In the magnificent underground palace, the Holy Lord seems to have been sitting quietly for a hundred years.

Under the throne, Zhang Linchuan and Lu Yan stood on the side, and the atmosphere was a little ...... At swords' points.

At least the rabbit bone-faced man standing behind Zhang Linchuan looked frightened and didn't dare to breathe.

A person wearing a dragon bone mask stood in the lower position, but the person was in the middle line, neither biased towards Zhang Linchuan nor Lu Yan, and only opposite the Holy Lord on the throne.

Standing with him was a man wearing a monkey bone mask.

Lu Yan closed his eyes with only the whites of his eyes, and said with compassion: "The plague lurks, gestations, and grows in ordinary people, and then suddenly detonates, directly touching the transcendental, a consummation! This is something that has been planned for a long time, but now it is so much worse. Zhang Linchuan, what are you doing if you want to take command? Even the magic weapon left by the rat face has been used, does it stop at the current effect?"

"It was the Holy Lord who set off the plague bell in advance. What do you mean...... Is it the Holy Lord's fault?"

In the face of Elder Lu Yan's accusation, Zhang Linchuan was completely fearless. It can be seen that since the battle of Maple Grove City, his status within the White Bone Daoist Sect has made a great leap.

"What does it have to do with the Holy Lord? It's because you don't use people well. When she was in Maple Grove City, she acted with Rat Face and Dog Face, but the stronger Rat Face and Dog Face died, but she survived. How could you be stupid enough to give her such trust?"

"Doesn't this just show that she has a strong ability to save her life?" Zhang Linchuan's response was neither salty nor light: "I also take this into account." ”

"You don't give me strong words!" Lu Yan said angrily: "Don't you dare to kill you when the old man does?"

"Of course you dare! You just kill me in front of the Holy Lord!" Zhang Linchuan also seemed to be really angry, and no longer maintained the peace: "Anyway, under your 'wise' layout, the White Bone Dao has been completely defeated in Fenglin City, and the high-level ones who died in battle, and those who were chased and killed, withered as promised. I don't care about dying another emissary!"

"You!" Lu Yan was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"What am I? Yes, to guide the development of the plague, such an important matter should not be put in charge of the weak. But who can move? Your layout has taken Zhuang Chengqian to the next level and allowed Du Ruhui to get rid of the shackles. With Du Ruhui at the end of the world, can you move, or can I move?"

Lu Yan gritted his teeth for a long time, turned around with hatred, looked at the dragon bone face and said, "Dragon face, what do you say?"

Among the twelve bone faces of the White Bone Dao, the rat face is the first of the twelve bone faces, purely in terms of combat power, but the dragon face is the strongest one among them.

Of the twelve white-faced ones, he was the only one who knocked open the inner house.

Regardless of strength, in the realm, it can be compared with Zhang Linchuan.

Therefore, compared to other white-faced people, his status is faintly more transcendent. It's just that I've been in retreat for a long time, and I don't do much outside, so I'm not as notorious as other white-faced people.

Lu Yan's question seems to be to make Long Mian stand in line with a clear attitude, and he also complains that his people are often in retreat, so that no one in the sect can use it.

And although Zhang Linchuan is poking at Lu Yan's sore spot, the battle of Fenglin City has passed, and even if the Holy Lord no longer understands the world, there is no possibility of turning over the old accounts at this time. So this sore spot is actually not painful or itchy.

There were many twists and turns, and the monkey bone-faced man standing on the side of the dragon face had a flickering look in his eyes, but he didn't say a word.

"Second Elder. Long Mian's voice was full of anger: "Why don't we kill Du Ruhui? It also saves you from being afraid that you don't even dare to come out of the underground palace." ”

Lu Yan: ......

Du Ruhui is a third-grade god realm powerhouse, looking at the strongest combat power of the entire white bone now, he Lu Yan is a fourth-grade outer realm. The White Bone Messenger, the Holy Maiden, and the Dragon Face, the three inner realms.

As for the strength of the Holy Lord......

The White Bone Venerable God "awakened" in the body of the White Bone Daozi, and the combat power that he could exert was inevitably far stronger than when he could only shoot through the air through the brand.

However, how much can be played is another mystery.

What is even more obvious is that the Holy Lord himself will never easily unravel the "mystery".

In other words, if you want to set up a game to kill Du Ruhui, you can only rely on a few of them.

How to kill?

That's still Du Ruhui, who has the supernatural power of the end of the world! Two or three god-like powerhouses may not be able to keep him.

However, looking at Long Mian's high-spirited and combative eyes, Lu Yan knew that he was not joking, nor was he trying to sarcastically mock anyone. That's what he really thinks.

Reckless ......

Thinking of this, Lu Yan even forgave the second elder he shouted.

Who doesn't know that there is only one elder in the White Bone Dao now? It is ironic to emphasize the order of the second elder. As for the remaining one or two, they are probably people like Longmian or Pig Noodles......

"Ahem. Seeing that Lu Yan was speechless, Zhang Linchuan coughed and said, "Put aside Du Ruhui's matter first." Now it is the Lord's plan that is the most urgent. The Holy Lord will use the plague that ravages a country to refine it into the incarnation of the plague and achieve the holy body of white bones. Now it's triggered in advance, it's not satisfactory, so what's the matter?"

Lu Yan snorted coldly: "It's not the position you chose, the manpower you sent?"

"Look. Zhang Linchuan spread his hands: "I have to go back to the question of why no one is available for me." ”

The two of them are here, you push and I shove, like two green skins on the street, one by one, "You come here". It looks violent, but it's all boring.

The saint was not in the underground palace directly, and she didn't know where she was busy with something. Since Maple Grove City, these people seem to be further apart.

Long Mian looked up, and the Holy Lord was still sitting upright, expressionless and speechless. No one knows if he's listening.

The Holy Lord has no attitude, and he will not have an attitude towards it.

"Monkey face, rabbit face. The keel-faced man said, "Come near." ”

The Monkey Bone Mask was already standing beside him, so his words were mainly aimed at the Rabbit Bone Mask.

Rabbit Face glanced at Zhang Linchuan with some horror.

Zhang Linchuan nodded slightly, and she moved a few steps to the keel-faced man uneasily.

"I ask you. Pig noodles are dead. ”

The Dragonbone-Faced Man paused for a moment and continued, "Of the twelve, he is the craziest and the most stupid. But only he really treats you as brothers and sisters. Don't you feel sorry for him at all?"

The rabbit-faced man shrunk his neck and didn't dare to make a sound.

The more he looked like this, the more annoying Long Mian became, but he finally knew that this woman was now Zhang Linchuan's faction. The Holy Lord still needs to borrow these people now, and if he doesn't want to spoil the Holy Lord's plans, he has to endure first.

However, the monkey-faced man was silent for a while, and then said, "Only three of us have died out of the twelve. ”

He looked at the dragon bone mask: "Brother Long." You say that if I am sad one by one, can I be sad?"

The keel-faced person was speechless for a while!

Lu Yan closed his eyes, his face was gloomy, and he couldn't see his mind clearly.

Zhang Linchuan even hid all his expressions under the mask, only a pair of eyes with difficult emotions.

Everyone in this underground palace hall has a face and a mood.

No one knows what they really think.

It is as great as the Holy Lord, and who dares to say that he truly understands His will?

......

That's when it happened.

The Holy Lord, who was sitting upright, spoke indifferently.

"It's time. He said.

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