Now that you have become the wolf king, why be afraid of the sea emperor?

Before leaving, Lu Zhongran grabbed Jiang Zhouyin's sleeve and said earnestly, "Although it is outside the Lingtian League, since Leader Xie asked Su Yuezun for help, it means that things are not simple. Take control and don't overdo it."

Jiang Zhouyin smiled slightly: "How many spirit stones do we need to build another mountain?"

Lu Zhongran: "..."

Jiang Zhouyin patted Lu Zhongran on the shoulder, "Don't worry, Brother Sect Leader, when spring comes, our Yaoyun Sect will still be able to accept people."

Lu Zhongran: "!!!"

No sect leader can refuse the temptation of "strengthening the mountain gate".

Su Yue didn't bother Qiu Qi, but he didn't deliberately hide the news of his going to Ling Tianmeng. When he set off, Qiu Qi appeared silently, walking beside Jiang Zhouyin.

With Suyue's current cultivation level, a monk in the distraction period can slap him on the ground if he jumps out.

Jiang Zhouyin finally understood, the two were awkward in front of each other, but they were inseparable no matter what.

Outside the Lingtian League, there is a place that is obviously different from the surroundings, like a piece of black cloth that has been torn apart from the clear sky, covered with dark clouds and full of evil spirits.

Evil cultivators and demons will affect the aura. Xie Hongyuan said it was "gathering a little", but it seems that it is much more serious.

On this trip, Mu Xifeng followed, and as soon as he landed, he raised his hand and held down the saber.

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Zhouyin was indifferent, and the wide hem of his robe brushed across the grass, and he took the lead in stepping into the light mist of miasma.

After walking for a while, I heard an angry roar——

"Devil! Kill me if you have the ability! Ling Tianmeng will never let it go!"

Ruthless to die with generosity.

"Ha! How long have you been sending out the signal? Is someone coming to rescue you? Let's talk about it after I can get through my 'fog of nightmare'!"

Jiang Zhouyin and Fu Xingyou looked at each other, and pointed around: "What kind of nightmare fog is this thing?"

Su Yue said lightly, "It's just an illusion."

After saying that, Suyue waved her hand, the mist seemed to be alive, starting from one point, it receded in all directions, and soon revealed a scene not far away.

Two Ling Tianmeng disciples were surrounded and beaten by several black-clothed monks, one of them had a neck stuck, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and it was believed that the style of his robe should be an inner sect disciple.

Looking at the entire comprehension world, unless Jiang Zhouyin is eager to learn, Su Yue is a well-deserved number one illusionist.

The other party probably didn't expect that the "Nightmare Fog" he was good at would be dispelled easily, so he stared at it.

"It's a casual cultivator." Fu Xingyou confirmed the other party's identity and strode forward.

"Who?!" The other party yelled, and three people rushed towards Fu Xingyou at the same time. They saw the sharp sword light sweeping across, and they all fell to the ground with howling.

Mu Xifeng kicked the evil cultivator who was stepping on Ling Tianmeng disciples, lowered his head and asked, "Are you okay?"

It is no exaggeration, this disciple of Ling Tianmeng had the urge to cry for a moment.

Mu Xifeng helped him up, "Are you two the only ones trapped?"

"Yes!" The senior brother of this disciple has already passed out, and he said with obvious shame, "Yesterday, my junior brother was injured by these demons, I couldn't be more angry with my senior brother..."

Jiang Zhouyin understood that he was captured instead of taking revenge.

The mist was forcefully dispelled by Su Yue. These illusions were too low-level for him, and they were all used to confuse people who entered the battle.

Then a beam of red light shot straight into the sky, and this disciple of the Lingtian League sent out another signal.

"Kill them!" An evil cultivator yelled.

Mu Xifeng drew out his sword.

When the Ling Tianmeng disciples outside saw the signal and came successfully, they immediately protected the two fellow disciples. The bruised and swollen disciple grabbed the arm of one of them, "Quick, Senior Brother Zhang! Exterminate these devils!"

Senior Brother Zhang looked up and saw that although Mu Xifeng was full of righteousness, he was too proficient in wiping people's necks. Fu Xingyou didn't say anything. He looked like a handsome Asura from hell, as for those men in black robes, they curled up on the ground and trembled, so Senior Brother Zhang glanced around, then held his sword tightly, and asked earnestly, "Who is the devil?"

"..."

"I'm at the Yaoyun sect, Jiang Zhouyin." A person stood in front of him, with a light smile and an indescribably unrestrained and gentle smile. Brother Zhang was stunned for a moment, and only then did he distinguish between the enemy and us.

"It's Your Majesty!" Someone saw Su Yue.

Su Yue nodded. He had no sense of belonging to Ling Tianmeng, and had been planning for the spirit blood for a long time. Seeing the overjoyed expressions of these disciples at this moment, he couldn't help feeling disappointed. one two.

"This miasma has lasted for more than half a month." After the evil cultivators present were subdued, Senior Brother Zhang said in a deep voice: "The head of the sect is about to retreat, and there is no time to take care of it. Several elders have also come, and they cannot be dispelled."

Jiang Zhouyin frowned, what's going on, who is Xie Hongyuan?Do you not care about the disciple's life or death after retreating?

"There are indeed some tricks in it." Su Yue looked at the miasma that was only accumulated in the border and had not completely dissipated, frowned slightly, his eyes flashed darkly, as if he wanted to say something, but held back.

Jiang Zhouyin noticed it, but didn't ask, and the group went to Ling Tianmeng before the miasma filled up again.

Jiang Zhouyin's heart sank as soon as he entered the mountain gate.

Ling Tianmeng was dying.

But the disciples of Ling Tianmeng stayed in it every day, so they didn't feel much.

Some disciples went to invite Xie Hongyuan, but they returned in vain after a stick of incense. Instead, it was the elder Zhao Huai striding forward from outside.

Jiang Zhouyin had some impressions of Zhao Huai. To sum it up, he was very expressive, but he was not reused by Xie Hongyuan. He could also understand that there were four elders in Ling Tianmeng, three of whom were disciples of his own clan, and Zhao Huai came in halfway. Yes, he was already there when Xie Hongyuan took over the lord.

The question arises here, why the other three elders didn't come, but Zhao Huai?

Zhao Huai looked like "the honored guest is here, the succulent plants are shining", "Your Majesty, the Immortal Chanting in the Day." His eyes fell on Fu Xingyou, and he was a little apprehensive, "Emperor."

Su Yue was blunt, "Where are the other elders?"

Zhao Huai was refined and polite, "One elder went on a trip, and the other two were injured by the miasma of the mirage. Presumably, His Majesty has seen it."

Su Yue paused, and then asked: "Why are the patrolling disciples halved?"

When he came up, he noticed that Ling Tianmeng was cold and cold.

Zhao Huai said with a smile: "This is the meaning of the leader."

Qiu Qi stared at Zhao Huai for a moment, then suddenly said, "It's a lie."

There is a new law of heaven in Qiuqi's body. In other words, his eyes are like rulers, and ordinary dirt can't be dodged at all.

"Qiu Qi, what you said is wronging me." Zhao Huai showed great generosity, but Jiang Zhouyin saw his hands hidden in his sleeves clenched hard.彡彡威凊

"Excuse me." Jiang Zhouyin asked, "Where is the leader retreating?"

Zhao Huai said generously: "Qingming Hall."

Su Yue walked out.

Zhao Huai's complexion changed, and he stood in front of Su Yue almost instantly, with a smirk on his face: "Your Majesty, the leader left everything to me before retreating, and you have been away from the Lingtian League for a while."

The implication is, less control.

Su Yue said coldly, "What if I insist on seeing Xie Hongyuan today?"

Su Yue's eyes were as sharp as spikes, and Zhao Huai couldn't help it.

Zhao Huai seldom dealt with people like Su Yue, and ordinary people must have given up their minds when they heard what he said, but unfortunately not only Su Yue, but also Jiang Zhouyin did not play their cards according to common sense.

Su Yue flicked her sleeves to block Zhao Huai's arm, but felt a more rapid spiritual force back.

Su Yue's cultivation base has not yet recovered, and Zhao Huai's cultivation base is already in the middle stage of distraction. The moment he attacked Su Yue, a bit of joy and contempt flashed in his eyes. Mortals are happy to see gods fall, and it is best to fall into the dust , but this look suddenly stimulated Qiu Qi.

Before Jiang Zhouyin could react, Qiu Qi had already fought Zhao Huai out of the hall.

Surprise flashed across Su Yue's face, and then she heard Fu Xingyou say: "An Xin, now even I dare not easily fight against Qiu Qi."

Backlash is serious.

Sure enough, within half a stick of incense time, Zhao Huai was thrown out of the sky by Qiu Qi, and after falling heavily on the ground, the marble tiles immediately flew and shattered with inertia. When Zhao Huai stopped coughing, Ling Tian The patrol disciples of the League have heard the news and rushed over.

"Take, take them down!" Zhao Huai snapped.

But he underestimated Su Yue's influence on Ling Tianmeng.

All the disciples looked stunned, they looked at their lord and then at Elder Zhao Huai, they didn't move.

Su Yue looked at a familiar inner sect disciple, "How long has Xie Xie been in the Qingming Palace?"

"Three days!" The disciple immediately answered with cupped hands.

"Take Zhao Huai." Su Yue said lightly, "I now suspect that Zhao Huai designed Xie Leader and has succeeded. The lives and deaths of the other three elders are unknown."

After saying that, he stepped into the void and walked towards Qingming Hall.

A few bright swords pressed against his neck, Zhao Huai swallowed with disbelief.

"Elder, don't embarrass us." A disciple said.

Jiang Zhouyin walked past Zhao Huai, shaking his head pityingly, not being recognized is the greatest sorrow in a sect.

"Suyue!" Zhao Huai yelled loudly, "Don't go to Qingming Palace! Otherwise, you will definitely regret it!"

Fu Xingyou raised his eyebrows: "Are you talking to Su Yue about regrets?"

Does a person who has calculated the six worlds and four seas for 3 years know what regret is?

Zhao Huai was speechless.

The Qingming Hall is the ninth peak of the Lingtian League, surrounded by mountains and rivers, showing the trend of "guiding", during which the spiritual power is like a river, rushing endlessly.

Su Yue stopped at the entrance of Qingming Hall, knocked on the door first, "Thank you, League Leader?"

There was no movement, but it was followed by the sound of tables and chairs rubbing against the ground.

It seemed that something was overwhelmed, dragging the table and chairs.

Su Yue didn't delay any longer, and pushed open the palace door.

The hall was dark, and Su Yue's pupils shrank suddenly as the sun shone inch by inch!

Who is that? !

There is a "thing" lying on the ground, a human shape can be seen slightly, but the limbs seem to melt away, making him look like some kind of large worm.

The familiar jade crown was in the spread meat, and Suyue recognized that it belonged to Xie Hongyuan.

"Get out of the way!" Jiang Zhouyin shouted suddenly.

The next moment, the slow-moving thing suddenly charged up, turned into a sharp sword and rushed in front of Suyue, but within a palm's distance, Suyue saw Xie Hongyuan's facial features appearing on the lump of soft flesh.

"Respect, Your Majesty..."

"run!"

Xie Hongyuan's voice changed completely, as if his reason was crumbling.

Jiang Zhouyin breathed a sigh of relief, seeing the golden barrier on the threshold, he knew that Xie Hongyuan would not be able to get out.

"Thank you leader, why..." Jiang Zhouyin looked at it carefully, "So ugly?"

Xie Hongyuan: "..."