Seeing the white-pupiled young man come out like this, the two had no communication except for the resolution of this matter, and Xue Zhen also let out a long sigh of relief. According to the little old man's previous attitude, he seemed unwilling to do this kind of thing, but for his commitment, the little old man had to do it again. A trace of guilt flashed in Xue Zhen's heart, but he quickly remembered those bloody scenes, and his position was firm.

At this time, Xue Zhen looked at the streets, those people who were frozen, and the things that were frozen had re-emerged, as for the monks and mortals who were arguing with each other, they were all pulled to a distance by the white-eyed boy, and the blood stains on the beach on the ground were no longer there, and the corpses and carrion were gone, and they were all buried deep underground.

As for those who died, it was as if they had all been completely erased from the memories of other people, and no one remembered the dead and injured mortals and monks at all, and the matter was also closed at this moment, except for Xue Zhen, no one knew about it.

At the time of recovery, the spirit beast ring in his hand had been dispersed and forbidden by him again, and Wansu and Yinglang inside also fell into his divine thoughts.

"Xue boy, why don't you leave this sad city!" asked the Black Demon Wansu a little strangely.

Xue Zhen smiled slightly, and soon in thought, he asked the black demon Wansu in the spirit beast ring without answering:

"Brother Wan, do you know a technique that can inspire mortals to kill low-level monks?"

"What? Wan Mou has not heard much of it, if there is, Wan Mou would like to learn one or two, so as not to use one or two in the future when encountering a Jedi who has lost his mana!"

Hearing this, Xue Zhen smiled unconsciously, and casually made an excuse to prevaricate, and then, he had already teleported from the nearby teleportation array to a certain side of the city gate, out of the city gate, Xue Zhen galloped in a certain direction, and soon disappeared at the end of the city.

......

Some years have passed, and thousands of miles away from Qucheng, in a seemingly ordinary temple, all kinds of vicious and hideous ghosts King Kong, all kinds of kind immortals, gods and Buddhas, have gathered in this temple, and they are divided into four sides, their height is about ten zhang, and they are in a state of overlooking each other, which is mighty and makes people feel like their hearts beating.

In the temple, the nine people were in the space of about 20 zhang, or sitting cross-legged, or standing with their hands hanging down, or pinching some magic trick with their fingers and palms in their hands, or reading something with a piece of jade on their eyebrows, each with its own state and its own things.

Soon, among the nine people gathered, three or two of the more vigilant ones suddenly glanced away, and they found that on the inside of this temple, on a three-step high platform, inky wisps flickered, and a middle-aged man suddenly flashed out, without any galloping wind, only the inky wisps that accompanied and quickly disappeared, as if he was in that place. The way this person appeared was almost the same as the appearance of the Immortal Monarch Ling Xinyu at the beginning, which was the teleportation that the Immortal Monarch could only perform.

At this moment, all the other people, who were busy with the things at hand, all stood up, and turned their eyes to this middle-aged man, whose body was slightly bent and hunched, and their expressions were quite respectful.

At the time of the appearance of this teleportation flash, the middle-aged man was facing away from everyone, standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes squinting, and the whole person was fixed there, not moving, but a voice came from his mouth.

"Tell me what you know!"

"On the surface, there are no dead and wounded in my city, but those mortals have all forgotten about the Sanskrit Blood Refining Dao. ”

"It's the same with the city where I'm down, but I've found that some of the original low-level monks' settlements have been empty overnight, and I can't find out the results after asking for a long time!"

"Shao's city is the same! The original plan seems to have been interfered with, but this person's methods are quite clever, and Shao has been checking for a long time and can't find any clues!"

“......”

Everyone was expressing their opinions, and they seemed to know that what they were planning had been blocked, but among these people, there were Jin Immortals and some Immortals, but they couldn't find out how the intervening person did it.

"Could it be that our plans have been leaked?"

"Impossible! This plan is seamless, unless it is one of us, even if it leaks, it will be the failure of one or two cities at most, and it is impossible to fail all of them!"

At this time, after one of the golden immortals finished speaking, the middle-aged man standing on the steps had already raised his arm, and everyone could naturally perceive this scene, even if they spoke, they all withdrew into their stomachs.

"This thing is indeed grotesque! But this thing is definitely not the work of the people of the Cold Alliance, the leader of this alliance can be sure, and you don't need to guess in this regard!"

The middle-aged man had slowly turned around at this time, his face was relatively old, but the middle-aged man's body was wrinkled, and he showed a little vicissitudes of life. His heavier voice almost shook into the hearts of the other nine.

However, when the middle-aged man turned his head, he didn't speak again for a long time, his eyes swept sharply over the nine people below, and then glanced at the various gods in this temple, and after a short while, he said:

"No matter who stops this, you can't stop, you each go back to your respective cities, in addition to re-teaching the method of refining the path of Brahman's blood, but also cultivate your own cronies, let them do the work for you, and pay attention to protecting yourselves. This matter is very important, and I can't let myself be caught up in it!"

"Yes!"

Everyone replied in unison, and soon one of them looked a little obscene, but the old man who shrunk his waist had already said loudly:

"Alliance leader! In fact, this matter should not be tightened, it must be infiltrated slowly, so we have to change some strategies, such as using a small city to surround the big city, first subvert the small city, and then slowly transfer some of the elites of the small city to the big city, and gradually become the main force of the big city, at that time, all the mortals will do it together, and I believe that even those who are old and immortal will also weigh the consequences!"

"Yes, we can promote some leaders among them, hereditary, or whatever we appoint!" another man chimed in.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man didn't have much expression revealed, but he quickly made a decision after thinking about it slightly.

"In the past, it may have been too hasty! Just do as you want, the small city surrounds the big city! Finally, force the old immortals to give in!"

The middle-aged man granted the matter, and then a wisp of inky silk flashed around him and disappeared without a trace. The others, without much communication, soon disappeared into the temple in their own way.