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After these monks entered Zixiao City, they all seemed to have disappeared and never appeared again.

Because there were hundreds of thousands of monks entering and leaving Zixiao City every day, few people paid special attention to the whereabouts of these monks, and what happened at the city gate a few days ago was quickly forgotten.

A splendid mountain river 200,000 miles away from Zixiao City is where the foundation of the Nine Peerless Sword Sect is located.

The blue sky is blank and the clouds are like flocculent, the spirit birds are auspicious, and from time to time there are sword qi flying in the air.

On the top of one of the peaks of Wanren Mountain, surrounded by a group of peaks, an old man in a white robe sat on the ground with his eyes closed, with long eyebrows and a long beard, but with black hair and a childish face, and a golden sword mark in the center of his eyebrows was the most eye-catching.

This mountain peak was suspended above the void clouds, and the surrounding space was full of various colors, which were the brilliance reflected by various killing arrays, and a large part of them were hidden in the void, which was extremely difficult to detect with the naked eye.

In front of the white-robed old man, there were two middle-aged monks in red clothes, both of whom were already in the late stage of the Corpse Killing Realm!

"What do you two have to report?" The white-robed old man asked slowly with his voice in his voice, and his bearing was very calm.

The two cardinals exchanged glances, and the handsome-faced man on the left said in a low voice, "Ancestor, there is news from Zixiao City that Patriarch Pengyun is very likely to have been killed. ”

It turned out that this white-robed old man was another ancestor of the Nine Absolute Sword Sect, the Floating Ancestor!

Hearing the report of the disciple grandson, the Floating Ancestor slowly opened his eyelids, and a pair of old eyes shot a sharp light!

"Is this true?" the Floating Ancestor did not speak, and had already imprinted the transmission into the minds of the two of them.

"Back to the patriarch, a few days ago, there was a foreign monk in Zixiao City who claimed to be Mo Wuxian, and Mu Ziyi came into contact with him, at that time, according to him, Pengyun Patriarch had been killed by him, in addition, the Remnant Dragon Ancestor also appeared on the spot, killing Wu Lun, the first assistant of the guest secretary of Zixiao City, this Remnant Dragon Ancestor has been subsumed under the command of Na Mo Wuxian, and is willing to be his minions! The other man bowed his head and told the situation at 1510.

The sword mark on the eyebrows of the Floating Ancestor became more and more vibrant, obviously deeply shaken by these things!

Pengyun is dead, the remnant dragon is obedient, what is the origin of this ink injury?

"What kind of cultivation does that ink hurt?" the Floating Ancestor asked directly this time.

"Ancestor, it is said that it is probably the early stage of the Corpse Killing Realm!"

"Fart, this is impossible!" The Floating Ancestor's eyebrows trembled, and his heart was shocked, how could this be? The cultivation in the early stage of the Corpse Slashing Realm could already kill Xiang Pengyun?

As soon as these words fell, the Floating Ancestor suddenly thought of something, a few months ago, Xiang Pengyun entered the eye of the ghost wheel, could it be that he was murdered in that desolate ruins?

It must be! The immortal cultivation in the interior of the Taihuang Ruins is restricted, so it gives the Corpse Slashing Realm monks an opportunity to take advantage of!

In addition, the Floating Ancestor couldn't imagine any other reason for Xiang Pengyun to be defeated, and the remnant dragon was willing to succumb!

The strength of these two earth immortals is among the best in the entire continent, and it is not realistic to defeat them with any secret skills and side doors, and it is only possible to achieve it in the Tai Desolate Ruins.

"The ancestor is angry, that Mo Wuxian is indeed the early stage of the corpse slashing realm, and the younger generation dares to guarantee it with the head of the Xiangshang! unless he conceals the cultivation with a secret method!" One person hurriedly lowered his head deeply.

"Concealment cultivation?maybe......" The Floating Ancestor's bulging fish eyes flashed suspiciously, this is also possible, but no matter what, he can't sit idly by anymore.

Xiang Pengyun, as one of the two great ancestors of the Nine Absolute Sword Sect, has now been killed and poisoned, and the news will soon spread throughout the continent, if he can't avenge Xiang Pengyun's shame, how can the Nine Absolute Sword Sect have face?

"You immediately follow me to Zixiao City, kill the traitor, and use the power of the authentic sect to seek justice for Brother Pengyun!" After making up his mind, the Floating Ancestor decisively decided to go out of the mountain!

The Floating Ancestor, who had lived in seclusion in the Nine Peerless Sword Sect's Immortal Sword Cliff for hundreds of years, was finally going to show up this time!

"Disciple respectfully obeys the Patriarch's instructions!" the two Nine Absolute Sword Sect elders who had cultivated in the late stage of the Corpse Slashing Realm bowed their heads in unison. It's just one thing, they didn't dare to tell the Floating Ancestor, Mo Wuxian once proposed to Mu Ziyi to ask for the head of the Floating Ancestor as a vote, this matter is well known, and they didn't dare to report it to the Floating Ancestor, because they were afraid that the Ancestor would be angry with them. Fortunately, the ancestor has decided to go out of the mountain to seek revenge in person, so don't mention this trivial matter.

Half a day later, in Zixiao City, at noon, three monks wearing cloaks were caught in the crowd and walked into the city with the flow of people.

These three people are none other than the Floating Ancestor and the two Supreme Elders of the Nine Absolute Sword Sect, Shen Chongyuan and Jin Manhai, the three of them did not show their true faces, and planned to surprise and attack them unprepared, first capture Mu Ziyi, the lord of Zixiao City, alive, and then lure the enemy out of the hole.

"Not far ahead is the City Lord's Mansion, Patriarch, do you want the disciple to enter first to find out the reality?" Walking on the street in the city, Shen Chongyuan quietly asked.

"No need, you and I enter together, God blocks and kills God, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, if that ink is not injured in it, it's best!"

The two of them claimed that with the ancestor here, what else did they have to worry about, after all, everyone had seen strong winds and waves, and the cultivation in the late stage of the corpse slashing realm was also very powerful.

Before reaching the main gate of the City Lord's Mansion, the Floating Ancestor had already shrouded the terrifying divine sense of the wild sea into the depths of this mansion, and he did this not to explore the truth and reality, but to find the exact location of Mu Ziyi.

The Divine Consciousness of the Floating Ancestor swept across the courtyard, and along the way, he found several Yuan Infant and Corpse Killing Monks, all of whom were not in his eyes, and swept by like lightning, directly searching for Mu Ziyi's figure!

The tide surged by, spreading to all corners, and the lion beast guarding in front of the Ziluan Hall also caught something, and let out a frightened whimper.

In the Ziluan Palace, at the head of the gorgeous and delicate bed, Mu Ziyi, who was sleeping in a small clothes, suddenly opened his wonderful eyes, his eyelashes flashed, and his eyes were of different colors.

She sensed danger clearly, and that danger was by no means the oppression that ordinary monks could bring to her, unless-

"Earth Immortal Ancestor!" Mu Ziyi instantly woke up, rose from the bed, and teleported to the courtyard!

A figure flashed in front of the mansion, and the Floating Ancestor also initiated!

Mu Ziyi's teleportation posture had just condensed, and a strange and cold old man's face had already approached her!

At this moment, Mu Ziyi's whole body was full of cold hair, like a frog trapped in the killing range of a poisonous snake!

It was this earth immortal's divine sense just now that made her feel in crisis, and at this moment, Mu Ziyi clearly saw the iconic golden sword mark at the center of this person's eyebrows, and immediately guessed his identity!

It's the Floating Ancestor!