In the vast Dajiao Mountain, there are countless families, and the castles are usually hidden in the mountains, and it is difficult to find them when the monks enter.

Of course, there are also some families that are seen immediately in the mountains, perhaps for various reasons, or for some reason, these families are exiled and difficult to hide in the mountains.

Of course, this doesn't mean anything, after all, this is Dajiao Mountain, even if ordinary people find it, they don't dare to have any thoughts.

Among them, the suspended castle is the most dazzling, a castle floating in the void, never collapsing a corner all year round, and the mysterious power is surging more and more than one day, this final collection is scattered, shocking many families.

This is a very special city, which does not belong to anyone, and can also be interpreted as a free city, which can be entered by both demon and human monks.

This also created the mystery of this caracal city, and many strong people were hidden in it, so that the family did not dare to make up their minds easily.

At this time, Jiuyan and the two came here.

In the past few days, Jiuyan and the palace have been moving forward, because the Great Zhouyi Mountain Range needs to pass by here, and now looking back again, Jiuyan feels depressed.

"Need to go in?" Gong couldn't help but ask, looking at Jiuyan Spoon's eyes.

Jiuyan paused suddenly, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes looked straight at the city mansion.

He clasped his hands and looked hesitant, Pudding was here, but Niel needed him too, he didn't know how to decide, and for a moment he felt troubled.

"Huh!!" Suddenly, several monks not far away came slowly and stared at Jiuyan for a long time.

"Are you two also here to pay homage to the descendants of the gods?" said a sturdy man who walked in, looked at Jiuyan and Gong.

"What do you mean?" Jiuyan turned suddenly.

"You don't know, you're from that family?" the sturdy man was surprised, obviously he didn't expect Jiuyan to have such a reaction, because this news had already spread all over Dajiao Mountain, and almost no one knew about it.

Jiuyan raised his head for a moment.

"I heard that the descendants of the gods were caught in a trapped," the man said.

"What did you say?" Jiuyan trembled.

The sturdy man suddenly frowned, looking at Jiuyan's expression, and he also looked confused.

"You don't know?" The sturdy man suddenly laughed, and stepped forward to pat Jiuyan: "Let's go, brother will take you to see it, the descendants of God, it's all exciting to think about it."

Jiuyan was indifferent, and turned to walk forward in a moment.

"Hey, little brother," the man shouted, and chased after him.

Jiuyan galloped and soon came to the front of the city mansion.

"Who's coming?" a guard in silver armor shouted in front of the mahogany valve, his tone cold and piercing.

At that moment, Jiu Yan's face sank, and just as he was about to break in, Gong grabbed him.

"Wait!!" Gong whispered, shaking his head slightly.

"Hey, your own people," the man said, panting as he explained.

"Let's go into the city" The monk in the silver armor guard suddenly paused, and looked at the man's tone changed.

Jiuyan ignored this, stepped out immediately, and disappeared here in an instant.

"This is??" Jiuyan frowned, everything changed after entering, as if he had entered another world.

This is a city mansion, it is clearly a space, a space with spiritual intelligence, the level is definitely above the subspace, and the heart of Jiuyan is shocked.

The Emperor of the Demon Clan actually established a space, what a bold and generous gesture, Jiuyan couldn't help but marvel.

However, Jiuyan didn't pay much attention to all this, his time was tight, and at the same time, there were two people waiting for him.

Jiuyan hurried through the streets and alleys.

Along the way, Jiuyan also heard a lot of news about pudding, however, there was not a single correct one.

"I heard that Lord Shinei of the caracal city is going to announce the descendants of the gods in three days" The streets and alleys, and I don't know who shouted.

"What?"

In less than a moment, the monks in the entire city hall were boiling.

"How is it possible? Did the Lord really capture the descendants of God?" some people did not believe it, thinking that it was a conspiracy.

"I can't believe it, the caracal city is a bunch of ambitious people who will lead us into the grave," someone shook his head.

Obviously, the True Guard of the Caracal City does not necessarily have much credibility in the eyes of everyone.

"Zhenwei has a conspiracy to kill us and the others," an old man said.

"What? Is Zhenwei going to be purged again?" many people were shocked, their faces unnatural.

The True Guard of the Caracal City was freely formed by a group of monks from outside, who claimed to protect the Caracal City, however, they didn't know how many things they had done in secret.

The people in the city are not all foreign monks, there are also many natives left over from ancient times, however, as the years go by, the original name of the aborigines is weaker and weaker from generation to generation, and gradually foreign monks occupy the city, and today, the original name of the natives has almost disappeared.

Of course, this does not mean that there are none, in the huge city mansion, the indigenous people still exist, but the number is very scarce, so rare that it is almost invisible.

And after the appearance of the caracal city true guard, the original name of the indigenous people was really sad, and the scarce vein was secretly driven out and killed, and it was really bloody.

Now, there are few left, one by one hidden in the city mansion, among which the old man who spoke out may be the survivor among them, but this scene did not attract much attention.

Zhenwei's action was not specifically aimed at the indigenous people, and some powerful monks were also secretly washed and disappeared.

Until now, people have forgotten how many times this is.

Zhenwei is too powerful, so powerful that no one dares to provoke easily, there are rumors that the leader is a powerful person from the earthly realm, of course, this is just a rumor, and no one has witnessed it.

"What is the true guard going to do?" thought to the people of the city.

This scene is very bizarre, no one dares to believe that the descendants of God are so noble, a drop of his blood can crush the void, such an existence, it is even more difficult to be caught, even if he is caught, who will easily put it out? Isn't this self-defeating?

"Is he really going to take control of the caracal?" many couldn't help but tremble.

Zhenwei bloodied the indigenous people in order to get the way to truly control the city, and now, Zhenwei's move is really reminiscent.

However, after hearing this, Jiuyan couldn't help but shake his head.

Perhaps only he truly understands that this is not as simple as a city mansion at all, a space where spiritual wisdom is born, who can easily control it? Even if the sages are here, they dare not easily lose their words.

"Huh!!Who is that?

In the alley, a monk was surprised, looked at Jiuyan's back, and felt familiar.

Half an hour later, Jiuyan came to a giant Tan in the middle of the city.

This is a huge Tan that is several miles large, cast with bluestone, and the cold and cold breath is straight up, which looks very unusual.

Jiuyan lowered his head and watched in silence.

After three days, Zhenwei will announce the pudding here, and after three days, he will meet the lovely woman again.

In Jiuyan's eyes, Pudding was just an ordinary woman.

Jiuyan lowered his head and looked at the giant Tan in front of him, he clasped his hands, trying to calm the emotions in his heart.

After a few days, I don't know how many monks gathered here, all he had to do was to appear in the strongest posture and snatch the pudding in an instant.

"You're going to make a move?" said Gong.

"She's my friend" Jiuyan spoke briefly and didn't explain anything, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at Gong: "This is my business"

Gong smiled after hearing this: "You are my mission"

Jiuyan smiled instantly, he knew the meaning of Gong's words, with Gong's presence, his chances were much greater.

After the next day, Jiuyan's figure appeared on the street again.

He walked out of the restaurant, Xiao Se's figure gradually blended into the street, he wanted to inquire about all the news as much as possible, so he chose the most prosperous area.

It is crowded with people, the streets and alleys are crowded, and this is the largest street in Caracal.

Jiuyan glanced over, wanting to find the old man yesterday, maybe only he knew, that old man was not simple, however, the caracal city is very big, to find a person, like looking for a needle in a haystack, how easy is it?

At this time, Jiuyan walked on the street and heard a lot about pudding.

Until the end of the day, Jiuyan returned to the restaurant and quietly cultivated.

It's a new day, Jiuyan travels.

At this moment, there are many unfamiliar faces in the city, those are all outsiders and monks, and there are also some demon clans, revealing their true bodies, and Jiuyan is a novelty.

At this time, people gradually felt nervous, and a depressing atmosphere quietly permeated the entire city mansion.

Finally, the descendants of God are about to come out in earnest, and although not many people believe in it, most of them still choose to believe it, but for the foreign monks, they do not have the same sense of crisis as the people in the city.

I don't have much ill feeling about the existence of Zhenwei, and I just want to pay tribute to the descendant who has been rumored to be a god when he appears in the caracal city at this moment.

Soon, a day, passed quietly.