"But I'm afraid I won't be able to meet the conditions you just mentioned. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info After all, you are only the head of a sect, and you are not qualified to interfere with any decisions made by my Cultivation Alliance. Ji Hai's gloomy face seemed to have a shallow smile, but at this moment, a red figure passed by.

"The true monarch of the alliance is above, and the blue master has this qualification. ”

Ji Hai's eyes narrowed slightly, and after a glance, he saw Xiao Menglin standing behind him with his head down, and said coldly: "Are you refuting me?" Even if you are an apprentice of the Alliance Venerable, since the Venerable went out to travel, you are my direct subordinate, don't forget your identity. ”

"Don't dare. Xiao Menglin blinked, did not look up, pondered for a moment, and said, "Master handed me something before leaving, and ordered ......"

"Shut up!" A cold light flashed in Ji Hai's eyes, and he said angrily: "If you really don't know the height of the sky, don't blame the old man for being polite." ”

As he spoke, he waved his sleeve, and a black staff appeared in his hand, emitting powerful points of energy light.

Xiao Menglin's body trembled, his willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and he was dumbfounded: "The true monarch is angry." ”

When he saw the staff, there was a dead silence in the entire field, and it seemed that he couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.

After being silent for a long time, Xiao Menglin took a deep breath, gently touched the cuff, took out a white scroll, and groaned slightly, she opened it and put it in front of Ji Hai.

"Zhenjun, this is a portrait of a person left by the master before leaving, and I was ordered to look for this person, and if I meet him, I must treat him with courtesy. ”

Ji Hai's uncertain gaze glanced at the portrait, then raised his head and stayed on Lan Feng's face for a while, frowning strangely, he sneered, and said in a deep voice: "His Holiness has been traveling for more than five hundred years, and he did come back once halfway, but it is at least two hundred years since now, do you think this yellow-haired boy in front of him will be the person he is looking for?"

Hearing the alliance true monarch's angry questioning tone, Xiao Menglin couldn't help but blush and lowered his head.

Lan Feng looked down at the figure spread out on the ground, frowning strangely.

The faces of the people painted on it are exactly the same as his, and even he himself will be amazed that there is no one in this world who is so skilled in painting.

When he was stunned, he only felt that the temperature around him dropped suddenly, and he raised his head sharply and met Ji Hai's cruel gaze.

"If that is really possible, then before the Venerable comes back, let's deal with you first. ”

The voice was so small that only he could hear it, Lan Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, and his body quickly retreated, and at the same time, he sacrificed a black thorn ball that had been useless for a long time.

A blue and purple electric light flashed in the air, "Click!" With a muffled thunder, the purple thunder slashed down with lightning speed.

"Good guys, the means are not bad. Ji Hai narrowed his eyes in surprise, smiled hideously, and raised the cane in his hand.

The purple thunder that quickly slashed suddenly shook, stayed in the air for a while, and quickly slashed towards the black cane held in Ji Hai's hand again.

Lan Feng's eyes flashed with an elite purple light, and just when he felt that he was bound to win, he only heard a "stab" sound, and the moment Lei Tribulation touched the cane, the surroundings suddenly darkened, and everything returned to calm again.

"This ...... How is it possible?" Lan Feng's heart sank suddenly, and the divine consciousness he had sealed in the Blue Tribulation suddenly collapsed.

Looking up, Ji Hai sneered, and the black cane in his hand was like a heartstone at the moment, making Lan Feng a little breathless.

"This thing is made of the same material as the black thorn ball!"

Lan Feng finally reacted, and at this moment, he suddenly remembered that at the auction hall of Vermilion Bird Mountain, the spell that Ji Hai used was exactly the same as the ghost hand that the mad master had taught him.

Staring at the black thorn ball in the sky for a long time, Bai Liqian's eyes flashed, and he suddenly realized: "The old man remembered that this thing appeared at the treasure hunting conference three hundred years ago, and his name is Lan Feng...... Wasn't that the Chu Yunfeng disciple who killed Situ Jin's grandson? I remember that he seemed to be dead at that time. ”

Obviously, after hundreds of years of retreat, Bailiqian did not know much about what was happening on the Nameless Island.

As the ancestor of Xuandemen, he was in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant Stage, and at that time on the Nameless Island, he was also one of the best masters. But he was obviously not a senior who was willing to be comfortable, and finally waited until Xuandemen settled down, and he finally had the energy to practice again.

As long as he decides to retreat, he basically ignores what is going on outside the window, and he has practiced day and night for 300 years, and his cultivation has finally reached the stage of distraction.

But five years ago, the Zhenshan spirit beast of Xuande Gate went mad in the process of crossing the catastrophe, causing a catastrophe on Xuande Mountain, the head of Lu Yunfei died tragically in the process of stopping, and he had to move out of the customs for a long time, and there was no suitable candidate for a while, so he returned to his old business again and took the position of the head of Xuande Gate.

Therefore, in five years, it was impossible for him to understand everything that had happened in the hundreds of years since the retreat, and it had been two hundred years since Lan Feng was defeated by Situ Jin in the Burning Immortal Valley, and it had basically faded out of people's memories for a long time, so it was even more impossible for him to know.

But in the cultivation realm, the thunder technique has almost been lost, and there are basically no people who can use this kind of spell, but at the treasure hunting conference that year, two of them appeared at once, and what impressed him the most was the black thorn ball in the sky.

"Even if he really survived Situ Jin's pursuit last time, it would be hundreds of years from now, how could anyone not look old?"

Situ Jin narrowed his eyes, and the more he thought about it, the more strange he felt.

"True Monarch, if this person is really the person that the Alliance Venerable is looking for, if you kill him, you will be beaten to the heavenly prison!"

Looking in the direction where the voice came from, Lan Feng saw a young man in a red robe, although his face was nervous, but his hand was habitually placed between his forehead, with fluffy and flowing bangs, and he walked forward quickly.

The last time he saw this person on Vermilion Bird Mountain, it was Luo Yan, the Great Elder of the Xiuzhen Alliance.

"Luo Yan, don't be nosy, if you don't get rid of this person, it will become a huge hidden danger for the Xiuzhen Alliance, besides, the Alliance Venerable has been out for hundreds of years, who knows where he is?"

Ji Hai tugged at the corners of his mouth, and a greedy smile appeared on his face, "I mean, he may have already gone to the west." ”

The movement of the bangs in Luo Yan's hand suddenly paused, and his tone suddenly became cold, he lowered his head and said, "The words of the Alliance True Monarch, the old man doesn't understand a little, can you explain?"