"In fact, it was none other than the three of them who destroyed the Ming Spirit Ministry. Zhu Rong's voice was a little lower.

Even if he has a conflict with the co-worker, he absolutely does not want to see such a thing happen.

"This can't be!" Contrary to the low Zhu Rong, the voice of the co-worker suddenly became extremely high-pitched.

But it was only a moment, and the voice of the co-worker also became muffled.

Since Zhu Rong put this matter in front of him, it is enough to show that Zhu Rong already has full certainty and evidence.

Sure enough, in the next moment, Zhu Rong's voice sounded again.

"If it weren't for the fact that Candle Yin and Di Jiang personally went to the place where the Ming Spirit Department was destroyed, and joined forces to reflect the past with the method of going back to time and space, I can't believe that it would be Gonggong Shui Meng who did it!"

"I've wondered if there will be someone who is proficient in illusions, pretending to be a co-worker and a trio, trying to provoke infighting among my Wu clan. ”

"But Candle Yin and Di Jiang have both confirmed that it is Gonggong Shuimeng who is doing it!" Zhu Rong looked at Gonggong, his eyes full of sincerity.

"Gonggong, although there are some contradictions between you and me, it is just a personal grudge between you and me, and it has nothing to do with the entire Wu clan. ”

"I hope you can find out to them in time, and then you and I will adjudicate this matter as soon as possible. ”

"Now whether it is the Ministry of Zhurong or the Ministry of Communism, they are all insisting on their own words, and the feelings are raging, if this matter cannot be resolved as soon as possible, it will inevitably cause a catastrophe. ”

"Gonggong Shuimeng......" Gonggong's face showed a look of shock, "What if I told you that the three of them have fallen on the bank of the Yangtze River now?"

The words of the co-workers are full of bitterness.

"It was the three of them who fell on the banks of the Yangtze River that woke me up from my state of retreat. ”

The Yangtze River has been thoroughly refined by the Gonggong, and the Gonggong Water has self-exterminated themselves on the edge of the Yangtze River, as if they were self-exterminating themselves in front of the Gonggong.

"What!" Listening to Gonggong's words, at this moment, Zhu Rong couldn't help but lose his voice, and involuntarily fell on Gonggong's suspicious eyes.

"Could there be such a coincidence?"

"Please go to the candle yin and the Dijiang, let's go to the bank of the Yangtze River!" Gonggong's eyes showed a cold look, "I want to see who is plotting against our Wu clan in the dark!"

......

"Is it Brother Yun Dao?" When Yun Zhongjun set off from West Kunlun, all the way to the West Sea, passing through the famous mountain, a dreamlike voice sounded in Yun Zhongjun's mind, and the dense mist in the mountain diffused out.

"Who?" Yun Zhongjun's heart suddenly moved, and then stopped.

This means of transmitting sound really makes him have an indescribable sense of familiarity.

"Sure enough, it's Brother Yundao. Listening to Yun Zhongjun's response, in the dense mist, the voice suddenly became excited.

Then a chubby ball-like figure loomed through the mist.

"Meng Zi has seen Brother Yundao. This fat Taoist named Meng Zi saluted Yun Zhongjun and pinched a seal on his hand.

"It turned out to be a Taoist friend of the Dream Tapir clan, didn't I know what was important for my friend to stop me?" Yun Zhongjun's gaze suddenly froze, and a feeling of uneasiness appeared in his heart.

His dream tapir clan was united by the organization called Infernal Affairs.

As the most hated organization of the Wu clan between the current heaven and earth, Infernal naturally has its own style of acting - for the sake of safety, the members of the Infernal will never meet easily, and when anyone wants to see whom, they will only leave a signal in the secret realm, and then choose a safe place to ensure that there will be no danger, and then they will show up to meet each other.

An action like this when a dream tapir directly appeared to stop Yun Zhongjun was unprecedented in the Infernal Organization.

"I took the liberty of stopping Brother Yun Dao this time, I really have something to ask for!" Meng Zi looked at Yun Zhongjun with an unparalleled look of expectation on his face.

"In order to be able to find the Infernal Daoist, I left a dream mist in the three hundred and forty-eight places around me. ”

"It just so happened that Brother Yun Dao passed through the fog of this dream, and it can be seen that the sky is endless. Before Yun Zhongjun could ask questions, Meng Zi had already taken the initiative to tell the reason why he found Yun Zhongjun - he was like looking for a needle in a haystack, leaving behind the dream mist unique to the Dream Tapir clan in more than 300 places, and any person from the Infernal Organization would be aware of it if he touched those dream fogs.

"Meng Daoyou still said what was going on. Yun Zhongjun sighed. "If it's too difficult, then I can only say that I am powerless. ”

He always had a feeling that the changes in front of him were quite likely to be related to the luck in his body—otherwise, how could he directly crash into the dream fog laid by him?

The vast world of the desolate world, from the West Kunlun Dao and the West Sea, is even more huge, and the more than 300 dream fogs left by Meng Zi sound like a lot, but in fact, compared with this huge area, it is not even a millet in the sea, but on the contrary, Yun Zhongjun hit it impartially.

"This matter is very difficult for us and other dream tapirs, but for Brother Yundao, it can be said that it is within reach. The chubby Meng Zidao said with a smile - the person who came was Yun Zhongjun, which could be said to be a supreme surprise for him.

"Please Brother Yun Dao help me bring a letter, and I will say that the Innate Divine Dream Chenjun has chosen the side of the Wu Clan. Speaking of this, the joy on Meng Zidao's face suddenly converged.

"Meng Chenjun?" Listening to Meng Zi's words, the corners of Yun Zhongjun's eyes couldn't help jumping.

The Dream Tapir clan is proficient in illusions, going back and forth between dreams, formless and phaseless, leaving no traces, their illusions, even if they appear in front of the Wu clan, those witches may not be able to find that what is in front of them is not their own clan, but the cultivators of the Dream Tapir clan.

This is also the reason why the Infernal Organization is against the Wu Clan, and the Wu Clan is at a loss for the Infernal Organization.

But with the addition of Meng Chenjun, it is completely different.

Meng Chenjun is an innate sacred, and the authority he holds is the dream realm of living beings, the distinction between fiction and reality, and the distinction between reality and illusion.

When it comes to positive combat effectiveness, this Meng Chenjun's strength can only be regarded as a third-rate among the innate saints, but when it comes to the subtlety of the illusion and the mystery of coming and going, this Meng Chenjun is definitely one of the top people in this desolate world.

The most important thing is that the Dream Tapir clan, as the elves born in the dream realm, can be said to be restrained by Meng Chenjun in front of the innate divine who is in charge of the dream realm.

Don't say that Meng Chenjun personally took action, just the order condensed by Meng Chenjun's wisp of qi is enough to greatly reduce the strength of the Meng Tapir clan, and ten percent of the strength can only be exerted seventy percent.

And now, this Mengchenjun has chosen the Wu Clan, and the threat to the Dream Tapir Clan and this Infernal Organization can be imagined.

Not subject to others, just the fact that Meng Chenjun condensed countless orders with his own qi and then spread them to the Wu clan between heaven and earth, and those dream tapirs who didn't know anything about it, wanted to use magic to hide from the sky and the sea as before, and borrow the space channel of the Wu clan to travel between heaven and earth, it was equivalent to throwing themselves into a net!

In this way, the entire Dream Tapir Clan, the entire Infernal Organization, will collapse.

"No wonder Meng Zi doesn't even care about the rules of infernal affairs, and he has to block the road to ask for help!" Yun Zhongjun's mood also raised.

For the Infernal Organization, he has invested both sufficient resources and great effort.

If the Infernal Organization was to be destroyed because of this, then whether it was the cultivation methods of the various races that Yun Zhongjun had taken out, or the effort that Yun Zhongjun had put in guiding those cultivators to comprehend the stars and condense the Star Killing Divine Sword, it would all be in vain.

Of course, Yun Zhongjun couldn't let this happen.

"What's going on, please tell me more about it. Yun Zhongjun sank his mind, directly broke through the mountains under his feet, and then sank into the leylines with his consciousness.

In terms of attainments in dreams and illusions, Meng Chenjun, the innate sacred, is only higher than Meng Zi, and these dream fogs arranged by Meng Zi can be hidden from those witches, but they may not be able to hide from Meng Chenjun, the innate sacred.

I can't say, when Meng Zi arranged these dream fogs, Meng Chenjun was already aware of them, and then he could leave these dream fogs as bait for fishing.