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Chapter 2160 Appearance, Bai Wantong’s Eye Technique

The well-dressed woman's face was expressionless and her expression was very indifferent.

"No matter what, there is always a glimmer of hope. As long as there is hope, even if it is a little bit, we must try our best to do it!"

The white-haired old man nodded, "It's strange to say that today, among these 100,000 Mines, many immortal cultivators with astonishing levels of cultivation have suddenly come over."

"These people went all the way down and seemed to be heading for that place."

The white-haired old man continued to speak, his brows furrowing even more deeply as he spoke.

The well-dressed woman said calmly: "Don't worry, although those cultivators are strong in cultivation, they are not enough to enter that place."

The white-haired old man said with worry on his face: "That's true, but the power of the monks in the Holy Land of Immortality Cultivation should not be underestimated. If... they are really touched by their power, will it cause greater harm to our Night Clan?

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The well-dressed woman thought for a moment and then said: "The misfortunes suffered by the Night Clan for thousands of years are closely related to that power. If the cultivators in the Holy Land of Cultivation of Immortals can really touch that power, it may not be a bad thing. Maybe... it is also possible.

, help us eliminate the disaster?"

The white-haired old man nodded, his eyes rolled, and his mind suddenly became active.

"Indeed! Then... should we try to contact them and help them? Even if we can't resolve the disaster of our Night Clan, taking the opportunity to make good friends with all the forces in the Holy Land of Immortal Cultivation wouldn't be a bad thing for us, right?"

When you open your mouth again, make a proposal immediately.

The well-dressed woman shook her head decisively without even thinking, "No! People's hearts are unpredictable, especially those who are cultivating immortals. The Night Clan has suffered too much from these cultivators!"

"If you have rash contact with these immortal cultivators, the cultivation resources controlled by the Night Clan will definitely attract the covetous attention of those who are interested."

"I'm afraid that by then, we will not be facing relief, but destruction!"

Hearing this, the white-haired old man sighed again, "Oh... well, for the sake of safety, just wait patiently."

"I just don't know, this dark day

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Son, how long do I have to stay up? Maybe I won’t be able to see the little old man in my lifetime!”

As he spoke, thinking about his sadness, the expression on the white-haired old man's face became even more sad.

"No matter what, the Night Clan has to go down this road. Didn't the predecessors... also come here this way?"

"Okay, Zhong Shenxiu has left, it's time for us to go back."

"There have been too many immortal cultivators with powerful cultivation levels in Shiwan Mine in the past few days. Everyone in the Night Clan must be extremely careful and not be targeted by them."

The well-dressed woman's expression was always calm and indifferent, and her eyes, which were as dark as ink, did not show any emotion.

After saying that, he immediately turned around and walked back into the city behind him.

At this moment, he glanced at the handsomely dressed young man beside him, noticed that the other man's expression was different, and hurriedly continued to speak.

"What's the matter, little guy? There seems to be something wrong with your face?"

The well-dressed young man stared into the distance, with mysterious power flowing in his eyes.

Hearing the voice of inquiry, he came back to his senses and said, "Second Elder, there seems to be a cultivator in front of me."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the well-dressed woman and the white-haired old man suddenly changed, and they exclaimed in unison.

"What? Someone broke in?"

"How is this possible... The Night Clan is connected to the outside world, but it is arranged by special means. Without my special token of the Night Clan, even the monks in the cultivating world who are separated from the gods will never be able to come in."

"Little guy, can you see how many people are coming in?"

With that said, the well-dressed woman continued to ask questions.

"Six people!" The well-dressed boy quickly replied.

The white-haired old man's face instantly turned pale.

, my scalp suddenly became numb, "These... six people sneaked into our Night Clan silently. This..."

The well-dressed woman bit her lip lightly and looked ahead as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Fellow Taoist He Fang, since you are here, why don't you show up and see me!"

At the same time, the strange power around him fluctuated violently, and was already silently gaining momentum.

But before they could say anything, a voice came from the front, which made the woman in fine clothes and the old man with white hair startled again.

"Second Elder, Third Elder, long time no see. You've been having a good time these years!"

Um?

The two exchanged glances quickly, and the change in their eyes was invisible as they were as dark as ink.

But there was a look of surprise on his face.

As soon as the doubtful thoughts appeared, six figures appeared in the darkness in front of them, slowly approaching the crowd.

The leader, with a faint smile on his face, is the body of Su Twelve.

"Fellow Taoist, do you recognize me?"

The well-dressed woman looked suspicious and looked at Su Twelve calmly.

No matter how you look at it, you feel that the person in front of you is extremely strange.

The biggest feeling is that the cultivation strength of the person in front of me is unfathomable and cannot be matched by myself.

Behind him, there were four people who were on par with him, and there was one person who seemed to her to be as deep as the stars and as unfathomable as the abyss.

Such a group of people made her heart suddenly rise to her throat.

On his face, he still tried his best to show disapproval.

Su Twelve smiled and continued, "I haven't seen him for more than a hundred years. Elder Ban Fenghe is still as handsome as before! And Elder Pulsatilla, his body is as strong as ever!"

As soon as these words came out, Ban Fenghe's delicate body trembled slightly, as if he was struck by lightning, and he instantly fell into memories.

The white-headed man on the side also froze on the spot, looking at Su Twelve, also lost in thought.

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After a moment, Ban Fenghe said again, "Who...are you?"

In more than a hundred years, there were not many monks who had interacted with the Night Clan, and she was involved in every one of them.

But no matter which one, they can't compete with the person in front of them.

Facing the inquiry, Su Twelve still had a smile on his face and had no intention of hiding it.

But, he didn't wait to speak.

The well-dressed young man at the side suddenly trembled.

"Master! Master is here!"

He exclaimed and became even more excited as he spoke.

"Master?"

Ban Fenghe and Pulsatilla were taken aback. They looked at each other quickly, and then their eyes focused on Su Twelve again.

In an instant, a name and a figure appeared in my mind.

"You are... Su..."

Ban Fenghe hurriedly spoke out before he could finish his words.

"I am now the elder Wang Su of the Ancient Immortal Sect. I can also be a member of the Night Clan, and I have received help from the Night Clan."

The corner of his eye swept over the well-dressed young man beside him, and two vague expressions of surprise flashed across Su Twelve's eyes.

His body was trapped in the quicksand, and his consciousness descended on the body of the Sanxian.

Even if the distraction period exists, I can't see the connection between my scattered immortal body and my true body.

But he didn't expect that he would be shouted out by Bai Wantong.

This made him secretly frightened, but when Ban Fenghe opened his mouth, he didn't care about anything else and hurriedly announced his identity again.

Now, with the body of the loose immortal, what I have to do is to try to collect the half-immortal weapon from the quicksand, and the other is to try to rescue the main body from under the half-immortal weapon.

As for the grudges between the main body and Tiandao Palace, he did not want to involve Xiao Yue and others.

There is no need to expose the relationship between the body of the Sanxian and the main body.




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