Lan Yue suddenly withdrew her right hand, and the middle-aged man screamed and was instantly thrown back to the platform.

Everyone finally reacted and burst into shocks.

"What the hell is this?"

"What is this? How could it come out of Wanqi Yuan's body!"

"Is it a monster I've never seen before?"

...

As everyone was talking, Wan Ziqian had already rushed forward.

He recognized this face as the man in Doujinfang!

"Say! How are you doing Yuan'er?"

Wan Ziqian asked fiercely by the middle-aged man's neck.

The middle-aged man knew that he had no hope of escaping today, and his fear gradually dissipated, and a hint of ferocity appeared in his eyes.

What if these despicable people from Jiuzhou catch him? As long as he dies, Hong Dangjia will immediately sense that with her strength, there will be no problem to escape to Qi Dangjia!

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man had made up his mind. He mobilized his demonic energy and planned to break himself.

Then Wan Ziqian is a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage, and his cultivation level is not as great as it is.

In order to occupy Wan Qiyuan's body, the middle-aged man has dissipated his cultivation. It is impossible for him to commit suicide under Wan Ziqian for a small foundation-building stage.

When Wan Ziqian felt the breath surging in the middle-aged man's body, he guessed what he was thinking. He suddenly pointed his left hand at the middle-aged man's chest. The middle-aged man was shocked, and the light in his eyes suddenly became much dimmed.

"Say! Where is Yuan'er!"

Wan Ziqian's eyes were red and almost crazy.

The middle-aged man sneered, since he could no longer live, why not disgust these people from Jiuzhou to cultivate.

He glanced at the pile of human skins on the ground, and said with a chuckling, "Isn't the Young Valley Master there?"

When Wan Ziqian heard this, he trembled all over and raised his eyes to look at the bloody human skin on the ground, and could not accept it for a moment.

Wan Yurou was stunned. She walked to the side of the human skin tremblingly, trying to take a closer look, but she screamed wildly after just a glance.

She ran to the middle-aged man who was pressed to the ground, punched and kicked him, and cried: "I'm a liar! I'm a liar! My brother is not dead! He is not dead!"

The middle-aged man sneered and said indifferently: "Ha, I have told you that you don't believe it."

"You...you..."

Wan Ziqian's hand holding the middle-aged man's neck trembled suddenly. Wan Yurou couldn't see it, but he was different.

But he could see clearly with a glance at his spiritual sense that the human skin was nothing but someone else, his nephew holding it in his palm, the most noble heir to their Baizhang Valley, and his faraway person!

"puff--"

Wan Ziqian was shocked and was overly sad, and he spewed out a large mouthful of blood.

When Wan Yurou saw Wan Ziqian's reaction, she didn't understand anything. Her face turned pale and she fell straight backwards.

"Rou'er!"

Wan Ziqian reached out to hold Wan Yurou, his face turned gray, and he suddenly seemed to have become more than ten years old.

Everyone on the side sighed when they saw this place. The Shao Valley Master was killed inexplicably. Baizhang Valley really suffered a big defeat this time.

"You! I will crush you and expel you from the ashes!"

Wan Ziqian was filled with hatred and could no longer suppress it. As soon as he tried his best, he would use the forbidden technique to the middle-aged man. At this time, Shen Tu spoke.

"Fellow up with fellow Taoist Wan!"

Wan Ziqian didn't expect someone to stop him at this time. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes so sinister that it was scary.

Shen Tu was not afraid at all. He lowered his voice and said slowly: "I understand the mood of fellow Taoist Wan. But this thing is strange and I haven't figured out anything yet. We still have to make a long-term plan."

Shen Tu stared at the middle-aged man on the ground with a pair of eyes, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face.

The ancestor sent him a message just now, but he didn't see what this man was.

In any case, this man definitely did not appear out of thin air, and Shentu did not believe that he was the only one in the men's ethnic group.

If this unknown force has been lurking among the nine continents and has not been discovered, it will definitely be a hidden danger for them to unify the nine continents.

"From the long-term plan? He killed our young master. Do you want me to make a long-term plan?" Wan Ziqian's face was filled with hatred, and was so distorted.

"If he killed Qu Lingyao from your Tianluo Palace, can you still make a long-term plan!"

After hearing this, Shen Tu's face was instantly gloomy and scary. The pressure of his God-Transformation Stage suddenly burst out, and a strong wind gust appeared on the platform.

Lan Yue felt this spiritual pressure and narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly. She deserved to be Shen Tu, so strong!

Wan Ziqian shook his body suddenly under the pressure of this spirit. He raised his head in shock and looked at Shen Tu with a slightly dark face, and finally recovered his rationality a little.

Although their Baizhang Valley is the third sect in the world, it is still far behind the Tianluo Palace.

They cannot offend the Tianluo Palace...

Thinking of this, a trace of bitterness appeared on the corner of Wan Ziqian's mouth. Without the hatred in his heart, he could only force himself to calm down.

"This person must be disposed of by my Baizhanggu."

Wan Ziqian made a concession. As long as the man could finally hand it over to Baizhanggu, he would first give him up for investigation in Tianluo Palace.

Shentu nodded after hearing this, and agreed.

If a dog is anxious, he will bite people. He just wants to find out the truth, so he doesn't have to push Baizhanggu to the opposite side.

Seeing that Wan Ziqian had compromised, Lan Yue knew that the opportunity was coming.

She sent a voice to Qinghe and said, "Senior Brother, the time has come."

Qinghe nodded quietly and spoke in a low voice when everyone was stunned.

"This...is this the legendary Dome Dome Dome Dome?"

Qinghe stared at her eyes slightly, and the shock, curiosity and surprise were just right on her face.

"Domestic Domain?" Shen Tu turned his head and looked at Qinghe's eyes with a trace of exploration.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately looked at Qinghe. A hint of panic appeared in his heart. Now his life doesn't matter. The secrets of the Hongdao family and the Dome Domain must not be exposed.

Qinghe nodded, polished the words Lan Yue had just sent her to her, and told her in a casual manner.

Everyone was shocked when they heard the origins of the people of the Qiong Realm and their Nine Continents. They had never heard of the word Qiong Realm, and they didn't know that their Jiuzhou was almost destroyed in the hands of the Qiong Realm.

The middle-aged man heard Qinghe tell their origins almost everything, and his panic became deeper.

Could it be that Tianhua Zong Qinghe was the man who sent him a message just now? But how did he know about this?

The middle-aged man remembered that the Lord of the Dome once said that anything about their Dome Realm had been completely erased in the Nine Continents.

No people in Jiuzhou know their origin, so it is safe for them to lurk in Jiuzhou this time.

Everyone was originally half-believing and half-doubting about what Qinghe said, but when they saw the shocked and suspicious expression on the middle-aged man's face, they immediately believed what Qinghe said.

"I wonder where the fellow Taoist Qinghe heard about the affairs of the Dome of Heaven?" Shen Tu asked in a low voice.

He already believed what Qinghe said, because the ancestor also recognized Qinghe's words.
Chapter completed!