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It was completely enveloped by this huge canopy. Even Yun Tianyang, who knew the strength of the Nether Soul Palace, couldn't help but be secretly shocked in his heart. It seems that this time, the Wraith Hall is planning to raise itself like an animal, and catch turtles in an urn!

"Brother, I'm in trouble!"

Jin Jiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice.

"That's right! This is the Ten Directions Mixed Yuan Array, a formation specially used to block a certain area. Its biggest feature is sensitivity. Once someone wants to forcibly break the formation, the Suo Ling fleet that set up the formation will get the news as soon as possible and arrive in time!" Yun Tianyang said in a low voice. "In this fleet, there are many powerhouses of the Seven Star Realm and the Eight Desolation Realm. If we encounter it, I'm afraid we won't even have room to fight back!"

Whew――

Hearing this, Jin Jiao gasped. "Are we destined to die here?"

"Don't give up until the last minute!"

Yun Tianyang said in a low voice.

Abruptly, he pricked up his ears.

Someone's coming!

Immediately.

He took Jin Jiao and hid on the spot, hiding in a pool of mud.

Knock knock~

There was a rush of footsteps.

But I saw that the person who came was a disciple of the Heavenly Eagle Gate. At this moment, they were in a panic and were running frantically. However, behind them was a Nether Soul Hall powerhouse with a butcher knife in hand. On the butcher's knife, there was blood, obviously, there were not a few people who died in his hands!

"Why do you want to kill us? We are allies! Our Aquila Sect is a subsidiary sect of the Nether Spirit Palace!"

A young man, wailing, cried out.

Hum!

The other party snorted coldly.

The long knife swept sharply.

Suddenly, the forty or fifty people who fled frantically were swept up by the sword, and their bodies suddenly stopped, and all of them were cut off by the waist!

After killing someone.

The man did not leave.

Instead, they groped for the many corpses one by one.

"Did you find it?"

At this time, another man descended from the sky and asked.

"No, these people don't have any spiritual weapons like storage bags or storage rings...... The body of the white dragon is not on their body. The man snorted coldly and casually returned the blade to its scabbard, a look of extreme mockery on his face. "Hehe, you know, what did these people say before they died? He actually said that the Heavenly Eagle Sect is our ally, our subordinate sect......! A small second-grade sect, in our eyes, is simply a pig and dog-like existence, if you want to kill, you can kill it!"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Let's go after the others......"

Another humane.

Whew――

A gust of wind rang out.

Suddenly.

The two left.

A moment later, in the mud, there was a secret movement. Yun Tianyang and Jin Jiao slowly popped out of their heads.

"This ghost soul hall is really ruthless. In order to get the corpse of the white dragon, even his own people can be killed!" Jin Jiao gritted his teeth, anger flashing on his face.

Yun Tianyang did not speak.

Spicy!

It's always been the style of the Wraith Temple!

Originally.

Isn't it precisely in order to get the Mad God Emperor Bead in his hands that he will gather a million troops and attack the Yun family? This revenge will definitely be avenged. But, not at this time.

"Who is it?"

Just as Yun Tianyang walked out of the mud, he noticed someone approaching and immediately shouted.

Saw.

In the distance, in the grass, there was a sound of soothing. The panicked Fang Rong, Wang Meng, and Wang Long walked out.

"Yun Shao, are you okay?"

Wang Meng's eyes widened, and he said excitedly.

"Yun Shao, it's not good! Those people in the Nether Soul Hall seem to be crazy. Kill people when they see them...... said that he was looking for the body of the white dragon!" Fang Rong was also frightened, and her face turned pale. "Now, the entire 100,000 mountains are blocked, and we can't escape!"

"Not necessarily! This "Ten Directions Mixed Yuan Array" can't block the underground, if we can find an underground passage, maybe we can leave!" Yun Tianyang hurriedly said. Then, he turned his head and looked at Jin Jiao. "Brother, you go ahead to open the way, if you meet someone from the Nether Soul Palace, remind us!"

"Got it!"

Shout!

Jin Jiao's body flicked, and immediately turned into an ordinary long snake, and quietly, disappeared into the grass!

"Yun Tianyang!"

Right now.

Wang Lung, who had been silent, abruptly, spoke out and shouted. "The Wraith Temple, the person you're looking for is actually you!"

Well?

Hear the words.

Yun Tianyang's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at each other.

A hint of hideousness flashed in Wang Lung's eyes and he sneered. "You, today are the ones who have joined us in the 100,000 mountains! But as soon as you came, there was a problem with the dragon hunting operation of the Nether Spirit Temple. Moreover, you can accurately name the formation that is hanging over our heads. And, how to hack the way. Hehe~ Yun Tianyang, I suspect that you are the guy who stole the corpse of the white dragon!"

Well?

Hearing Wang Lung say this, Zhao Mengshan and Zhou Huaqiang, who came with them, narrowed their eyes vigilantly.

As the saying goes, no book is written without coincidence.

Although there are many flaws in Wang Long's analysis, there are indeed more doubts, pointing to Yun Tianyang, which is an undeniable fact!

"Yun Tianyang, are you obediently handing over the white dragon's corpse, or are you waiting for me to report you with the people of the Nether Soul Palace?" Wang Long's eyes were slightly cold, revealing a sinister smile. "Now, as long as I shout, the people in the nearby Nether Soul Temple will hear me. You say, are they going to take you to pieces?"

"Wang Lung!"

Fang Rong said angrily.

"Slut, shut up! Lao Tzu speaks, and you don't have the right to interject!" Wang Lung shouted angrily. Then, his eyes rolled slightly and landed on Yun Tianyang. "Don't stop talking, boy! Lao Tzu's patience is limited. ”

"You!"

Wang Meng clenched the copper hammer tightly.

But.

Immediately, he was stopped by Yun Tianyang.

He smiled faintly, his eyes narrowed slightly. Yun Tianyang took two steps forward and nodded: "That's right! You, your guess is right." White Dragon, I took it. If, if you don't speak, just be a dumb person. Perhaps, I will spare you a way out! However, your mouth is too cheap!"

Rumble!

A wave of killing intent, suddenly, spread out wildly. The infinite coldness, like a tide, spread out quickly, and in an instant, it was already enveloping Wang Long. Under the invasion of this chill, he trembled even more, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"The one who stole the white dragon is here......"

Wang Lung immediately shouted.

But, he just opened his mouth. The sound just stopped abruptly. His tongue had already been severed by a snake-scale knife. Blood gushed out of his mouth in a frenzy.

"Whew!"

Wang Lung whimpered, a chill and shiver flashed in his eyes. Originally, he thought that his strength at the peak of the three talent realms would be able to steadily suppress the other party. However, he never dreamed of it. Yun Tianyang's strength has actually reached the fifth level!