Chapter 165

At Wong Tai Sin, Hu Zimo left the Jiangbei Escort Agency for more than ten minutes, and received news from Jinling City. All the people waiting in Jinling City were ready to set off.

If the archery bottom is in Jiangbei City, but not in Jiumu Mountain, all the monks who are waiting for Jinling will lose their chances. However, so far, it is not known whether these two people can successfully get the archery bottom.

In a large mansion covering a wide area in Jinling City, Wang Qingyi, a saint of Guanghan Palace, was entertaining Ren Xiaoyao, the genius of Tianshidao in the back garden.

Wang Qingyi disguised himself as a man, wearing a white scholarly outfit, and had a soft and charming aura. The scholarly outfit was slightly close to her body, outlining her delicate figure with a slanted front and back, which made her desire to conquer. Her delicate melon-shaped face was smiling and raised her glass and said, "I just received a message from my master. Be sure to take this blood order, and ask Brother Xiaoyao to help me."

Wang Qingyi's master is Yu Shi, the palace master of Guanghan Palace, and a fake Dan Realm master.

"Don't worry Qingyi, this is natural." Ren Xiaoyao said curiously: "So, will Lord Yu appear in the desert then?"

Yu Shi, the palace lord of Guanghan Palace, is quite mysterious and is absent from gatherings of major sects all year round. He has never seen her as a Taoist son of the nine major sects.

Wang Qingyi chuckled and said, "How can I know what Master is thinking?" He stood up and added a glass of wine to Ren Xiaoyao, and said, "I have confirmed with Donghai that Shen Yu in Hanbei is still in seclusion, so we will lose one strong enemy this time."

She exchanged a contact array plate with Shen Yu. Not only did she use the array plate to send messages to Shen Yu, she invited him to participate in the Jiangbei escort agency. The result of the test was that Shen Yu replied: she went into seclusion. She also investigated the Shao family through the Guanghan Palace in Donghai City and confirmed that Shen Yu was staying in seclusion at the Shao family.

She had tried to make friends with Shen Yu before and establish friendship, but it seemed that she was not very successful. She was leaving Shen Yu alone. But she still recognized Shen Yu's strength in her heart.

Wang Qingyi praised Shen Yu very much and feared him, which made Ren Xiaoyao slightly unhappy and smiled and said, "Qingyi, why be afraid of him? Even if he is in Jiangbei, I can still help Qingyi, you get the Blood Evil Order."

Wang Qingyi smiled and raised her glass to drink with Ren Xiaoyao again, "Thank you, Brother Xiaoyao."

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Xulou County is under the management of Jiangbei City. It is about a hundred miles away from its urban area. Huang Daxian and Hu Zimo left in the early morning as mortals and drove to Mulan Cemetery on the Third Ring Road of Jiangbei City.

The afternoon sun was quite warm. The two walked into the quiet and empty cemetery. The place where they saw was full of tombstones. In mid-spring, birds sing and flowers scented. But they seemed to be filled with grief.

Following the clues, the two found a tombstone. Hu Zimo looked around and said, "It's this?"

"Yes." After confirming, Wong Tai Sin said firmly: "Let's do it!"

After arranging the magic, Wong Tai Sin casts a spell to open the cemetery and reveal the urn inside. After opening it, the smell inside instantly dissipates, and the box is a token that seems to be soaked in dark red by blood.

This token looks ordinary, but when it gets close, it gives people a feeling of terror and is extremely strange.

"Old Hu, let's go!" Huang Daxian endured the discomfort, closed the urn and said to Hu Zimo. He breathed a sigh of relief, the trip was still very smooth.

At this moment, a silver bell-like laughter came around the cemetery.

"Hehe..., where are the two brothers going? Do you want me to send you a ride?"

The laughter is sometimes far and sometimes near, sometimes clear and sometimes blurred, sometimes debauchery, sometimes soft and whispering, extremely strange.

Hu Zimo and Huang Daxian, two monks in the late stage of Qi training, no matter how careful they were, how could they have any secrets in front of a group of spiritual gathering monks?

The two of them did not notice anyone following behind them. This situation is basically the same as their vision is dark, while the other party is full of light on the map.

"Not good." Wong Daxian's face changed drastically, and she held the box in her hand tightly. She was entrusted by others to be loyal to others.

The illusion array they arranged was only targeting ordinary people. If a powerful cultivator came, the illusion array would have no effect.

"You only know that it's not good?" Hu Zimo complained in his heart, took out his short marksmanship and was on full alert.

At this time, the illusion array arranged by the two of them collapsed, and they saw that there was already darkness in the cemetery, and figures around them continued to appear. The female cultivator, who smiled like a silver bell, was in the air in the east. She was wearing a tight black night-mounted dress, and her delicate figure was indescribable.

Just looking at her, Huang Daxian and Hu Zimo felt that their minds were taken away. Even though they knew something was wrong, they still felt that this woman was so beautiful that she was willing to do anything for her.

"Swoosh!"

The urn in Wong Tai Sin's hand was immediately taken away and flew towards the woman in black. She was Han Zhaojun who had met not long ago.

"Where did the fish come from?"

Bang!

Suddenly, a violent shock came from the ground. The darkness that enveloped the cemetery disappeared immediately, revealing the spring afternoon sunshine.

Jiang Ran, who was carrying a long knife, jumped up in the air and waved it out with a knife. Cut off the connection between the woman in black and the urn.

Because of the relocation, Han Zhaojun was worried about not affecting ordinary people. Jiang Ran didn't consider these things at all.

"Gee." Han Zhaojun laughed, charming for no reason. A black ribbon came out from nowhere and hit Jiang Ran's long knife.

"Yo Xi! If you don't take the heavens, you will be blamed!" In the forest, a middle-aged man in Japanese warriors rushed out, and the samurai sword in his hand turned into a sword shadow, covering the space near the urn.

Chu Yangrong flew from the north wall of the cemetery and pressed the Japanese warriors in the air, "This is my Chinese thing. When will it be your Japanese warriors turn to take it?" Only Chu Yangrong himself knew the power of this palm.

The monks around the cemetery had already begun to fight. Because Han Zhaojun and others had subordinates, they must have to defend their retreat. More monks followed and began to attack the monks in the blockade area.

"Open it for the Buddha!" ​​Monk Zhihe of Hanshan Temple activated the magic on the cassock, cooperated with the lion's roar, and killed ten people with one roar, opened a blood-colored passage, and punched the Japanese warriors.

He was following Yun Zi, the Taoist nun from Guangji'an, and with a sweet voice, he waved out the dust and stopped the attacking magic weapons.

Bang.

Bang.

At this time, the scene was in chaos. The forces of all parties combined, there were no less than 34 cultivators in the Spirit Gathering Realm alone. The sound of spells, the whistling sound of various magical instruments, and the light of various secret techniques shone in the sky.

Fortunately, this place is a cemetery, and there are not many people in the secular world. Otherwise, if this scene is seen, the Yulin Guard will be busy to death after the disaster.

Only then did Huang Daxian and Hu Zimo come back to their senses from Han Zhaojun's charming skills. When Huang Daxian saw this posture, he apologized: "Old Hu, I've harmed you."

Now, they are the center of the whole venue. How could two late-stage monks in Qi training escape surrounded by a group of spiritual gathering cultivators? Moreover, even if they escape, will the monks who have already killed red-eyed think that they have no treasures on them?

"Hehe, my little brother will go home and practice hard for a few years!" Han Zhaojun smirked and said trash words, charming Jiang Ran's mind. At the same time, the ribbon in her hand was unpredictable, like dancing in the air.

Any monk who looks at this place who fights here, as long as he is in the spirit gathering realm, is full of obsession. Her dancing posture is also problematic.

The iron law in the world of cultivation. The more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous it is.

Within two moves, Han Zhaojun forced Jiang Ran, the late-stage show of the Jiang family, to retreat. She had come and go in Jie Dong's pursuit and knew each other. Her strength can be imagined. Jie Dong was on the fourth level of the spirit and once ranked first on the Hidden Dragon List.

"ah…"

"ah…"

Han Zhaojun was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue and participate in the battle group of Wu, Chu Yangrong, and Monk Zhihe, the subordinates behind her suddenly heard one shrill scream after another. She looked back.

A young man in green robe came in with a black spear in his hand, and the blockers were invincible! The Sun and Moon Sect members were killed one of them. They were like tigers breaking into a flock of sheep, and they seemed to be generals on the ancient battlefield, like bulldozers, killing them to open their blood!
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