When Gongsun Ting heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "The forces of you and I have formed an alliance, so naturally we are watching and helping each other, and if you don't say this, this is also what my disciples from the Fire Sword Sect should do."

When Guo Yunzhu heard Gongsun Ting's words, he couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart, and then a pair of moving beautiful eyes secretly looked at Wen Qingye.

Immediately afterwards, Guo Yi and Gongsun Ting chatted a few more words before leaving.

Gongsun Ting wanted to discuss with the elders of Zhongtianmen about the death of the master of the Guanlan Pavilion and the head of the Tianjiang Sect, after all, it was the hand of the Zhongtianmen, and he always had to communicate with the Zhongtianmen.

Wen Qingye also returned to his room, quietly cultivating, waiting for the opening of the Sun Extinguishing Wind Cloud Conference tomorrow.

This night, because Wen Qingye was destined to be unpeaceful, there was an undercurrent surging in the entire Zhongtian Gate, and the waves were turbulent.

North Park, where Yanmai lives.

Yan Fengyu roared angrily: "Wu Qiren of the Fire Sword Sect dares to do this to me? and that junior of the Golden Boy Thirteen Islands."

Yan Xu frowned slightly, and said softly on the side: "Great Elder, the people of Guanlan Pavilion and Tianjiang Sect have already died, and they have no use value, so you don't have to care too much."

Yan Chang's eyelids moved when he heard Wu Qiren's three words, and then there was silence for a while.

Yan Fengyu's eyes were blood-red and said: "He is not insulting me, he is also insulting the Yan Vein, one of the Yan Veins of my Spirit Clan, when has he ever been so underestimated?"

Yan Xu's brows furrowed even deeper after hearing this, yes, Guanlan Pavilion and Tianjiang Sect took refuge in the Yan Vein, but the Yan Vein failed to shelter them, who would dare to seek refuge in the Yan Vein in the future?

Yan Chang, who was silent for a while, suddenly opened his mouth and said: "This Wu Qiren, we must kill him, otherwise he will sooner or later become a stumbling block for my Yan Vein to dominate the Nine Heavens South China Sea."

Yan Xu glanced at Yan Chang and said coldly: "The Wu Clan is our great enemy now, not the Fire Sword Sect."

Every time he thought that Bai Ruxuan was now in the hands of the people of the Wu Clan, he felt a heartache in his heart, and he wanted to kill all the people of the Wu Clan.

"No, this Wu Qiren must be eradicated, his network is too powerful"

Yan Fengyu took a deep breath and calmed down a little: "This time I went to the outer wilderness, Wu Qiren must be killed, and the people of the Wu clan will not let go, and they will try their best to kill when they see it, none of them can escape, they are all enemies of my Yan Vein."

Yan Xu nodded and said, "I know."

Yan Fengyu bowed slightly, and said: "There are many geniuses participating in the Sun Destroying Wind Cloud Conference this time, you must remember not to be careless, except for some famous and still super geniuses Li Xuantian, Yu Shangqing, Liu Tangfeng, Xiao Yuer, Yang Qian, Bai Li and others, like this Fifth Hou, Beichen Feng, and the disciples of the old man of the Five Elements, you should not be careless."

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Yan Xu said confidently: "Most of my nine days on the first day of the South China Sea have relied on my master, and this time, I will convince them."

Yan Xu's words were flat, but there was a hint of coldness that pierced his heart, Yan Chang glanced at Yan Xu from the side, his heart trembled, and then he stopped talking.

.......

Time passed, and the night passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhongtian Gate, above the main square.

A ray of afterglow in the early morning spilled down from the sky and fell on the ancient, solemn building in the clouds, making the entire Zhongtian Gate seem quiet and mysterious.

On this day, countless geniuses and masters gathered in Zhongtianmen Square, looking at the crowd at a glance, and there was no end in sight, but any one of them was a well-known master or genius in the Nine Heavens South China Sea, and they were not nameless.

Many forces occupy a corner of the square, and the square is not very noisy, and it is the voice of many people who talk in low voices.

The Sun Destroying Wind Cloud Conference was a grand event in the entire Nine Heavens South China Sea, but its influence was reflected in the surrounding Southern Immortal Court and Eastern Immortal Court.

Some of these geniuses are just like Wen Qingye for the blood of the golden crow, chaotic and evil, and some are here for fame and fortune, wanting to compete with many geniuses and chasing fame and fortune.

Why, there are indeed a lot of geniuses who came this time.

Standing in the corner of the square, surrounded by masters or geniuses from some other forces.

Beitang Jue glanced around, cold sweat suddenly flowed, and he said in a low voice: "I feel that there are dozens of auras that are not weaker than my young generation, so terrifying"

Beitang Jue is now the cultivation of the Infinite Golden Immortal, so to speak, there are at least dozens of Infinite Golden Immortals participating in the Sun Destroying Wind Cloud Conference this time.

Wen Qingye also frowned, his current strength was not the opponent of the Infinite Golden Immortal master, the last time he fought against Xiaoqing and Xiaoyu, but he performed the incarnation duel, and he still failed miserably.

This time the incarnation was absolutely unavoidable, Wen Qingye did not plan to use it, in this way, it was against the top Emperor Golden Immortal genius, and Wen Qingye was likely to be the limit.

Wen Qingye's eyes flashed, and he said: "In this way, I can't rely all my hopes on the blood of the Golden Crow, if I get the opportunity to break through in one fell swoop in this outer wilderness, it will be the best."

"Holy Son, don't come unharmed"

Just as Wen Qingye was pondering, a voice suddenly sounded in Wen Qingye's ears.

Wen Qingye couldn't help but look over, only to see Yu Shangqing coming over with a smile on his face, and Xu Wan'er, who had received everyone from the Fire Sword Sect that day, was following Yu Shangqing with a smile on her face at the moment, intimate.

The relationship between the two seems to have progressed rapidly in the past two days, which is breathtaking.

Next to the two of them was a woman with a face towel, this woman was the woman Wen Qingye felt quite familiar with at that time.

As soon as he approached at this moment, Wen Qingye suddenly sensed it from that subtle breath, and it turned out to be Bai Ruxuan.

Wen Qingye secretly said in his heart: What a profound hidden method, I almost didn't see it, it seems that the rumor that the Wu clan gave Bai Ruxuan to the Yaksha clan is really true.

But why didn't this Bai Ruxuan go back to Fengqiwu? It seems that she was not coerced.

Yu Shangqing saw that Wen Qingye ignored him, and said with a smile: "What's the matter?

Xu Wan'er chuckled and said, "It seems that yes, I guess I don't like you."

Yu Shangqing sighed helplessly and said: "I didn't expect the Holy Son's vision to be so high, and he didn't even look down on my Yaksha clan, worthy of being the Holy Son of the Fire Sword Sect, not a small fish and shrimp like me who can make friends."

The words of the two were yin and yang, Wen Qingye didn't say anything, and the disciples of the Fire Sword Sect next to him did frown one by one.

Wen Qingye glanced at the two of them, and then said to Bai Ru: "Why don't you go back to your own family, or Yanmai?"

The woman with the scarf said lightly: "I don't know what the Holy Son said, I should have recognized the wrong person."

(End of chapter)