If that's the case, that's exactly right...... In fact, among the members of the Impermanence Alliance, they only recognize masks and not people...... Even if you know that the members under the mask have changed, as long as the mask is not destroyed, you will still default to the identity of the person who replaced you...... Moreover...... Because the alliance strictly prohibits members from divulging their identities to each other...... Therefore, it is even more difficult to be found when it comes to substitutions......" Lomon Yin said with a smile on his face, but his words were intermittent and he looked quite weak.

But I saw an extremely fine black mist, slowly flowing out of its shoulder, like a water weed, swaying in the air.

"Liu Daoyou, this remnant soul of mine is almost supported...... If you can't hold it anymore, if you still have any problems...... Just ask......" The little black man turned his head and glanced at the black mist on his shoulder, and said with a wry smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, a wisp of black mist began to escape from his calf.

"I don't have anything more to ask. If you still have any wishes, just say it, and I will not shirk what I can. Han Li looked at Lomon Yin Soul and shook his head.

Lomont looked up at the sky and muttered:

"What you asked for before, you can do it...... Don't dare, there are other extravagant hopes...... If my Luo clan can prosper again one day, the rest of my wish is enough......"

As its voice gradually weakened, its figure gradually distorted and blurred, turning into wisps of black qi and rising into the air, and finally completely dissipating between heaven and earth.

Han Li looked at the void where Luo Meng's Yin Soul had disappeared, and he was a little stunned, this bond that had been inherited from the depths of his bloodline could not help but move him.

After a while, he came back to his senses, grabbed the palm of his hand, and took the bull head mask.

This time the mask did not blur, but honestly fell into his hands.

Han Li's gaze condensed slightly, looking at the strange lines on his mask, and he fell into deep thought again.

......

Half a month later.

Thousands of miles away from Umeng Island, leaden gray clouds covered the entire sky, and the wind blew on the surface of the sea, setting off huge waves.

Like a sharp sword, a cyan streamer passed through the waves, splitting them in half and splashing countless pearl-like silver waves.

In the blue light was a tall man in a green robe, with a dark blue bull head mask on his face, and he couldn't see the face below, but his eyes were shining through the holes in the mask.

This person was none other than Han Li, who had gone to Sea Banyan Island in place of Lo Meng.

Dozens of miles in front of him, on the surface of the sea, there floated a circular island no more than a mile in circumference, which looked like a green lotus leaf swaying slightly with the undulation of the waves, which was the destination of his trip.

Han Li slowed down and flew closer for more than ten miles, and Xiao Dao's appearance became clearer and clearer.

I saw that there were many banyan trees growing on the island, the branches were luxuriant, verdant, the huge canopy was next to each other, covering the entire island, and countless adult arm-thick branches were stacked on top of each other, intertwined into a thick cyan wooden wall.

On these dense side branches, there are countless slender lateral roots, some of which have penetrated into the soil, and some of which have fallen into the seawater, densely connected together, looking like the beards of old people.

Han Li flew to the Sea Banyan Island, hovered, and looked towards the island, and saw that the ground of the island was full of gray-white bird droppings, but there was no trace of half a seabird in the forest.

Moreover, there was no sound in his ears except for the "whining" of the sea breeze through the branches, and the whole island seemed unusually quiet.

At this moment, a somewhat cold voice suddenly sounded in Han Li's ears:

"Jiao Fifteen, since you're here, why don't you land on the island?"

Han Li was slightly surprised in his heart, because Fang Cai's voice did not come from the island, but from the mask he was wearing on his face.

He then moved and flew down towards the island.

The soil on the island was very soft, and if you stepped on it, it would sink into a pothole, so Han Li was so deep and shallow that he passed through the gap in the dense forest and came to the middle of the island.

In the center of the island, there is a huge sea banyan tree that is hugged by three people, and the hanging side roots around its main trunk have been cut down, clearing a relatively spacious clearing.

There were several figures in the clearing, sitting or standing around the trunks of the trees.

Han Li's gaze swept away, and the first glance fell on a red-robed man sitting directly in front of the Sea Banyan Tree.

The man wore a crimson dragon-headed mask with many strange runes carved on it, and the number "three" was also engraved in strange characters at the center of the mask's eyebrows.

"Jiaosan"

Han Li's heart moved, and he was silent.

The man wearing the dragon head mask just glanced at Han Li casually and then withdrew his gaze, not showing the slightest hint of wanting to talk to him.

Han Li naturally didn't pay attention to it, but instead looked at the other people with a glance.

I saw one of them with a slight bow, wearing a wide purple robe, and a blue sheep's head mask on his head, on which was engraved with the character "nine".

He had been half-squatting on the ground, staring at the ground, not knowing what he was looking at, and he didn't mean to look up at Han Li at all.

Not far from him, a tall man in a blue tiger head mask was standing, but he nodded slightly at him.

Han Li didn't speak, his eyes looked at the number "One Six" on his forehead, and he nodded slightly.

On the left side of the tree trunk, there was a woman dressed in a gauze skirt and wearing an owl mask, her graceful body leaning against the sea banyan tree, her slender arms wrapped around her chest, and she looked slightly sideways at Han Li, and the number on her mask was "Twenty-One".

Behind him, on the other side of the sea banyan tree, there was a head wearing a dark blue falcon mask engraved with the word "two-five" poked out, glanced up and down at Han Li, and then took it back.

On a horizontal branch on the right side of the banyan tree, there is also an emaciated figure hanging upside down, wearing an ape mask on its face, on which is engraved a "eight" figure.

Seeing Han Li looking at him, the man's two earthy yellow eyes also wandered around through the holes in the mask, and they also looked at Han Li.

And below this person, there is also a thin man in a blue robe and a bear mask, sitting in a precarious position, closing his eyes and recuperating.

The center of the eyebrows on his mask is engraved with the word "one three".

I don't know if it was because of the rules of the Impermanence Alliance, or for some other reason, everyone didn't say anything to talk, even the red-robed man with the three masks on his head didn't say half a word to the others.

Seeing this, Han Li also picked a place to sit down, closed his eyes and breathed.

And so on is eight days.

During this time, no one came, and none of those who were present spoke, nor did anyone leave.

The atmosphere was indescribably weird.

Until the early morning of the eighth day, when the first rays of sunlight on the sea surface hit the island, the red-robed man who had been sitting quietly in front of the banyan tree raised his head slightly and stood up from the ground.

A slightly stiff voice came from under the Jiaoshou mask:

"It's ...... time"

When everyone heard this, they all stood up from the ground, and the emaciated man wearing an ape mask who had been staying on the trunk of the tree immediately jumped down from it.

At this moment, a streamer of light suddenly escaped from the island, falling straight down from the sky like a boulder and smashing on the island.

The whole island shook violently, and all the branches shook violently.

I saw that where the light disappeared, a burly figure wearing a wild boar mask was revealed.

As soon as he landed on the island, he rushed towards the center of the island, and he did not dodge or avoid along the way, and the branches and roots he encountered were directly broken by him.

Coming to everyone, after this person glanced around, he opened his throat and shouted, "Which one is Jiaosan?"

After saying that, his gaze swept towards the people present without hesitation, and finally landed on the red-robed man wearing the mask of the dragon's head.

"It turns out that you are Jiaosan. Hurry up and announce the mission, I still have important things to do after the success. The man in the boar mask looked each other up and down and said loudly.

"Jiao thirty-two, you're late. The red-robed man looked at the burly man and said indifferently.

"It's not even half a pillar of incense, it's worth mentioning? Hurry up and get down to business, don't waste time. The burly man waved his hand and said impatiently.

Han Li stood aside, but his heart suddenly jumped for no reason, and he subconsciously took a step back from the back.

The next moment, a surprising scene appeared.

A layer of red light suddenly lit up around the red-robed man's body, and a red flame rose up with a "whew", wrapping his body, and a wave of blazing air suddenly burst out from his body, forcing everyone around him to retreat.

But he saw that his figure leaned forward suddenly, and his palms and fingers were like knives, and he stabbed at the chest of the burly man wearing a wild boar mask.

Facing the red-robed man's attack without warning, the burly man reacted extremely quickly, took a step back, and quickly sealed his hands in front of him, and a layer of white light suddenly lit up on the surface of his body.

At the same time, an octagonal white crystal shield also appeared in front of him.

I saw that the shield was covered with prismatic patterns, and the surface was lit up with a layer of dazzling white light, from which there were bursts of law fluctuations.

Although it was only a hasty response, Han Li found that this law fluctuation seemed to be a few points stronger than the previous Cold Hill Fluctuation.

Just listen to a muffled "poof".

There was no violent collision as expected, and there was no powerful momentum as imagined, the two just exchanged blows, and the winner was instantly separated.

Everyone was horrified to see that Jiao San's palm had penetrated the octagonal crystal shield and pierced straight into the burly man's heart.

White smoke was rising from the breach in his chest, and the surrounding muscles had been burned into a liquid state, dripping like ignited grease.

"Failure to comply with the order, delay in reporting, and cancel the membership of the Jiao 32 Impermanent Alliance. Jiao San slowly withdrew his palm and said indifferently.

As soon as his words fell, the runes on the burly man's face brightened, and with a "bang" it shattered, turning into a piece of powder and dissipating into the air.

What emerged from under the mask was a hideous face with wide eyes and a wide open mouth, which seemed to be unable to believe that he could not even block the other party's blow, and was killed in such an instant.