Yin Baizhou's eyes were burning.
Shen Qingyi also lay down, resting his head on his head, looking at the sea in the distance.
"The big low is after the Fallen Angel World ends."
By then...
"Get out of the way! This is the business of the Holy King Palace! Everyone, get out of the way!"
In Fengxia City, a group of monks from the Holy King Palace were hurrying along, holding scrolls made of special animal skins.
Most of the monks in the city were training outside and returning to the city to replenish supplies.
Seeing the actions of the Holy King Palace's city guards at this moment, some monks were not quite confused.
After the monks from the Holy King Palace pasted the portrait on the city's bounty board, the monks who were watching the fun also saw the contents of the scroll.
"Who...who are these monks inside?"
The monk who didn't know the reason couldn't help but ask the monk next to him.
The monk narrowed his eyes and frowned.
"This... I don't know them either... Who are these people? Why did they cause such a big fuss in the Holy King Palace?"
A monk glanced at the murderous monk from the Holy King Palace and smiled.
"Who could it be? It's probably those monks from the Lower Spiritual Realm again!"
Another monk at the side sneered.
"The Saint King Palace is so blatant in posting portraits, isn't it just relying on the fact that they have no support in the Lower Spirit Realm? What if they were to do something like this to other cultivators in the Immortal Cultivation Realm? If it were disciples of the Immortal Alliance, they would only be able to resort to assassination."
As soon as Wen Yu finished speaking, the monk from the Holy King Palace who was leading the team suddenly looked over.
The people gathered around Wen Yu immediately felt the murderous intent of the monks from the Holy King Palace, and they couldn't help but take half a step back.
Upon seeing this, Wen Yu's expression became even more disdainful, and he met the gaze of the monk from the Holy King Palace without dodging at all.
"What are you looking at? Is what I said wrong?"
Wen Yu had a look of disdain on his face and crossed his arms across his chest.
The leading monk from the Holy King Palace looked Wen Yu up and down, and finally stopped to notice the words on Wen Yu's robe on his chest and the black jade tassel hanging around his waist.
"I was wondering who it was, it turned out to be the Sixth Young Master of the Wen family!"
Hearing his words, Wen Yu's eyebrows immediately raised.
"Who are you talking about, Xiaoliu!"
The monk from the Holy King Palace smiled and his eyes fell on Wen Yu's slightly childish face.
"Young Master Wen, the ancestor of the Wen family allowed you to enter the Fallen Angel Realm so that you could learn from the elder Master Wen. Not only should you learn the elder Master's skills, but also his..."
The monk from the Holy King Palace pointed to his head.
"Here! Don't do anything stupid and end up being used as a pawn. In the end... you die and your Taoism disappears. How disappointed would Patriarch Wen be!"
Suddenly, everyone in the Holy King Palace burst into laughter.
Wen Yu's face looked grim, his eyes filled with anger and murderous intent.
The Wen family in the central region of the fairy world is an old fairy family with a profound heritage.
There are two legendary figures in the Wen family area.
The first one is naturally the famous and talented eldest son of the Wen family, Wen Cang.
There was another one, the sixth son of the Wen family, Wen Yu, who was notorious. He was mediocre in talent, idle all day, and had caused a lot of trouble for the Wen family.
If it weren't for the power of the Wen family, Wen Yu would have been killed by countless cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation.
Wen Yu and Wen Cang are brothers from the same mother, but they don't have a very good relationship. Wen Yu hates being compared with Wen Cang.
On top of the teahouse, Nian Gu, wearing a mask, hid in a team of immortal alliance members and saw the farce downstairs clearly.
His eyes fell on the scroll, and the light in his pupils dimmed.
The person in the portrait is Wen Yinghan!
There was another person he also knew, Wu Yue from Panluo Sect in Tianfeng Continent!
The others didn’t have specific faces, but they had some characteristics. Among them, Nian Gu recognized the inconspicuous pair of shoes at the first sight!
That was an order from Chaoyang Peak that the sect's weapon refining pavilion specially accepted.
Someone who can wear those shoes... and is in the Nascent Soul Zone...
Apart from Chi Yu and Mo You, it could be those new guys!
As for the person without any features who was posted at the very top together with Wen Yinghan, I think he is the mysterious person who has been making a lot of noise in the Fallen Angel Realm recently!
Looking at the rewards for hunting and providing information marked above, Nian Gu's eyes couldn't help but turn cold.
The Holy King Palace really invested a huge amount of money!
However, thinking of the monks of the Holy King Palace who died in the Nascent Soul Area, Nian Gu also guessed that these masked men of the Holy King Palace were anxious!
Several masked teams fell in succession, and almost all of them were wiped out!
Not to mention those monks from the Holy King Palace who are alone or without a masked man leading them!
The Nascent Soul area has become more lively recently. In addition to the role of the Blood Team and the mysterious man, some monks from the Lower Spirit Realm are also starting to take action.
They have been hiding in the Fallen God Realm for so long. Those newly arrived cultivators, those cultivators who have been suppressed to the extreme... once one person or one team rushes out, countless people and countless teams will rush out behind them!
Therefore, more and more monks from the Holy King Palace in the Nascent Soul Zone began to die, and they gradually lost their composure!
Nian Gu lowered his head, his eyes gleaming fiercely.
Since those little guys weren't afraid of death, how could an old man like him retreat?!
In the lush forest, several people hid in a tree hole.
The two little guys, Xiao Hei and A Qing, are now able to cooperate perfectly, and Tian Yuan is hiding in the space.
Xiao Hei looked at Ah Qing who was quickly making hand gestures and couldn't help but smack his lips.
"Xiaolu... No, your name is Ah Qing now."
Having said that, Xiao Hei couldn't help but look at Wen Yinghan with resentment.
Why is it that after Xiaolu follows his master out of the secret realm, he can eat and drink well, grow up fair and tender, and have a nice name?
Why is it completely different when it comes to him?
Not only did his master have a fickle personality, he also threatened him all the time, saying he would kill him if he didn't do things for him. He even had to fight for a long time to get the name Xiao Hei. Otherwise, Wen Yinghan would definitely call him a waste and a useless thing!
Oh, why is it that although we are both wood spirits, he has such a miserable life!
Another day of wanting to betray the Lord!
Xiao Hei glanced at Wen Yinghan with a sinister look, and immediately met Wen Yinghan's equally sinister eyes. Xiao Hei's eyes suddenly became extremely clear.
"Master~"
The grass under the eaves has to bow its head!
One day, he will turn the tables and give Wen Yinghan...!
Ah Qing looked back at the man and the grass and tilted his head.
Seeing Xiao Hei’s “happy” look, I can’t help but sigh that they both met the right people!
He followed his sister, and Xiao Hei followed this male cultivator!
When he has the chance to return to the Yellow Spring Secret Realm in the future, he will definitely tell Grandpa Tree their story, and let Grandpa Tree tell their story to the young seedlings in the future.
Thinking of the admiring eyes of the little girls, Ah Qing couldn't help but smile.
Xiao Hei turned around silently. He was sure that Wen Yinghan, that bastard, must know what he was thinking!
How could he be so stupid! Who is Wen Yinghan? He has more tricks than a thousand honeycombs!
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