Song Lingcong watched Chai Zhengxuan fly aside silently, feeling angry in his heart.

He turned over his hand and took out a token and quickly sent out a message.

Outside the holy realm, dozens of monks were sitting cross-legged on a barren mountain.

Not far away, there was a huge rift valley, emitting black mist as always.

However, there was still some bloody smell in the air at this time.

Wang Zi's eyes were bloodshot. He punched the ground with his fist.

These people were trapped by Qin Cheng with the bloodthirsty thunder eagles, and it took them a long time to escape from the bloodthirsty thunder eagles.

Not only did the original team of several hundred people lose more than half, but his own brother Wang Lang was also killed by Qin Cheng.

The old man Li Chen, who was assigned as an undercover agent by Qin Cheng, was also mixed in the crowd.

He shrank his neck, not daring to look at those strong men, for fear of being caught.

If they knew that the failure of the Shadow Alliance's plan was the result of his leaking the secret, he would be immediately torn into pieces by the furious Wang Zi.

"Wang Zi, you said that the Shadow Alliance told you to wait here. It has been two days. When will there be new news?"

The woman who had competed for the top position before had finished her training and looked at Wang Zi impatiently.

"Qiulin, if you're in a hurry, you can quit the mission and get out."

Wang Zi said coldly: "The elder just told me to wait. If you want to know, you can ask him yourself."

"You, if I can contact the elder, I still need to ask you."

Qiulin's complexion changed slightly and he snorted coldly.

"That's alright, Luo Li." Wang Zi sneered.

"Wang Zi, your brother is dead and you want to vent to me? You think I'm easy to mess with."

There is no good person who can join the Shadow Alliance.

Qiulin stood up suddenly with a sullen face, and Wang Zi also drew out his long knife.

"If you want to compete, I'll be with you anytime."

Qiulin narrowed his eyes, shook his head, turned around and walked back. He looked resigned.

Wang Zi was stunned for a moment, but then, Qiulin's figure suddenly turned into a ball of water vapor.

Wang Zi's complexion changed, and he suddenly blasted a blade of light towards the back.

Qiu Lin's body appeared before his sword light came, and thousands of silver needles flew out from his fingers, shooting towards Wang Zi.

"Ghost!"

Wang Zi roared angrily, and her clothes exploded, revealing a ferocious ghost head tattoo on her back.

As the ghost twisted its head, it unexpectedly came to life. It screamed, and a ball of blood mist exploded, turning into a large shield.

Bang bang bang!

The silver needles shot by Qiulin were all blocked by this big shield.

"Looking for death, I will kill you." Wang Zi was furious.

If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would have been shot into pieces just now.

"Come on, let's see who dies first." Qiu Lin sneered and refused to give in.

The two of them fought fiercely, and the other monks looked pale and could only retreat to avoid it.

No one dared to dissuade me at this time.

But just as the two people's auras were bombarding each other, a figure appeared from mid-air.

This was a middle-aged man with a fair face and no beard. When he saw this scene, he frowned slightly, and then his figure suddenly fell.

He actually came to the middle of the two people's spiritual energy, and then raised his arms.

boom!

Qiu Lin and Wang Zi's spiritual energy all hit the middle-aged man.

A cloud of breath exploded and then dispersed with the wind.

The man was safe and sound, standing on the barren mountain.

"Deacon He." Upon seeing the visitor, Qiu Lin and Wang Zi's expressions changed, and they immediately raised their hands and saluted.

Steward He, the owner of the Golden Token of the Shadow Alliance, not only has a cultivation level of the sixth level of the God Realm, but also has a higher status.

"You two, if you have such strength, you might as well save the target and kill the target. What's the point of attacking each other? It's really boring." Deacon He snorted coldly.

"The deacon's teaching is right."

The two of them lowered their heads, neither daring to deny it.

"The deacon is here, is there anything new about the mission?" Qiulin said.

"Yes, you have almost recovered. Come with me." Deacon He nodded.

"The deacon found the woman and the pretender's location." Wang Zi's eyes flashed and she said excitedly.

Following the death of his younger brother, Wang Zi was filled with hatred for Qin Cheng and Liu Meng.

"The leader of the alliance has gone to find Old Man Tianji to calculate again, and there will be accurate results soon. Anyway, you follow me first."

Deacon He flew up and everyone followed him.

"Now we are in big trouble." The old man Li Chen sweated on his forehead.

"Deacon He is here, I have to be careful even when transmitting messages, and the Shadow Alliance is serious about it, so that kid had better run away, otherwise I will be finished too."

There is a forest quite far away from this rift valley.

Chang Laoguai kept breathing out, looking for the location of the blood master.

"It's getting closer, I can feel it."

Chang Laoguai flew into the air and glanced around. He discovered a valley wrapped in space turbulence.

At this moment, his heart suddenly trembled, and the blood floating on the tips of his fingers became as hot as boiling.

"not good."

He speeded up and headed towards the valley.

In the valley, the bearded man who was absorbing spiritual energy suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes went black, and he fell to the ground.

Qin Cheng on the side was still immersed in the state of breakthrough and did not notice it.

"Big Beard, what's the matter with you?"

Ye Zun ran over and held his beard.

"Liu Meng. Could it be that you failed to heal our injuries?" Ye Zun said worriedly.

"Then why are you so lively? Get out of the way."

Liu Meng also fell to the ground and pressed his fingers between his bearded eyebrows.

"His condition is very bad. Many of his meridians are broken." Liu Meng frowned after visiting him.

Ye Zun was a little dizzy after hearing this. Beard just sucked some spiritual fluid, how could it be backlashed?

"This brother of yours is an ancient body refiner, and I don't know much about this aspect." Liu Meng shook his head.

"But if he can't find the reason, he may not be able to break through the state of distraction in his life."

"So serious."

Ye Zun was upset, which meant that his path to beard cultivation was cut off.

Qin Cheng is not awake yet, and he is not good at this either.

"I know what to do."

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded from outside the valley.

Then a figure came galloping from a distance.

When the scribe and others saw this, they wanted to step forward to stop him. A domineering aura emerged from the figure's body, and everyone was thrown away.

Liu Meng's expression also changed slightly, he drew out a long whip and rolled it towards the figure.

"A member of the Shen family?"

The figure was slightly surprised, but he dodged the whip in the blink of an eye, and flicked the whip with his finger, knocking Liu Meng away.

Then he grabbed the beard in his hand.

It's none other than Chang Laoguai.

He stretched out his hand and scratched the skin of the bearded palm, squeezed out a drop of blood and put it in his mouth.

"finally found you."

Chang Laogai looked at the unconscious bearded man, with a touch of softness in his eyes.

"Where is this lunatic? Let him go."

Ye Zun roared angrily and flew forward. However, he was knocked away by the protective aura outside Chang Lao Monster's body.

He had just recovered and was in unstable condition. He was hit by Gang Qi again and couldn't help but vomit blood.

"What a great strength. What kind of cultivation level does this old man have?"
Chapter completed!