The number of monks who returned to dominate the main hall gradually increased, and the realm was mostly in the early stage of leaving the dust, and the task materials brought back were also quite limited, obviously not going deep into the Heavenly Charm Star Domain.

The monks who can cultivate to this realm are all old rivers and lakes, seeing that there are so many monks, playing hooligans like themselves, they suddenly have no face and no skin, and the quiet master hall finally has a bit of lively taste, everyone is glad that they have escaped the catastrophe at the same time, they know the death of other monks, and they are gloating.

Time passed slowly, and the monks who returned, after reaching a certain point, became fewer and fewer, as if they had died so much.

The cultivators finally felt terrified.

On this day, the first monk who left the late stage of the dust finally rushed back.

It was Emperor Xin and his monks, this group of people, who had taken the dog luck so well preserved, not missing a single one, and not even many injuries, which shows that the luck is really good.

Everyone couldn't help but be surprised for a while, and then there was a lot of discussion.

"Could it be that the Wind Clan of the Pure Land Continent didn't even dispatch?"

"I don't know if Emperor Xin has obtained the Xuanbing Spiritual Liquid?"

……

Talking back to Emperor Xin, he is naturally at the forefront of the team, his breath is more indifferent than before, in this indifference, there is a little more gloomy and violent, obviously the hatred for Ye Bai has not disappeared, but has accumulated deeper and deeper.

After entering, Emperor Xin's footsteps were certain, his eyes shot arrow-like sharp mangs, and he swept around the field, but he didn't find any trace of Ye Bai, his eyes were even heavier, and he snorted coldly before he walked forward.

"Emperor Xin, have you gotten the Xuanbing Spiritual Liquid?"

The eyes of the majestic Daoist finally lit up. Not only because of the strong strength of Emperor Xin, but also because his team did not lose a single person, it can't help but give birth to a little hope.

“…… No. ”

The emperor's heart was under the burning gaze of the majestic Daoist. frowned slightly, and then said with some embarrassment.

As soon as these words came out, everyone began to think about his team so complete.

"These guys won't be like us, looking for a hole in the ground. You haven't come back until now, right?"

Everyone said secretly in their hearts, although they didn't say it, but the meaningful gaze was already revealed.

Emperor Xin is delicate, where would he not know what these guys are thinking, but in the face of the distant dissatisfied gaze from the majestic Taoist, Emperor Xin had to restrain a little, and did not dare to be presumptuous at will, but in his heart, he hated Ye Bai even more to the core. If it weren't for the white of the leaves. Wasting the Dragon's Guardian, he originally teamed up with a few guys, and there was still some hope.

Emperor Xin directly led everyone and swept to a table on the third floor.

On the taskbar on this side, a line of golden characters that had already been condensed by the majestic Daoist with mana was "Unless you get the Xuanbing Spiritual Liquid, you don't want any materials".

The majestic Taoist was annoyed by everyone's questions, and he didn't bother to answer them one by one.

……

After Emperor Xin's party, the monk who came back. Scattered and scattered, although all of them still looked calm. But there was a look of vigilance and panic in the obvious pupils, as if he had been chased and killed.

As for the Xuanbing Spiritual Liquid, of course, no one brought it back.

More than ten days later, the second monk came back, and this person was the time when the "Great Sun Venerable" was majestic, majestic. Not alone, his disciple Sun Lie Yunzi's followers have all been subdued by him, and these people have some means.

But this time, it was only the heroes who came back. But there are only two monks in the middle stage of the dust, and Xionglie himself, although he can't see any damage on the surface, his breath is obviously a little sluggish, as if he has been injured a lot, and he has not yet healed.

After coming in, the same eyes swept around first.

The majestic Taoist asked questions as usual, but there was still no.

Xiong Lie, an old monk in the late stage of the Lichen Dynasty, and many of his companions in the team who died, didn't even get the Xuanbing Spiritual Liquid, and the cultivators couldn't help but be a little worried, if no one really got it in the end, wouldn't the materials in their hands also become garbage?

……

After Xionglie, it was Xiao Sunflower who came back.

This old eunuch also took the Xuanbing Spiritual Liquid, and after entering the main hall, Xiao Sunflower did not have a trace of evil smile on her face this time, it was gloomy and terrifying.

……

After Xiao Sunflower, there was Lan Yehe, who followed behind him, leaving only Li Zhongyuan, Meng Po, and Long Qi.

As soon as the four of them entered, they attracted the attention of all the monks, and while the cultivators closed their mouths and noses to breathe, they all showed a look of surprise, not because the Heavenly Stinker Alliance also suffered heavy losses, but because one person did not come back with Lan Yehe, that was Ye Bai.

You must know that Ye Bai now, I don't know how many monks are coveted, how many monks have been waiting for a thousand years to besiege and intercept Ye Bai, and now he has not returned.

Xionglie and Xiao Sunflower's faces sank first. These two guys, their covetousness for Ye Bai, is already so strong that it is unstoppable.

"Ye Bai, that kid, is he dead?"

At the same time, this question arose in the hearts of many monks.

Only the emperor's heart, the essence in his eyes flickered, from the time when Ye Bai acted alone, and he was above the valley of the Ice Spirit Tree, and he didn't see Lan Yehe and others coming to him for so long, it can be roughly guessed that Ye Bai probably fell out with Lan Yehe and others.

"Lan Yehe, have you ever retrieved the Xuanbing Spiritual Liquid?"

The majestic Taoist asked again.

Lan Yehe has lost his former calm and carefree appearance at this moment, and even his appearance seems to be a little older, after entering, like all monks, he swept around first, and when he heard the words of the majestic Taoist, he said with a gloomy face: "No." ”

The majestic Daoist was expressionless, and then asked, "What about Ye Bai, can't he have been killed by you?"

This person was simple and direct, with a pair of pupils, condensed into two points, and landed tightly on Lan Yehe's body.

Hearing this, many monks reacted that there was still this possibility, and their eyes fell on Lan Yehe's body, Lan Yehe's eyes flashed, and his voice said indifferently: "I don't know his life and death and whereabouts, he no longer belongs to the people in my team." ”

After finishing speaking, this old man led Li Zhongyuan, Long Qi, and Meng Po to a corner on the third floor.

And the monks were surprised and delighted at the moment.

Broken!

That kid broke with the Blue Wild Crane!

Here's your chance!

Without Lan Yehe as a backer, everyone took it for granted that it would be much easier to catch Ye Bai, and now all they had to pray was that he would not die in the Heavenly Charm Star Domain, and that he would not flee to other places to cultivate.

After the majestic Daoist asked, he didn't say more, although the Great Master gave him a talisman for a thousand years, if Ye Bai died in the Heavenly Charm Star Domain, he could only blame himself for his lack of luck.

……

Another half a month has passed, broken thorns, and the madness of war has finally returned.

"There is no shortage of thorns?"

"Half-hearted people who are crazy about war?"

"What's going on?"

The voice of discussion became louder.

Broken Thorns and Zhan Crazy entered side by side, and after the two of them came in, they also swept around, and stayed at Xiao Sunflower and Lan Yehe for a while.

The two of them looked calm, but they were worried all the way, I am afraid that only they could understand that since they fled separately with Xiao Sunhua, the "Emperor of the World" and the two sides of the Wind Winning Wind, the two of them and Bai Lichuan and the others went straight to the Martian domain, and they had never escaped so wolf in their lives, and they were worried that the female master of the Wind Clan would chase and kill them, and they were ready to escape into the cracks in the space and wander in all directions.

But unexpectedly, this woman did not appear again, and everyone vaguely speculated that something might have happened. While breathing a sigh of relief, he rushed back to the Nine Dead Star Sea from the direction of the Martian Domain, and made a detour, as for the matter of the Xuanbing Spiritual Liquid, he didn't dare to think about it at all.

"You two, have you gotten the Xuanbing Spiritual Liquid?"

The eyes of the majestic Daoist lit up again, if he said that among the cultivators, who he was most optimistic about, there was no doubt that it was the Broken Thorns and the Crazy War, the two of them, the matter of getting the immortal treasure from the Great Master, the Nine Dead Star Sea had a lot of guesses, and the majestic Daoist naturally heard about it, and for the two of them, it can be said that they had high hopes in their hearts.

When the two heard this, they looked at each other, and said from the thorn: "No!"

"A bunch of rubbish!"

When the majestic Taoist heard this answer, he was furious, roared directly, brushed his sleeves away, and walked towards his deacon's hall.

This old man is obviously very disappointed, and it seems that he has lost hope for the three monks who have not yet returned, such as Yingfeng, Ling Daohuo, and white-haired Yugezi.

When everyone heard this, their faces were a little ugly.

……

Waiting, waiting, waiting, the monks who came back became fewer and fewer, and they didn't see a single one for more than ten days.

The cultivators gradually became uneasy.

"Win the wind, Ling Daohuo, and the white-haired Yugezi haven't come back yet, are they all dead?"

"Not only them, but at least a hundred monks have not returned...... There are more people who died this time than in the last Black Temple mission!"

"It's not necessarily dead, the space of the Black Temple last time can't be torn apart, this time, they can at least escape into the space crack, but where they will go, no one knows. ”

"Daoist friends are reasonable, in my opinion, the Wind Clan must be on a killing spree!"

……

There was a lot of talking.

Broken Thorns and others who knew a little bit of the inside story tacitly did not mention the death of the white-haired fisherman, the matter of the Wind Clan master, or even the speculation about winning the wind. However, I don't have much hope for this mission contribution.

And Emperor Xin, Lan Yehe, Xionglie and others, while regretting that the mission materials they got were about to be invalidated, were also waiting for someone to come back.

"Everyone else can die, but that kid, must come back. If I don't come back, who will I seek revenge?"

The eyes of several people gradually became anxious.

For more than ten days in a row, no one returned, and the hearts of the cultivators sank even more, seeing that the fifty-year period was approaching, if no one came back with the Xuanbing Spiritual Liquid, this task would really be wasted.

On this day, no one appeared at the door of the main hall, but the eyes of Emperor Xin and the others opened suddenly, and they lit up with an extremely complex look, and the divine consciousness of several people had already noticed it.

He's back!(To be continued......)