In front of the gate of the small garden, several people focused their eyes.

Ye Wentian raised his head, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Hum!"

「……」

The water-rippled screen suddenly seemed to be unstable.

The picture inside is obviously distorted, but it can still be seen clearly, it is a black dark temple, and several huge black pillars of coiling dragons are wrapped in chains.

The huge black chains stretched out in five, locking the neck and limbs of the figure within.

Suspend the whole person in the air and pull out a large glyph.

"Qin Shanhe." Ye Wentian muttered.

And it looks like the injury is not light.

"Humph!"

「……」

Suddenly, there seemed to be a cold snort.

Immediately afterwards, the water-rippled screen shattered in an instant, and the projection in front of him disappeared without a trace.

"Kind of interesting." Ip Man was a little more interested in his eyes.

The martial artist who destroys his own divine calculation projection is at least at the level of the fitting realm, and the moment the other party notices it, he can directly destroy the picture.

It is clear that the man did not do this.

Instead, he deliberately let himself see clearly before dispersing the projection.

Even, the moment the projection dissipated, Ye Wentian clearly sensed the location of the dark temple.

"Ip Mantian, where is that place?" The short-haired beauty has a cold glint in her eyes.

The voice was slightly eager.

Ip Mantian's face was as usual.

"Inside the Black Tower."

"It seems to be the forbidden place of your heavenly palace." Ye Wentian did not hide it, and said bluntly.

Eyes are far away.

Behind the main peak of the Heavenly Palace in the distance.

The black diamond-shaped tower still looks extremely abrupt and eye-catching!

The short-haired beauty's body trembled, and her face instantly became a little ugly.

With her identity, let alone the Heavenly Tower, even in the mountain area behind the main peak, she is not qualified to step into it.

In the back mountain area, there are strong martial arts people in the Heavenly Palace.

There are also records in the classics of the door that except for every palace master, none of the warriors who have entered the forbidden area can leave alive.

"You...... Can you save him?" The short-haired beauty pursed her lips lightly, and her voice was very low.

For Tiangong, in order to ensure that the battle will be won after three days.

It is indeed the best way to let the Great Flame Dragon King be trapped in the forbidden area.

Even though she knew that it was a trap and her request was a little embarrassing, the short-haired beauty couldn't help but speak.

"Save."

"That thing still owes me a hundred pieces of spirit jade." Ye Wentian did not hesitate and immediately responded.

Lingyu aside.

Timidity, not his Ip Mantian style.

There are people in it who are warmly invited, and there is no reason not to go.

"You ......" the short-haired beauty's eyes twitched.

Anyone who can see that this is a trap.

The person in front of her agreed so happily, which was really beyond her expectations.

"Thank you...... Thank you." The short-haired beauty was full of gratitude, stepped forward, knelt directly to the ground, bent over and bowed.

No matter what this Great Flame Dragon King was for, since he was willing to come to the rescue, nothing else mattered.

The short-haired beauty's worship is undoubtedly from the heart.

Ye Wentian smiled and waved his hand.

An invisible force lifted the figure in front of him.

"Little things."

"Traps, if they want to trap me, it depends on whether they dig big enough." Ye Wentian smiled freely and didn't think much about it.

I came here by myself, I came to find Qinshanhe.

Both determined its location.

Ye Wentian didn't talk nonsense, and after nodding to the two, he took a dodge step, and the figure walked in the direction of the back mountain.

In the blink of an eye, the back disappeared from sight.

"Well, I went anyway." Qing Zizi was silent for a long time, until the front

After Fang Ren left, he couldn't help but sigh lightly.

The short-haired beauty stared at the person beside her.

"Hmph."

"Isn't that what you want? The palace master is so calculating, even I have become your helper invisibly." The short-haired beauty snorted.

She would have seen it clearly.

Whether it is the peach wood cong, or the second elder of the law enforcement hall, even the palace master and junior brother in front of him, it must have been arranged in advance.

The purpose of all this is to introduce the Great Yan Dragon King into the forbidden area of the back mountain.

Qing Zizi didn't explain too much, just chuckled.

"Huh."

"I knew it was a trap, but I gladly went there."

"Although tens of millions of people have gone to me, this Ye Wentian deserves the name of the Great Flame Dragon King!" Qing Zizi looked into the distance ahead, looking at himself and muttering to himself.

There was admiration in his eyes.

The short-haired beauty shook inside.

At this point, it is useless to say more.

After she took a deep breath, she looked up into the distance, Jiangcheng feasted on the Great Yan Dragon King, and turned the tide with her own strength.

The forbidden area in the back mountain, for him, may have a way out.

The short-haired beauty pursed her lips lightly, and there was a little more anticipation in her eyes.

And at this time.

Ye Wentian went all the way forward, and after a short time, he had already crossed the main peak of the Heavenly Palace, and his figure fell into the forbidden area of the back mountain.

Along the way, there were no Heavenly Palace guards.

It can be described as unimpeded.

Shrubs, wetlands, bushes, this area is no different from ordinary back mountains.

"Whew!"

「……」

Ip Mantian's figure galloped, targeting the black tower in the distance in front of him.

Except for the sound of the wind in my ears, the entire back mountain forbidden area was a little quiet.

After a while, Ye Wentian's figure stopped.

Suddenly, in a mountain clearing, in the center of which stood a diamond-shaped seven-story black tower.

"You're here."

"Mo has been waiting for a long time."

Suddenly, a voice came.

In the distance to the right, a familiar figure stepped out of the bushes.

Ye Wentian was stunned.

Immediately afterward, his eyes lit up.

This Nima, and the unexpected joy, I am worried that I can't find this product.

He delivered it himself.

The person who came was none other than the one who had escaped from Ye Wentian's hands several times, the high-ranking envoy named Mo Changsong.

"Boy, what kind of eyes are you?" Mo Changsong's face sank, and for a while he felt as if he was a prey, and he was being targeted by a fierce beast at the moment.

"Ah, old friend."

"Let's stop talking nonsense, don't try to run away this time." Ye Wentian's eyes froze, and the spiritual power in his body instantly turned to the extreme.

The surrounding air seems to be solidified.

This time, Ye Wentian will not show any mercy, and it is best to kill this person with one blow.

Mo Changsong's eyes widened.

Fleeing in embarrassment several times is undoubtedly an indelible shame in his martial arts career.

"Child, presumptuous!"

"The first few times, it was because Mo didn't want to meet you in general, do you really think that this seat will be afraid of you?" Mo Changsong shouted angrily, and the momentum around him was shocked.

The atmosphere was tense in an instant.