"How can there be a trialist who can come out of the hell path safely, how can there be a second crane in this world?!"

Cang Yu wanted to say something more, but Lin Yunzheng grabbed his arm, and his eyes signaled to stop him.

Traitor to lead the crane is a taboo for Yunjing Zhenren, and it cannot be touched at will.

Three years ago, there was an ignorant inner disciple who was talking about Yinhe on the first peak, but he happened to be heard by Yunjing Zhenren, who was immediately furious and directly expelled the inner disciple from the sect.

Yunjing Zhenren is a very gentle, kind, and responsible head. As long as it doesn't involve the matter of attracting cranes.

"Okay, Yu'er, you are injured, find someone for the teacher to send you back to the fifth peak to recuperate." Lin Yunzheng directly called the two disciples of the Fifth Peak and sent Cang Yu away.

But the atmosphere on the altar was unusually silent.

No one dared to speak. The seven peak masters all cautiously watched Yunjing Zhenren's face, lest the head of the sect move to be really angry.

Not long after Cang Yu sent him away, the teleportation vortex on the altar immediately reacted again, one, two, three...... There were eleven trialists in succession, who were teleported back to the real world by the secret realm system.

"Nope! Don't kill me! ”

"I didn't mean to, spare me!"

"It's all Cangyu's fault, I'm innocent, ah-"

Screams of terror and painful wails came and went.

The eleven out trialists were rolling on the ground in pain, just like Cang Yu's situation, and after a quarter of an hour, the pain did not stop, but tended to worsen.

"Senior Brother Linghu, hurry up and help a few of them take a look."

Yunjing Zhenren's face was solemn, looking at these miserable disciples, a thick uneasiness rose in his heart. He couldn't help but think of the time when Yinhe entered the Cloud Fury Secret Realm trial more than ten years ago, and there were also a large number of trialists who died in vain for no reason and were teleported out.

How similar is the situation to today?

Could it be that among this batch of trialists, there is really a second crane?

In Yunjing Zhenren's mind, Ye Gucheng's handsome and lovely Zhengtai face appeared, and he shook his head vigorously, no, it can't be that young man, Ye Gucheng's smiling face is so clean and bright, and it is far from the evil crane with a body.

"Senior Brother Master, these eleven trialists all have black and purple scars like that curse, and the wounds have passed through the shackles of the secret realm and reached the present world." After Ling Hujiong tested it, he reported the situation to Yunjing Zhenren in an extremely heavy tone, "It seems that it was done by one person." ”

The expression of Yan Ling, the peak master of the seventh peak, was a little uncomfortable, and he muttered in his heart: Could it be Xi'er?

As a father, he knows his son best.

What a crazy militant Yan Xi is, no one knows better than Yan Ling!

In order to pursue strength, Yan Xi even repeatedly challenged himself, a father, and was extremely ruthless.

Yan Ling frowned, looking at the empty sleeve on his left, his left arm was cut off by Xi'er, in a challenge. Xi'er is the kind of fanatic who does not hesitate to kill his father in order to pursue power and prove the Tao with war.

"Send them down to be healed." Yunjing Zhenren sighed lightly and commanded.

These eleven trialists who were out, because they were too painful, coupled with the fear of the demonized Ye Gucheng in their hearts, did not say much, and confessed Ye Gucheng on the spot.

Si Yutian clasped his hands on his chest and leaned on the trunk of the tree, his phoenix eyes crossed with a sharp cold light.