more prosperous.

Under the sunset.

The soaring Nine Heavens Blood Phoenix Flag came into view. Under the light of dusk, the Blood Phoenix looked like it was bathing in fire.

With a slight spread of his wings, the sky was filled with flames, turning the dark twilight into a red light. The red light lit up the world of mortals again.

It also lit up the eyes of many people.

The strong man who was drinking the turbid wine was one of them. When he saw the Nine Heavens Blood Phoenix, he looked strange and said, "They are coming."

"who?"

The fair young man sitting opposite the strong man put down his wine cup and the fruit shell in his hand and looked sideways, and suddenly said: "Oh, who made you so nervous? It turns out to be Tianyang Shenzong. No wonder, after all, last time,

If the saint from the Tianyang Divine Sect had not taken action..."

Chen Tianba turned his head and continued to pick at the shell: "It's normal for Tianyang Shenzong to come."

"Are you worried that someone is in charge of Tianyang Shenzong?"

Chen Tianba looked at the big man on the other side.

Huang Tuo shook his head slightly.

He didn't speak, but picked up the wine cup in his hand and drank it all in one gulp.

Unexpectedly, after experiencing the changes in Wanwu City, the two people would become friends, and even came to the town together after receiving the news.

After drinking heavily, Huang Tuo said: "Once the Soul Reverend Banner is upgraded to a holy weapon, its strength will definitely be extraordinary."
To be continued...