"Wanxin!" As soon as Li Jun and Fan Sicong left, Yanzhi regained the emperor's prestige.

"The subordinates are here!" Wan Xin hurriedly said.

"Immediately arrange a team, no, three teams of guards to guard the prince's mansion layer by layer, all irrelevant people are driven out, be sure to ensure the safety of the flame wolf team, not a single bird can fly in, if there is any accident, come and see you." Yanzhi's words contain the domineering spirit of being an emperor and an unquestionable attitude.

"Subordinates obey!" Wan Xin hurriedly bowed down to receive the order, and then turned to leave.

Yan Zhi then looked at Yan Jie, who had already fainted in fright, and a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, just a trace, and then it was replaced by endless anger.

Just because of this bastard thing, he caused such a big disaster, implicated the entire royal family, and now also implicates the ninth son, and even dragged Fan Sicong's disciples into the water, although the arrest department and the inspection department are formed by the royal family, they are under the supervision of the Holy Sect, at this moment, who dares to show favoritism?

On the surface, only two people were implicated, but the style of the Holy Sect has always been to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, how could it be that just two people will inevitably implicate a large number of people to accompany the funeral.

The more Yan Zhi thought about it, the more angry he became, and shouted loudly: "Come on, take this rebel to the prison and put him in prison, and then deal with it after everything is clear." ”

Two guards walked out on the side, stepped forward to pick up the unconscious Yan Jie, and dragged him down roughly.

Li Jun followed Fan Sicong to the front of the magnificent building, this is an ancient building with a unique flavor, in the middle of the bustling Yanyang City, a huge tower-shaped building, standing impressively in the center, the top of the tower, the green tile and golden eaves, shining light, giving people a solemn and magnificent feeling, showing the authority of the Holy Sect.

Above the vermilion gate, hang a gilded plaque, on the Holy Sect Yanyang City Headquarters, the font is very atmospheric, like a silver hook iron painting, the pen is strong, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, giving people a sense of majesty that cannot be blasphemed and offended.

There was a team of warriors wearing Holy Sect uniforms on duty at the door, and when they saw Fan Sicong, they all lowered their heads to show respect!

Fan Sicong didn't pause at all, and walked into the gate, Li Jun sighed in his heart, the Holy Sect is worthy of being the biggest force in the Cang Realm, and most of the entire Yanyang City is built around the Holy Sect headquarters, which shows that the Holy Sect's control over the Cang Realm is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface!

Fan Sicong took Li Jun straight to the giant tower and the like, instead of going up, he went down the spiral steps, and there were some glowing crystals inlaid on both sides of the steps, emitting a soft fluorescence, although it was not bright, but it made the steps clearly visible!

Li Jun stopped, a little suspicious in his heart, generally strong people live at the top to show their majesty, but this old glass is taking him down, could it be that he wants to pit him?

After Fan Sicong realized it, he turned his head and smiled: "Captain Li doesn't need to worry, the top of the tower is a place for high-level personnel of the Holy Sect to handle affairs, and several of my senior brothers and masters are all cultivating in the very deep underground, which is extremely special, and the people above are not qualified to go down." ”

Although Li Jun was puzzled when he heard this, his face did not show the slightest emotion, and out of confidence in his own strong strength, he nodded and followed Fan Sicong to continue walking.

After the tea time, the further down Li Jun went, the more pressure he felt around him, and the aura seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

He became more and more suspicious in his heart, until Li Jun was about to hold back his voice, and they came to a closed stone door.

At this time, the pressure was still extremely great, Li Jun muttered to himself in his heart, such a huge pressure was definitely beyond the limit that the body of the mortal martial artist could bear, and the mortal martial artist would definitely be crushed into pulp by the huge force when he came here!

No wonder this old glass said that the rest of the Flame Wolf Squad can't come, it's really a bit strange, it can't be the trap of the old glass, right? If he dares to deceive me, I'll kill him first!

Fan Sicong stretched out his hand to push open the stone door, looking a little difficult, Li Jun touched the stone door with some curiosity, it was extremely hard to start, the pressure here is so great, but these stones can withstand it, it is really strange.

As the stone door was pushed open halfway, there was a huge stone room inside, there were ten platforms of different sizes in the stone room, and on the largest stone platform in the middle, there was a middle-aged man with silver hair, his face was as hard as a knife and an axe, and he was wearing an ordinary white robe.

There were four people in each of the two handfuls, and a total of eight people were all sitting on a stone platform, closing their eyes and cultivating.

After the stone door was pushed open, Li Jun followed Fan Sicong into the stone room, feeling more pressure, knowing that they were using this pressure to temper their flesh while cultivating, and the effect must be several times better than that of the outside world, except for a few stone platforms, there was nothing special!

At this time, the nine people inside also slowly opened their eyes, and the silver-haired middle-aged man in the middle, after seeing Li Jun beside Fan Sicong, his eyes flashed, and he asked in a slightly surprised tone: "Sicong, the selection is over? Who is this person? Why did you bring it here?"

Obviously, the silver-haired middle-aged man in the middle is Yan Wuji, one of the Twelve Heavenly Kings, the real person behind the scenes of the Yan Dynasty, the strongest person!

And the eight people on both sides are the other eight disciples of Yan Wuji!

Fan Sicong hurriedly took a few steps forward, and saluted respectfully: "Master, the selection competition has ended, and the disciple is selecting a cultivable Tianjiao, this person's name is Li Jun, he is a demon with talents, and his strength is unfathomable, he wants to see you in trouble, the disciple's strength is low, and he is not one of his enemies, so I have to bring him to see you." ”

The nine people in the stone room all looked shocked when they heard this, wasn't they the enemy of the same group?

As a disciple of the Heavenly King, although Fan Sicong is the youngest disciple, he is also a powerhouse in the Chaoyuan Realm, so he is not the enemy of the One?

The young man named Li Jun in front of him is only afraid that his strength is not weaker than that of Shizun Yan Tianwang!

Yan Wuji's gaze fell on Li Jun, and he was also extremely surprised in his heart, how could he have such strength at such an age?

Just when Li Jun was a few people, Yan Wuji looked at Li Jun and asked, "Little friend Li Jun, I don't know what happened to come to find the old man?"

"Oh! You are the King of Yantian, it's not a big deal, I'm just here to seek justice! What kind of scattered yuan grass did your junior use to fascinate all my people, and even want to defile my two women and my disciples together, what do you say about this?" Li Jun didn't have the slightest consciousness to meet the big man, his demeanor was calm, and his tone was extremely casual.

The disciples suddenly felt a little resentful in their hearts, feeling that Li Jun didn't know how to be polite, and there was no respect in his words, but since the master had not spoken, they didn't dare to speak out.

Yan Wuji didn't say anything, his questioning eyes fell on Fan Sicong, Fan Sicong suddenly tightened, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he hurriedly bowed down and told what had happened.

Yan Wuji and the disciples looked at each other after hearing this, not only shocked by Li Jun's strength, but also speechless at Li Jun's fuss.

For those of them who have lived for hundreds or thousands of years, this matter is indeed just a small matter, can they directly find the Heavenly King Theory for this matter?

What kind of person is the Yan Heavenly King? How can you come to him directly for such a trivial matter, if everyone is like this, where is the majesty of the Yan Heavenly King?

However, Yan Wuji didn't mean to be angry at all, but instead smiled and said, "I don't know what Li Jun Xiaoyou, what do you want the old man to do?"

"If you fight with me, this matter will be written off!" Li Junyun said lightly.

The disciples of the Yan Heavenly King suddenly had angry faces, and even some of them were short-tempered, and they suddenly stood up and wanted to try if Li Jun was as powerful as Fan Sicong said.

Yan Wuji smiled, waved his hand and said to the others: "You guys go out first, the old man and Li Jun Xiaoyou have something to say!"

The disciples were stunned when they heard this, although their faces were full of resentment, they did not dare to disobey Yan Wuji's meaning, and then they got up and quickly exited the stone room, and closed the door of the stone room.

"Yan Tianwang, what do you mean by this?" Li Junhu doubted.

"Li Jun Xiaoyou, the old man can see that your physical strength is extremely strong, and your strength is not as weak as the old man, if you and I fight here, it will inevitably destroy the city above, and countless innocent people will be implicated, or bluntly say that the real purpose of your coming here is that there is no need to twist and turn!" Yan Wuji said with a smile.

Old treacherous and cunning, as the old saying goes, is true!

Li Jun sneered, walked not far from Yan Wuji, jumped onto the stone platform, and said lightly after sitting on the stage: "Actually, there is nothing special, I just want to find you to solve the doubts in my heart." ”

Yan Wuji said with a smile: "Oh, what does Li Jun Xiaoyou want to know?" But it doesn't hurt to say it, as long as the old man knows, he will definitely not hide it." ”

"I've always heard that the Holy King Yun Jinglong has extraordinary talent and unparalleled strength, I don't know where Yun Jinglong is at this time?" Li Jun asked with his head sideways.

"Saint King Yun Jinglong, he's not in the Cang Realm!" Yan Wuji said.

"It's not in the Cang Realm, what does it mean, and where are the Tianjiao selected by your Holy Sect sent?" Li Jun had some guesses in his heart, but he couldn't be sure yet.

Yan Wuji asked with a strange face, "Li Jun Xiaoyou, do you know how this Cang Realm person came to be, how did the name of Cang Realm come about, and why is there only one Holy Sect in Cang Realm?"

Li Jun muttered mentally, I don't know how I came to the Cang Realm, and it has only been a few years since I came to the Cang Realm, so how did the ghost know how the name of the Cang Realm came about?

Li Jun frowned slightly: "Why should the Yan Heavenly King sell Guanzi!"

Yan Wuji's face was cautious and said: "The old man can tell Li Jun Xiaoyou, but you can know it, and this matter should not be spread outside, so as not to cause panic and cause unnecessary trouble!"

Li Jun's heart was even more puzzled, he didn't know why Yan Wuji was so cautious? Could it be that there was any secret in the Cang Realm that could not be told to anyone? And once this secret was leaked out, it would cause panic in the entire Cang Realm!

However, since Yan Wuji was willing to tell him, it shouldn't be a top secret, but he just couldn't let most people know!

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