The old monster under the locust tree felt these five sharp gazes and stood there for a moment, not daring to move.

“You…you are…”

His pupils shrank slightly, he swallowed, pointed his trembling fingers at Shangguan Jinhong, and said tremblingly:

He had contact with Qing Feng and Sikong Changfeng.

From the five auras just now, he sensed the auras of two people, so it goes without saying that the other three must be the other five masters of the Tianwai Tian.

"Tianwaitian wants to unify the Northern Territory?"

The old monster under the locust tree was trembling with fear. He felt as if he had discovered some big secret.

Now he no longer had the intention to protect Yue Cangfeng, and was only thinking about how to escape from here quickly.

Seeing that the old locust tree monster didn't dare to move, Shangguan Jinhong raised a smile, and the two golden rings in his hands kept spinning, sneering at Yue Cangfeng:

"Today... no one can save you, I said."

Before he finished speaking, the dragon and phoenix ring in his hand flew out like a stream of light and locked onto Yue Cangfeng's face.

"No……"

Looking at the dragon and phoenix ring approaching in front of him, Yue Cangfeng had no time to block it and half of his body was pierced through.

He was lying on the ground in a bloody mess, his body shaking uncontrollably. He looked at the old locust tree monster next to him with a face full of resentment and roared, "Why...why didn't you save me?"

The old monster of the locust tree, who had originally felt a little guilty towards him, immediately changed his expression after hearing these words.

He stomped his foot lightly on the ground, and countless withered dark energy rushed out from the ground, piercing his whole body, destroying his soul.

"Humph, you're just a dog, how dare you bark at this elder?"

The old locust tree monster looked at his corpse, his anger surged, and he sneered

After dealing with Yue Cangfeng, he left without looking back, and had no intention of negotiating with the Jinqian Gang.

The five supreme masters hiding in the space couldn't help but look surprised when they saw this.

"Brother Yuan, this old locust tree monster is an elder from the Sun God Palace. Do we really want to let him go?"

Sikong Changfeng looked at the roots on the ground, frowned, and said in a puzzled tone

His doubts were also the thoughts of the other three people.

Now that the old monster Huaishu knows the identity of the power behind the scenes, should he silence them?

Yuan Tiangang did not answer. He slowly opened and then clenched his right hand behind his back.

After a moment, he said, "The Sun God Palace is the top giant in the continent's sea area. Although there are not many strong people in the palace, each of them should not be underestimated."

"There are more than ten people like the old locust tree monster. Now is not the time to clash with them."

Jiang Yuyan couldn't help curling her lips when she heard this, and said, "Let's consolidate our rule over the Northern Territory first, and strive to break through to the Half-Step Land Godly Immortal as soon as possible."

"Only in this way can we have the qualifications to compete with these forces."

Ximen Chuxue and the others had no choice but to nod their heads helplessly.

Today, the Jinqian Gang has broken through the Shanhai Pass and the war situation in the Northern Territory has been decided.

Except for the territory of Lingyuanzhai, the rest of the Northern Territory is being continuously incorporated.

at the same time.

A middle-aged man wearing a golden battle robe and with a dignified face was walking on the glacier and snowfield.

His long black and white hair fluttered in the wind, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and every step he took on the ice and snow splashed up tiny ice flowers.

This person was none other than Yan Guiren who came to Lingguan alone.

His appearance instantly attracted the attention of everyone in Lingyuan. The master of Lingyuan Zhai stared at him and did not dare to move.

After a long while, the master of the temple, Ning Jing, said solemnly, "Who are you? What brings you to my spiritual gate?"

He could feel the terrifying roaring power from Yan Guiren. Just standing there gave him an unmatched sense of oppression.

Yan Guiren's face remained calm when asked. He just raised his head calmly, looked at the master Ning Jing inside the pass, and said calmly, "My target is not you."

"If you leave now, I might consider sparing your lives.

If you don’t leave, then… you will die.”

Although the words were light, they were so arrogant that they stunned the host Ning Jing, who dared not move for a moment.

"you……"

Ning Jing was about to speak, but was enveloped by an invisible force and was unable to open her mouth.

A dazzling golden light was scattered across the sky, and from afar, a young monk in a red robe with a curse seal on his brow was standing on the horizon.

This person was Zhen Chan, and next to him was Jiang Ling, the young master of Hua Jiao.

The so-called Lingyuan Zhaizhu was not even in Zhen Chan's eyes. His gaze was now focused on Yan Guiren.

The two looked at each other from a distance, and the momentum between their eyes was constantly colliding.

"I am the current successor of the Sun Palace, Zhen Chan. May I know your name?"

Zhenchan clasped his hands together and said calmly

Before he finished speaking, Yan Guiren appeared behind him without him noticing. He placed his hand on his shoulder and said calmly, "Boy, you are not qualified to talk to me."

Click, click, click——

A crackling sound rang out from his bones, and thunderous sounds permeated his limbs and echoed in his mind.

"uh-huh."

Zhen Chan groaned in his heart, cold sweat broke out on his face, and a piercing pain came from his chest. The feeling was indescribable.

Just when he thought he was about to die, Yan Guiren slowly took his hand away, glanced at him lightly, and walked towards the depths of the spiritual gate.

At this moment, no one dared to stop it because they no longer had the courage to resist.

“Puff…cough cough cough…”

After he left, Zhen Chan could no longer maintain his breath and fell directly from the sky, his blood soaking the ground.

"Little monk... Little monk, quickly swallow this healing medicine."

Jiang Ling, who had transformed into a mermaid, saw Zhen Chan falling into a snow pile, and rushed forward to feed him medicine.

Zhen Chan did not take it, but stared blankly in the direction where Yan Guiren left, with a look of shock on his face.

"Horror... this person is a great terror."

"Except for my uncle, he is the strongest person I have ever met. Even if all the others were put together, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to defeat him!"

Zhen Chan's heart was moved, as if he had discovered a new world, and his face was full of admiration and yearning.

"Little monk, do you know that person just now?"

Jiang Ling, who was standing quietly by the side, suddenly asked

Zhen Chan shook his head slowly and said, "I don't know him, but judging from his aura and strength, he is definitely one of the strongest people on the continent."

Jiang Ling frowned and said worriedly, "I wonder what his purpose is in breaking into the depths of the spiritual gate?"

Zhen Chan did not answer this time, because he knew that Lingguan did not belong to Lingyuanzhai.

But it belongs to that old monster——Shang Xuan Mo Ye.