Next to the man, the woman's face was as white as jade and her skin was like gelatin.
She has dark hair and a bun with flying cloud fringes. She has an apricot face and peach cheeks, eyebrows as light as spring mountains, and eyes like autumn waves. She has a tall figure, enlarged breasts, slim waist, raised hips and slim legs. She is better than a begonia in the sun, with pear blossoms in the rain.
She is wearing a light yellow plain gauze skirt, which exudes a style that is completely different from the man next to her and the people in black behind her.
She is obviously charming and charming, but her aura is somewhat solemn and holy.
This is clearly an effect that can only be achieved by practicing Xuanmen Zhengfa!
"Is it her? Lin Qiao'er? She has condensed the golden elixir? And this guy... It's this familiar feeling again! Could it be..."
"In such a short period of time, he actually condensed the golden elixir. And...why did they go to the Demonic Shadow Palace?"
Su Twelve did not pay much attention to the people of the Zhao Dynasty. .??.??
Almost immediately, he turned his attention to the location of the man in black.
Looking over, Su Twelve's eyes were filled with hatred. With just one glance, he knew the origins of these people. They must be people from the Demonic Shadow Palace.
This made his heart beat faster and his breathing become rapid.
The overwhelming hatred that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly emerged in my heart.
But when he saw the appearance of the two leaders clearly, his heart suddenly trembled and he was greatly surprised!
Although many years have passed and the number of encounters is limited, Lin Qiaoer's appearance has hardly changed, and she has saved her life. Su Twelve recognized her at a glance.
Not only that, Lin Wuyou, who was standing side by side with Lin Qiaoer, also made him feel an inexplicable sense of intimacy at the same moment.
And this feeling was already faintly felt in Wuliuyuan.
But the feeling was very weak at the time, and it just made him feel strange and secretly alert.
"Is it him?! Was he secretly helping little girl Feng Fei that day in Wuliuyuan? Was it out of goodwill? Or... was he just having other agendas?
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"What exactly happened...?"
After being surprised, an electric spark flashed through Su Twelve's mind, and some things that he had not understood before suddenly became clear to him.
He frowned and his expression became more solemn.
His spiritual incarnation, as well as Lin Qiaoer, actually got involved with the Demonic Shadow Palace. This was not a good phenomenon.
"It seems...it is necessary to find an opportunity to ask them!"
Just as Su Twelve was sizing up secretly.
Lin Wuyou's eyebrows moved slightly, and at the same moment, his eyes fell on Su Twelve calmly.
The two people's eyes met in the air.
Su Twelve's expression was solemn, and his eyes were particularly sharp. On the other hand, Lin Wuyou looked more confused.
I wonder about the reason for this inexplicable feeling in my heart!
The two looked at each other speechlessly.
And behind the crowd where the Demon Shadow Palace was, a figure shrouded in black clothes suddenly flashed two extremely obscure cold lights in his eyes.
The cold light quickly swept over Lin Wuyou and Su Twelve, looking thoughtful.
Hmm? If my prediction is correct, this boy should be the Su Twelve that the Lord is looking for?
After suffering such serious injuries, he still dared to participate in the Tianjue Secret Realm. What a brave boy!
According to Lin Wuyou, my disciple Wushuang died in his hands? But could it be that Su Twelve and Lin Wuyou... knew each other?
A flash of light flashed across the man's eyes, and then he regained his composure without attracting anyone's attention.
At the same time, Situ Zhen glanced at everyone in the Demon Shadow Palace, and then sternly shouted at
The Great Zhao Dynasty asked Zhao Mingyuan.
"Fellow Daoist Zhao, what do you mean?"
"Is there any problem?" Zhao Mingyuan put his hands behind his back, his eyes flashing with a bright look.
"Isn't there a problem if you bring the evil cultivator from the Demonic Shadow Palace here?" Situ Zhen accused loudly.
"How to arrange the quota for the Great Zhao Dynasty is also the business of the Great Zhao Dynasty. It shouldn't be the Huanxing Sect's turn to worry about us?!" Zhao Mingyuan said coldly, his thick lion eyebrows trembling, exuding a calm and powerful look.
Momentum. ??
Zhao Mingyuan is already stronger, plus he has been in a high position all year round.
In terms of momentum alone, he completely overwhelmed Situ Zhen.
"The evil cultivators of the Demon Shadow Palace are very ambitious, so fellow Daoist Zhao is not afraid of letting them enter the secret realm and ruin everyone's trip to the secret realm?" Situ Zhen gritted his teeth, looking annoyed.
"Haha, no matter how powerful the people in the Demonic Shadow Palace are, they are all monks. Even if they want to cause trouble, our four sects are in the same spirit, so why should we be afraid of them!" Zhao Mingyuan laughed loudly.
The loud laughter spread like water waves and fell on everyone's ears, like a dense cluster of bells and drums exploding in everyone's hearts.
Outside Yunheng Mountain, those monks with lower cultivation levels suddenly had expressions of pain on their faces, and were inexplicably horrified.
Situ Zhen was determined to continue speaking, but Zhao Mingyuan showed his power, and he was the first to bear the brunt and bear the greatest pressure.
At this moment, I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. I thought that I could finally get the opportunity to say a few words to the other party in a symbolic way, and at the same time improve my image and prestige.
But when I really faced Zhao Mingyuan, I realized how much pressure there was, and the other party clearly intended to use him to establish his power.
If I had known this earlier, I would have avoided the limelight and left it directly to Master Tianhong or Shen Miaoyin to handle.
Anyway, on this trip, my group has the absolute advantage in terms of numbers.
The potential and target are also key to the Tianyan Order!
"Since we are all connected by the same spirit, why do fellow Taoists add such hidden worries?" A cold light flashed in Xiao Muzi's eyes, and he suddenly spoke.
When the voice sounded, his whole aura suddenly became fierce, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed.
The sword was not unsheathed, and the invisible sword energy soared into the sky.
Directly and neatly, breaking the impact of Zhao Mingyuan's laughter.
"It's not that the Zhao Dynasty intends to cause trouble for you, it's actually... the Taoist friends from the Demon Shadow Palace who have made an offer that I cannot refuse."
"Furthermore, in Muyun Prefecture, our five parties have equal power. If the Taoist friends of the Demon Shadow Palace are not involved in this trip, and the Demon Shadow Palace is causing trouble behind the scenes, no one is willing to take this risk!"
Zhao Mingyuan looked at Xiao Muzi carefully, his laughter stopped suddenly, and his attitude softened a bit.
In the world of immortality, strength has always spoken.
No matter where Situ Zhen is from, in front of him, if you are not qualified, you are not qualified!
But Xiao Muzi is different. He is the number one sword cultivator in the Golden Core Stage of the Wuji Sect, and his strength cannot be underestimated!
"Amitabha, what fellow Taoist Zhao said is not unreasonable. However, when you go to the secret realm, whether you are alive or dead, you can decide on your destiny."
Zen Master Shanfa clasped his hands together and chanted Amitabha. His eyes swept across the people in the Demonic Shadow Palace, but he did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes.
There is no room for evil in his eyes, and the Demonic Shadow Palace and the Golden Zen Temple are incompatible enemies.
"We dare to take risks, so we are naturally determined to die. Besides...this trip to the Shadow Palace has no intention of targeting any force."
"However, if anyone wants to take action against the Demonic Shadow Palace, Lin Wuyou is here to accept the request on behalf of the Demonic Shadow Palace!!"
In front of the crowd in the Demonic Shadow Palace, Lin Wuyou said loudly, neither humble nor arrogant.