Lost the management of three people.
The dragon-trapping formation collapsed.
The sacred tree wall also began to fall down like an object falling from a high altitude.
A ray of green sword energy penetrated the still floating sacred tree wall.
Jiang Ningyan flew out of it intact.
"Sister Yan'er, are you okay?" Shen Yu turned a right angle and flew directly in front of Jiang Ningyan. "I have some pills here, do you need them? Are you injured? Let me check..."
As he spoke, Shen Yu touched Jiang Ningyan.
Jiang Ningyan didn't push Shen Yu away, but just said: "This Sanyuan Sect won't let me take away the ghost painting fragments. I'm afraid there is a problem. Take it back... Where are you touching?"
Jiang Ningyan looked at Shen Yu, grabbed her hand, and pulled her hand off her buttocks.
"I'm afraid you'll get hurt!" Shen Yu said sincerely.
"Oh." Jiang Ningyan accepted Shen Yu's statement, let go of her hand, and said, "Take these people back for interrogation. In the sect... I heard that Chengying will interrogate people."
Outside Pingchuan City.
Just now, Zhang Qin's dismissal order has been passed down.
However, only some caravans were willing to leave.
A large part of the caravan hopes to obtain protection from the Sanyuan Sect until the disaster is over.
There are also some people, naturally they are powerful people who stay here to gather information.
Several Jindan cultivators also realized the drastic changes in the city.
From the shrinking of the fog, to the crushing aura of several great cultivators, to the rising of the sacred tree wall, and the breaking of the Three Yuan Dragon Trapping Formation.
But they didn't dare to get close at all.
No matter how valuable the information is, you have to be alive to enjoy it.
"You take them back, and I'll go after the ghost painting." Jiang Ningyan said.
"I'll go with you."
"Isn't it inconvenient to take them with you?"
"The monk can escape, but the temple cannot. How could they, such a large sect, run away? Are they abandoning the mountain gate? Are they abandoning their foundation?"
"just in case……"
"There's no such thing as a last resort. Let's go, Sister Yan'er. The ghost painting female cultivator is the real problem! She's Lingzhu's sister!"
Shen Yu took Jiang Ningyan's arm and began to fly.
"This is the right way." Jiang Ningyan turned in a direction, paused, and then said, "But what if the Sanyuan Sect doesn't recognize these people?"
"Ghost painting! Ghost painting!"
The two men turned into a green light and chased in the direction of Zhang Qin.
Yitong's heart was in turmoil, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do.
After the green light flew away, Lin Daobing actually flew back.
Facing Yitang's gaze, Lin Daobing said righteously, "I'm taking this opportunity to get some reinforcements. The Fifth Elder and the others should be here soon... Come on, check on the Fourth Elder!"
"They have no intention of getting involved with us, so they're going after the Sect Master. We..."
"Are we, or are we, also injured like the Fourth Elder?" Lin Daobing asked in a low voice.
Yitong didn't know how to answer.
"Then let's go support the sect leader and continue to fight against those two people." Lin Daobing said.
After hearing this, Yitang silently covered his chest, forced out a mouthful of blood, and spat it out casually, deliberately letting the blood stain his Taoist robe.
Then, he took out another pill and swallowed it with difficulty.
"Save Fourth Brother first..."
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