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At this moment, the aura on Jiang Pingchuan's body was exactly the same as the things around him, and there was no way to distinguish the aura on Jiang Pingchuan's body.

Under Fangzheng's technique, Jiang Pingchuan's body completely entered a state of invisibility.

When he saw Fang Zheng nodding, Jiang Pingchuan knew that the aura on his body had been completely covered.

Jiang Pingchuan arched his hand at Fang Zheng and quickly disappeared in front of Fang Zheng's eyes.

Fang Zheng, on the other hand, transformed into a gray-haired old man, walked to the stone by the side of the road and sat down.

Fang Zheng could also feel an innate suppression in this area, but this suppression was less powerful than when he first met Raven.

After all, the current Fang Zheng is also a demigod's existence, and the suppression of Fang Zheng by the breath of the plague god is only limited to his other half of the immortal-level body.

The god-level body would not be suppressed by the plague god's breath, and Jiang Pingchuan walked quickly all the way into the gate of Qingyun Pavilion very naturally.

Jiang Pingchuan was stunned at the moment when he just stepped into the gate of Qingyun Pavilion, because he seemed to have a feeling of entering hell.

The aura of the entire Qingyun Pavilion did not have the feeling of righteousness and monstrous in the past, but was gloomy and very evil.

Jiang Pingchuan didn't see a single disciple of Qingyun Pavilion after entering the gate of Qingyun Pavilion, and Jiang Pingchuan couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart at this time.

Jiang Pingchuan moved his steps quickly as he carefully felt the breath of the plague god.

Jiang Pingchuan followed the fluctuation of his breath to the forbidden place behind the Qingyun Pavilion, and looked at the dense mountain forest in front of him, Jiang Pingchuan's heart was inexplicably a little flustered.

He took a deep breath and entered the jungle, and Jiang Pingchuan looked at his body with a slight shock.

Because he felt that the breath in his body was changing all the time.

He could feel the aura that Fang Zheng had placed on his body changing as the aura around him changed.

It is precisely because of this that Jiang Pingchuan can be so perfectly hidden in the surrounding environment.

Jiang Pingchuan walked along the jungle in the back mountain towards the depths of the jungle, and when he didn't walk out for long, Jiang Pingchuan noticed that the jungle in front of him was full of footprints.

The distribution of these footprints is very neat, as if a group of people have walked into the forbidden land in the back mountain in an orderly manner.

Jiang Pingchuan followed these footprints and began to walk towards the jungle, and the farther Jiang Pingchuan walked out, the more footprints appeared in front of him.

The doubts in Jiang Pingchuan's heart became deeper and deeper, and Jiang Pingchuan stopped his steps when he walked to the end of his footsteps.

A very tall wall appeared in front of him, Jiang Pingchuan looked at the wall in front of him, and the wall was covered with complex Sanskrit characters.

The black-brown rain stains reflected the age and history of the wall in front of him, and Jiang Pingchuan moved his steps and climbed to the tree along a big tree next to him.

Jiang Pingchuan leaned on the branch of the tree and saw the scene in this wall through the leaves in front of him.

Jiang Pingchuan saw that the male and female disciples of Qingyun Pavilion were all wearing crimson robes and standing in the square in the middle of the wall.

Because they were all facing a stand in front of the square, Jiang Ping had no way to see the faces and expressions of these disciples from behind.

However, there is one thing that Jiang Pingchuan can guess even if he doesn't look at their expressions, these disciples in front of him are all abnormal.

Because there is a rule in Qingyun Pavilion, their disciples are not allowed to wear crimson clothes.

And now that these disciples are actually gathered here like this, Jiang Pingchuan feels that there has been a huge change in the Qingyun Pavilion in front of him.

Jiang Pingchuan cast his gaze on the front stands, and he saw Kun and Feng Jiutian.

It's just that Feng Jiutian's expression was very painful, as if he was constantly struggling, and Kun, who was standing in front of Feng Jiutian, was smiling.

It seems that the current Feng Jiutian has actually lost his noble status as an immortal-level cultivator in front of Kun.

Jiang Pingchuan could only watch from afar, but he couldn't hear the conversation between Kun and Feng Jiutian.

And Jiang Pingchuan, the uninvited guest who appeared here, was also not discovered by anyone for the time being.

Kun, who was standing on the main platform, looked at Feng Jiutian with a painful face in front of him and smiled.

Today's Kun has obviously completely changed between his eyebrows, if he is close to the Kun in front of him.

Jiang Pingchuan must have been able to truly sense the strong aura of death exuding from the Kun in front of him.

Feng Jiutian stared at Kun in front of him with wide eyes and trembled his lips, and the shadow of Yu Qingyang appeared in his mind.

As early as when Kun first appeared in Qingyun Pavilion, Yu Qingyang had warned Feng Jiutian that the young man in front of him was not simple.

If you stay by your side, sooner or later, there will be problems, but although Feng Jiutian can also feel the special nature of Kun.

He didn't think it was a bad thing to put Kun next to him.

Because at that time, Feng Jiutian could vaguely feel that Yu Qingyang's strength was above him.

Although he and Yu Qingyang have not had a single fight, they have been fighting in secret.

It's just that Feng Jiutian couldn't have imagined that Yu Qingyang was already an immortal-level cultivator, and at that time, when he heard Yu Qingyang's warning.

Feng Jiutian just felt that Yu Qingyang was afraid that he would become an immortal-level cultivator one step ahead of Yu Qingyang.

Therefore, Yu Qingyang's words Feng Jiutian didn't put it in his heart at all, and later Feng Jiutian also tested the Kun in front of him.

It's just that Kun's performance made Feng Jiutian feel that leaving the Kun in front of him was definitely the most correct decision in his life.

However, looking at Kun Feng Jiutian, who was sneering at him in front of him, he felt that his life did not lose to Yu Qingyang, but to himself.

"It's me who has lost my eyes, and everything is the retribution I deserve"

Feng Jiutian looked at the Kun in front of him and said in a deep voice, and the Kun pulled the curvature of his lips even wider.

In his hand, he kept rubbing a small jade artifact, which was a small jade pillar.

Every time he rubbed it, Feng Jiutian's face in front of him would become pale, and Feng Jiutian covered his chest and slowly bent his waist.

"Master, I really want to thank you, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't wake up so quickly, but master, you should feel honored, you know, I am a god, serving the gods, you should feel honored"

Kun grinned his lips and said with a hoarse voice as he looked at Feng Jiutian and said with a smile, his lips turning a rich purple.

When Feng Jiutian heard Kun's words, he frowned in shock, and looked at Kun in front of him with an incredulous face. (To be continued.) )