On the high platform of the main hall

The head of the Imperial Beast Pavilion has no thousand immortal venerables, and he shouted, holding his palms up to the sky.

"Up!"

In an instant, the clouds surged, and the huge formation in the center of the square erupted with brilliance and scorching, hovering and condensing a little bit.

A quarter of an hour later, the long-bearded and white-eyebrow Immortal Venerable waved his hand:

"In order of precedence, each disciple entered the battle in turn."

Everyone shouted in unison, and their tones were all excited.

"Obey!"

The crowd immediately surged, and the disciples of various factions quietly waited to enter the formation.

Move forward little by little without hurrying.

Wei Zhi and Dong Yun were the apprentices of the emperor, so they were naturally the first to enter the battle.

The two looked at each other and smiled, holding hands.

Just as Dong Yun wanted to say something, she suddenly noticed that her right shoulder stabbed violently for a moment!

She immediately let go of Wei Zhi's hand and reached out to caress it.

It's just strange that the burning pain dissipates immediately.

Wei Zhi's face on the side was dazzlingly beautiful by the light, and under the strong light, she squinted slightly.

The long hair was being blown messily by the wind of the formation, and when it seemed to hit his cheeks, it was immediately swept away by a strange wisp of wind.

Wei Zhi turned his head sideways and asked with concern, "What's the matter, Senior Sister?" ”

Dong Yun suppressed the weirdness, shook his head, and reached out to continue to lead Wei Zhi.

Not!

Another tingling pain in the left shoulder!

It felt hotter and deeper than it had just been.

When Dongyun let go of Wei Zhi's hand again, the pain dissipated again.

Dong Yun frowned, a melon seed face was tangled with a strange color, and surprise flashed in the phoenix's eyes.

She glanced at Wei Zhi's hand, "It's nothing, Zhizhi, you can hold me." ”

Wei Zhi saw the indifferent smile of his senior sister, so he naturally took the other party's hand.

It's just that in the next second, Dong Yun immediately shook Wei Zhi's hand away, and arched his waist, covering his right chest cavity and panting.

"Senior sister!"

Wei Zhi immediately helped Dong Yun and looked at her anxiously. "What's wrong! What's uncomfortable?"

Dong Yun smiled, waved at her, and glanced at the arm that was being held by Wei Zhi.

"It's okay, it's an old problem."

Wei Zhi asked again with concern, and was explained by Dong Yun with a smile.

After repeatedly making sure that there was no problem with her senior sister at all, she put her mind at ease.

The number of people is all together, and the circle slowly turns.

The brilliance enveloped every disciple in an encirclement.

Dong Yun's palms clenched, and he raised his eyes and swept towards the boundless and wide hall.

Who is it?

Are you stopping her from holding hands with Wei Zhi?

But why? What's the conspiracy that doesn't work?

Dong Yun swept around with his divine sense, and this was also the first time that he swept Wei Zhi's Taoist companion with his divine sense.

When the illusory divine sense skimmed over Di Xin, Dong Yun couldn't help but look over in surprise.

I saw that the men in the last row were lining up very well-behaved, and the people next to him isolated him, and he didn't care at all.

Dong Yun's eyes locked on him, and he saw the other party raise his chin slightly and look over.

When the aperture of the formation gradually disappeared, there was a brief interval of a dozen breaths.

Dongyun saw the Taoist who had only met twice and had always been shy, and said a word to her expressionlessly.

This sentence was directly transmitted to her Zhihai!

"Don't pull the branches, I'll be angry."

It's not the sound she usually hears!

It sounds a lot like...

Much like...

The moment the brilliance disappeared, Dong Yun's divine consciousness was knocked back.

She was stunned!

An outer disciple of the foundation building period can invade her sea of consciousness at will to warn her?

Three thousand years ago, Dong Yun was an immortal in the Transformation Stage, even if most of her strength has dropped now, her divine sense is in the Transformation Stage!

Among the disciples present, the most powerful one was the Jindan period.

How could he...

Dongyun vaguely guessed an answer.

But she couldn't believe it.

But I had to go back and forth to determine the details.

Shortness of breath, cold from the scalp to the soles of the feet, the whole person is like falling into an ice cave!

Wait for the aperture to condense again.

But for a moment, Dong Yun bit her lower lip tightly, her legs became weak, and she turned her head to look at Wei Zhi's side face.

That voice was firmly remembered by her on the battlefield three thousand years ago.

Green eyes, the true voice that is deliberately hidden on weekdays, the strength to invade her sea at will, and the name.....

Is it that even the face is hidden?

All the weird dots, almost all point to that person!