Jun Mo took the jade slip, raised his eyebrows and said, "Wanxianmen Zeng Jiuhe is dead?"

Jun Mo didn't have much reverence for the old man who knocked on the door of the Divine Journey Realm under the pretense of strange and obscene skills, he and Huangfu Youyan have known each other since childhood, and they also admired Huangfu Youyan who supported the burden of the huge sect as a woman. For Zeng Jiuhe, who is very likely to be the culprit who killed Brother Chang, he owes no respect at all.

Yu Che, who was also the master of the Great Wilderness Palace, once talked to him about Zeng Jiuhe, and he didn't say anything else, but gently stroked the inch yin gun that had made countless contributions to guarding the gate of the Western Regions, and said that if he cultivated his whole body into a qi machine in one shot, he could send Zeng Jiuhe directly to the bridge in the underworld in an instant. How domineering!

Most of the desert people in the Western Regions, whether male or female, are straightforward and bold, and the likes and dislikes in their hearts are written directly on their faces, and at this moment, the faces of all the disciples of the Great Wilderness Hall in the battle conference room are the same expressions as their senior brothers.

A graceful woman in black gauze looked up at the jade slip in Jun Mo's hand, and clutched the palm of another woman beside her who was like a fairy with her bare hands.

Husband, do you know?

That hard-hearted Zeng Jiuhe who poisoned you and was deeply encircled is dead!

Jun Mo saw the information in the jade slip to the end, and frowned slightly: "The predecessors of the Emperor Fu of the Wanxian Sect have now cleared the remaining three families and monopolized the power of the sect, and will send reinforcements to support our Great Wilderness Hall in the near future?"

A young general of the Great Wilderness Hall obviously still had a grudge against Wanxianmen, and waved his hand again and again: "Senior brother, we can understand this 'kindness' in our hearts, but don't let those people from Wanxianmen come and make peace with the mud." Didn't the old man say before, the defensive front that Kunlun and the Gong Loser had worked hard to build for decades was because there were people who were against the bones among the disciples of the Wanxian Sect who went north, so Kunlun had to use countless lives to fill the defensive front that was overwhelmed!"

Jun Mo is in a dilemma, the predecessor of Huangfu Youyan of Wanxianmen can be said to have watched him grow up since he was a child, how she is, he knows it very well in his heart, even the master who is a gun fairy in Kyushu is willing to be a sister with Huangfu Youyan, except for occasionally complaining that her sister is too indecisive, the rest are all praise. Now that Huangfu Youyan's predecessors have returned to power, this batch of reinforcements should be trustworthy, you must know that because of the previous decision-making mistake in chasing the poor kou, their current strength is far less than the previous one that can straighten their waists.

The jade slip information should be the original of direct rubbing, and the word "support" was added in front of the word "support", which made Jun Mo a little puzzled, could it be that this letter from Wanxianmen was written by the mischievous Huangfu Youpian?

Jun Mo guessed for a while, and then stopped thinking about this trivial matter, and turned his gaze to the north side of this sand table called Peeping Sky. There, his master was single-handedly restraining the entire six Refining Realm powers of the Ten Thousand Demons who wanted to stir up the storm.

The most prestigious chief disciple in the Great Wilderness Hall suddenly clenched his fists.

A slightly salty sea breeze blew into the battle room, and Qing Xuan, who was already the number one in the inner gate of Qingyun Peak, suddenly changed color, grabbed Xin Tong's hand and rushed out. Everyone in the war room was alarmed and rushed out.

The wind gradually rose on the lookout, and the fog on the distant sea was still thick, but at this moment, the color of the fog became more and more black as ink, as if there was a monstrous beast hidden in it.

Everyone stood behind Qing Xuan, their eyes clenched into the distance, they were waiting.

Qing Xuan, who was born with the Wind Spirit Holy Body, was able to discern important information from the chaotic wind signs that ordinary people could not comprehend, and the value and role of a talent comparable to the top Divine Channel Method in today's battlefield between the two clans could be compared to the Sky Peering Sand Table.

The salty wind that gradually gained momentum confused Qing Xuan's three thousand sea blue silks, and after repeated confirmation, she shouted in the wind, and the sound resounded through the four fields.

"The demons are coming!

......

Under the Qifeng Peak, the light boat mirror lake is still the same, and there is a young man in black clothes with a sword at his waist lightly tapping his toes on the surface of the lake, wrinkling and rippling with the wind, and his figure is swaying away.

When Chang Xi appeared in front of the Red Sleeve Peak Lord, the Red Sleeve, who had taken a lot of care of Chang Xi, couldn't believe what he saw in front of him, thinking that it was the ghost qi of the underworld invading his body, and he drew his sword and wanted to slash. Frightened our little Chang Xi, who was both the Great Asura King and the Palace Master of the Yin Heavenly Palace, who was dominant, in the Yellow Springs Realm, was colorless, and dodged left and right under the woman's love silk sword qi, until she explained her throat to smoke, the red-shirted woman who had handled Chang Xi's marriage knew that a miracle had happened, and dropped her sword and hugged Chang Xi in her arms with red eyes, and the two breathtaking majestic snow peaks on her chest suppressed him again after many years.

Chang Xi struggled to squeeze out his head from the suppression of the two towering snow-capped mountains, the tip of his nose happened to reach the woman's lotus petal-like chin, and the red sleeves who acted in a style far more taboo than this kid's master giggled, rubbed Chang Xi's head that she regarded as her own, pinched his nose and said, "You stinky boy won't come to me just after returning from Huangquan, right?

Chang Xi's cheeks, which were pressed to her chest by the woman, were squeezed by the fat white flesh on both sides, and her voice was squeezed out of shape, and she said honestly: "It's been three days." ”

"Okay, you stinky boy, have you been able to endure it? It's been three days since you came back, and you can unconsciously avoid my daily scanning?" "The red sleeves and ten fingers pinched Chang Xi's body, and then carefully felt the breath on this kid's body, and he was shocked, and his arms subconsciously loosened, allowing this slippery boy to take the opportunity to break free from the suppression of Shuangfeng, and said in surprise: "In just a few years, you have already cultivated a half-step refinement realm?"

Chang Xi, who had frankincense on his cheeks, consciously pulled back a city, and said proudly: "That's." ”

The red-sleeved physique is born with a different fragrance, standing on the top of Qifengfeng Mountain for a long time, the flowers and butterflies that smell the fragrance dance around the woman with a unique temperament, if this situation makes those monks who admire her in the immortal cultivation world look at it, and they have to lose their souls one by one?

Chang Xi couldn't help but sigh when he heard this, this woman's natural keen instincts, could it be that God gave them a natural talent?

The half-step refining realm that can fight with Zeng Jiuhe head-on, is it still a half-step refining void?

Redsleeves waved his hand, and simply didn't think about it. Back then, after she and Yun Wei saw the bones and blood of Chang Xi, who was still only in the Qi Cultivation Realm, who was not like human bones and human blood, they already knew that this little guy would never be a thing in the pool in the future. As an elder, she only had indescribable joy in her heart when she saw her juniors thrive, hoping that these little guys could shoulder the burden of the sect as soon as possible.

Red Sleeves thought slightly, a sly smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he hooked the token that could open the forbidden place of the Sword Shrine of Heavenly Sword Peak on his fingers, and asked with a smile with his hands around his chest: "Let Bengong guess, the reason why your kid came to me is what you are looking for?"

Chang Xi slapped him without hesitation, "The Red Sleeve Peak Lord is wise!"