He heard him right, right?

Not only him, but also the three immortals of the tiger, deer and sheep behind him also had a petrified expression.

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit, Doumu Yuanjun?

This kind of legendary boss is the 'teammate' in the mouth of the Demon Emperor?

If before, they didn't even have the qualifications to look up to each other, and you tell me she was our teammate in this operation?

Are we crazy, or is the world crazy?

"Late ...... The younger generation Huang Mei, meet Doumu Yuanjun. ”

The Yellow Eyebrow King recovered from his shock, stammered a little and greeted the Golden Spirit Lady, and then bowed.

No way, the identity of the other party is too scary.

Whether it is the identity of the Holy Mother of Jin Ling or the Doumu Yuanjun, it is not an existence that a little demon like them can touch.

That's right, in front of the other party, Huangmei and they can only call themselves little demons.

"Fellow Daoists don't have to be polite."

Our Lady of Jin Ling smiled and held it with her hand, sending out a gentle force to help the Yellow Eyebrow King up.

"Alright, now that everyone is here, let's get ready to go."

Jiang Wenming opened his mouth and interrupted the politeness between several people.

Judging from the movement just now, the Kunlun Mountain Range should have already handed over, and no one should notice the situation on their side.

They took advantage of this opportunity to sneak into the cinnabar.

"Okay, I'll let the little goblins below harass the border and attract their attention."

Hearing this, the Yellow Eyebrow King turned to the Tiger Pioneer and commanded a few words.

Seeing that the Tiger Pioneer was ordered to leave, Jiang Wenming stretched out his hand and summoned a cloud of mist.

"Let's go!"

The group soared through the clouds and flew towards the direction of Chenshazhou.

Cinnabar border.

Jiang Wenming and the others fell into the clouds, and they began to perform the art of change, disguising themselves as the monks of Chenshazhou.

"Let's split up, go into the city to inquire about the recent anomalies in various places, and come back here in an hour to meet."

"Good!"

The group of six quickly separated, each choosing a direction and leaving.

The city of Chenshazhou is more like the kind of desert town that Jiang Wenming saw in his previous life, with white earthen walls and wind and sand raised from time to time, and it is rare to see pedestrians wandering on the road.

Occasionally, a few people walked down the street, all in a hurry.

A leisurely stroll like him has attracted the attention of many people on the road.

However, Jiang Wenming didn't care about other people's strange eyes on him, what he wanted to do was to attract people's attention to him, otherwise he would go to find people one by one and ask if he would find him.

So he kept digging into the alleys, and the more remote the place, the more he liked to drill into it.

"It's finally here."

Jiang Wenming sensed a few more breaths behind him, and was sneakily following behind him at this time.

In front of him was a small alley more than ten meters long.

Sure enough, when he walked to the middle of the alley, more than a dozen strong men armed with various weapons suddenly appeared at the end of the alley.

"There are quite a lot of people."

Jiang Wenming smiled slightly, he thought it would be good to attract a few people with bad intentions, but he didn't expect the people here to be so 'enthusiastic'.

"Boy, hand over all the valuable things on you, otherwise, don't blame us for being polite."

Out of the crowd came a bearded man, holding a horse chopping knife, staring at Jiang Wenming viciously.

"Smack!"

Jiang Wenming ignored him, and just snapped his fingers casually.

The next moment, the group of people who surrounded him lay on the ground.

There is only one exception.

It was a young man of short stature and unsightly appearance, although he was affected by Jiang Wenming's 'Sleeping Spell', he did not pass out directly like the others, but staggered against the wall, trying to escape from this place.

"Isn't it too late to run now?"

Jiang Wenming chuckled, stretched out his hand, and directly grabbed the thin young man in front of him.

"You ......"

The short young man looked terrified, a tactic that was unheard of.

I'm afraid that only those legendary immortals can have this kind of means, right?

He is just an unpopular monk, leading a group of gangsters to find some 'fat sheep' from other places to rob, but he never thought that he would be so unlucky today and kicked to the iron plate.

"I ask you to answer, if you dare to lie to me, heh......"

Jiang Wenming chuckled lightly and didn't say much.

But this smile fell into the eyes of the other party, but it was more terrible than any punishment.

He couldn't help but shudder.

"Senior, please ask, I will answer truthfully."

The skinny young man nodded as busy as a chicken pecking rice.

"Has anything happened to Cinnabar lately? Or is there anything out of the ordeal? ”

Jiang Wenming's eyes flashed with a hint of gold, and there was a charm in his voice that made people feel like a spring breeze.

The thin young man's expression gradually became sluggish, and his speech became wooden: "I don't know. ”

"Really?"

Jiang Wenming's eyes began to quickly appear in the other party's memory, and with his strength, he could easily probe the other party's memory.

Although this thin young man has low strength, he is also a local snake, so he knows many secrets that ordinary people don't know.

This is also the reason why Jiang Wenming deliberately brought them here.

The previous questioning was just to mobilize the other party's memory, so that he could perform the soul search technique so that he could check his memory by himself.

Under his soul searching technique, the thin young man's memories were quickly flipped through by him, and he soon found the information he wanted.

Just a month ago, there was an earthquake on Cinnabar, which affected a wide area, and it is said that many people died, and many monks went to investigate, but never returned.

However, this news was not seen by the thin young man with his own eyes, but he heard from a friend of his sect.

So he didn't pay much attention to it, and this matter was gradually forgotten by him.

If it weren't for Jiang Wenming's soul searching technique, I'm afraid that he would have directly ignored this news just by asking.

"Yellow Sand Castle in the northeast."

According to the information in the other party's memory, Jiang Wenming opened the book from the ground to search, and finally found the location called 'Huangsha Castle'.

"Hey, this place is so close to North Kunlun."

When Jiang Wenming saw the location of the Yellow Sand Castle, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

It happened to be near North Kunlun, and it wasn't very far from Yunmeng Daze.

This reminded him of the green cow spirit.

The other party seems to be in that area, so what is the connection between the two?

"Looks like it's worth going over and having a look."

Jiang Wenming thought in his heart, how would he talk to the Holy Mother of Jin Ling about this later.

At this moment, a dull horn sounded, as if war was coming, and the sky over the entire town began to gradually be covered by a layer of formation.

"What's going on?"