A group of white-clothed masked people quickly surrounded the pavilion, and the outfit was none other than the Immortal League!

"Hey, what are you pushing me for? I'll go myself! ”

Xiao Yihan glared at the white-clothed man behind him dissatisfiedly, and when he turned his gaze, he saw Mo Kongjing's expression of surprise and wanted to pounce, but he was afraid of the actions of the white-clothed people behind him.

Mo Kong's forehead was held in pain, and Mo Yueyi and Xiao Yihan's expressions looked a little embarrassed, as if they had been plotted. Surrounded by the Immortal Alliance, one of them was full of pride, and the other looked at her with pleading faces.

It seems that the Immortal League is playing against the people of the Demon Cultivator, and the winner is self-evident.

Wait a minute! That's not right! Now that I think about it, the huge posture of the demon cultivator is obviously prepared! But why is it that the one who wins is the Immortal League?

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, a man in white led by him suddenly said in a low voice: "Soul Lock Lamp Condensation, I think you should know the importance of that thing, please leave it to us for safekeeping." His radiant eyes stared straight at them standing in the center of the pavilion, and those eyes were all honest and open, so that people could not raise a trace of doubt.

It was at this time that two embarrassed white figures appeared out of nowhere, pointing at the group of white-clothed people with passionate expressions: "Don't be fooled!" They are demon cultivators, and we are the people of the Immortal Alliance! ”

As soon as these words came out, all the people present moved back and forth on the group of white-clothed people and the two white figures with strange eyes. The group of people were neatly dressed and had a frank expression, while the two men were completely embarrassed, ragged, and even had some wounds that could not be treated in the future.

In the pavilion, Ning Fat and Mo Kongjing glanced at each other, and found that each other's eyes were weird.

Mo Kongjing turned his head sideways and pondered, indeed, the demon cultivation at that time was more like coming prepared, and it was impossible for the Immortal Alliance who was in a hurry to fight it to wipe out the well-prepared demon cultivation without the slightest damage. But if you think about it differently, the result is really hard to say.

The people of the Immortal League are masked in white clothes and white scarves all year round, and they can't see their faces clearly, and if the demon cultivator changes his clothes, it is really difficult to tell the difference.

The scene was silent for a long time, and no one disturbed it, but the tense atmosphere flowed between everyone.

The weak coagulation just smiled, only a trace of sly light flashed in those clean eyes, and she pressed most of her body against the person next to her, so she said, "What should I do now?" There is only one thing, and the Immortal Alliance organization is so really huge, the concubine body is naturally willing to give it. But now, you say that you are from the Immortal League, and they say that they are from the Immortal League, what should I do if this is called a concubine? ”

Seeing those smart eyes, Mo Kongjing immediately understood what she meant, and she took the initiative to put most of the weight of her body on herself where others couldn't see it. After seeing that the clotted fat was much easier, she chimed in: "That's the reason, although I don't know what you want, but should you first come up with some evidence that can convince us?" ”

However, the previous group of white-clothed people were unmoved, and the white-clothed people led by him said leisurely: "The clear ones are self-purifying, and I believe that the soul locking lamp can naturally make their own correct judgments, right?" ”

Hearing this, Ning Fat sneered, and no longer made any cover-ups, and said coldly: "The concubine body used to fight on the battlefield with her master, so naturally she had a lot of dealings with the Immortal League, the people of the Immortal League are powerful and upright, do you really think others can't see a one-man show staged by yourself?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Mo Kongjing realized, and at the same time, his heart was completely cold. It turned out that there was no Immortal Alliance at all, and yes, the Demon Cultivator had spent so much time, how could he let the Immortal League get the news.

No, it's not! Why did the demon cultivator go to such great lengths? From the pretending to be the Immortal League at the beginning, and now the one-man show, since they already know that what they are looking for is here, then why bother to deceive the clotted fat?

A guess gradually emerged in her mind, and she looked up at the demon cultivator in front of her who was wearing the clothes of the Immortal League with a strange expression. The only plausible answer was the thing they were looking for, and they didn't know exactly what shape it was, and they weren't even sure if it existed!

Their purpose is to trick the clotted fat into taking it out themselves!

Fortunately, the intelligent condensation had already seen through their tricks, and Mo Kongjing breathed a sigh of relief silently, and at the same time felt frightened by his guess. What kind of dangerous world is the Immortal Cultivation Realm?

Glancing at the embarrassed two, Ning Fat continued: "You guys do this, anyway, you have already achieved your goal, the thing is here, if you want, you can find it yourself!" ”

However, this time, the man in white who was the leader did not refute, but instructed several people in white to take away all the gossip bags on their bodies with his eyes by default.

Even Mo Yueyi and Xiao Yihan's gossip bags were not spared, but what made people a little suspicious was that the gossip bags taken from Mo Yueyi were actually empty!

Seeing the unkind eyes of those few people, Mo Yueyi said sarcastically: "Look at what! Don't you go out with an empty gossip bag? ”

Seeing the deflated appearance of several people in white, the condensation on the pavilion couldn't help laughing, and she quietly leaned over to Mo Kongjing's side and whispered: "Your senior sister is not simple at all, and the concubine body wants to meet your master a little." ”

Glancing at the arrogant and awe-inspiring senior sister, Mo Kongjing smiled dumbly and said, "There will be a chance in the future." ”

Clotted fat just nodded in agreement, but there was a bit of dullness and bitterness in the drooping eyes, in the future? I'm afraid I don't have that chance. The lamp died as a lamp spirit, and she just got a moment to survive.

The people who returned in vain could only move their suspicious eyes to Qi Mi, and the expression under the mask became hideous for a moment, and just when Qi Mi wanted to forcibly extract a confession, a faint voice came from behind him.

"Qi Mi, you don't take my Immortal League too seriously, right?"

There was a neat sound of footsteps, and all the people who came were otherworldly temperaments, and they were proud and righteous without fear. Qi Mi watched coldly as the group of white-clothed monks strolled over, and he sneered at the handsome and indifferent man at the head: "Feng Ni, heh, it's really a narrow road. ”

Both sides spoke coldly, and there was only coldness in the tone.

"Xiaojing, they are the real Immortal Alliance, the news I released has finally been received."

There was a sigh of relief in his ears, and Mo Kongjing nodded, only to know that what he saw at that time was not an illusion. She is indeed winning!

When her gaze focused on the two-for-tat figures again, she said in surprise: "It's you!" ”

At that time in the mine, the unmasked man in white led by him, it turned out that he was Feng Ni, one of the four masters of the famous Immortal League in the immortal cultivation world, Feng Ni!

Feng Ni, who was originally focusing on Qi Mi, looked away, and when he saw Mo Kongjing, the doubt in his eyes was only for a moment, and then there was a thick warning in his eyes.

Knowing that Feng Ni was warning her something, Mo Kongjing didn't say anything more, staring at the two forces that were tense as Ning Fat.

At that moment, the people of the two forces were fighting together as if they had received an order.

Flying sand and rocks, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the huge and majestic spiritual power gave them full pressure!

This is a battle between the strong, without too many words, without too many movements, just vigilant eyes, sensitive nerves, and a keen sense of smell!

The cultivation of the two sides is not divided between the top and the bottom, and in this battle, the decisive victory lies in Qi Ce!

Just when Mo Kongjing was staring at the battle situation between the two sides with a nervous expression, and he didn't even dare to blink his eyes, the corners of his condensed lips on the side suddenly hooked.