Yanzhou, Cloud Whale City.

"It's him!"

"It's really him, our great benefactor of Cloud Whale City!"

The streets and alleys of Cloud Whale City were already full of people at this time.

The panic caused by the sudden appearance of the mirage vanity vanished after everyone saw the face in the imaginary.

They recognized the figure in the virtual image, it was Li Yunsheng, who single-handedly relieved the trap of the Heavenly Punishment Great Array in Cloud Whale City that day.

"I've heard people say that Engong is going to take revenge on the enemy!"

"What kind of enemy? It's those dog thieves in Yan Prison!"

"What kind of grudge do you have against Yan Gong, who of you will tell me. ”

"Haven't you heard of Yan Prison and the Immortal Alliance encircling Qiushui with the Ten States Sect?"

"I've heard of it! You mean, Engong is a disciple of Qiushui?!"

"Do you know what Engong's other name in the Ten States is?"

"What?"

"Autumn water remnants. ”

"The remnants of Qiushui are Engong?!"

There are good things, and he has even guessed Li Yunsheng's whereabouts, and talked about the grudge between him and Yan Prison.

It shows that the encirclement and suppression of Qiushui by Yan Prison back then had a far-reaching impact on the hearts of the monks of the Ten Prefectures.

......

Cloud Whale City Tower.

Sang Xiaoman and Zhao Xuanjun stood side by side on the city tower.

"Do you want to hide this mirage first?"

Zhao Xuanjun crossed his arms and looked at the happy citizens downstairs in the city.

"Not necessarily. ”

Sang Xiaoman shook his head when he heard this.

"They've been holding in the shadow of the Mora Blood Demon for too long, and it's time for them to catch their breath. ”

She held her hand on the city wall and said with a relaxed expression.

"What if Yunsheng loses?"

Zhao Xuanjun looked at Sang Xiaoman with some concern.

"No matter who wins or loses this battle, it will be an exciting battle for the Ten State Monks. ”

Sang Xiaoman shook his head.

"Why?"

Zhao Xuanjun was puzzled.

"At a time when the blood demon is raging and the ten states are wailing all over the wilderness, the appearance of a peerless powerhouse will undoubtedly make them in despair regain hope again, after all, whether it is a junior brother or Yan Jun, both of them are at least still monks of the ten states. ”

Sang Xiaoman retracted his gaze as he spoke.

"But junior brother, he won't lose. ”

She then turned her head to look at Zhao Xuanjun and added.

"Just believe the?"

Zhao Xuanjun smiled when he heard this.

"Of course. The corners of Sang Xiaoman's mouth were hooked, and his eyes were firm: "He promised me." ”

Zhao Xuanjun just smiled and didn't speak this time.

"Have you read all the files I sent you the other day?"

Sang Xiaoman asked as he looked back at the mirage above his head.

"Dossier?" Zhao Xuanjun was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly frowned, "These are all secrets of your Sang family. ”

"Cousin, you're not an outsider. Sang Xiaoman shook his head, "The situation is unpredictable now, and there are more and more monks from the Ten Prefectures gathered in Yanzhou, I need your help to share some of it." ”

Although Zhao Xuanjun was skeptical of Sang Xiaoman's explanation, he finally nodded, "I have already read most of the files, and I also know about the current situation of the various state capitals in Yanzhou, but I can't grasp all the control methods of some runes and formations for the time being." ”

"There's no hurry. Sang Xiaoman said lightly, "You can ask Zhai Lao about the situation of the monks in various state capitals, now in addition to me, what they believe most is Zhai Lao, as for the talisman and formation, you don't know how to ask Beidou, he learns very quickly, and we have a few big talismans in the Sang family, he has almost mastered it." ”

"Then there's nothing wrong with that. ”

Zhao Xuanjun nodded when he heard this, but he always felt that something was wrong with Sang Xiaoman's arrangement.

"That's right. ”

He suddenly remembered something, and then asked curiously:

"I heard that a few days ago, a mad monk came to the Sang Family Ancestral Hall, and he injured a lot of disciples, what is the origin of this monk?"

Sang Xiaoman shook his head when he heard this, "It's just a crazy monk who cheats on eating and drinking, I just let people send him away." ”

Then she remained focused on the mirage above her head

Seeing Sang Xiaoman say this, Zhao Xuanjun didn't take this matter to heart anymore.

Gradually, his gaze began to be attracted by the ghost town that appeared in the mirage, as well as the Tower of Babel.

......

Abbot State, Dragon Palace.

Ao Jiewu sat on the roof with Tuoba Dry Tiller (Lu Canghuang).

The two of them drank each other, and looked up at the dome of Haotian Temple from time to time.

At this time, in the sky of the dome, there was also a scene of Li Yunsheng's sword galloping by.

Qiushui's sword flew into the Yan Prison again. ”

Tuoba Withered tiller took a sip of wine, and then said with great emotion.

"It's been a real person before, right?"

Ao Xie looked up at the sky and asked without looking back.

"Hmm. Tuoba Withering nodded, "That time, if it weren't for Chang Nian being controlled by the Heavenly Tribulation, I'm afraid that there would be no hell in the world." ”

"Respect Yunsheng, respect for constant thoughts. ”

"Respect for autumn water. ”

Ao Xie lowered his head, raised his wine glass and touched Tuoba Wither.

The two of them drank it all in one fell swoop.

But as they looked at the dome again, their brows suddenly furrowed at the same time, and they all stood up.

I saw that in the sky above the dome, a hole was suddenly cut, and three figures flew out of it, flying straight towards the position of the platform.

"Father, Sword Buddha senior?!"

Just as Tuoba Withering was wondering who had broken into the dragon clan at this time, Ao Jiewu suddenly exclaimed.

As the three figures got closer and closer, the two of them suddenly discovered that among the three people who flew down from the sky, two of them were the Dragon Emperor and the Sword Buddha, and the other was a beautiful woman.

"Wait, that girl looks a little familiar. ”

Tuoba Dry Tiller also found at this time that the woman who went down the road with the Dragon Emperor and the Sword Buddha seemed to have seen it somewhere.

"That's right, this woman is a disciple of Qiushui!"

When the three of them were about to come closer, Tuoba Withered Tiller finally remembered that this woman had surrounded and suppressed herself with other Qiushui disciples in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

Just as the two of them were stunned and confused, the Dragon Emperor Sword Buddha and the woman with a beautiful face stood in front of them.

"Father, Sword Buddha senior!"

Ao Xie hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

"Relieve your worries!"

The Dragon Emperor also stepped forward with emotion and patted Ao Jie's shoulder.

"Father, after you and the Sword Buddha seniors went to the Northern Underworld, there is no news. ”

Ao Xie anxiously wanted to know what happened to the two of them during this time.

The Dragon Emperor and the Sword Buddha glanced at each other, and then sighed at the same time.

"We were surrounded by strangers from outside the world in the North Underworld, and we almost gave these two old lives there. ”

The Dragon Emperor smiled bitterly, a look of shame.

"And how did you get out?"

Ao Xie asked as he asked, but his eyes fell on the woman behind the two.