Dressed as a treasure hunter, I was spoiled by the gang in the villain's den.

Outside the Xunfeng Secret Realm, as the secret realm door opened, monks gradually came out.

There are groups of sect disciples and some casual cultivators, some with a messy appearance and some with clean faces.

And when all the people came out, they almost all found their own sect or were friends with each other.

Occasionally, if you are alone and cannot form a team, you should either leave as soon as possible, or try to stay as close to the main gate as possible to avoid being robbed.

Seeing this, the disciples from various sects who were responsible for guarding didn't say anything. As long as these people didn't have ulterior motives, they would take a little care and give these people shelter.

As for those powerful sects, they will all gather at the entrance. When they see disciples of their sect, they will send them to their sect flying boats as soon as possible.

Among these people, except for Liuyue Sect, Hehuan Sect, and Tiancan Temple, the faces of the leaders of the other three sects were not very good-looking.

Especially the face of the leader of the Tianyan Sect, Zhenjun Xuanming, could be said to be as black as the bottom of a pot.

Just because in the last few days, for unknown reasons, more than half of the disciples of Tianyan Sect who entered the secret realm suddenly died, and one of them was the direct bloodline of the elder.

Fortunately, this elder had some skills. After sensing the death of his descendant, he immediately activated the secret method to find out who the murderer was.

With the activation of the secret method, he did see the last scene of his descendant before his death, but except for the black mist that filled the sky with an evil aura, no one could be seen.

The elder suddenly realized that this situation was not good, and subconsciously recorded it with a photo stone.

After that, he began to check it over and over again, and after flipping through the sect files, he finally confirmed: it was the method of the demon clan, and the black mist full of evil aura was the demonic energy.

This discovery shocked the elder, and he immediately reported the matter to the sect's elder council.

When the members of the Presbyterian Council received the news, they didn't believe it. The demons were being held under the Demon Abyss and were well restrained. How could they appear in the Xunfeng Secret Realm and kill people.

It was the elder who directly released the contents of the image stone, so everyone had to believe it.

Then, the entire top management of Tianyan Sect was alarmed by this incident.

After all, there is demonic energy in the Xunfeng Secret Realm, which means that there are already demons walking on the Yulin Continent, which also means that the demons may make a comeback. This is not a joke.

Immediately afterwards, Zhenjun Xuanming, as the person most likely to come into contact with the demon spies, also received news: The sect asked him to keep an eye on everyone who entered the secret realm and find a way to find out the spy.

As a result, there was this scene before us. True Lord Xuan Ming stood at the front of the exit, staring closely at everyone who came out of the secret realm. His posture was as if he wanted to poke a hole in someone's body.

Seeing such a scene, only a few other sects shook their heads frequently, but when they thought about Tianyan Sect's urinary nature, they all chose to remain silent, and they could do whatever they wanted.

True Lord Xuan Ming naturally noticed everyone's glances, but he didn't care. He still went his own way. Anyway, this is how Tianyan Sect always behaves.

As for whether his dark face is afraid of arousing the vigilance of demon spies, there is no need to do so. Tianyan Sect has lost so many disciples in the secret realm. It would be strange if he doesn't have a dark face.

Then, True Lord Xuan Ming looked like a steady stream of monks coming out of the secret realm. He always felt that each one of them looked like a demon spy, but for a while he couldn't find any evidence.

He was so worried that he secretly broke a lot of his hair.

It was also for this reason that when Moushu covered her body with various amulets and brought out the various thunder tribulation equipment that Lu Li had prepared for her.

The first thing I saw was an old man pulling his hair out violently, as if he was not the one doing it.

Suddenly, Moushu's eyes widened and he looked at the old man in disbelief. He couldn't believe that there were people in the world who thought he had too much hair.

Looking at the large washbasin at the opponent's feet, where the hair was being connected happily, and then looking at the fur on his own body, Moushu wanted to run over and replace it immediately, and put it on himself.

To not cherish such good hair is to waste it.

Maybe it was because Moushu's gaze was too direct that Master Xuan Ming also noticed it.

Following Mooshu's line of sight, he saw that his natal sword was turning into a big face plate, and he felt a little embarrassed at the moment when he was picking up the hair he had torn off.

First, he signaled to Hu Heng who was aside, asking him to quickly take away the disciples of his sect, and then he pretended to be casual and said: "Ahem~ When the little guy comes out, just step aside."

After saying that, he turned around and ignored Moushu, and continued to look at the other people behind Moushu.

There is no way that such a cute little mouse could be a spy of the demon clan. Well, neither should the brat carrying the little guy. He should look at the other people behind him.

At the same time, the hand that was pulling the hair silently stopped and stopped pulling the hair.

He just didn't know if it was because of the intense gaze of Mooshu or if it was a psychological effect. He always felt a little cold on the top of his head. He probably couldn't have made himself bald.

True Lord Xuan Ming was secretly frightened, and finally made up his mind at this moment. He must change his bad habit of pulling his hair when he is nervous.

Of course, he didn't forget to ask his natal sword to collect all the hair that had just been torn off. The monk's hair couldn't be left out, as big trouble would happen.

True Lord Xuan Ming's natal sword was not surprised at all by this. With a few swishes, even the broken hair that was still in True Lord Xuan Ming's hand was swept away and put away.

That proficiency and clean technique cannot be developed without practicing it a hundred or eighty times.

It can only be said that Master Xuan Ming's hair is really rich. After being so damaged by his master, it is still so thick and thick that it makes the mouse jealous. The sweet potato on the side thought a little sourly.

At the same time, the golden elixir on her body was finally sensed by Heaven, and the calamity clouds above her head began to condense. Hu Heng, who was about to send them back to the flying boat, was also startled and stopped moving.

It was only after Lu Li sent him a message in time that he understood what was going on.

Soon, a Liuyue Sect disciple who also wanted to overcome the calamity and become a pill appeared next to Lu Li without leaving a trace. His aura suddenly spread out, covering the strangeness of the millet potato.

Moushu also received the message from her senior brother and sixth uncle at the same time. She understood that this was to cover herself, so she stayed still.

Suddenly, Mooshu, who was obediently motionless, glanced at Fang Ruiyi, who had just come out, and Wen Jianxi, who came out with him and changed his appearance.

Suddenly, a bad idea came to mind.