Wu Ying walked forward slowly, narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm stronger than you, don't you think it's a bit overkill to leave me here?"

Lingtian Su Xiang came to know how narcissistic and proud Wu Ying was.

But seeing that she used the word 'overkill' so naturally, or on herself, Ling Tiansu's face couldn't help but become a little weird.

He coughed dryly, tried his best to forcibly suppress the arc of the smile on the corner of his mouth, and said seriously: "Be cautious, this Baiyun Pavilion was given by the hall master of the tenth year, who knows if he will be summoned in the middle of the night, you guard here for me, and wait for me to come back obediently, so as not to let the hall master suddenly check the gang road." ”

Time is limited, Ling Tiansu didn't want to waste time here to discuss the question of who went and who stayed, so he didn't wait for Wu Ying's next words, his body swayed, and he disappeared under the moonlight in front of the window.

Wu Ying looked at the empty window with a calm face, she slowly lowered her head and lowered her voice with a slightly hoarse voice and said, "Come back early......"

Restored to its original appearance, Ling Tiansu lost his breath, and most of the killers in the outer building of Shahai Tower were soul-condensing.

Coupled with his skillful phantom killing technique, he can also be unimpeded here.

He walked through the corridor, his body lighter than the wind, lighter than the shadow, as if he had merged with the void, and his diameter passed through the heavy guards outside the corridor of the main hall.

For the closed hall in front, the building is majestic and quiet, and there are layers of black-clothed disciples patrolling and guarding the periphery, and the guards are all round by round, and the number of people is very dense but there is no sound of footsteps patrolling and vigil.

Ling Tiansu's breath was perfectly constricted, and his body was as flexible as a gecko, and he glided on the dark corner beam on the corridor.

He looked at the most heavily guarded hall, but his heart was extremely strange.

Because this hall is very peculiarly constructed, the periphery is like an iron wall, and there is no entrance gate to be found.

But he believed that it was impossible to spend money and resources to build a useless hall in Shahai Tower.

What's more, he could feel the power of the spar enchantment contained in the four sides of the hall, but it was similar to the battle of Jiaoling Pass that day, and the Kunlun slaves used spirit stones to set up a formation to protect the city.

With such extravagant handwriting, people can't even penetrate the wall to find out a thing or two.

He was convinced that the owner of Shahai Tower, who was now seriously injured, might be able to recuperate in this hall.

If he can sneak into it without knowing it, and assassinate him while he is seriously injured, it would be a quick way.

Of course, Ling Tiansu also knew that this matter was not easy to succeed, this hall was built magically and ingeniously, and it was not impossible to break through and enter.

It's just that in this way, breaking through the hall with brute force will definitely attract a large number of Shahailou disciples and the terrifying people of the Yinsha Dynasty.

It's really inappropriate to expose your identity like this, so it's better to wait and see.

Ling Tiansu's back was attached to the beam, as if there was an invisible suction, and he was about to leave and go to other places to investigate.

For example, when he entered the building, he saw Lu Jingye.

His body moved slightly, and he was about to leave, but a blue figure from a distance made him pause, his eyes narrowing slightly.

It's 'double capacity'.

She is still dressed in men's clothes, tall and elegant, wearing a fine ice blue silk dress, and under the blowing of the night wind, her clothes dance like a fairy.

It's just that at this moment, she is not carrying the Fanghua Sword behind her, and her once gentle eyes are now exuding a lot of dark and fierce light.

Even though her appearance remains unchanged and her clothes are inconvenient, she can't see half of the gentleness and gentlemen on her body.

From her, she could even feel a ghost aura as cold as Wu Ying.

Coupled with her bloodless face, the sword marks on the pale and slender neck above the neckline of her shirt showed a strange feeling no matter how you looked at it.

She came to the front of the corridor of the main hall, and walked forward without stopping, and the killers who were keeping vigil moved their eyes slightly.

clearly saw her walking step by step, but there was no extra movement, allowing her to approach the main hall.

It wasn't until the blue shirt disappeared into the wall that Ling Tiansu suddenly realized that this hall was not without a door.

He immediately probed his divine sense to the wall where the 'double face' had disappeared.

But who would have thought that the original door would be like an uncatchable wind shadow, wandering away and disappearing, intercepting his divine sense.

Ling Tiansu frowned secretly, thinking that the person who established this hall was really magical, and he actually used the formation to enter the hall as a guard, and the palace door was not a fixed dead door, but a trap door that could wander uncertainly with the change of the formation of the main hall.

If you are an outsider who is not familiar with the formation structure of the main hall, you will naturally not be able to enter it even if you scratch off your hair.

Ling Tiansu chuckled in his heart, but he knew the existence of the door, and it was not difficult for him to find out the door.

A thin golden slit opened in the center of his eyebrows, and the heavenly eye opened slightly, only to see the surface of the hall in front of him, and the illusory formation structure diagram was clearly presented in his eyes.

It was intertwined and complicated, and that gate was wandering in the mysterious formation.

And Ling Tiansu's eyes moved, and his body slid out lightly along the beam, changing directions and jumping to the top of the main hall.

He looked down at the dark eaves and the countless killer doors secretly surging under the main hall, and his gaze suddenly froze, catching that door.

Then without hesitation, he took a step forward, and the whole person disappeared above the main hall house as if falling into the water.

After entering the main hall, Ling Tiansu still hid the breath in his body and carefully hid it on the beams in the main hall.

The sight in the hall is dim, there are no doors and windows, and the moonlight from the outside world cannot penetrate a trace of inside, and the air in it is not smooth at all, giving people a sullen sense of tension.

There was no fire in the hall, and the dim light still came from the hundreds of spirit stones on the walls that maintained the formation of the main hall.

Of course, for the cultivators of the Tongyuan Realm, the darkness could no longer cover their eyes, so at this moment, in the main hall, it did not matter whether there was light or not.

Above the main hall, a middle-aged man stood in front of the throne, not sitting on the dark and solemn throne, he put his hands behind his back, looking up at the high gate behind the throne.

The door was closed, revealing a large eye with several flames carved around it.

Although the carved flame is not a real flame, at such a glance, it really looks like that giant eye is bathed in demonic flames, and it looks eerie and weird.

Meng Qixuan heard the faint footsteps behind him, and he finally stopped looking at the door and slowly turned around.

And Ling Tiansu, who had been hiding on the beams of the house, finally saw the appearance of this Shahailou clearly.

The appearance is four points similar to that of the owner of the Tianque Tower, but the facial features are much more perfect than the owner of the Tianque Tower, so that it does not look as ordinary.

And compared with Yan You, his eyes are a little less deep than Yan You, and a little more cold.

Yan You was born with a smiling face.

But Meng Qixuan was not smiling, and he was born very seriously.

He glanced down at the 'double face', and his eyes were sad and joyless: "What are you looking for in this seat?"

'Shuangrong' looked at him and said calmly: "I have received a message from Brother Wang, and he is ready to send another hundred of my court's people to this world, hoping that the landlord can make it convenient." ”

Hearing this, Ling Tiansu's heart moved.

100?

It seems that the people of the Yin Dynasty really plan to take root in the human world......

Meng Qixuan's brows were furrowed, his thin lips pursed showed that he was indifferent and almost cold, and his voice was deep and came from above the throne, revealing a thick sense of displeasure.

"Your Royal Highness the Seventh Imperial Maiden has made a mistake, you and I are in a cooperative relationship, Shahailou is not a place for your Yin Sha Dynasty, the world can't accommodate you, so you have been stuffing people into my sand sea.

Now this seat has allowed you to live in 200 Yinsha people, but what I want has not yet arrived, and now I want to add another 100 people, don't you think it's too much?"

From Xiao Yezi's mouth, he had already learned that it was the seventh princess of the Yinsha Dynasty who was now living in Shuangrong's body, so he was not much surprised by Meng Qixuan's title.

I saw that 'Shuangrong' eyes drooped slightly, and said lightly: "With another hundred people, the Shahai forces will naturally rise with the tide, isn't this a win-win situation for you and me?"

Meng Qixuan's face became more and more cold: "The Seventh Imperial Maiden, don't you think that this seat is a three-year-old child? You live by clinging to the corpse, and resurrecting from the dead is an existence that violates the principles of heaven, if you let outsiders know that the people you are familiar with are being housed and lived, your existence will not only not bring any help to this seat, but will also have a great crisis." ”