The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

On that huge altar.

A group of Yaozu elders and the middle-aged patriarch all breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and smiled, everyone felt relieved.

In order to send ten of them out, not only dozens of secret treasures were burned, but also their energy and true energy were greatly consumed.

This kind of loss alone may not be able to recover in four or five days.

"Move their soul lamps to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and send someone to keep an eye on them."

The middle-aged patriarch spoke.

"Yes, patriarch."

A group of Yaozu elders smiled.

One of the elders of the monster tribe waved to a monster general, and said with a smile: "Move Ziling and their soul lamps to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

The demon general said yes, and immediately walked towards the soul lamp on the side.

But at this moment, the demon general's face suddenly changed, and he lost his voice: "Patriarch, elders, look!"

The middle-aged patriarch and a group of elders frowned and looked back.

In an instant, the expressions of all the people in the group changed drastically.

I saw that the Soul Lamp, which was still bright and abnormal just now, became dim and jumped up at this moment. The light on it was reduced by two-thirds at once, like a broad bean, which can be extinguished at any time.

"No, are they hurt?"

"How is this possible? Ziling and the others have just been sent out, how could they be injured?"

A group of elders exclaimed.

"Could someone be blocking our secret realm? But even if they are blocking there, Ziling and the others carry secret treasures and treasures, so they shouldn't all be seriously injured so soon!"

The elder lost his voice.

The face of the middle-aged patriarch instantly darkened.

"The soul lamp didn't go out, but it was dim, which means that they are not dead, they must have been ambushed!"

"What, who exactly did it?"

"Could it be that group of damned human races are here again? But how can their strength hurt Zi Ling? Could it be that someone from [Awakening State] made a move?"

A group of elders were shocked and angry.

"Patriarch, what should I do?"

They all looked at the middle-aged patriarch.

"What else can we do? It's obvious that someone is dealing with us. Now we can't get out at all."

The middle-aged man said in a gloomy tone, "Fortunately, Ziling and the others didn't die, which means that they should have escaped. Let's wait for a few days. When they are completely safe, they will definitely come back and contact us. We will know when the time comes." In the end what happened!"

"Okay, that's all."

"However, will Ziling and the others be like Mr. Yaolan, suddenly not seeing people when they are born, and seeing no corpses when they are dead?"

Some elders' expressions changed.

The other elders also felt tense.

"Probably not, maybe Mr. Yaolan is hiding somewhere to heal his injuries right now."

"That's right, why don't you make wild guesses, since Mr. Yaolan is not dead, he will come to contact us sooner or later."

The other elders spoke.

They looked at the ten dimmed soul lamps, and everyone's heart was churning.

Was it ambushed by someone, or was it backlashed by the outside world...

What the hell is going on outside?

...

outside world.

After Chen Xuan carefully searched the battlefield, a group of people carried the ten monster masters and prepared to leave here.

"Brother Chen, do you want to keep someone here?"

Fan An asked.

Chen Xuan glanced at it, and said with a smile: "No need, there is such a big formation blocking here, there is no need to keep people here. Next, let's go back to Shendu first, and then prepare to block the exit of the White Dragon Clan's secret realm."

Immediately, the eyes of a group of devils brightened.

"Oh, then go to surround the White Dragon Clan?"

"Okay, let's go back to God City first!"

A group of people were extremely excited and left here in a mighty way.

The golden creature was sluggish, and a half bowl of dragon's blood was put out before, which almost killed it. It was pinched by the dragon tortoise, but it cursed Chen Xuan in its heart, cursing crazily.

At this moment, when he heard that Chen Xuan was going to the entrance of the secret realm of the White Dragon Clan, it suddenly became furious again, "I fuck you, sir, if you bleed me again, I'll fight with you."

"Don't worry, follow me well, the benefits are indispensable to you."

Chen Xuan smiled and flicked its head.

Half a day later, a group of people returned to Shendu.

In the yard, Gao Shun, Liu Wang, Zhao Liuhe and others came out immediately.

"Master, how are you doing?"

Gao Shun and Liu Wang's eyes were red, and they rushed towards Venerable Wuxiang quickly.

Venerable Wuxiang smiled slightly, grabbed the empty sleeve on the left, and said: "It's nothing but a broken arm for my teacher. Brother Chen has already avenged my teacher."

Gao Shun and Liu Wang looked at Venerable Wuxiang's empty left arm, and suddenly became ruthless. Suddenly they noticed the purple-haired man and others who were being held by Venerable Blood Knife and others.

"Brother Chen, what are these?"

Liu Wang asked.