"Brother Junlin, where are we going next?" Lan Xi'er asked curiously, linking her arm with Junlin's.

"Who knows?"

Junlin glanced at the long-lost sunlight, but suddenly felt that the atmosphere here seemed a little off.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Junlin immediately put Lan Xier back into the Emperor's Banner.

The divine thought spread out.

I still didn't notice anything wrong.

There are only a few possibilities for this to happen.

One possibility is that his perception range is too small, and another is that the person hiding here has a cultivation level far exceeding his.

Another possibility is that it's all just an illusion.

But that's unlikely.

King's Landing trusted his intuition quite a bit, and was just thinking about whether he should self-destruct and plow the land.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

The sound of clapping suddenly rang out.

Then a figure emerged from the depths of the forest and came before Junlin.

Immediately afterwards.

In the air, figures flew in from afar.

The lowest level of these people is at least in the fifth realm.

Junlin smiled knowingly.

Sure enough! His intuition was right!

If nothing unexpected happens.

These people must have come here specifically to wait for their chance to revive after discovering they could be resurrected within the Azure Phoenix Holy City.

Unexpectedly, these people were so patient, waiting until he emerged from underground before making their move.

A middle-aged man standing opposite King's Landing smiled and said, "Kid, I think you should know why we're here."

Junlin pursed his lips, not directly answering the man's question.

Instead, he asked in confusion, "I don't quite understand your thinking. You know I'm not dead, so why do you still provoke me? Do you think your nine clans have too many people?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, then smiled disdainfully, "If it were just me alone, I naturally wouldn't come looking for you so easily, but with so many of us, you don't think you still have a chance to escape, do you? Once we catch you, I have plenty of ways to pry your mouth open."

The moment the man finished speaking.

Suddenly, beams of light rose from the ground.

At this moment, the people flying in the sky also poured their own spiritual power into it.

In an instant.

A formation was formed, and Junlin was located at the very center of the formation.

The middle-aged man then continued, "Well, it took me several days to set up this formation in order to trap you, but it's all thanks to you for staying here obediently for several days."

"Um... is this what you're relying on?"

Junlin was speechless. He had originally thought that this person in front of him had something extraordinary about him.

It turned out to be just an ordinary formation.

"Hmph!" The middle-aged man sneered. "I obtained this formation from a secret realm. It can not only trap people, but also kill them!"

He wouldn't have revealed his formation if it weren't for wanting to obtain Junlin's secrets.

Of course, he still had a backup plan.

As the middle-aged man finished speaking, streaks of pure white light flew towards Jun Lin from the pillars of light within the formation.

Junlin did not choose to dodge, but instead directly tested the power of the formation with his own body.

Swish, swish, swish!

In the blink of an eye, Junlin was pierced by three streams of light.

Now.

The moment he moves, he will be instantly sliced ​​into several pieces by the flowing light.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man smiled with satisfaction, "Well, now that you've handed over the secret to your resurrection, you won't have to suffer anymore."

Junlin ignored the middle-aged man and instead carefully observed the formation.

soon.

They found the key point of the formation and even accidentally discovered several loopholes in the formation.

This formation can only be described as... rudimentary!

He was too lazy to bother breaking the formation; that would be a complete waste of time.

So King's Landing simply self-destructed.

boom!

The violent aftershocks of the explosion were suppressed by the formation and did not cause much of a commotion.

The middle-aged man didn't care at all.

He knew this would happen, which is why he set up the formation.

But the next second...

The middle-aged man felt someone pat him on the shoulder.

A sound came from beside my ear.

"Your formation isn't very effective either."

The familiar voice immediately caused the middle-aged man's pupils to shrink sharply.

How did this kid get out here!

The middle-aged man immediately turned around and punched Jun Lin directly in the handsome face!

But I never expected it.

His actions, however, triggered yet another explosion!

boom!

This time, without the suppression of the formation, the aftershocks of the explosion spread outwards.

The middle-aged man was blown away.

But before he could get up from the ground, Junlin appeared in front of him once again.

He stepped on his chest and asked, "Tell me, what's your name? What family are you from? Where are your nine generations of relatives?"

The middle-aged man twitched the corner of his mouth.

Ignoring King's Landing, they attacked it once again.

He then shouted to the people around him, "What are you all still looking at? Hurry up and make your move! Don't you want to keep the secrets this kid has?!"

These words were spoken.

The audience fell silent.

Junlin is prone to self-destruction, so they have no way to catch him. Even the formation they set up over several days has been completely ineffective.

Some people lowered their heads in thought, considering whether they should continue to get involved in this mess.

Some people frowned slightly and stepped back behind the crowd.

Some even chose to give up and flee the place.

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