I have a passive skill.

When he was praying for the forest, Young Master Jiang lost his "Three Annoying Pupils" until he was on the verge of death, but he couldn't wait for rescue other than him.

At that time Jiang Qi made a very bold guess.

But at that time, Jiang Chaotian felt that Jiang Qi's idea was too dangerous and a little unrealistic.

Now it seems...

If it wasn't for throwing bait, why did Young Master Jiang stay away from the Northern Territory and rush to the Eastern Heavenly King City?

If it wasn't for collecting the net, why would Young Master Jiang participate in the King City Trial, where time changes are urgently needed?

After a long period of silence, Jiang Xian looked at Jiang Chaotian's eyes, seemed to understand something, and closed his eyes heavily.

It turned out that I was just a pawn...

He didn't ask any more questions, because it was related to the semi-saint, and then, he couldn't participate in it.

"Get ready for the ceremony!"

……

Yunlun Mountains, the edge.

On the section that does not belong to the trial of the royal city, amidst the clanging sound of iron tools, a bearded uncle with eight fingers was carrying a big sack, gently stretched out his hand, and touched the empty space in front of him.

"Buzz!"

A burst of mysterious fluctuations spread, and a layer of translucent enchantment wall emerged from the nothingness in front of him, which vaguely reflected the unexpected guest in front of him.

"Is this the 'Cloud World'..."

The sloppy uncle looked back thoughtfully, as if he was waiting for someone.

But after waiting for a long time, the expected figure did not appear, so he shook his head slightly, and cursed with a low smile: "It really is unreliable..."

No more hesitation, put your fingers together, and the sloppy uncle swiped in front of him, and a crack in space appeared.

He steps in.

In the next second, a gap was opened in the space in the barrier wall, and his figure passed through the world of secrets and entered the trial area of ​​the royal city.

Taking out the map, the sloppy uncle positioned himself and looked towards the direction of the Ninth Dragon Vein.

With just a glance from afar, he could already see many familiar auras.

"It's very lively..."

With a word of emotion, the uncle didn't stay any longer, he carried the sack and swung his arms, and galloped on the mountain without any image, and the sound of clanging iron tools resounded in all directions for a while.

Soon, his figure disappeared between the mountains and fields.

Soon after.

"embarrassed--"

There was a crow cry in the lonely mountain forest.

When the sloppy uncle entered the mountain, a gloomy figure descended.

Even with plenty of sunlight, this figure is still overcast, not exuding the slightest smell of a living person, just like a dead body.

The black figure, wearing a black feather coat, has a wide frame and a huge figure. There is a three-legged black owl standing on its shoulder.

"Acquainted with the eight deities?"

Ye Xiao officially appeared in the Yunlun Mountains for the first time since losing contact, murmuring without any emotion.

Her face was shrouded in darkness, and no emotion could be seen.

"Very well, come on, the more you come, the better!"

After a long pause, this gigantic black figure moved forward, chasing the traces of those who had gone far ahead in a somewhat lonely manner in the vast mountains and plains.

……

On the top of the Yunlun Mountains, above the main seat of the Cloud Realm.

Yu Zhiwen had only a very large spiritual mirror in front of him at this time, reflecting the two sides facing each other on Guyin Cliff.

There, there are many focal points that will inevitably set off a storm of terror in the future.

The holy slave Xu Xiaoshou, the holy palace Ye Xiaotian, the ruler in red Rao Yaoyao, the head of the body Wang Dahammer...

Yu Zhiwen leaned forward as he watched, a pair of star pupils fixed on the screen of the spirit mirror, the long-lost familiarity also had some unfamiliar faces.

"You, why did you appear here..."

Yu Zhiwen couldn't believe that Xu Xiaoshou, who had been hiding for a long time, unexpectedly exposed his whereabouts, and was caught head-on by Rao Jianxian with most of his troops.

There is almost no possibility of escape!

One of the Seven Sword Immortals, plus Wang Dahammer, the head of the body, without prior precautions, how could a mere grandmaster junior escape from the devil... Bah, born to heaven?

This is not a situation of different deaths, it is not an ambush set up in advance, and no preparations have been made in advance...

Ok?

wrong!

My position is on the side of the Holy Spirit Hall...

Yu Zhiwen came to his senses suddenly, and immediately withdrew his leaning body, slapped his forehead in frustration, not understanding why he was worried about that vicious holy slave Xu Xiaoshou.

This is the guy who killed the head of the different department!

Even though he was a different senior, I couldn't understand his behavior for a long time. He always disguised himself as a little lolita.

Uh, but if you turn against each other like this, it will be impossible to pull Xu Xiaoshou back to the camp of the Holy Spirit Hall...

Xu Xiaoshou is really a genius...

what a pity……

Yu Zhiwen felt regretful.

She felt that she should still be immersed in her previous naive thoughts.

She kept telling herself that Xu Xiaoshou at this time was already a person of different ways, and she couldn't do anything wrong...well, delusional.

But looking at the tense and cramped form in the screen of the spirit mirror, Yu Zhiwen couldn't help but clenched his fists tightly, and his heart was pulled in one place.

"It's good to catch alive..."

She was extremely nervous and murmured in a low voice.

At this moment.

A voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Why can't we just kill him?"

"Not too good..." Yu Zhiwen responded unconsciously.

The place where the main seat of the spirit mirror is guarded by the strongest celestial array, it is impossible for outsiders to enter, only Rao Yaoyao and himself can pass normally, so Yu Zhiwen is not half vigilant.

However, after half a sentence, Yu Zhiwen suddenly realized something was wrong.

The voice coming from behind was clearly a male voice!

Male voice, how could it be possible to come in?

Rao Jianxian is in the screen of the spiritual mirror, and the only man who can crack the secret array is Situ Yongren, but Situ Yongren's voice is not like this!

Yu Zhiwen looked back in horror.

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Chapter 931 Senior Rao, Save Me...

Two people!

The first thing that came into view was a man in a white shirt standing in front of him. He was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, and his appearance was above average. What can make people remember the characteristics of life.

The only thing that stands out is that this white shirted man is dressed in extravagant clothes, and he looks completely wealthy. In his hand, he is holding a small square alchemy tripod, which is only the size of a palm.

Just by visual inspection, Yu Zhiwen could already see the fluctuations of the holy power engulfing it.

Hallows...

It's still a near-perfect level holy artifact!

Such a sacred artifact, like a small toy, was casually held by the white shirted man in his hand - this should be the ultimate trump card that even the strong Taixu should hide!

Yu Zhiwen's first feeling: He is richer than me!

Second feeling: My life is over!

The master of the spiritual mirror in the cloud world must have used unimaginable means to be intruded by this person without any abnormality.

At present, there are no guards around Yu Zhiwen, and these people have been taken away by Rao Yaoyao.

With her own cultivation, she is completely unable to protect herself in such an emergency!

"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person."

The wealthy man in white shirt played with the small square tripod in his hand, and easily read the panic and helplessness shown by the veiled woman with unique star pupils.

His self-control is very strong, and he quickly looked away from the really amazing star pupils, and introduced himself: "The envoy of the Holy Palace, Bai Jia."

After a pause, he didn't hide Hua Zan's tone, and said: "The girl has such beautiful eyes, no accidents, she should be Yu Zhiwen, a genius from the Taoist Ministry?"

The envoy of the Holy Palace...Yu Zhiwen finally let go of his heart.

The "Cloud Realm World" developed by the Ministry of Taoism was originally made to cooperate with the trials of the major royal cities before the trial of the Holy Palace. Naturally, those who have the messenger order of the Holy Palace can freely enter and exit the main seat of the spiritual mirror.

Strictly speaking, the person currently sitting on the seat of the spiritual mirror should be the envoy of the Holy Palace who claims to be Baijia.

But the Holy Palace doesn't have so much free time to watch the trial progress of the trialists in the Little King City, so these trivial matters are all in charge of the middle and lower levels of the Holy Spirit Hall.

Yu Zhiwen has a high status, and he will be in charge of these spiritual mirrors in the Yunlun Mountains, mainly because the "cloud world" here is not only used to monitor the progress of the testers, but also has the function of spying on the location of stowaways.

Otherwise, the ones who are here now are at most Cheng Ji, the main hall of the Holy God Hall, not to mention Yu Zhiwen, Rao Yaoyao and the like.

"I have seen the messenger of the white scorpion, the little girl knows Wen."

Yu Zhiwen got up immediately, and bowed politely.

During this process, Bai Jian took out the envoy order of the Holy Palace and handed it over. Yu Zhiwen only verified it briefly, and then immediately returned it.

——No problem at all.

After recovering from the tense state of "my life is over", Yu Zhiwen has extra thinking ability. She immediately thought that the name "Bai Po" sounds familiar.

Although he had never met the person in front of him, after thinking about it for a while, Yu Zhiwen recalled the information about this person:

Bai Po, the agent of Jinzhao of the Holy Palace, one of the five powers of the Holy Palace, the "only" and "direct" of the elixir supply chain between the Holy Palace and the Holy God Hall, half of the holy families, and the secret realms of the five holy emperors Liaison person, honorary vice president of the headquarters of the Mainland Alchemist Association in the city of Sheng·Butu.

"There are still too many small false names, but even if they are all erased, Bai Ke's status can basically be equal to that of Rao Jianxian, who is in charge of the Tao in red.

"Well, the strength is uneven...

"His strength is not very strong. He is in the realm of Dao Slashing, and it is unknown how many times he has survived the nine-death thunder calamity, but this is just his 'cultivation strength'. In terms of real combat power, he should be able to easily kill him without using his own hands, relying on treasures alone. Too empty.

"Also, and...Bai Po, Jinzhao's direct disciple, Xu Xiaoshou's senior brother or junior...well, according to the strict seniority system of Jinzhao's lineage, it doesn't depend on cultivation level or status, only compulsion In terms of inheritance and seniority, he is Xu Xiaoshou's younger brother..."

When thinking of this, Yu Zhiwen's head was already a little dizzy.

This is a real big shot!

This is already a continent-level superpower who can be compared with her master at the age of young and middle-aged, and he is still the kind who has the right to speak.

How could this kind of person end up in person, come to the small Yunlun Mountains, and become a "Holy Palace Messenger"?

The Holy Palace is his home, whoever he wants to enter, but in a word, he should be called "Boss of the Holy Palace"...Yu Zhiwen was thinking wildly.

At this time, she finally noticed another person behind who had been silent.

Compared with the featureless white scorpion, the tall and thin man who fell behind was so distinctive!

This person was wearing a pure black cloth without variegation, casual and free and easy.

He has a head of thick black long hair, draped over his shoulders, with extremely high cheekbones, hiding his sharpness, and in the extremely deep eye sockets, there are a pair of sharp eagle-like pupils.

No eyebrows, dark circles, thin lips...

Just looking at it, Yu Zhiwen felt that Xingtong was in pain, so she immediately looked away, not daring to look any further.

It was another face that I didn't know, but it was definitely the standard for a big man... Yu Zhiwen subconsciously turned to the easy-talking Bai Po, with a slight inquiring expression in his eyes.