Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

Qi Lie's words without any room for change were spoken, and the gentle scene that Zhou Yiqiao and Murong Yunhe had maintained disappeared in an instant.

The three demon sect monks who came up with Murong Yunhe and Qi Lie to greet him immediately saw the conflict between them and Zhou Yiqiao, and their hearts wavered.

The reason why they agreed to follow Murong Yunhe and Qi Lie was naturally because they came to the side of the casual cultivators who spontaneously formed a group after arriving at the center.

No matter how much they, the monks of the sect, looked down on these casual cultivators, they also knew clearly that during this massacre, there were three highly powerful and proud disciples among the casual cultivators.

They knew very well that it was difficult for two fists to defeat four hands, so they recommended Murong Yunhe and Qi Lie, who were also the favorites for this massacre feast, hoping to compete with the huge alliance of casual cultivators.

But now it seems that this strategy seems to be a mistake.

There seems to be a completely irreconcilable conflict between the proud disciples of their sect monks!

Murong Yunhe naturally noticed the fluctuation in people's hearts. After glaring at Qi Lie beside him, he smiled and said to Zhou Yiqiao.

"As the saying goes, it is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. Now that the blood moon is approaching, we might as well put aside our conflicts for the time being and fight against the attack of monsters together. What do you think, Fellow Daoist Zhou?"

Seeing that Murong Yunhe actually surrendered to him, Zhou Yiqiao was stunned and couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

Ever since the confrontation with Murong Yunhe's side in the restaurant, Zhou Yiqiao knew that the person in front of him was a monk who thought highly of himself.

Even when facing Zhou Yiqiao, Murong Yunhe always showed absolute confidence in his own strength.

But now, why is he like this?

Could it be...

In the flash of lightning in his mind, Zhou Yiqiao glanced at the casual cultivator alliance beside him, either watching indifferently or gloating about his misfortune.

The only thing that could make Murong Yunhe think about the possibility of temporarily joining forces with him was that there was someone the other party was afraid of among the casual cultivators.

Moreover, even Qi Lie, who was also known as the proud son of Huang Quan Guan Tian, ​​had no clue about this person that Murong Yunhe was afraid of!

As he expected, beside the sisters who looked similar and should be the sisters surnamed Ye as mentioned by Senior Brother Song, stood a man with an average appearance but an extremely burly figure.

Zhou Yiqiao felt an extremely terrifying spiritual pressure from this man.

This coercion hit Zhou Yiqiao like a tide, making his expression slightly stern.

This person is by no means an idle person.

While Zhou Yiqiao was looking at the man, the man also felt Zhou Yiqiao's gaze. He tilted his head slightly and glanced at Zhou Yiqiao, then quickly looked away.

It was as if Zhou Yiqiao was just a piece of air, unable to penetrate his eyes at all.

But just this glance caused Zhou Yiqiao's spiritual energy to stagnate in his body after recovering from a serious illness.

Zhou Yiqiao's pupils shrank and a solemn look appeared on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, I wonder how you have considered my suggestion?"

Murong Yunhe's voice sounded in Zhou Yiqiao's ears again, and Zhou Yiqiao returned to normal from the strange situation just now.

Looking up at Murong Yunhe, Zhou Yiqiao nodded slowly.

"Since Fellow Taoist Murong sincerely invites you, I will give you this face and let's stop fighting for the time being."

As soon as these words came out, Murong Yunhe and the sect disciples whose complete picture was unknown behind him breathed a sigh of relief.

Murong Yunhe changed from his normal state and laughed three times, seeming to be really happy that the two had resolved their grudges.

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Zhou is so happy, we can't be acquainted without fighting. Let's do it this way. Murong has some good tea on hand. Now I invite Fellow Daoist Zhou to taste it."

Murong Yunhe said, turned around and said something to Qi Lie beside him, asking him to stay where he was with the monks from the Zhongzong Sect, and then took Zhou Yiqiao out of everyone's sight.

The two of them walked together without saying a word.

After walking about a few hundred feet, they each activated several formation restrictions and their expressions became serious.

"Who is that plain-looking man next to the Ye family sisters?"

Zhou Yiqiao asked first.

He was very sure that among the fans around the Ye sisters, there was absolutely no such person, and it was impossible to have such a person.

After all, Zhou Yiqiao had only seen such unpredictable strength from Luo Xi.

Who is Luo Xi?

That is the supreme power of the Tianchen Realm, the little princess Daxuantian who is the leader of the Four Holy Lands!

It's not that Zhou Yiqiao looks down on the Ye sisters, it's that in this world of immortality where strength is respected, nothing about the two of them, from beauty to talent, can match that mysterious man.

Hearing Zhou Yiqiao's question, Murong Yunhe frowned and looked very unhappy.

"To tell you the truth, I was responsible for helping Master collect intelligence in Huangquan Temple, but I had never heard of a person as big as him."

"Do you mean that this person should come from outside the Netherworld Demon Realm? Or that this person should come from the Holy Realm of Central Continent?"

Zhou Yiqiao immediately asked.

Although he had already made a guess, he still hoped that Murong Yunhe would confirm it himself.

Murong Yunhe was silent for a moment, and finally nodded, agreeing with Zhou Yiqiao's statement.

"Yes, I think the man's age does not seem to be much different from the two of us. The man who can have such terrifying spiritual pressure can only come from the Central Continent Holy Sect or even the Four Holy Lands!"

"I just don't know, since you are a monk from Central Continent, why do you want to participate in the massacre feast specially prepared for the monks from the Netherworld Demon Realm?"

After answering Zhou Yiqiao's question, Murong Yunhe did not forget to remind him of the strangeness of this matter.

The two of them fell into deep thought together, and suddenly became extremely silent amid multiple restrictions.

"You two fellow Taoists have so many questions, why don't you just ask Chen directly?"

A plain voice suddenly broke the calm between Zhou Yiqiao and Murong Yunhe.

The two people's spiritual senses exploded, and they both used their magic weapons in an instant and turned to look in the direction where the sound came from.

I saw that the person they were discussing, the ordinary man, walked directly through several formations arranged by the two people and walked in front of them.

Seeing this person approaching, both Zhou Yiqiao and Murong Yunhe's eyes flashed with ferocity.

Although they could not completely see the strength of the man in front of them, they were not ordinary people themselves, and they would not fight each other just because they were afraid of this man.

As long as the other party makes any movement, the two of them will launch an attack and take the lead.

"You two don't have to be so nervous. I can express my intention."

The man still looked indifferent and did not take Zhou Yiqiao's attack posture into consideration at all.

"My name is Chen Fan, and I am a disciple of the Northern Wilderness Sect. I am here for a treasure in the secret realm."