Following everyone's gaze, I saw that the space next to the valley was distorted, and in a burst of colorful light, two figures slowly emerged.

"Okay, you guys go back, and I'll give this elixir."

Before the two of them could reveal their figures, they heard one of the figures speak to a dozen monks in front of them.

As soon as the words came out, everyone in the Murong family suddenly couldn't sit still, feeling that they had been insulted.

"What a big boldness, don't you know that this place belongs to the Tianyun Sect? We are the forces under the Tianyun Sect, and we are ordered to guard the elixir here, and if we retreat quickly, we can save you from death, otherwise there will be no place for you in the entire Dragon Continent. ”

The entire Murong family had already regarded the Tianyun Sect as a tiger skin, and no matter what happened, they would subconsciously move out of the Tianyun Sect.

Without it, this sign is so easy to use.

As long as you don't encounter the Blood Demon Sect, with this tiger skin alone, you can walk sideways within the Dragon Continent.

"Hide your head and show your tail, come out!"

"What a guts!"

"Quickly kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, you can be spared from joining us, otherwise, this big sword in the hands of this immortal master will not recognize anyone!"

Seeing that the two figures were slow to show their true faces, they always hid in the range shrouded by the colorful glow, and they didn't want to show their faces at all. More than a dozen Murong family monks all had solemn expressions on their faces, thinking that they wanted to mask their faces and forcibly take the elixir.

So, he immediately moved out of the backer behind him, and let out cruel words, dealing with these two uninvited guests with a tough attitude.

However, although they were shouting very loudly, none of them took the initiative to make a move, and more than a dozen monks gathered together, glanced at each other, and then put on a formation with a tacit understanding to deter the two.

Because they couldn't sense the cultivation of the two of them at all, they didn't dare to act rashly.

It can be seen that this group of people is not simple-minded.

The formation of more than a dozen foundation building realm monks was enough to compete with the monks of the ninth layer of foundation building, and even the monks of the innate realm, they could also fight a few moves.

This is the charm of the formation, condensing the weak strength of the wolves, and through the transformation of the formation, it can compete with the tigers.

On the other hand, the two people hidden in the colorful glow.

Seeing that more than a dozen monks were in formation, as if they were going to do something with themselves, they immediately waved their hands at everyone, and said indifferently.

"Second brother and third brother, it's me, Murong Yun, don't be nervous, you are all your own people, and this one next to me is my fellow junior brother Liu Shen, the younger brother of Liu Ming, the strongest true disciple of my sect."

The person who came was none other than Murong Yun and Liu Shen, who received the signal from the ancestor and came to ambush Li Mo and the others.

After Murong Yun finished speaking, he no longer hid himself, and a spiritual power gushed out from his body, pouring into a jade plaque hanging around his neck, draining all the colorful glow that shrouded him.

As the colorful glow dissipated, the figures of Murong Yun and Liu Shen appeared in front of everyone.

"Brother Seven, it's really you!"

"Seventh brother, why are you here?"

"Seventh Brother ......"

After everyone saw Murong Yun's figure clearly, they breathed a sigh of relief, put away their aura, put down the weapons in their hands, and came to greet him.

Murong Yun ranks seventh among the younger generation of the family.

Looking at the group of family brothers in front of him, Murong Yun responded to everyone one by one indifferently, although he said words like he hadn't seen him for a long time, but there was no excitement on his face.

Obviously, in his opinion, these brothers in the family are a bunch of people who can't get on the stage, their talent is too low, their cultivation is not high, they don't have any use value, they can only run errands for themselves at most, and they are not worthy of being greeted with a smile.

Otherwise, he would have directly revealed his figure at the beginning, and he wouldn't have to hide here.

It can be seen that Murong Yun is indifferent by nature, and he only sees conflicts of interest in his eyes, even if he is a brother, he can't get into his eyes at all.

Besides, Liu Shen beside Murong Yun had a tense face from beginning to end, and there was only a coldness in his eyes, if he didn't know, he thought that this group of people owed him hundreds of spirit stones.

Even if everyone in the Murong family took the initiative to greet him, Liu Shen only nodded lightly at everyone, which was regarded as a response to everyone.

As a genius who broke through to the fifth layer of foundation building at the age of fifteen, Liu Shen's vision was naturally very high, and he couldn't look down on this group of monks in their twenties before breaking through to the second and third layers of foundation building.

In Liu Shen's eyes, this group of so-called geniuses in the Murong family is not even as good as the outer disciples in the sect, and their cultivation talent is really poor, and they are a little better than ordinary people.

Liu Shen came here with only one purpose, to see Li Mo die in front of him.

After everyone finished greeting Murong Yun one by one, a man with a terrifying scar on his face slowly walked in front of Murong Yun, and after looking up and down, he couldn't help but feel a touch of shock in his heart when he saw that he couldn't see through his cultivation.

But it was only for a moment, and after a while, he regained his composure and asked slowly.

"Aren't you cultivating in the Tianyun Sect? How did you get here? ”

He is the third among the younger generation of the Murong family, named Murong Po, although he only has three layers of cultivation, he is a ruthless person who can fight across the border, even if Murong Yun sees him, he has to call him the third brother.

"I'm here to do something." Speaking of this, Murong Yun's voice changed, a serious look appeared in his eyes, and he no longer spoke, but whispered to the third brother in front of him.

"Third brother, I came here to do a major event related to the future development of the family, as for what it is, I can't tell you now, with your current strength, you can't help me, staying will only make me shackled, I hope you can bring all the brothers back to the city, no matter what happens here, don't ask."

When Murong Po heard this, a different color flashed on his face, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes, and after thinking for a moment with his head bowed slightly, he nodded and responded with a "Okay".

Then he turned and departed, walked up to the crowd, whispered a few words, and led them away.

Murong Po didn't ask what this seventh brother was going to do, since he let himself leave, then he would leave.

For the most talented and strongest cultivator in this family, and the most beloved junior of the family, Murong Po believed that he had his own ideas.

Even though he believed in the abilities of this clan brother very much, before leaving, he still walked up to Murong Yun's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"No matter what you want to do, don't be reckless, once you encounter any danger, save your life first, this dragon and tiger grass we have been guarding for two months, it is about to mature, if you use it, take it!"