The Emperor Descending the Heavens

The ghost king Xietian stared at him, and suddenly said something that surprised everyone.

When he had finished speaking, he turned directly, put on the black robe hat again, and walked away slowly.

Qin Yu looked at the back of his departure, stopped slowly, raised his hand and wiped the blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

This time, he really played big.

Although protected by the vest, the strange veins and eight veins in the body have been shocked by the strange cold air.

Almost immediately after the ghost king Xie Tian left, Qin Yu sat up on the spot.

"It's okay, don't disturb me!"

After he only said such a word to the crowd, a black, even more weird, magic burst out in his body.

The weird cold air of spiritual practice is too much damage to Zhenyuan. If you want to suppress it, you must use a more overbearing magic air.

The real person looked at the magic in his body, and was shocked again.

"what is that?"

Many Qinmen seniors felt the strangeness of the magic and suddenly changed their looks.

Only those who spent the rainy night, Huaxian'er, Luo Chen, and Qincheng who had entered Qinxianfu with Qin Yu did not make a fuss.

"This is the special technique of the head. Don't make a fuss. Hurry up and block this area. Don't let anyone enter here to disturb the head and heal!"

Hua Yuye reminded everyone immediately.

Everyone heard and hurried away. Although they were shocked, they did not dare to disturb the healing of the doorkeeper because of curiosity.

Far from the island thousands of miles away, Skynet's core base.

The woman in black looked through the screen of the face-to-face method and looked at the dynamics in Qin Men's Gate. An elusive smile appeared on her face.

"Yes, yes, it seems that you have been exposed to many secrets from the Nether Torrent, and you don't know what adventures you have had in the Nether Torrent for three years?"

The woman in black murmured to herself.

"Li Xuntian, who was looking for Tianzong at the time, obtained the Taoist rule of Wanxian Master in the torrent of emptiness, and I ... didn't know you? Could the third master of Tianxian Temple fail?"

The woman in black seemed to tell a secret unknown to outsiders.

Unfortunately, Qin Yu didn't know all this.

Otherwise, he can rely on the piecemeal information to make a rough judgment.

Cultivation world, one of the five martial arts.

Dan Gate.

The high level of Danmen is now gathering in the sword chamber, and the head Chen Daoran seems to be talking to the high level of Danmen.

"What happened, it's been four years. Why haven't you captured Qin Yu's kid back?"

Chen Daoran, with white hair, looked at the top of Danmen and asked with a deep voice.

Danmen's high-level officials heard each other face to face.

After being silent for a long time, an elder Danmen, who was so good-looking, opened his mouth and replied to him: "Back to the head, we have been following up on this matter, but it seems that someone is secretly stumbling. For the past four years, we have been consecutive Many disciples have been lost, and even the deacon Wang, who was in charge of the incident, somehow died suddenly. "

Upon hearing this, Dan Dao's head Chen Daoran immediately became vigilant.

He hurriedly asked him, "What kind of martial arts disciples have been lost?"

"Everything is there, but the disciples at the peak of Zhenyuan Realm have the most losses ..."

Elder Danmen thought about it and replied to him like that.

"The disciple of Zhenyuan Realm?"

Dan Men's head Chen Daoran heard the words, his eyebrows tightened suddenly.