"Huh? The Lord of the Aotian Gate is here? ”

Fu Shidao, who was in the back room, saw Yang Zhen come in, his expression moved slightly, and he was painting a landscape painting by the window.

The white paper on the table was very thick and large, more than a meter long and seventy or eighty centimeters wide. When Yang Zhen was brought in by Zhu Ci, he happened to finish this painting and put the brush in his hand on the pen mountain.

is different from Zhu Ci's enthusiasm, it may be due to his surname, when he saw Yang Zhen, although he also showed a smile on his face, the smile was so faint that it was almost invisible.

"Proud Heaven Sect Master, do you still see the paintings of this sect?"

Looking at the painting he had just made, Fu Shidao's eyes were a little satisfied.

called Yang Zhen's evaluation, most of which was just out of politeness.

Yang Zhen didn't study the painting much, so he only glanced at the painting and didn't look at it again.

The painting depicts a peaceful landscape landscape.

Mountain, not majestic; Water, not monstrous. The mountains are not bare; Neither does the water succumb to the heart. Everything looks so pleasing to the eye, and seeing the scenery on the painting is like seeing a beautiful landscape.

"Master Fu! I wonder if the masters you sent out have already done it? ”

Yang Zhenyi didn't know how to draw, and second, he wasn't in the mood to chat with Fu Shidao now, so he went straight to the topic he wanted to talk about on this trip.

"Huh?"

Yang Zhen's question obviously surprised Fu Shidao.

Intuition told him that Yang Zhen was telling him something very important, so the only smile on his face was exhausted, and he turned his face to pay careful attention to Yang Zhen's expression.

After a while, he shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be yet, this sect hasn't received their report yet, I don't know why the Lord of the Proud Heaven Sect asked this question?" ”

To say that his own side failed, Yang Zhen couldn't help but be silent for a few seconds before he said: "My people were defeated by the dream firmament of the Heavenly Evil Sect, and only two of them were seriously injured and returned, and they were still on the way back. We underestimate the dream sky. ”

Speaking of this, Yang Zhen's gaze met Fu Shidao's gaze and continued: "Perhaps, we also underestimated Cao Yuankong of the Demon Dao. To be cautious, I hope that Master Fu will teach you to put an end to the actions of your subordinate Elder Fu and the others. ”

The "Elder Fu" in Yang Zhen's words is naturally Fu Shidao's second brother, the second elder of the Kunlun faction - Fu Biao.

The master sent out by Kunlun this time is the most respected in the identity of Fu Biao, and he is naturally the leader.

"What? So many people you sent out, all of them were defeated by the dream sky? ”

Hearing what Yang Zhen said, Fu Shidao's face changed slightly.

When he looked at Yang Zhen again, his gaze had changed slightly.

That look is very familiar to Yang Zhen.

Obviously, he was doubting the strength of his Eagle Claw Sect masters.

Regarding Fu Shidao's suspicions, although Yang Zhen was uncomfortable in his heart, he could understand it.

This time, he sent so many masters, sneak attack on a dream firmament, and they will all be defeated, almost annihilated, no matter who it is, they will doubt the strength of his Yang Zhen's masters.

"Master Fu! My suggestion is to stop Elder Fu's actions! If they are also damaged, we will lose a lot this time. ”

Fu Shidao looked through the open window and looked at the palace complex more than two thousand meters away. He didn't speak for a long time.

It took a long time for his gaze to return.

bowed slightly, and said flatly: "Be careful, it's not a big mistake, good!" I'm going to tell them to stop their operations. ”

In front of Yang Zhen, he used the communicator on his wrist to dial his younger brother Fu Biao's communication number.

Then, in front of Yang Zhen, he asked Fu Biao to immediately stop the action and lead the team back.

…… Three days later, Yuebai Fengqing and Ren Feng came back in a different way.

As soon as they came back, they went to report to Yang Zhen.

When they stood in front of Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen almost didn't recognize them.

Yuebai Fengqing, who has always liked to wear white robes or white samurai outfits, has changed into a gray earth-gray samurai outfit, and the sword in his hand is also covered with dust.

The long hair, which has always been combed neatly and chic, is also very messy.

Ren Feng's image is even more miserable.

The black samurai outfit on his body has been broken in six or seven places, some are worn on the ground, and some are supposed to be cut by the internal strength of a martial arts master.

The inky black Overlord gun made of metal in his hand was bent into an arc.

Both had serious injuries on their bodies.

Yue Bai Fengqing was injured in his chest, and when he was talking to Yang Zhen, his left hand was always covering his right chest, and from time to time, he would cough up some bruises, and he wiped the bruises that came out of his mouth with a piece of rags that were already dirty.

Ren Feng's injury was on his left thigh, and when he walked into Yang Zhen's room, his left leg was almost dragged in on the ground.

"Tell me about that day!"

After looking at their down-and-out images and the injuries on their bodies, Yang Zhen frowned slightly, and asked them to talk about their experiences that day with a calm face.

Most of the masters who went there died, and Yang Zhen always had to know a little more about that dream firmament, otherwise, the five of them would all die in vain.

Even Yue Bai Fengqing and Ren Feng's injuries were worthless.

"Yes! The master of the door. ”

The narration is narrated by Ren Feng.

Ren Feng began with palpitations, and said: "We followed your order, according to the location of the dream firmament shown on the intelligence, it took two days to rush to the small city where he is, after arriving there, we still followed your wishes, and did not immediately rush to him, we waited for three days before waiting for him to cultivate alone under the moonlit night, that night we and the left protector Yue Bai Fengqing suddenly attacked him, I didn't expect his purple blood ** to be so powerful, we just rushed around him, he found us, Then immediately cast his purple blood**, a full area of one or two hundred square ah, all of which are the range of his purple blood**, as soon as we were shrouded in his purple blood** purple light, everything in front of us was all blurred, not only that, but also heard countless screams of powerful ghosts in our ears, we were all in chaos, even if it wasn't chaotic, our vision was all blurred at that time, and we couldn't fight him at all, my martial arts and that of Zuo Protector may be a little higher than others, and barely escaped from his purple blood** purple light range, almost, We've got an account of it too......"

"Is that so?"

After Ren Feng finished speaking, Yang Zhen's brows furrowed even tighter, looked at the moon white wind beside Ren Feng, and asked.

Yang Zhen saw Yue Baifeng pursing his lips tightly, and nodded slightly gloomily.

"When the purple blood ** is released, there will be a purple light enveloping an area of one or two hundred square meters? In the range of purple light, will blur vision, and there will be auditory hallucinations of screaming ghosts in your ears? ”

After Yang Zhen finished asking this question, he saw Yue Bai Fengqing and Ren Feng nodding their heads again with palpitations.

Yang Zhen stood up with a sinking face, came to the window again, and looked at the palace complex about two kilometers away.

After listening to Ren Feng's narration, Yang Zhen found that the purple blood of the dream firmament was even more terrifying than he imagined.

Once you enter the purple light range of purple blood**, your eyes will not be able to see, and your ears will also have terrifying auditory hallucinations at the same time.

How can such a magic skill be cracked?

(To be continued)