The host of the fast time travel has been tricked by the villain again

The disciple watched the sharp sword penetrate into his heart, and felt the warmth of the blood gushing on his face.

Maybe God couldn't see it, I didn't feel the slightest pain before I died, but the feeling before death seemed to be engraved in my soul, as long as I thought of it, my heart trembled subconsciously.

Wang Jinglan glanced at the corpse coldly, turned and left without hesitation, waiting for the next target.

In a daze, Li Feng opened his eyes and found that he was not dead, but returned to the competition venue.

Looking at the gloomy-faced senior elders in the high positions, his eyes became hot, and he knelt down directly.

"Please the Immortal Venerable, the Sovereign, and the elders to make decisions for the disciples..."

"Don't worry." Mo Hongguang comforted him softly, handed him a elixir for him to take, and then looked at Yun Jing:

"We have seen all this, you can rest at ease, we will not let this person go easily!"

Li Feng's gaze followed him, and when he saw the picture shown on the cloud mirror, his suspended heart suddenly calmed down.

No wonder... No wonder I didn't feel the pain, it turned out to be like this...

Grateful eyes flashed across the young man's eyes: "Thank you, suzerain, this disciple obeyed."

Within the phantom.

At the moment when Wang Jinglan's weapon was about to hit the next victim, the space they were in changed.

The surrounding vegetation dissipated silently, the scene in front of them disappeared little by little, and a white light appeared in the distance, which quickly diffused before everyone could react.

Everyone only had time to stretch out their arms to cover their eyes, and when they opened their eyes, they found that they had returned to the sect.

"Huh? Why did you come back so soon? It's not time yet!"

"I'm just a little bit closer to getting the demon core... What are you doing so early when you come back!"

"Woo... It scared me to death, I thought I was going to die... It's okay, it's okay."

……

Many people in the crowd noticed a mirror hanging in mid-air.

"Look, what is that?"

"I'm sure this is no ordinary mirror."

"Go away! Who doesn't know that it is not an ordinary mirror."

"Hey! I'm on it! It actually shows the scene of the secret realm!"

"Really!"

There were exclamations in Wang Jinglan's ears, and he felt that the blood all over his body was congealed.

Staring blankly at Yun Jing not far away, his face darkened instantly.

how so? !Didn't you say go to the secret realm? !

So what's going on now!!!

"Quiet!"

Mo Hongguang's majestic words reached the ears of everyone present, the crowd fell silent, and all eyes turned to the suzerain standing on a high place.

Mo Hongguang scanned the crowd, especially staying on Wang Jinglan for two seconds.

Just this emotionless gaze made Wang Jinglan's body stiffen in an instant, and his face turned paler.

"Today's game is suspended first, and you will resume the game later."

"As for the time now—one thing first!"

The next moment, his gaze was on a person in the crowd.

"Wang Jinglan, come out!"

Almost as soon as he said his name, the surrounding disciples stepped back to make way for Wang Jinglan.

Looking around, curious, and gloating, in Wang Jinglan's eyes, it was like slaps were slapped on his face one by one, and it hurt hot!

But even in the face of the current situation, Wang Jinglan did not reveal half of it.