"No, rest for a while, if it goes on like this, even if you are beaten with iron, you can't stand it. ”

Everyone has been on the road for a day and a night in the Illusory Realm, and this road is not safe at all, and they will encounter a wave of demons on average for a few miles, and their strength is not low.

The faces of the people were already dyed with fatigue under the days of fighting.

Lin Jiaoyang looked at the tired people, he seemed to be a little tired, pursed his lips, flew into the air, and took out the golden bell jar that had not been used for a long time from the space.

After a slap, it expanded infinitely, firmly protecting everyone inside, so that even if the demons sneak attacked, they would have time to react.

"It's... Isn't this the golden bell jar of the ancestors?"

When Murong and the others looked at the golden bell jar, they were puzzled at first, and then they seemed to suddenly remember something, and said in shock.

"Huh, Master Zu?"

Lin Jiaoyang fell to the ground, and was stunned when he heard the words, this was still snatched from Wuyazi when he was in Huaxia...

"Well, I've seen it on the portrait of the Treasure Chamber, it looks like it was stolen a long time ago. Murong's face was a little complicated.

"The Kunlun faction is so strong, and anyone dares to come and steal things?"

Qi Yan is speechless, this thief is also powerful.

"Yes... Now it seems that it was probably stolen by Elder Wuyazi, otherwise it would not have fallen into the hands of Senior Sister Lin. ”

Murong said speechlessly.

Obviously, Senior Sister Lin came from another continent, how could she have the magic weapon of the ancestor of the Kunlun Sect?

Except that it was given by Elder Wuyazi, there was no other explanation.

"No wonder this magic weapon is so strong, it turned out to be from the Kunlun faction. Lin Jiaoyang looked clear and touched his chin, it seems that the master did not attack the sect at the beginning.

"You're not going back, are you? As if he suddenly thought of something, Lin Jiaoyang looked at Murong Tiezhu with a defensive expression.

"Uh... I don't have that in mind, and besides, Elder Wuyazi won't allow it to be taken back. Murong shook his hand helplessly, he didn't have to think about it.

What fell into the hands of Wu Yazi, who would dare to take it back.

"That's fine. Lin Jiaoyang was relieved, she didn't just have a magic weapon here, but also the Eastern Emperor Bell, the Meteor Hammer, and so on and so on, a bunch of gray magic weapons, if they were all stolen by the master, she would be reluctant to return it now.

Even if you don't use it much, but after so long, you have feelings, right?

If Murong knew Lin Jiaoyang's thoughts, I am afraid that he would just want to complain, there is a ghost feeling...

"It turns out that the magic weapon that was stolen in the first place was your handiwork. ”

Kunlun faction, Xuan Zhenzi held back his anger and looked at Wuyazi with a smile.

"Hehe, I was also a noble elder at that time, what is it to take some treasures? Besides, my own things, can it be called stealing?"

"That's it, I won't pursue those things, now, let's pray that Lin Yatou and they have the ability to turn the tide, now the situation in the Illusory Realm is getting worse and worse. ”

Xuan Zhenzi saw him like this, and he also knew that he would not be able to come back, besides, it was all so many years ago, and he was not the head of the house at that time.

Besides, what should really be paid attention to now is the situation in the Illusory Realm, but fortunately, now the disciples seem to have noticed that something is wrong, and they are all much more careful, and now it has only been three days, and there are still three days at most, and they will reach the central point, where there is a big demon, if these children do not join forces, there is no chance of winning.

And there is another hidden danger is that they haven't found out who is behind the scenes, everything looks too normal, and they don't know who the disciples inside are disguised by the demons.

Everything can only be pinned on these young people, they old guys, they can't help in the slightest.

They watched that in the past few days, many disciples had been injured, for example, Penglai Immortal Sect had already seriously injured two disciples, if it weren't for the desperate battle to kill the demon clan, Shushan would probably suffer heavy losses.

"I really don't know if this sect competition is right or wrong. ”

Wu Yazi muttered.

"Whether the sect is ahead of schedule or not, this is an inevitable result, the demons have decided to make a comeback, and they are in the shadows, if it drags on for a longer time, maybe the situation will be worse. Xuan Zhenzi shook her head.

Now, all the major sects have checked the seal, but there is nothing abnormal.

In addition to the fact that the six major sects have internal ghosts, another reason is that the demon clan has found another exit.

But they couldn't do anything.

At this time, the great wilderness, fueled by the darkness, has begun to see the beginning of turmoil.

As Yi Ming predicted, there is a limit to people's patience, not to mention that their own families are pinched in the hands of others, and these families are not soft persimmons that are easy to pinch.

For example, the Xuanyuan Clan, the Xiahou Clan, and the Yunling Quan Clan, these three families constitute the second echelon of the Great Wilderness forces, and at the same time, they are also the families that have been most severely suppressed by the Temple of the Dead.

Because, their strength, the Divine Monarch needs, if he wants to refine the continent, he needs to do a lot of experiments and make a lot of preparations, and some of the manpower will be sent to other continents to guard the Bright Soul, and there will not be enough manpower in the Great Wilderness.

And these local forces must be used by him.

Over the years, the Divine Monarch has relied on coercion and temptation to suppress these families, but because of a letter from Yiming, these families have become restless.

"Lord Sovereign, the people of the Xuanyuan clan, the Xiahou clan and the Quan clan ask to see you. ”

In the Temple of the Dead, Si Yexingjun's face was condensed, and he respectfully reported to the Divine Monarch.

"Oh, what's the matter with these ants? Tell them to come in. "The Divine Monarch didn't know at all that under his strong suppression, there were already many hidden dangers, or he didn't care.

He has always been pretentious, sees all beings as ants, and doesn't care if anyone is dissatisfied, anyway, they all want to disappear.

As long as Lin Jiaoyang arrives in the Great Wilderness, then his plan can be officially implemented.

"Yes, Lord Sovereign. ”

Soon, the three young men entered the main hall of the Temple of the Dead together.

"Subordinate Xuanyuan Ling. ”

"Xiahou Qing. ”

"Kwon Ye. ”

"I've seen the Sovereign. ”

"Well, three young heads of the house. The god monarch covered his face with a hood, and his expression was unknown.

"My lord, the three of my subordinates came together, and they asked for something, I don't know if my lord can solve my doubts. Xuanyuan Ling's handsome face flashed with determination.

"Hmm, but before that, have you all prepared the blood of the Yin Child and the blood of the Yang Child that I asked you to prepare?"

Shenjun asked lightly.

"It's... My lord, over the years, we have to collect yin and yang children every year, and we have long been angry and resentful, besides, how can there be so many newborns every year..."Xiahou Qing hesitated and said.

"You can't bear it?" Shenjun's tone suddenly rose a little, and then calmed down again: "There are some things, can you stop doing it?"

Then, a trace of pure white spiritual power ghostly wrapped around Xiahou Qing's neck, and Xiahou Qing had no doubt that the owner of that spiritual power could take his life at any time.