The ally leader's stand-in is gone

As the last relatively complete mountain in the Wulong resident, there are translucent pieces of jade floating outside Wulong Mountain, which is pure in color, sacred and solemn.

The gods enshrined in the belief of the witch clan are entrenched inside, listening to the wailing of the believers, there is no movement from the beginning to the end.

Fang Yan stepped on the treasure of the witch clan, and a cloud of darkness flashed in his eyes, which was actually thicker than the raging fire that surrounded him for a long time.

What did he realize, and said coldly: "Those people before broke into the Wu clan's resident for this reason?"

The high priest said honestly, "Exactly."

It turned out to be the case.

Or... as expected.

Fang Yan's all-time speculation came true, and Fang Yan said calmly, "Then did they get the secret technique you mentioned?"

The high priest was overjoyed when he saw this, thinking that Fang Yan agreed to the terms of exchange, he couldn't help raising his voice quickly and loudly: "No! Although the monks they came were powerful, they were still beaten back by the five witches of the witch clan! I promise you The leader is the only person who can use this secret technique except for the witch clan!"

Fang Yan nodded in satisfaction: "Very good."

The high priest stood up with trembling legs under the support of his clansmen, and was thinking about how to ask Fang Yan to fulfill his promise. Before his waist was straightened, he felt a sudden strong killing intent.

The clansmen shook their hands, and the high priest fell back to the ground.

He looked back at Fang Yan in shock: "You don't want to know... Your purpose is not the secret art of the witch clan!"

Fang Yan had a half-smile: "I have said that I have inherited the behest of my ancestors, followed the way of the world, and came here to overthrow the witch clan."

"It's not because of the secret art of the Wu Clan, so how did you know where the Wu Clan is located..." Seeing the sword move, the high priest was terrified, and his words were broken, "Shi Jiaojiao, that traitor Shi Jiaojiao led you the way!"

Fang Yan: "Not bad."

High Priest: "Could it be, could it be...you even want to kill Wulong..."

Fang Yan said leisurely: "Until now, I still miss Wulong, but unfortunately the Wu clan will be destroyed, but the gods you believe in only know how to curl up in their shells and don't want to protect its believers at all. For such a despicable evil, you How many innocent people have been killed."

"What do you know! You don't know the greatness of Wulong!" His lifelong belief was insulted, and the high priest said excitedly, "Shi Jiaojiao was able to leave and escape the responsibility of the saint because he never entered the Wulong Palace. ! Wulong Temple can only be opened from the inside, you can't get in at all!"

Realizing that he couldn't stop Fang Yan, the high priest laughed loudly with a crazy and strange brilliance on his face.

"Hahahahahaha! Even if you kill all my Wu Clan members, it will be of no use! The Wulong will not die! The Wu Clan will not die!"

"The Wulong will not die! The Wu Clan will not die!"

Fang Yan's eyes became more mocking, and from the corner of his eye, he saw a water-blue shattered slip across the sky.

He curled the corners of his lips and said with a smile, "Wulong Temple?"

As soon as the words fell, a violent vibration came from Wulong Mountain.

The fourteen jade pillars surrounding the outside shattered from the inside out, and the jade jues floating in the air also fell one after another. The stone door embedded in the mountain and half the height of the mountain was pushed open a thin crack from the inside, like connecting Yin and Yang. The cracks between the two worlds are filled with dust and mist.

The high priest's madness stopped abruptly, and the other Wu clans became more chaotic.

"how is this possible?!"

"Wulong Temple is opened from the inside!"

"That's Wulong Temple! How could this happen?!"

The high priest looked at Fang Yan who was still calm, and quickly understood.

Fang Yan is playing tricks!

The high priest raised his hand with great effort, and before he could utter a word, he felt his chest burn—his heart was pierced by a red light.

Fang Yan volleyed down from the Lingzhu, and when he also left on his hind feet, the Wu Clan treasure split in two and fell heavily into the valley.

Thousands of flames erupted from the long calamity, illuminating the Wu Clan residence into a red sky like a shooting star.

Many members of the Wu tribe tried to fight to the death, but they died with hatred before Fang Yan's body could get close. Until the moment of death, they all looked at Fang Yan's back ferociously, and silently made the most vicious curse.

But Fang Yan didn't care about everything, he didn't look back, and flew forward.

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The Wulong Temple is located in a mountain in the deepest part of the Wu Clan's residence, and it is the most secretive and most important holy place of the Wu Clan.

When Lin Zhouyue arrived, one of the stone gates of this holy place was gone, and the other was only half left, lying on the mountain platform at an angle, as if it was about to fall down at any moment.

The inside of the hall is very spacious, even big enough to accommodate a small sect in the cultivation world.

In the center of the hall, lay a golden dragon. It had wounds all over its body, all its nails had been broken off, and half of its tail had been cut off. Only the thick, foul-smelling steam was coming from its nostrils. The pupils of the eyes are full of resentment that eats flesh and blood. If it weren't for the fact that the whole body was bound by long tassels, he would definitely use his last bit of strength to get up, dragging the culprit to die together.

And the culprit of all this was sitting leisurely on a certain clean chair in the hall, drinking the hot tea that he brought with a pretty woman.

As soon as Wen Qiqi saw Jian Sheng, he didn't care about anything, and ran straight to his sister: "Sister! Are you okay!"

Wen Jiansheng was still in his usual crow-blue gauze gown, and she didn't know whether she just entered the palace wearing this, or changed her clothes after regaining her memory. She picked up the saber on the table and rushed towards Wen Jiansheng chest, stopped this embrace that was not sure of the strength at first sight.

Wen Jiansheng: "It's okay, are you doing well?"

Wen Shiqi: "Smooth is smooth, but you are scaring me to death, can you notify me in advance next time something like this happens?"

Wen Jiansheng: "Understood, isn't this something urgent?"

Here, the love between sister and brother is staged, and Fang Yan also looks at Lin Zhouyue from the beginning to the end: "Is it not injured?"

Lin Zhouyue shook his head as a response, paused for a moment, and asked, "Did you find anything?"

Dashenmen has been eyeing the Demon Realm covetously. If it is indeed Dashenmen who came to the witch clan before them, maybe they can find some clues from their purpose.

Fang Yan poured a cup of tea for Lin Zhouyue: "Dashenmen is very eager for energy, and I came to Wuzu because I fell in love with the method of transforming emotions into energy."

Lin Zhouyue: "Did you succeed?"

Fang Yan: "No."

Lin Zhouyue: "What else?"

Fang Yan: "I have already asked Qu Yin to take people to deal with the remaining Wu clan. If there is any news, I will be the first to tell you."

Lin Zhouyue said "um", and the two of them fell silent, and there was nothing to say.

I don't know what Wen Shiqi and Wen Jiansheng said, Wen Jiansheng showed obvious dislike on his brows: "Stop, stop, I'm relieved if you can come back."

After finishing speaking, he said to Lin Zhouyue: "I accidentally involved you, I'm sorry."

Lin Zhouyue smiled unskillfully: "Seventeen is my friend, it should be."

Wen Shiqi was very proud, and took Lin Zhouyue's shoulders: "We are good brothers! His affairs are my affairs, and mine affairs are his affairs!"

Although Lin Zhouyue was not used to this kind of straightforward contact and declaration, he felt pretty good, he didn't struggle, and smiled at Wen Jiansheng again as a tacit consent.

Wen Jiansheng nodded in relief. She didn't say anything about getting along well as the elder sister Wen Shiqi, and gave the two of them the respect and trust they deserved.

Watching the interaction between the three, Fang Yan felt a sour taste in his throat, coughed lightly, and said to Wen Jiansheng: "You found the Wu Clan this time, and you took the risk of handing over your memory and sneaking into the Wulong Temple to open it." The gate of the palace has the greatest contribution, why don't you hurry to Wuwenchi?"

Wen Jiansheng folded his arms and said with a smile: "You want to snatch it from me?"

Fang Yan thought of something, and waved his hand helplessly: "No one is going to snatch it from you. Aren't the Wulongs all reserved for you? You can open the Don't Ask Pool by yourself."

Don't ask about the pool.

The birthplace of Wulong, this pool can reflect any specified past in the world.

Wen Jiansheng searched for someone for hundreds of years, and finally got a clue.

Wen Jiansheng stopped taking Joe, stood up, stretched out his clothes, and walked in front of Wu Long.

A water-colored long sword that makes people feel peaceful comes out from her sea of ​​consciousness.

Before Lin Zhouyue could see the patterns on the sword clearly, the long sword pierced Wu Long's back.

The golden liquid meanders north along the grooves on the ground, forming a magnificent and magnificent magic circle along the way.

Under the abyss at the end of the magic circle, a golden lake rose slowly.

Wen Jiansheng burst out his spiritual power, creating a vortex in the center of the lake for only one person to enter and exit.

She turned around and said, "Then I'll go first."

After getting a response, Wen Jiansheng resolutely jumped into the whirlpool.

Admiration rose in Lin Zhouyue's heart.

Wen Jiansheng is worthy of being a legend. He carried Wen's family alone and developed Wen's family into the largest chamber of commerce in the cultivation world.

After Wen Shiqi grew up, Jiannanshan was established to find people, and Jiannanshan was also developed into a leading intelligence organization.

Although some of them were fueled by Fang Yan and exchanged interests with Xianmeng, Wen Jiansheng contributed a lot.

Now he came all the way to the Wu Clan for a clue, broke into the Wulong Temple with his own body, and jumped into the Wuwen Pond neatly.

His determination and talent are really rare in the world.

Wen Shiqi was afraid that something might happen to Wen Jiansheng, so he directly sat down on the edge of Wuwen Pool, and guarded it closely.

In order to avoid suspicion, Lin Zhouyue did not approach, but sat at the table drinking tea.

The table was far away from Wuwenchi, at least Wen Shiqi couldn't hear what he and Fang Yan were saying here.

But he and Fang Yan didn't seem to have anything to say.

When Wen Jiansheng comes out, he can go back to Yuanzhou, I don't know how the senior brother is doing these days.

"Day and moon." Fang Yan said suddenly.

Lin Zhouyue looked up, but didn't answer.

Fang Yan: "Do you still remember... Wanling Mirror?"

Lin Zhouyue thought for a while, and understood what Fang Yan meant. The effect of Wanling Mirror and Wuwenchi was similar.

He said: "What?"

Fang Yan: "You said that Yuan Yu's senior made a fortune teller for you. We had a bond a long time ago. When Wen Jiansheng comes out, I will go and have a look."

Lin Zhouyue felt distressed in her chest: "It has nothing to do with me."

He looked away.

He had destroyed the Wanling Mirror back then, and even though it contained some impulsiveness, he did not regret it.

However, the next moment, he felt a heat between his brows, and something passed through Fang Yan's fingertips into his consciousness.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-08-19?20:05:38~2021-08-20?16:37:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Lu Chen? 1 piece;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!