The scene of the immortal replenishment scene suddenly fell into a strange silence.

Everyone looked at each other, but none of them dared to speak first.

After a long time, someone asked weakly: "Brother Dao, the news we received is that the mysterious coffin of the Shishi... is fake, right?"

When everyone heard this, they looked at Daoyuan with some at a loss.

Daoyuan, who had always been very calm, had a hint of panic flashed in his eyes at this moment. However, he still coughed lightly and said in a deep voice: "Don't mess around! Perhaps, the mysterious coffin was just covered by the two immortals Xiyi using unpredictable means, and it might be possible that they are still there. We..."

Before he could finish his words, a panicked voice interrupted him: "How is it possible? It is obviously a fake mysterious coffin, but it can actually pass through the world?!"

As the man said, he flew quickly towards the original location of the Xuan Coffin without any effort.

It is Nangong Hongzhao who was sure of the authenticity of the mysterious coffin before!

"Oh no!" All the new immortal hunters were all disdained. If Zhenruo was judged by Daoyuan, then Nangong Hong would be very likely to face the two true immortals directly. Not only did he die on the spot, he would also expose all the others who were ambushing in the dark.

Everyone wanted to stop Nangong Hongzhao's reckless behavior.

However, this person's body was erratic and his speed was beyond imagination. He arrived at his destination in the blink of an eye.

Everyone breathed suffocated.

Fortunately, the expected tragic scene did not happen.

However, the expressions of everyone did not become relaxed because of this. Instead, they became even more distraught.

"The mysterious coffin of Dushishi is really gone."

"With it disappearing, there are two Xiyi Zhenxian."

The matter is so serious that it is obvious that this group of new immortal hunts can no longer control it. So Daoyuan decisively chose to report online through Dao.

The reaction on the other end of Dao.com was a little beyond his imagination.

"What? The fairy bait is gone? This is impossible!"

"Dao.com's observations, it is clearly still in place!"

"Where is Yan Xuantai! Why didn't he contact me!"

The angry voice spread through the ripples of the Taoist net, from the distant center of the Sun Star Sea to everyone's ears.

By the time of the last word, the master of the voice had really arrived here.

But he is a short old man who is less than three feet tall.

The silver-white hair and beard even grew over his body. It entrenched under his feet, like a flowing cloud.

The old man's face was gloomy and terrible, and his eyes swept across everyone.

All of these new immortal hunters subconsciously lowered their heads and did not dare to look at the old man.

"This one is..."

Li Fan also felt the power of the old man in front of him.

As the old man breathes, the invisible strings between heaven and earth emit corresponding fluctuations. This tunnel net has even become clearer and more stable because of the old man's arrival.

In Ma Tiande's memory, he once saw this old man from afar.

When he received the position of Dao.com operator, the old man presided over the meeting.

"Shuoxinghai Governor, one of the chairman and elders, Nangong Fusheng."

Nangong Fusheng teleported to the original location of the mysterious coffin of the immortal bait. Looking at Nangong Hongzhao who was in the same place and kept whispering incoherently, Nangong Fusheng angrily scolded "Waste!"

He slapped Nangong Hongzhao out with a slap.

Allowing him to fly uncontrollably in the starry sea, Nangong Fusheng's angry mood gradually calmed down and he carefully looked around.

Round after circle of ripples emanate from Nangong Fusheng as the center.

The Xianshou people who watched from afar felt that the whole world seemed to have turned into a sea of ​​violent storms. The whistling and roaring waves seemed to completely swallow them at any time. They could only use the power of the Tao Net to maintain their stability.

The Taoist net is rippling endlessly.

Finally, Nangong Fusheng pulled out a black colorful spike from the void with his right hand.

The spike was taken out, and Nangong Fusheng laughed instead of anger: "Yan Xuantai, a good method! He can actually deceive Dao.com and hide the world!"

The new immortal hunters were also staring at the black colorful spikes in Nangong Fusheng's hand.

The eyes flashed.

In their past cognition, Tao.com is equivalent to the great way of heaven and earth. The great power of heaven and earth is unparalleled in the world. We can only find ways to control it.

But now, they have officially joined the Xianshou Organization for the first mission they performed.

I met an existence that could deceive Dao.com.

Even in full view of the public, a cicada escaped.

"Who is this Yan Xuantai?"

There was a lot of doubt in everyone's heart.

The fake Xuan Coffin actually ran away with two real immortals who were already regarded as prey. Moreover, there was a faint shadow of conspiracy among the insiders of the Shuoxing Hai Xianshou Organization.

This is by no means a trivial matter.

Soon, in addition to Nangong Fusheng, three other monks arrived one after another.

Even though they covered their figures, they restrained their own power. But their arrival still seemed to have caused storms in this authentic network. The new immortal hunts could only tremble. When faced with inquiries, they did not dare to hide anything, and they all said the truth.

"Go back first."

"I don't think this matter is that simple."

Nangong Fusheng said in a deep voice to the three figures, without any intention of hiding in front of everyone.

Silver hair and beard are long without wind.

Wrap all the immortal hunters.

As he was about to leave, Li Fan vaguely heard the silver-haired package, Nangong Hongzhao's anxious shout came: "San Uncle, wait for me!"

The silver hair was shrouded and spread out again.

In just a blink of an eye, everyone was taken back to the center of the Shuoxing Sea.

They were taken into the dark compartment separately for a second inquiry.

Since they were indeed uninformed newcomers, the organization did not make too many difficulties. After just a few routine questions, it ended.

However, there was no intention of letting them go. They were still arranged in countless dark compartments like death row.

Although everyone's freedom of movement is not limited, it is limited to this area.

Can't leave.

The endless darkness gradually swallowed everyone's hearts and minds.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! At the beginning, a group of new immortal hunters still had hope. They felt that the imprisonment would end soon.

But as the day passed, the organization seemed to have completely forgotten them. Since they were arranged here, there has been no sound.

Gradually, the mentality of the people also changed differently.

"I understand. Hunting the true immortals and the mysterious coffin is missing. These are still part of the assessment of immortal hunting. We are still in the assessment! I must cheer up and not be decadent!"

"I think I have a bright future, but I actually encountered this kind of thing. I'm afraid I'll be considered useless in this life."

"Xuan Coffin disappeared with two true immortals. Someone must be responsible for such a big deal. Could it be that if we are just scapegoats?"

...

Most people are in panic all day long.

Only those who can remain calm in such a situation are the real genius.

Li Fan felt the three sword intents that had never been cut off next door, and nodded slightly.

"Since Jin Changyue was imprisoned, she has always been raising this sword intent. She was imprisoned for no reason, suffered unjust injustice, and became resentful in her heart. But it was the best time to raise the sword with her intention."

"However, if this sword intention wants to be successful, it requires someone to sacrifice the sword."

In addition to Jin Changyue, Daoyuan was also calm. Except for some of the aura fluctuations at the beginning, the rest of the time, they were like hidden dragons in the abyss, quietly dormant, waiting for the opportunity.

Li Fan would not have any impatient mood in his heart. However, he still hid his weakness and kept pretending to show anxiety and despair.

In fact, he kept thinking about the scene where the two immortals Xiyi launched the mysterious coffin to cross the world and left.

The Xuanyin recited by the two immortals Xiyi slowly faded into Li Fan's memory as time passed. Even the recording of the Taoist stone was the same.

Li Fan could only repeat it over and over again to deepen his impression.

But the general trend that eventually fades away is unchangeable after all.

Li Fan also tried to directly use the micro-dao network in his divine mind to reflect the fluctuations at that time.

However, the shocks in the great way of heaven and earth caused by Xuanyin are all within the Xuan coffin.

Li Fan only observed it from a distance through the Dao.com and could not accurately record it.

"That mysterious coffin is false, but it is actually true."

"Apart from being unable to pass through the world, it is almost no different from a real mysterious coffin..."

Li Fan remembered what Nangong Hongzhao said before and felt aroused in his heart.

Although Nangong Hongzhao was not brought back by Nangong Fusheng before, a few days later, he was still injected into the black prison here.

However, he did not show anxiety or worry. Instead, he seemed to have done something wrong, showing his dejected look.

These days, I just lie lazily on the ground.

Close your eyes and sleep.

Li Fan quietly came over.

"Brother Nangong, there is something I've been holding it in for a long time."

"It's like a thorn in your throat, you won't be happy if you don't ask!"

Perhaps it was because of his previous performance of "Ma Tiande", which barely left a positive impression in Nangong Hongzhao's heart.

Nangong Hongzhao suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Li Fan lightly.

Then he said nothing and continued to close.

Li Fan knew that since he had not clearly expressed his rejection, he was agreeing.

Immediately, I sent a message to ask: "What's going on with the real transformation of the fake Xuan Coffin? Brother Nangong knows what the inside story."

Nangong Hongzhao said angrily: "Didn't you see me being swept away like garbage? What can I know inside the story?"

Li Fan quickly comforted him: "Brother Nangong, don't say that. That's Elder Nangong of the Council. How many people want to be swept like this, but they don't have the qualifications."

When Nangong Hongzhao heard this, she opened her eyes again.

He narrowed his eyes again and thoughtfully said, "I almost forgot that you were a Dao.com operator and he was also from the Autonomous Council. No wonder you know how powerful my third uncle is."

Li Fan nodded repeatedly: "That's, that's."

Seeing that Nangong Hongzhao's attitude gradually eased, Li Fan quickly got to the point: "I have been idle these days and have been thinking about it. There are several possibilities for this fake coffin."

"First, the fake coffin was imitated according to the real coffin. Apart from some necessary conditions, it is no different from the real mysterious coffin that crossed the world. The two immortals Xiyi who came to the starry sea just happened to master these necessary conditions. Therefore, they naturally escaped to other worlds with the help of the mysterious coffin."

"But there is one thing that makes no sense about this guess. It is just used as bait to trap the real immortals. As long as it is done, it doesn't have to be so real. So, I guess again, it was Yan Xuantai who secretly made some tricks or used a trick to replace the fake coffin with another one that was closer to the real coffin. He sneaked in it, waited for the two immortals Xiyi to enter, and talked about the reason. Then he escaped with them."

"But..." Li Fan paused.

"I don't know who Yan Xuantai is. He was sent to secretly supervise and protect the first hunt of the new immortal hunt. Such a big and small thing, his identity and status should be nowhere near. But he actually holds such a treasure?"

"And, there is also the black colorful spike that can deceive Dao.com. I can't guess what I think!" Li Fan sighed.

"I see that we may be locked up here, and there will never be a day to stand out. Can Brother Nangong solve my doubts? Don't worry, I will never say it." Li Fan swore.

After being silent for a long time, Nangong Hongzhao's subtle voice came: "Your thoughts are very meticulous. Some places coincide with what I guess. But I know some inside information that you don't know."

"It's not a secret, it's okay to say it's okay with you. Yan Xuantai, who was originally a member of the [Sacred Shang], joined the Xianshou. A hundred years ago, the entire Shangshang suddenly disappeared from the Sunkong Star Sea. Only some of the remains were left and abandoned."

"I thought he had already broken up with Shengshang, but he never thought..." Nangong Hongzhao snorted coldly.

"Speaking of all, Sheng Shang was one of the founders of Xianshou. Many of the techniques for capturing immortals were provided by them. Moreover, the members of Sheng Shang did not like fighting and power. They only targeted the capture of immortals, so they had a transcendent position in the original Xianshou organization. After Sheng Shang suddenly parted without saying goodbye and did not know where to end. Yan Xuantai, as the abandoned son of Sheng Shang, was not overly troubled. He even arranged important positions..."

When Li Fan heard the word "Sheng Shang", his heart moved slightly.

He continued to ask: "According to Brother Nangong, the Holy Merchant has been around a hundred years ago. In a century, we have made many progress in the art of Taoist Net. Even though Yan Xuantai is a Saint Merchant, he actually has the means to deceive Taoist Net? Could it be that the Saint Merchant is so much ahead of us? Or..."

Li Fan seemed to realize something and suddenly lowered his voice: "Is it possible that Yan Xuantai has recently contacted the Saint Shang again and found a way to escape?"

"But this doesn't make sense. Unless the fake coffin is not escaping to other worlds, but another star sea. Where is the sacred commerce?"

Nangong Hongzhao shook her head slightly: "This is not something I can know. This matter is confusing. Yan Xuantai is withdrawn by nature and often acts alone. It is difficult to investigate."
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