In front of the golden light array.

All the four clans have their hands standing in the formation.

Among the human race, Yang Wenjun was the leader, Yang and Han Tiantong were the pioneers, Buddhist sons and Daozi were the two of them to support the formation, Wanliyun and Luo Shuixian were supporting, and Confucians set up the formation in the middle. When Dari Tongzi and Asura fought, they were hit by Asura's counterattack, but their injuries were not over. Everyone originally wanted Zhuo Junlin to enter together, but Zhuo Junlin repeatedly refused, and Leng Qiuyue added nine people to the last person.

Among the demon clan, Feng Tianhuang was the leader, Qing Fenghai and Zhan Kuangtian were the guards on both sides, and four demon clan powerhouses, Xuan Wushang and Zhu Yan, walked in front of the formation. Feng Tianhuang invited Bai Yingxue to join the formation several times, but Bai Yingxue finally laughed bitterly and ignored the demons.

Among the demons, the commander lost more than half of his divine power and was powerless to take action. Asura was helpless, but in the end, his eyes were gloomy and he pointed at the eight surviving strong men in the Divine Guard Camp with him.

Ye Chen's eyes were cold and his face was gloomy. Except for Han Tong and Li Hun, the other six people were subordinates to Ye Chen. The legendary four kings of the Ghost Sect, but the other two never showed up.

All living beings showed a wave of excitement. Entering the golden light array was a life-and-death battle, but being able to fight with so many worldly geniuses is a rare blessing in life.

"Enter the formation." Yang Wenjun sighed lightly, and a blue light flashed in front of him, and a soft divine power was sealed on the golden light formation, flowing endlessly.

Fengtianhuang Asura and Ye Chen also took action and used their own divine power to seal the Golden Light Formation.

The divine light flowed in the golden light array, and in a blink of an eye, all the thirty-six powerful people present were shrouded in it, sucking everyone into the golden light array.

The faces of the creatures around him changed rapidly. With just a flash of golden light, all the creatures disappeared without a trace in front of everyone.

"What's going on?" Meng Xiaoyun couldn't help but be anxious: "Why did these people disappear? No,,,,,,"

"Don't worry, General." Zhuo Junlin chuckled: "These people were not wiped out by the guardian formation of the Golden Light Array like the demon-releasing spirit, but entered the formation."

Meng Xiaoyi whispered: "Young Master Zhuo, everything in this golden light array can be seen clearly. Even though everyone has entered the golden light array, why can't we see anything now?"

"The general doesn't know that although this golden light array seems to be here, it is just a teleportation array that enters the large array." Zhuo Junlin smiled bitterly: "It's just a stone's throw away, and what you see in your heart is in the array. Now everyone has entered the array, but we can only wait here."

Everyone in the human race could not help but change their faces slightly.

Zhuo Donglai and the five Lingzheng disciples couldn't help but smile bitterly. What Zhuo Junlin knew and saw was definitely not comparable to the five senior brothers and sisters.

Bai Yingxue sighed, but her figure shot into the air like a stream of light, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye. Zhuo Junlin smiled bitterly, but finally followed.

Two figures were like fireflies crossing the sky, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

On the top of a mountain hundreds of miles away, Bai Yingxue stood with her hands behind her back and stared at a world in the distance.

"I'm waiting for you." Bai Yingxue smiled bitterly: "Young Master Zhuo, although you and I have had a few encounters, I have never really sat down and had a drink."

As he spoke, Bai Yingxue waved her sleeves, but there was an extra stone table beside her.

There is only one pot of sake and two wine glasses on the table.

"Monkey Wine." Zhuo Junlin chuckled: "This is the best wine that is hard to find in the world. Even if Mr. Bai is the son of the White Tiger, it would be difficult to get this Mononkey Wine."

"I have had some interactions with the Monkey King. By chance, I saved a son and nephew of the Monkey King. The Monkey King specially gave me this pot of fine wine." Bai Yingxue chuckled: "If I hadn't wanted to drink with Mr. Zhuo, I would never have taken out this pot of fine wine."

"What exactly does Mr. Bai want to do?" Zhuo Junlin chuckled: "With the Emperor's true cultivation, if it were not intentional that day, even if we and the other six people took action at the same time, they might not be the Emperor's son's opponent. Even though the demon clan and the human clan had already made peace, I would like to ask the Emperor's son to solve my doubts."

Bai Yingxue chuckled slightly: "What if I don't want to?"

Zhuo Junlin couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Why?"

"Since my intention is my own intention, I naturally cannot let Mr. Zhuo know my intention easily." Bai Yingxue sighed lightly: "The birth of the holy weapon is the pinnacle battle of all the young generation of geniuses in the world. If Mr. Zhuo hadn't stayed outside, I would never have stayed."

Zhuo Junlin couldn't help but change his face: "Is the emperor guarding me?"

"With Yang Wenjun here, the demon clan does not need to be wary." Bai Yingxue chuckled: "But Mr. Zhuo is too evil and his methods of doing things are extremely good. For Mr. Zhuo, any rules and morals in the world can be ignored. How can I not be wary of a person like Mr. Zhuo?"

"This,,,,,," Zhuo Junlin couldn't help but smile bitterly, but his face turned red, he strode to the stone table, drinking and sighing.

Bai Yingxue couldn't help but smile: "Young Master Zhuo doesn't have to act as a pretentious person. With Mr. Zhuo's scheming, how could I lose my composure after a few words? Today I invited Mr. Zhuo to come, first, to drink with Mr. Zhuo, and second, to discuss a complete plan with Mr. Zhuo."

"A perfect solution?" Zhuo Junlin's face changed slightly.

"The Holy Artifact belongs." Bai Yingxue chuckled: "You should also know that although you have the chance to get an amazing opportunity when you enter the Golden Light Array, it is still unknown who will fall into the hands of the end."

"Does the Emperor's Son want to snatch the holy weapon?" Zhuo Junlin's face changed rapidly: "I didn't expect that the Emperor's Son had such a plan, but has the Emperor's Son ever thought about what consequences would be caused?"

"If Nuwatu and Jiuzi fell into the hands of the demon clan and the ghost gate, would Mr. Zhuo turn a blind eye?" Bai Yingxue smiled and said, "As long as Mr. Zhuo is willing, I don't mind."

Zhuo Junlin's face turned cold: "Was it possible that at this time, the emperor's son believes that the demons and the ghost sect still have a chance to compete for the holy weapon?"

"You can never underestimate any opponent." Bai Yingxue chuckled: "If Asura hadn't been too confident, how could he be dragged down by you, and it would have ruined a great opportunity."

"Why tell me this?" A strange color flashed in Zhuo Junlin's eyes.

"If I think Mr. Zhuo has some connection with me, is it trustworthy?" Bai Yingxue chuckled: "Since I met on the battlefield, I think Mr. Zhuo is my soulmate. Do you believe it?"

A chill flashed in Zhuo Junlin's eyes.

There has never been no love without reason in the world, nor any hatred without reason.

Zhuo Junlin dared not be careless about Bai Yingxue, the emperor's son of the Tiger Clan, who had been hidden deep. Since capturing the emperor's son in a fierce battle, Zhuo Junlin has always felt that the emperor's son of the Tiger Clan has hidden a huge secret. However, after Bai Yingxue used the legendary "Six Paths of Reincarnation Divine Wheel", Zhuo Junlin was even more afraid of this emperor's son.

Zhuo Junlin didn't even believe a word about Bai Yingxue's words.

"Young Master Zhuo, don't be too suspicious." Bai Yingxue chuckled: "Young Master should know that you have a great connection with my demon clan. Even if you get the dragon pill, you must have seen the legendary Qinglong Emperor. With the nature of the Qinglong Emperor, you did not swallow Mr. Zhuo as blood food. Didn't Mr. Zhuo think about the reason?"

Zhuo Junlin's face changed rapidly. More than once, someone had asked about his relationship with the demon clan, but he had no clues about all of this, and he was even inexplicably asked about other creatures.

"Feng Tianhuang has always regarded herself very well, and there are not many creatures in the demon clan that can be put in his eyes." Bai Yingxue chuckled: "In the human clan, except Yang Wenjun, no human creature has ever been taken seriously by him. But for you, he did not hesitate to disagree and forced Zhu Yan to offer a drop of Vermilion Bird blood, the purpose of which is to let you understand the magical powers of the Vermilion Bird lineage."

"This doesn't mean anything?" A chill flashed in Zhuo Junlin's eyes.

"Maybe Mr. Zhuo doesn't know that we have watched Mr. Zhuo fight against the enemy fiercely, and his every move is full of the shadow of my demon clan." Bai Yingxue sighed lightly: "Young Master takes action, which contains the power of the blue dragon, the power of the white tiger, and the god of black trunk. If it weren't for the careful study of the natal magical powers of these three demon emperors, how could it contain the power of the four demon emperors? For the human race, the imperial bloodline of any demon clan is enough to be fatal poison, but Mr. Zhuo can survive, so how can the creatures of the demon clan be unscathed?"

The chill in Zhuo Junlin's eyes became stronger and stronger, and his fists were clenched.

"There was once a peerless genius in the Xuanwu lineage. He became famous at a young age. He was only fifty years old, but he had already practiced to the late stage of the Holy Realm." Bai Yingxue chuckled: "More than ten years ago, the Xuanwu bloodline was forced to be seized by a peerless genius in the human race, greatly damaging the origin, so that no creature in the demon clan had seen the Xuanwu genius for more than ten years."

Zhuo Junlin's eyes were cold and his face was full of murderous aura.

"And my Tiger Clan, my close sister, the Tiger Clan imperial daughter, who contains pure white tiger blood, has disappeared for decades." A confidence rose in Bai Yingxue's eyes: "Young Master Zhuo, you said everything is such a coincidence, do you believe it?"

"What does the emperor want to say?" Zhuo Junlin's eyes became even more murderous: "All this is just your guess, what does it have to do with me?"

"Did Mr. Zhuo know his origin?" Bai Yingxue's eyes smiled even stronger: "Since I met Mr. Zhuo for the first time, I have secretly asked my father to investigate Mr. Zhuo's origin. Even if the means and resources of the father emperor, I could not find out the origin of Mr. Zhuo. If it weren't for the human race's powerful force to erase everything Mr. Zhuo had experienced with peerless means, then Mr. Zhuo would be really the kind of creature without origin."

"So what?" Zhuo Junlin's eyes turned red as blood.

"Phantom Blood Eyes." A strange color flashed in Bai Yingxue's eyes: "It's really you."

"So what?" Zhuo Junlin sneered: "Don't forget, I am a human race. Even if the emperor's son tells the world about this, do you think the human race will believe in an emperor's son of a demon race or a human race genius."

Bai Yingxue chuckled, but finally sighed: "Young Master Zhuo doesn't have to be angry. For me, whether Mr. Zhuo is a 'Phantom Blood Eye' or a genius of the human race, I don't have the leisure to care about these things. With Mr. Zhuo's current cultivation level, for me, it is just a stronger ant. The White Tiger lineage has never had the intention to get evil with the human race, and I have no idea of ​​getting evil with Mr. Zhuo."

Zhuo Junlin's eyes hesitated: "What do you want?"
Chapter completed!