"Zixin!" The most emotional one was Zimo, he didn't expect to rush over and was stopped by Ziyang and Ouyang Xiaotian.

A burst of applause suddenly sounded from the bottom of the Wolong Pool.

Like a ghost, Yitong slowly came out of the bottom of the pool, clapping his hands.

"Your nose is really smart, I didn't expect to find it so quickly. The three heroes of Qingyang Palace and Prince Gong came to this small Wolong Pond, which is really full of brilliance. Yo, my dear Brother Huoling is here too. I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss it so much! ”

"Senior brother, you and I are both cultivators, how can we be in the company of demons and monsters. You may not be able to listen to my advice, but I hope you will find your way back. ”

"Lost? Joke, I've always known what kind of path I'm taking, and it's you who are lost. ”

"Greedy Wolf Palace Yitong, you were originally the pride of the palace master of the Greedy Wolf Palace, I don't know if your palace master will feel ashamed to know that you are now depraved and in the company of demons."

Yitong's face changed, he was very cold to everyone in this world. Only his master is the one who is wholeheartedly good to him, and the only one he cares about.

Yitong was a little annoyed, he didn't want to face this problem.

He beckoned in the direction where Long Zhenbang was and gave the order to attack.

Ziyang gritted his teeth and held back the severe headache when he saw Yitong. A light blue shadow hovered behind his head like a thin glowing thread.

He pulled his companions out of the way as he looked around.

Yo ho, this is really the lair of those demons, but I didn't expect Yitong to collude with those demons.

Zixin, Zixin, she didn't move. I can't communicate with her with the sound transmission, I don't know if she was seriously injured and unconscious, or if she was simply knocked unconscious. At this time, Ziyang was also very anxious.

Long Zhenbang smiled on his lips, and step by step like Ziyang they approached.

These guys are in the same league as Mo Ran's dead female ghost, kill them! Don't let any of them go.

Zi Mo's eyes never left the sleeping Zi Xin, and his body instinctively dodged.

He finally couldn't help it anymore and shouted in the direction of Yitong, "What did you do to her?" Killing one's fellow disciples is a felony! ”

"Your mind doesn't look very bright today. Do you think I've gotten to this point and still care about one or two more felonies?

I'd like to do something to her, isn't it because you're coming too fast?" Yitong deliberately provoked them so that they could mess with themselves.

"You brute!" Zi Mo's blood surged above his head and scolded.

Their conversation was heard clearly by Zixin, who was lying quietly, and she was so angry in her heart that she couldn't open her eyes and wake up.

Her brow furrowed, her eyes rolling. What to do, what to do? If something happened to that disgusting guy in Yitong, she would rather choose to be destroyed.

Zixin tried to constantly impact the meridians in her body and wake herself up from her slumber.

A blood-red vortex rose within her dantian, and five blood-red silk threads stretched out around the vortex, leading to her limbs.

The corners of Yitong's mouth crooked, and he raised a sneer in the direction of Zixin.

Want to break free of me? How can it be so easy! You can settle down. When these people are dealt with, it's your turn.

Yi Tong pinched a trick and shot a white light into Zixin's location.

Zixin's eyelids that were a little fluttering just now immediately settled down, and the whole person fell into a deep sleep.

When Zi Mo saw this situation, he became even more anxious, and the pace of the attack became faster and faster, and there was no discipline at all.

"Zi Mo, don't be confused by him!" Ziyang anxiously transmitted his voice to Zimo. Zi Mo knows Zi Xin's friendship with him, but being anxious at the moment will only be bad.

Long Zhenbang was already different from the past, and five or six pitch-black tentacles suddenly appeared around his body, like an octopus. Those pitch-black tentacles were made of demonic energy.

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