Ye Qiao obediently opened the photo stone and broadcast it live to them. To be honest, the most lively floor was the eighteenth floor. They had arrived at the ghost king's lair.
It was a mess to see, with all kinds of alchemy practitioners, talisman practitioners, and weapon practitioners gathering together for warmth.
Some people are born with leadership. Ye Qiao stood there and lazily opened the photo stone. Even though his attitude made him look down on others, those arrogant craftsmen rarely dared to express any dissatisfaction.
It was like a scene from the Syrian battlefield, which stunned all the elders who came to support.
What is this?
A large-scale disco scene of monsters?
"Are these all cultivators from our cultivation world?" The elder of the Sword Sect paused for a moment, "How did they fall to such a state?"
"Yes." She said meaningfully, "Not only that, they are also a group of Dan cultivators, Fu cultivators, and Qi cultivators. Where are your treasures?"
"——What?" The other party's voice suddenly rose. With experience, Ye Qiao quickly took the jade slip away and asked the elder of the Sword Sect with great sorrow: "Why are they all here?"
They are all talented people from rare professions, why are they gathered together?
Ye Qiao explained what happened in a disjointed manner, "These people are trapped in the tower. I'm trying to find a way to save them."
"But you don't need to come in." She said with a twitch of her lips, "I'm going to raze this idiot's house to the ground."
It is really useless for them to come in. The reason is not the strength, but the tower spirit.
"Ye Qiao!" The elder of Wenjian Sect became serious and angrily shouted, "Don't mess around. Have you read the sect rules? Disciples must obey the orders of the elders."
Ye Qiao: "Wow, what did you say? I didn't hear you clearly."
She hung up the jade slip and threw it to Chu Xingzhi, "Your elder."
Chu Xingzhi looked at the jade slip that lit up again, and hung up the call.
After all, he was not someone like Ye Qiao, who violated the sect rules as easily as eating and drinking. This was his first time rebelling, so he was still a little nervous.
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