I have a passive skill.

Gou Wuyue smiled and put the famous sword that had been polished to a shiny luster into its sheath, and said: "Even if he guesses it, I want to do it too."

Chang Yi was a little terrified when he heard it.

This wave of targeted strikes plus fishing law enforcement is likely to turn a small White Cave mutation into a stormy event that shakes the entire continent!

The question is, can you handle it?

If the holy slave really called everyone.

Can Senior Wuyue handle all of this alone?

impossible!

If he could bear it, he wouldn't be able to severely injure a group of white-clothed troops who came from the central region by simply being sleeveless.

"Don't overthink it."

Gou Wuyue could see Xiaoyi's expression was very worried.

He waved his hands, carried Nu Lan's voice behind his back, stood up and said, "Yu Lingdi, it's not that easy to trap that kid."

"Although he is still only the throne and has never broken through Zhan Dao, but no matter how strong Zhan Dao is, if you really want to fight him, you will eventually be ground to death by his weird water ability."

"It's not that easy to be able to sit in the first seat of the Spirit Department among the six divisions, which belongs to the spiritual master alone, and who is also known as the most profound meaning of the spiritual master in the mainland."

"So……"

Gou Wuyue walked down the steps slowly, frowning slightly: "Who can trap him the moment he appears?"

"A member of the Holy Slave?" Chang Yi asked constructively.

"For the time being, who among the holy slaves has such ability?" Gou Wuyue asked again.

"It seems... isn't it?"

Tasting Wing is a little uncertain.

After all, among the top ten holy slaves, there are only a few of them who have really made big movements on the mainland.

If all of them were exposed, it is estimated that they would not be able to preserve all ten top chairs so perfectly for so many years, not even losing one.

"Have!"

"There is indeed such a person!"

Gou Wuyue paced to Changyi's side, then remembered something, stopped, and said in a concentrated voice: "Immediately! Send a message to the Northern Territory, and notify the people who banned the 'Flower Fragrance Hometown', push forward with all your strength!"

"If the obstacles in the exploration of Qiduanban become smaller, it means that Haitang'er's true self is no longer there."

"And if it gets blocked and becomes bigger..."

Gou Wuyue's mouth twitched: "That means she's really gone!"

"Begonia?"

Chang Yi didn't have any information about this person in his mind, so he was at a loss.

"The matter of the Northern Territory is not within your scope of responsibility, just follow the order." Gou Wuyue said solemnly.

"Yes!"

Taste Wing immediately nods his head and is about to back down.

"and many more."

Gou Wuyue immediately called someone to stop him.

"And...yes, there's more."

"Ask people to beat up all the strongholds in the Southern Territory that are suspected to be Xuyue Gray Palace, at least so that they can't come here."

Gou Wuyue paused.

"Also, the 'Half Moon Residence' in the Southern Region, the 'Damo Ridge' in the Western Region, and the 'City of the Dead Buddha' in the Central Region...all of them are sent to me to keep an eye on them!"

"These places are now the largest strongholds of suspected holy slaves."

"Especially the 'City of the Dead Buddha'!"

Gou Wuyue's tone became serious, and her voice was a bit cold: "Absolutely, absolutely, don't let those guys inside come out!"

"Yes!"

Chang Yi took a sip, feeling dark in his heart.

Although among these place names, he has only heard of the "City of the Dead Buddha" in the Central Territory, the other two are not in the scope of combat, so he doesn't know anything about them.

But this does not prevent him from tuning in to the danger level of this operation in his heart, which is high.

That is the city of the dead Buddha!

The city of Shengfutu is also known as the holy place for alchemists, weapon refiners, and spirit formation masters.

City of Dead Buddhas...

That is a real death and killing angle, with thousands of miles of dead bones and millions of floating corpses, it is indescribable!

I heard that the white clothes who guarded there, in a year, either half of them died or half of them went crazy.

It was a place of fear where only elites in white clothes could withstand the pressure.

A sinful city that needs the personal supervision of the common people, and can't even spare half a cup of tea!

"The corner of the cross."

Gou Wuyue seemed to think of something, and said sternly: "Especially at the cross street corner, it's best to ask someone to make a big noise, but don't make it too obvious, just ask Ai Common Sheng for details."

"Anyway, don't let that person out."

Chang Yi heard his footsteps soften.

Cross street corner?

The "cross street corner" that hangs the "Blooded Pope's Cross" in the city of dead pagodas?

"It's to prevent the one who has the title of 'Ghost Gate, God Calls God'... to kill the world and fight the ghost gate...to come out?" Chang Yi swallowed hard.

Gou Wuyue nodded silently.

Immediately, he laughed, and slapped Xiaoyi's back with his backhand.

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm not asking you to go and guard it yourself."

"Besides, those loving people are watching, as long as you bring my words to them, they won't be able to make any waves, and it's even more impossible for them to get out." Gou Wuyue comforted her.

"Yes!"

Chang Yi's voice was a little higher, almost breaking his voice, as if he was emboldening himself.

"Don't go, there is more."

Gou Wuyue grabbed the six gods and no masters, and immediately asked: "How about the thing I asked you to do last time?"

"what……"

Chang Yi was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted: "Senior, did you talk about the matter of participating in Yuexian City?"

"Ah."

Gou Wuyue nodded.

The last time he fought against Sheng Nu in Qinglong County, an Eighth Sword Immortal ran out, but he later asserted that he was not.

Therefore, Gou Wuyue gave an order to search the two peak ancient sword cultivators in the Eastern Region.

It is naturally impossible for Chang Yi to forget this.

"no result."

He first shook his head to summarize the conclusion, and then said in detail:

"According to the information fed back by the branches on both sides, the Burial Sword Tomb is still the same, let alone going in, you can't even get close."

"And the semi-sacred sword intent inside is still brewing. Sword Immortal Wen Ting guesses that it is the last moment, and it is impossible to have time to go out for a walk on the mainland."

"Therefore, the possibility that the person buried in the Sword Tomb is pretending to be ruled out."

Gou Wuyue's breath sank when he heard that.

"Wen Ting...have you come this far?"

He murmured, a little fascinated.

The voice of Nu Lan, who was carrying the golden pink on her back, trembled, as if she was not to be outdone.

"Feel sorry."

Gou Wuyue patted the famous sword, and her voice was a little sad: "It's not your problem, it's my own problem. These years, it has indeed been abandoned a lot."

Chang Yi heard that his forehead was sweating, and he dared not answer.

He understood that since joining the Holy God Hall, Moonless Sword Immortal has been fighting here and there almost all the time.

The way of killing has indeed improved.

But the true way of the sword cannot be achieved by killing.

No, the Sword Immortal Wen Ting, who used to be able to hide behind the Eighth Sword Immortal and couldn't even squeeze in ten seats, has already touched that level of realm one step earlier at this moment...

Of course, Chang Yi only dared to think about these words in his heart.

It is impossible for him to speak out, whether it is from the standpoint of the Holy God Hall or the standpoint of Senior Wuyue.

He wiped his sweat at the speed of light, and continued: "In addition, we have also visited the Sanyue Immortal City, and it was true that no one was willing to stand up at the beginning."

"It could be that there is really no one."

"But there are more possibilities... After all, those guys were brought out by the registered disciples of the Eighth Sword Immortal. They have a very hard temper, and it's normal for them to refuse to show their faces."

"When it was time to copy them in the end, Brother Kongtong was willing to show up."

"But as soon as he stood up, the conclusion was broken again."

"After all, except for the registered disciple of the Eighth Sword Immortal who is qualified to imitate the deity, no one else has this strength at all." Chang Yi shrugged helplessly.

Gou Wuyue's thoughts were pulled back.

"Kongtong..."

"He still regards himself as a big brother?"

"Yes," Chang Yi looked a little respectful, "After all, the person in this world who least believes in the fall of the Eighth Sword Immortal is the Eighth Sword Immortal disciple who single-handedly created a new generation of ancient sword cultivators. !"

"Oh, little Kongtong..."

Gou Wuyue let out a snort, and didn't take it seriously, "Nine out of ten it's him, he's dawdling, I guess he's on his way back."

"Uh."

Chang Yi's expression froze, why are these words full of subjectivity?

"Don't believe it?" Gou Wuyue was very interested, "Don't believe me, let's make a bet?"

"What bet?"

"As long as you keep asking people to block the gates of Sanyue Immortal City, I'm sure that the so-called 'Eighth Sword Immortal' will not appear in this battle of the White Grottoes. Dare you bet?"

Taste Wing was taken aback.

This method really works!

If in Qinglong County, Senior Brother Kongtong really saved Shengnu Wuxiu in the end, then as long as he blocked Sanyue Immortal City, the other party would definitely be unable to escape.

As expected...

"I don't gamble." Chang Yi shook his head resolutely.

"?"

"I can't afford to lose." Chang Yixiao rolled his eyes, touched his waist, and tightened his underwear.

"Hehe, it's fine if you don't gamble."

Gou Wuyue's rare good spirits were broken up, and she lost some interest.

"Go!"