The sky was getting darker and darker, and the two of them quietly avoided the detection of the Nine Calamity Patrol, and kept lying outside the window eavesdropping on the conversation of the people in the pavilion.

"Don't worry, this matter is extremely secretive, and the old monster who broke the sea gate is still in the dark, not to mention the ignorant Li Cheng and others. The hedge cracked his mouth and smiled, a hint of cunning in his eyes.

"If the Cold Light Sword Pavilion wants to help him, he must first know who caught him, and besides, the eldest brother has already made arrangements, if they dare to come, they will definitely not come back!"

The truth is easy to understand, and it can be understood without much mention.

"Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, it is better to be more vigilant. The purple-robed cultivator shook his head and smiled, with a hint of uneasiness in his heart, and continued with a ruthless expression:

"Even if the kid surnamed Yan doesn't know the trace of the soul clan boy, he has to cut the grass and eradicate the roots. ”

The threat of a young man with demonic and strange resources in the three realms is too great, and if he is allowed to grow up, the Nine Disasters Emperor Tai may suffer a catastrophe.

"How are you thinking about it?"

The purple-robed cultivator smiled confidently, then changed his words and looked at the four directions with a cautious expression.

The Tsing Yi warrior was slightly shocked when he heard this, and his face gradually became difficult to look at, as if he was thinking about it.

"Fourth, it's not that your brother doesn't support you, but the risk is too great, he has nine blood guards by his side, and his own cultivation is even stronger......" Liang Yu thought for a long time to no avail, and said with great embarrassment.

"Don't worry, as long as you agree to join forces with me, you only need to help me in a pinch, and I will naturally arrange other things. The purple-robed cultivator seemed to smile meaningfully, and seeing that he was still hesitant and had hidden dangers, he just didn't care and said:

"Don't rush, think about it. ”

The purple-robed cultivator's eyes revealed endless shrewdness, and his every move was eye-catching.

"I'll go to the Wanmen Exhibition to see that little girl, and set up the guards. ”

He said with a shudder, as if he was deliberately avoiding the sharp eyes of the purple-robed cultivator, and found an excuse to leave the pavilion with a gun.

The purple-robed cultivator who was sitting upright looked at the figure of the fence gradually moving away, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he muttered disdainfully: "Since you have been reluctant to make a decision for a long time, then don't blame me for not being merciful. ”

Yan Wuyi and Murong Xing, who were outside the Hidden Pavilion, were shocked when they heard this, and sighed that when several Nine Tribulation Martial Artists who were not in harmony with each other had their own thoughts, they were also secretly glad that they heard the whereabouts of the little sister from the conversation between the two.

"Wanton Exhibition. ”

Yan Wuyi looked at the map in his hand, the Ranmen Exhibition was not a dark pavilion, but a crypt carved out of the wall of the Wanton River, more than two hundred zhang away from here.

Then he glanced at Murong Xing, and the two of them tiptoed to move their bodies, and quietly climbed to the top of the pavilion to stay away from here.

Sneak up at night and follow the warrior fence to the door exhibition.

Jumping north through three high pavilion waterways, passing three or five waves of guards, and finally came to a relatively hidden place, staring at the hidden and strange unscrupulous exhibition in front of him.

The terrain of this unruly exhibition is dangerous, if there is a strange cold wind whistling out from the stone cave that leads to the river wall, the spirit is fierce, and the river wall in all directions is full of traces like ravines, dissatisfied with the green and black moss water plants.

An iron lock was built in the dark pavilion on the side, and six martial artists at the peak of the Heavenly Vein were waiting beside him.

Seeing the Tsing Yi warrior walking leisurely, the six uniformly dressed black-clothed guards all bowed their hands respectfully and shouted in unison:

"I've seen the third master!"

"Don't play false for Lao Tzu, keep the exhibition well. The fence said in a low voice, his words full of majesty, and his body was full of vigor, which frightened the six of them to take a step back.

Then he stepped steadily into the exhibition.

"How do I get in?"

Murong Xing's eyebrows tightened, and he couldn't do anything.

The wall cave in front of him is tightly guarded, and they are all martial artists at the peak of the Heavenly Vein, and breaking through is just the next strategy.

"No wonder you want to detain your little sister in the Yanmen Exhibition, there is only one passage here, guarded by six Tianmai martial artists, if you want to blend in, I'm afraid you have to count on you. Yan Wuyi pondered for a moment and whispered.

In a situation that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, if you want to break the situation, you have to hide from the world and get into it.

"What do you mean...... Disguise?"

Murong Xing said knowingly, although he was a little uneasy and worried in his heart, but now if he wants to enter the cave of the Yanmen Zhan Wall, he can only pretend to be a warrior in green clothes or the appearance of a purple-robed cultivator.