When the bell of the sacrificial ceremony symbolizing the mysterious Xiuzhen clan rang, the sky was already bright, and Xiao Qi released dozens of miles of six senses to perceive, and he was also forced to go back. He knew very well that such an unscrupulous release of his sense of knowledge, if he encountered a strong person, it would undoubtedly be self-destruction, which was also the reason why Xiao Qi had always suppressed his sense of awareness around the hall. If it hadn't been for those mysterious people who broke into last night and gave him hope of survival, he wouldn't have risked releasing his sense dozens of miles away.

After regaining his senses, Xiao Qi sighed, as if he had just risen the desire to escape, and was ruthlessly contained. He sensed the release last night, and he had already sensed the battle that had taken place at the exit of the canyon.... Although he had not yet perceived the final result, the probability of those people leaving alive was almost zero.

is just a glimmer of life, but it was ruthlessly killed in the cradle. Xiao Qi was very depressed and desperate, and when he looked back at the blank traces of the empty eye sockets, he couldn't bear to tell him about this ending. You must know that those people may be the last reliance on his recovery, if they are all destroyed, he, the one-pole young master of the former dynasty, will never have any chance of recovering the country.

Just as Xiao Qi was staring at the skeletal face without a trace, a golden light suddenly shot down from the window, right in the center of its shriveled eye socket. Originally, Xiao Qi didn't care, but the next moment, he was attracted to it.

I saw that the core of the eye socket seemed to absorb the golden light and turned into a point of light, and as the light rotated, it could scatter a more dazzling luster.

Could it be that the sight without a trace has been restored? It's just that no matter how you look at it, that point of light doesn't look like an eye. Despite this, Xiao Qi still had a hint of luck and gestured towards the traceless pen. With the small seven hand shape, the point of light was really moving, and it was also retracted and contracted, like a pupil retracting and retracting freely.

Traceless!

Xiao Qi patted the iron cage with excitement and asked, "Have you really recovered?"

But Traceless ignored its cries as always, and the light spots in the eye sockets were also extinguished at this time.

It seems that a scene has just happened, but Xiao Qi is hallucinating.

I know you're recovering, keep going, brother, I've always got your back.

Xiao Qi was full of confidence and made a gesture of encouragement to Wuji, whether he could sense himself or not now.

For the grotesque change of no trace, Xiao Qi has always been confused. He couldn't tell if Traceless was alive or dead now.

Sometimes he seems to be quite sensible, as if he is really living in front of him, and sometimes he seems to be a soulless shell.

Xiao Qi wanted to question the old devil, but the old thing was silent about it.

However, in Xiao Qi's heart, no matter whether he lives or dies without a trace, he is his good brother.

That will never change.

Xiao Qi stared at the almost ghost-like face of Traceless, and said with a long breath: "Brother, no matter what state you are in, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I swear that I will heal you."

Without a trace, there was still no feedback, completely lost his spiritual sense, and turned into a dried corpse.

Dada!

Just as Xiao Qi stared at the dry corpse face without a trace, the six senses keenly sensed that someone was approaching the main hall. The man's steps were very light, and they sounded very different from the heavy and dragging steps of a camel. Soon, Xiao Qi could determine that the person who came was not a camel, but a stranger. The footsteps went straight towards the temple gate, but before they could reach the door, they stopped.

Suddenly, Xiao Qi felt a momentum in his sense of oppression, and then his whole person was like an ice cave, and every sweat pore on his body was shivering. It was a kind of fear and helplessness when the fierce beast locked onto the prey, and Xiao Qi now knew that his sense of perception had been perceived by the other party, and he also launched a counterattack with his six senses.

This is the first time that Xiao Qi has suffered a counterattack from the Six Senses, that kind of terrifying deterrent, which instantly destroyed his self-confidence, and is still disintegrating his consciousness, accompanied by a sense of inexplicable dizziness....

Just when Xiao Qi was about to succumb to that kind of strong deterrence, another series of heavy and crappy footsteps came from far and near. This time, Xiao Qi is very sure that it is the camel himself. He came from far and near to stop opposite the man, and then Xiao Qi sensed a very shocking scene. The camel, which was extremely fierce, groveled before the man.

"Don't kill him yet.... There is still a use in keeping this seat."

"This time, you actually messed things up, and even left an immortal ancestor reincarnated, do you know how serious the consequences are...".

"Remember, I don't want another time, or you're going to be punished."

The mysterious man's tone was long, and every word was full of infinite majesty, which made the camel stick his head to the ground.

It seems that it was affected by the counterattack of the senses, and Xiao Qi heard that the words were incomplete, just some intermittent fragments of words.

Gradually... The mysterious man's footsteps were near and far, until he disappeared completely.

After that, the camel pushed the door and walked into the main hall with heavy steps, and his fierce gaze slid along the east side of the main hall for a week before landing on Xiao Qi's face. His cold eyes made Xiao Qi fear from the depths of his heart again. Every time a camel shot such a glare at him, he was treated inhumanely.