Waiting for news?

Guan, Huang, and Zhou didn't know where Thirteen Lang's confidence came from, and needless to say, they were worried in their hearts; as the previous leader of the three, Guan Yanqiu was somewhat suspicious because of this.

Suspecting that Thirteen Lang is pretending to be mysterious, and even suspecting that he has other intentions.

Doubts can be had, but they can't be questioned face to face, Guan Yanqiu understands that questioning Thirteen Lang at this time can't make the situation good at all, so he wisely chooses to be silent. In private, she somewhat hinted that Huang and Erren should be some vigilant.

Thirteen Lang didn't care about this, and ordered the three of them to continue to collect clues centered on the teleportation formation, and ran around by themselves, going and returning quickly every time, not knowing what they were busy with.

The more this is the case, the more uneasy Guan Yanqiu feels in her heart, in her opinion, Thirteen Lang's move is not only meaningful, but also has a bit of "surveillance" flavor. However, this really doesn't make sense in terms of reason, with the experience of the past few days, Guan Yanqiu doesn't think that the three of them together can compete with Thirteen Lang, and there is no need for the other party to do this.

In the end weishenme?

The heavy pressure almost suffocated Guan Yanqiu, and then affected Huang and Erren, who were uneasy. Sadly, Thirteen Lang never explained his intentions to them, and "calmly" did what only he knew, as if nothing had happened.

As time passed, the shadow in the hearts of the three of them became thicker and thicker, and gradually became unbearable.

One day, two days, three days until the fifth day, the three of them had turned over a radius of ten miles according to the instructions of Thirteen Lang, and when they were about to be unable to hold it down, things finally changed.

"Senior sister, you said that he was a senior"

After so many days, Zhou Xingxing has somewhat adapted to the feeling of being surrounded by fear, or has become numb. Bored walking around the valley, Zhou Dayan secretly looked at Huangqu. I hope he will help him.

Huang Quhui said with an understanding look and a not very clever way: "The predecessors are unpredictable, but at least they should talk to us and give us a hint of the direction." ”

Zhou Xingxing hurriedly followed and said, "Yes, yes, I think we should think about it and take action." ”

Guan Yanqiu's eyebrows were tightly locked, and he sighed silently in his heart that the two junior brothers didn't know the severity, and they were about to say something relieved, but their expressions changed suddenly. Almost at the same time. Huang and Zhou raised their heads one after another, their eyes vigilant.

The students of the Taoist Academy are not waste, Zhou and Huang Xiuwei are not high, but they all have their own means, using formations to cooperate with spirit insects, and the monitoring distance is far beyond the reach of their divine sense. Detect people coming in advance.

"Who!"

"It's me!"

Several streams of light flew quickly, and Yamu led the group of demon cultivators. Accompanied by a spiritual guard. "Where's the gentleman?"

The three students didn't react for a moment, and looked at each other, and Yamu was anxiously about to say more, when the spiritual guard with a fierce face was already furious, and shouted, "Three waste, how to do it!"

Guan, Zhou, and Huang were even more confused, thinking to themselves what we had done? Could it be that they were going to wronged us for destroying the teleportation array?

Guan Yanqiu stood up. Shi Li said: "The juniors don't understand the words of the seniors, let's wait"

The guard shouted angrily: "You dare to quibble! If such a big thing happened, why didn't you report it quickly? If it weren't for the timely notification of the Yamu Holy Son, this seat would not have known that the teleportation array had been destroyed. ”

The three students were puzzled. I wondered when did the demons know about this? Could it be that the seniors informed me?

After a little hesitation here, the guards on that side became more and more angry, and shouted: "Greedy for life and afraid of death, how can you be worthy of the prestige of the Daoist Academy, this seat will take you down, and wait for the fate!"

There was no need to exert any powerful magical powers, the guard raised his big hand lightly, and grabbed the three of them in a bland manner. Sharp claws suddenly appeared in the air, and there seemed to be an invisible net around them, blocking the way out of Guan, Huang, and Zhouren. The terrifying coercion followed, the three students turned pale, except for Guan Yanqiu, who could still make a slight move, Huang and Erren didn't talk about counterattacking, and it was difficult to even make a sound.

"Fellow Daoist, no!"

Yamu was anxious, wanting to intervene but it was inconvenient, and besides, his strength was not enough, and it was difficult to compete with the guard with major repairs. Knowing in his heart that it was going to be bad, Yamu tried to persuade him and just opened his mouth, a cold snort was already heard in his ears.

"Idiot. ”

The sound was still far away, but its effects were already being felt, and the guard seemed to have been slammed into the center by two heavy hammers in succession, and his face turned white and then purple, and then he sat down like a stake, and fell to the ground violently.

"Enemy attack!"

At the moment of life and death, the guard opened his mouth to spurt blood and roared thunder, clapped his palms together and took out a magic weapon, and was about to urge the mana to be cast, but his movements froze, and his eyes became frozen.

A hand grabbed his throat, and Thirteen Lang looked into his eyes and said, "Waste, how do you do it?"

Hearing this, the guard's expression was as innocent as the previous three students, and there were many emotions such as shame and anger, and it was difficult to speak for a while. The six demon cultivators, who had witnessed it but had not seen anything clearly, were dumbfounded, and at this time they understood why Yamu had such respect for this master when he came.

"Misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding"

Spirituality is in civil strife, and in normal times, Yamu is mostly happy to watch the excitement, but at this time, he can't help but open his mouth to persuade him. As the only person in the field who understood, Yamu's heart was more turbulent than the others, and his expression was extremely complicated. When others saw this scene, they were most shocked that Jia Ming's strength was too strong, but what Yamu knew was the process, how could he not be filled with emotion.

In the land of autumn hunting, Thirteen Lang and himself are inseparable, although he won in the end, but he played all his hole cards, and also used a lot of cunning methods, his real strength is actually weaker than Yamu; Even in Randance City, although Thirteen Lang claimed to have the power to overhaul the battle, Yamu still believed that it was caused by external forces, such as his large group of helpers, etc., so he was not very disappointed.

What about now?

How many years have passed, and Shisanro has grown to the point where he sees the great monk as nothing, and this time there is no external force, no helper, and even supernatural powers, and the slightest roar makes the guard lose his soul, as if death is coming.

Speaking of that roar, Yamu now knows the origin, and it was originally created by the pride of his own clan: blood and sorrow. This alone is enough to make the tooth wood ripple.

"Sir, consolidate the Taoist friend him"

"Jia Ming, you are bold!"

The guard surnamed Gong couldn't breathe but relieved himself, and shouted sharply: "Dare to move this seat!"

"If it weren't for the Demon Cultivator's informance, you wouldn't have known that the teleportation array had been destroyed?"

Ignoring the tooth wood and ignoring the shouts of the guards, Thirteen Lang did not have a trace of pity in his eyes, and casually took off the two magic weapons in his hands that had not yet had time to be activated, and the mana surged in, destroying the withering and decaying all the way.

"You"

The guard hissed and wailed, his voice no longer gaining the strength it had had before, only horror and disbelief.

Shicai was interrupted and even restrained, to be honest, although he felt that this master was powerful, he didn't feel that he was really inferior to the other party. There are miraculous skills in the world, and the places outside the world are even more mysterious and unpredictable, and it is difficult to say that they are particularly good at this. On the contrary, this guard is not that type, and his Dao method requires time to prepare, and once it is given time to deploy, its power can be fully displayed.

This time it was different, those two magic weapons were the magic weapons that he had refined for many years, and they had long been connected with his mind as one, but now they had been erased by others.

Monk of the Avatar? Obviously not!

The guard regretted it, and only then did he remember that his life was hanging by a thread, and the most important thing to do was not to show pride, but not to continue to anger the other party.

"This seat is below"

"Consolidation, good name. ”

Shisanlang casually took him aside and said, "If you were of any use, things wouldn't have turned out like this." ”

Turning around, Jusan Lang gestured to Yamu and said, "It's here." ”

Yamu smiled bitterly and said, "You seem to know that I would come?"

Shisanro said calmly: "If you don't come, things will be a different situation. ”

Yamu didn't quite understand this sentence, but he could hear the coldness contained in the words, and his expression was slightly stiff.

Thirteen Lang didn't care if he understood it or not, and said, "The demon teleportation has also been destroyed by someone?"

Accustomed to Thirteen Lang's thoughts, Yamu nodded and said astringently, "What should I do?"

Six people from the Demon Clan, three spiritual cultivators, and nine students looked dazed, consolidating on the side at a loss, not understanding why Yamu was like this, and he was much more respectful and trusting than he was when he faced the Demon Elder before. At this time, he thought of another thing, when he found out that the demon teleportation had been destroyed, this Yamu Holy Son thought that instead of helping to protect the cross-border teleportation array, he had come to find this "master of the world"!

Is it really so magical, pinch your fingers, and everything is under control?

The expressions of the people around him, Thirteen Lang ignored them all, and said, "First of all, we must ensure the safety of the cross-border teleportation array. For now, I don't think anything is going to happen there, but this kind of thing can't be risked."

Turning to look at the consolidation, Thirteen Lang asked, "What did you do to deal with it?"

Plain words, plain tone, if it were someone else, even if the leader of a sect asked so, the consolidation would laugh at the other party for not knowing how to measure himself. Regarding everything related to the cross-border teleportation array, the two spirits and demons agreed that no one was allowed to intervene at will, let alone interfere. In other words, although they are assigned by both the spirit and the demon, their actual status is equivalent to that of a third party, and they don't care about other people's affairs and are not managed by anyone.

The matter in front of him can prove its status, the spirit and demon teleportation was destroyed, and the movement of the demon clan is not known, and the spiritual cultivator only sent a major repair to check.

"Cross-border matters do not allow outsiders"

"Now that I think about it, act heroic, idiot. ”

Thirteen Lang raised his hand slightly, his face did not mean anything to explain his intentions, but his expression was clearly written.

I have to say it!

(To be continued......)