"Yuan Qing, why do you listen to the old patriarch so much?"
"I know that you have been cared for by the old patriarch since you were a child, and so am I."
"But now Wan Jin is suffering in the immortal tomb. Maybe his life is in danger at this time. Aren't you anxious?"
Han Yue watched from the side as Yuan Qing continued to send the clan members out through the black door, with a look of confusion on his face.
Now that the old man has left to go elsewhere, Han Yue naturally doesn't have to pretend to be as submissive as before.
He has never forgotten what Xu Wanjin is going through now.
At this time, seeing Yuan Qing following the old man's instructions so respectfully, without worrying about Xu Wanjin at all, I felt disappointed.
Yuan Qing was startled when he heard this, but soon returned to normal.
He held the scepter in his hand tightly, straightened up and said to Hanyue with a solemn expression: "Brother Hanyue, you don't understand what the old man is going to do."
"I know you won't understand this now, but trust me, you will eventually understand."
Yuan Qing said it but it was as if he didn't say it, which made Han Yue feel a little angry.
"What's the use of saying this? I only know that Wanjin is in dire straits right now!"
Han Yue gritted her teeth and clenched her fists fiercely.
Han Yue flew straight up as soon as she disagreed with him and headed towards the forbidden area.
Yuan Qing's pupils shrank when he saw this, he stretched out his hand to stop him, and even looked at the scepter in his hand.
But looking at Han Yue's retreating figure, he still couldn't make up his mind for a long time, and had no choice but to watch him fly towards the forbidden area.
"well."
After sighing, Yuan Qing regained his energy, turned his head and accelerated the process of sending the tribesmen out of the Black Gate.
On the other side, Jinghong, who left the Black Gate, returned all the way to the Holy Land of the Rebel Clan.
The reason why he came back here was to try to send Xiao Jin out with him.
Because he noticed that Xiao Jin seemed to be very afraid of the Holy Land, he placed it here.
I hope Xiao Jin will stop running around and wait for him in the Holy Land honestly.
When Jinghong opened the secret passage into the Holy Land, he walked in and found that there was no trace of Xiao Jin in front of him.
Suddenly Jinghong's pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the mural carved on the ceiling.
You can see that the second half of the mural, which was originally very blurry, has begun to become clear.
Even some murals that did not appear have been completely completed and finalized.
In the picture, two figures entered the world of Immortal Tomb together, it was Xiao Jin and Han Yue.
Not long after they entered, Xiao Jin was taken away by a dark figure.
In the final scene, Xiao Jin was sunk into a dark pool, and then a unique evil demon emerged from the sky.
And this evil demon is the evil demon that destroyed the entire Rebel Clan in the previous mural.
"Oops!"
Seeing this scene, Jinghong felt horrified in his heart. Immortal energy all over his body exploded, and he turned into a white light and rushed out.
Not long after, the fairy light transformed by Jinghong approached the entrance of the fairy tomb.
It happened that Xiao Jin and Han Yue had arrived at the entrance.
"Hanyue, don't bring Xiao Jin in!"
Seeing that the two were about to enter the entrance of the Immortal Tomb, Jinghong hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted loudly.
Han Yue, who was at the entrance to the Immortal Tomb, immediately turned around after hearing Mr. Jinghong's call.
Just looking at the old man who was approaching them, Han Yue had no idea of stopping there.
Finally, she took a deep look at the old patriarch Jinghong, and Han Yue's eyes flashed with determination.
He picked up Xiao Jin and rushed straight into the immortal tomb.
After all, Jinghong, who was a step too late, settled in front of the entrance of the Immortal Tomb, pressing his forehead with regret on his face.
"Why? What is the reason for this!"
"Could it be that the Rebel Clan can't escape this fate after all?
A disaster of luck?"
Old man Jinghong was half kneeling on the ground, his old face full of despair and unwillingness.
After a while, old man Jinghong had a lot of thoughts in his mind. Under the fluctuation of his mood, even the pure white immortal energy in his body began to vibrate.
A wave of darkness gradually spread, and under the strong self-blame and despair, Mr. Jinghong actually had a tendency to become a demon.
The time he was imprisoned by Feiyu was not just torture.
Under the influence of demonic energy for many years, old man Jinghong's physique has changed.
Even though the demonic element has been removed now, the demonic intention has already been planted in his body. Once his mood fluctuates too much, the demonic intention will take advantage of it and sneak in.
At this moment, the conditions for demonic invasion are met.
Just when Mr. Jinghong was about to go to extremes, Zhang Yifeng's previous answer suddenly came to his mind.
"My future is decided by myself!"
Opening his eyes suddenly, the immortal energy surging in Mr. Jinghong's body gradually calmed down.
The demonic intention that was pulled out was instantly defeated and dissipated.
"How can I stop here? Young people are working hard for their future. How can I feel sorry for myself here!"
"What fate is, it's just a prophecy."
"Prophecy is for change!"
With a low drink, Mr. Jinghong's eyes flashed with determination as he completely resolved his confusion.
Immediately, he took firm steps and walked straight into the Immortal Tomb.
At the same time, Yuan Qing, who was sending his clansmen off in front of the black gate, seemed to feel something.
He raised his head and looked in the direction of the forbidden area, and tightened the scepter in his hand slightly.
"Old patriarch, Hanyue, I hope you can return safely."
With a murmur, Yuan Qing turned all the emotions in his heart into his own motivation.
The footsteps kept sending the rebels to the Black Gate one by one.
On the other side, the deepest part of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave in the Immortal Tomb World.
Gu Yi threw Xu Wanjin to the edge of the black pool.
"Gu, it seems your plan is going well!"
"Boy, we meet again."
Huang Huang on the edge of the black pool suddenly showed excitement when he saw that Gu Shunli had captured Xu Wanjin.
After taking a few steps to squat down next to Xu Wanjin, Huang grabbed Xu Wanjin's chin and lifted his head up.
Xu Wanjin shook his head slightly, and then he saw the situation around him clearly.
He didn't look at Huang. The first thing he noticed was Fei Yu shivering in the corner.
After seeing Fei Yu, his eyes flashed but he didn't say anything.
Then he turned around and looked at Huang who was squatting in front of him.
Looking at this demon with dark skin and two war lines on his face, Xu Wanjin narrowed his eyes slightly.
Naturally, he heard clearly what the other party said just now. After thinking about it for a while, he guessed the identity of the demon in front of him.
"Why, are you so anxious to see me because you feel that your last death was not pleasant enough?"
Xu Wanjin sneered and looked at Huang in front of him with disdain.