The group of eight people of the Bixia Sect kept walking in one direction in the mist.

"Senior Brother Han, where are we going?" In the crowd, there was a person with thieves' eyebrows and rat eyes, who walked to the front, pushed up a flattering smile, and said to the person next to him.

This person is the leader of these eight people, named Han Zilian, in his twenties, a disciple of the inner sect of the Bixia Sect, and he is already a half-step Huyuan Realm.

The person with the eyebrows and eyes of the thief, named Zhao Changfeng, a disciple of the outer sect, although his cultivation is at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Realm, his strength is average.

"Don't worry about it, just follow me. Han Zilian ignored the other party, just staring at an iron plate in his hand.

There was a little light on the iron plate, and I couldn't understand what it meant.

Zhao Changfeng couldn't ask, his eyes were rolling, and then he smiled flatteringly, "What Senior Brother Han said is very true, with Senior Brother Han's strength, this mission doesn't need to be told to me at all, Senior Brother, you can complete it casually!"

"Even if the disciples of the other two sects come, when they see the realm strength of the senior brother, they can only hug their heads and run away, and they don't dare to say a word, we go on a mission with you, senior brother, it's too easy!"

Han Zilian was extremely comfortable by Zhao Changfeng's sycophant, and his chin couldn't help but rise.

"Although your kid is not very strong, he still has vision. Han Zilian pretended to pat Zhao Changfeng, but the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be hidden at all.

Zhao Changfeng saw Han Zilian like this, and hurriedly hit the railway while it was hot: "Senior brother, where are you talking, I'm just an outer disciple, where do you have any vision, it's all because of the momentum of the senior brother, except for the senior brother and the elder who hug the Yuan Realm, I can't find a second person who can beat the senior brother." ”

"Hahaha!" Han Zilian laughed, and his heart became fluttering.

"With Senior Brother's strength, this mission is so easy that we won't even need us!" Zhao Changfeng opened his mouth and continued.

Behind him, how could the other six people not see Zhao Changfeng patting his ass, and also echoed with a smile.

Han Zilian was even more proud in his heart, but he shook his head, "You, you're not all right. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the six people behind him, "Do you know why I'm so strong and want you to follow?"

"Do you want us to witness the overwhelming victory of Senior Brother for a while?" Zhao Changfeng exclaimed, pretending to be excited.

"Hahaha, you idiot!" Han Zilian scolded with a smile and said, "Of course not, I asked you to come with me to lay out the formation, and we came this time to use this set of formation diagrams to collect an item." ”

As he spoke, Han Zilian took out a set of array diagrams drawn with animal skins from the Qiankun bag.

"This formation diagram is an intermediate formation of the ground level, called the Eight Desolations of Prison, once urged, even if it is a strong person in the consummation realm of the Yuan Realm, he will not be able to leave!"

"It turned out to be an intermediate formation of the ground level!" Zhao Changfeng was surprised.

The Intermediate Formation of the Ground Rank can only be arranged by a mid-level Formation Master, and if it is a Formation Diagram, it needs a Senior Formation Master of the Ground Level to draw it.

I didn't expect that the sect would use such a strong formation in this mission!

"What kind of task is this, you actually need to use such a high-level formation diagram!" Before Zhao Changfeng could speak, someone behind him said in advance.

"It's a painting......" As soon as he said it, Han Zilian realized that something was wrong, and quickly changed his words, "This is not something you should know, do your own thing!"

Everyone shrank their heads, but their hearts were like kittens scratching their hearts, and they were curious.

Zhao Changfeng was annoyed in his heart, and secretly scolded the person who spoke just now for having no brains.

Now that the other party has reacted, he will definitely not be able to ask if he wants to ask again, so he can only find other ways.

It's just that he didn't say anything until he got to the place.

Staring at the point of light on the iron plate in his hand, Han Zilian walked to the door of the temple and said, "Okay, this is it." ”

When I looked up, I saw the stone door that had been opened.

"What's the matter, why did the stone gate open?" Han Zilian frowned.

"Could it be that the other two sect disciples are taking the lead?" Zhao Changfeng said tentatively.

With a cold snort, Han Zilian's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "No matter who it is, the things must be in hand, the remaining two disciples are about the same speed as us, and they must be here!"

"That's right, we can't let the disciples of the other two sects take the lead, with Senior Brother Han's strength, the thing must be ours!" Zhao Changfeng echoed.

Ignoring Zhao Changfeng, Han Zilian had a dark face and walked straight into the stone gate.

Walking into the stone gate, the inside was transparent, and eight mermaids entered, but they didn't see anyone else.

"Strange, why is there no one?" Han Zilian frowned and said to himself.

"Is it because they all hid when they saw Senior Brother Han coming?" Zhao Changfeng stepped forward and was about to pat himself again.

Ignoring Zhao Changfeng, Han Zilian walked to the picture, looked up and down, and then waved his hand and said: "Forget it, the task is important, hurry up and set up a formation diagram and take this painting away!"

As soon as the words fell, I heard several screams at the door.

But there were four people with masked faces, who appeared out of nowhere and directly shot and killed the four people.

Hearing the movement, Han Zilian looked over and frowned directly.

"Who are you waiting for, you dare to kill my three sect disciples!" Han Zilian said sharply.

One of the masked people stood up and said leisurely: "Bixia Sect came to collect that painting, but you still don't know who we are?"

Hearing this, Han Zilian's heart was shocked, "The other two sect disciples!"

The masked man had a smile in his eyes and shook his head, "We are not disciples of two sects. ”

"Hmph, except for the three sects, who knows the secret of the picture, I didn't expect you two sects to be sneaky people!"

"Say whatever you want. The man spread his hands, "But you Bixia Sect, you will definitely not be able to get this painting!"

"Do you think that if you kill those four people, you will be able to defeat us?" Han Zilian sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"How do you know if you don't try it?" The masked man held a branch in his hand and walked directly towards Han Zilian.

The remaining six people, each found their own opponent.

It's just that the remaining four people of the Bixia Sect are not the opponents of the masked man.

Especially if he is holding a branch in his hand, the branch in his hand will also emit thunder light, which is extremely powerful, even if Han Zilian holds the strength of the Yuan Realm in half a step, he is a little unstoppable.

Moments later, all four were captured.

"The Shadowless Sword Sect's Flying Sword Outside the Sky, good for your Sword Sect, you boast of being upright, and you still do these things of chickens and dogs behind your back!" Seeing the moves of one of the four masked people, one of the people who used the sword, Han Zilian shouted loudly.

"Brother Wang, what should we do now?" one of them asked the man holding the branch.

These four people are the four Wang Chuan who are the disciples of the Bixia Sect one step ahead.

As for the one who uses the flying sword outside the sky, it is naturally Chen Zixiao.

Hearing Yang Song's inquiry, Wang Chuan frowned and glanced at Han Zilian.

"Take one of you out and ask for all the useful news, and if one of you doesn't get it right, kill them all." ”

The three nodded, and each took one person away, leaving only Han Zilian alone.

"Hahaha, they don't know anything, shameless people of the Sword Sect, your abacus is still going to fail!" Han Zilian laughed.

Of the eight people, he was the only one who knew everything, except for the fact that he had just leaked his mouth and said something, and he didn't know anything else.

"I know. Wang Chuan took out a short knife from the Qiankun bag, "I just want us to talk alone." ”

With that, Wang Chuan walked in front of Han Zilian.

"I ask a question, you answer, if there is a mistake, I can't guarantee the consequences. ”

"You want to talk to me?

Hearing this, Wang Chuan raised his eyebrows and stabbed directly into the opponent's thigh.

The knife was drawn, bringing out a cloud of blood.

The pain made Han Zilian scream miserably.

"I don't want to hear any other answers. Wang Chuan stared at each other indifferently, "Where is this?"

Hearing this, Han Zilian endured the pain and said in shock: "You are not a disciple of the Three Sects, who are you!"

As soon as the words fell, the short knife stabbed again.

"This question, just to let you know, don't lie to me, and you didn't answer it just now. ”

There was another bloody hole in the leg, from which blood continued to flow.

Han Zilian gritted his teeth, and the pain made his forehead full of cold sweat.

"God Battlefield, this is God Battlefield!" Han Zilian almost gritted his teeth and said this.

Hearing this, Wang Chuan raised his eyebrows and spoke again, "Where is this?"

"Didn't you already ask? I said, this is the Battlefield of the Gods!"

"Whew!" another stab stabbed him in the thigh.

"Where is this?"

"God Battlefield, God Battlefield, I didn't lie to you, what I said is true!"

Seeing the other party's expression, Wang Chuan nodded with satisfaction.

"Very well, it looks like you already know the consequences of lying to me, so let's move on. Wang Chuan spread his hands and asked, "How many temples are there?"

Wang Chuan didn't believe that there was only this temple, a picture.

If this is the case, the Bixia Sect will not only send eight people of this strength to come, but will definitely send even more powerful people to fight.

Of course, there is some temptation in this.

Hearing Wang Chuan's previous words, Han Zilian only felt that the other party was extremely terrifying, and the aura on his body was also cold.

And the latter question directly dispelled his idea of wanting to lie.

If it weren't for the people of the Three Sects, how would they know that there were temples in other places besides here?

"One hundred and eight, there are also one hundred and eight pictures. ”

"Good. Wang Chuan smiled and didn't plunge the knife into the other party's thigh, "You Bixia Sect, what is the purpose of this painting?"

Frightened by Wang Chuan's question just now, Han Zilian did not have the slightest doubt, and thought that Wang Chuan was tempting, so he hurriedly spoke.

"Of course, I used the painting as a key, unlocked the seal, and obtained the treasure inside, but out of one hundred and eight paintings, only one is true!"

"Very good!" Wang Chuan smiled, pondered for a while, and asked, "Then how many paintings did you Bixia Sect get?"

Wang Chuan was not interested in knowing this question, but he believed that if the other two sects were here, they would definitely be interested.

And this also completely convinced Han Zilian that the other party must be a member of the Shadowless Sword Sect.

I asked so much earlier, just to know how many paintings my sect had gotten!