()The whole atmosphere downstairs after Jiamen is closed is on the verge of breaking out...

Even guard Tumen Chuan realized what might happen here...

As both star-level powerhouses, they can naturally feel the terrifying oppressive power of the other party. Obviously, the warlock from Longyin Pavilion is a star-level monster, but the saints from the Sage Academy next to them are also newborn calves and are not afraid of tigers.

If a fight breaks out, it's really hard to say who will win or lose...

But one thing is certain, that is, the entire Jiamen Pass will definitely suffer, not to mention the soldiers with low martial arts in the pass, even the people in the city may be affected.

"What should we do? Should we let the soldiers and people evacuate first?" The general guarding the important border town thought while stroking his beard.

Just when he was struggling with how to deal with this matter, a dramatic scene occurred in the confrontation under the city gate.

"You want to see it?" The physiognomist said very calmly: "Then I'll show it to you!"

What!

Not to mention these Confucian saints, even Tu Menzhuan on the city tower was so shocked that he almost bit his own tongue.

A strong man of the Xingjie level was kidnapped by a group of Xingjie level people. Of course, this was equivalent to a big shot of the Xingjie level... He was asked to hand over a magic weapon for routine inspection. Any time.

An unbearable shame and humiliation, but...

The other party actually accepted it so openly?

As he spoke, the physiognomist shook his sleeves, took out a half-foot-high wine flask with five-color glaze, held it in the palm of his hand and handed it to the Confucian saint in front of him.

"This..." Originally, these Confucian saints thought that a fierce battle was inevitable, and each of them was thinking about how to cooperate to prevent the Xingjie-level powerhouses from gaining the upper hand from the beginning, but something like this happened.

situation!

What is going on?

It can be said that the six Confucian saints surrounding the physiognomist now all have this idea in mind.

"Isn't it a scam?"

This was their second thought in unison.

The physiognomist was holding the Five Elements Qiankun Pot in his hand, looking at the six Confucian saints who were at a loss in front of him with a mocking look, and said: "What? I dare to take it out for you to check, but you don't dare to look at it.

No? It’s so ridiculous!”

At this moment, Qin Guyue, who was inside the Qiankun Pot, felt her heart rising to her throat. Is this middle-aged uncle just playing tricks? What if those boys were really ignorant and took it away?

, wouldn’t it be bad?

Practice has proved that Qin Guyue's guesses will often come true, whether it is good or bad!

"Okay, then we are offended!"

There are really people who are not afraid!

"Take it over!" The physiognomist gently held up his wrist, and the magic weapon flew up. Qin Guyue only felt that her whole body in the Qiankun Pot was light, and then fell down again. The Five Elements Qiankun Pot was already

It fell firmly into the hands of the Confucian saint in front of him.

"Hurry up and open it and take a look. Is there anyone or anything inside?" A Confucian saint next to him walked over quickly and was about to say something else when suddenly...

"The changes in the stars, the sundial timing curse!"

"What...what's going on? I can't move my hands or feet!" The Confucian saint who just caught the Five Elements Universe Pot with his hand said in shock.

"No, I can't move either!"

"Damn, there's a trap!"

"Damn it, he must have used some magic trick!"

Immediately, all the Confucian saints at the Star Soul level were stunned, and even Tu Menzhuan on the tower could not move.

But they were still fine. Everyone else in Jiamen Pass, whether they were soldiers or civilians, all seemed to have stopped. What they were doing a second ago seemed to be fixed by a supernatural force.

General, like piles of sculptures, stagnant in the action of the previous second...

The people who were talking even stopped their eyes and opened their mouths. Those who were trading goods had things in their hands. Even the soldiers drinking water on the tower were holding kettles with their mouths wide open.

There are no drops of water dripping down anymore...

All matter within the entire Jiamen Pass, and all people below the star level, seemed to be imprisoned and bound by an irreversibly powerful force.

The city that was bustling with people just now suddenly fell into silence. The silence was filled with indescribable terror and an indescribable weirdness!

However, the almost evil physiognomist who caused all this was...

At this time, six huge silver-white stars behind the physiognomist wearing a black coat were like celestial bodies, slowly flowing in the cracks in time and space shattered by him, and the power of countless small silver-white stars was flowing behind him.

Behind him, it transformed into a huge sundial that was as tall as three people and as wide as two people. The pointer formed by the power of stars hovered motionless on a point, but the entire dial surface followed the physiognomist's own movement.

The star energy fluctuates and sways slowly.

"This, this is the Secret of Not Transmitting Stars that can only be used by the Xingjie level in the star-level physiognomy? The sundial timing spell that uses the power of the stars to fix time?" One of the Confucian saints struggled to say.

"Thank you for your sharp eyesight." The uncle smiled proudly.

"You, did you really hide that person?" A Confucian saint next to him shouted: "You have to think about it. Although you are a star hero, there are also many star heroes in our Sage Academy.

A strong man! There are even ancestors who are in the realm of star heroes, you...don't make a mistake!"

"No, that's right!" After hearing his companion's words, another Confucian saint seemed to take courage and said to the physiognomist: "You, you'd better hand over that person honestly, otherwise...

Our Sage Academy is not someone to be trifled with either!"

"Hand it over?" the middle-aged uncle said with a helpless expression: "When did I say that I was hiding someone? It was just that you juniors deliberately provoked me when I passed Jiamen Pass.

I will punish you lightly and let you know that there is heaven outside the world, and there are people outside the world... How can I say that I can't get along with your Sage Academy?"

Facing this physiognomist who was not rigid at all and even looked like I don’t admit it, I refuse to admit it, what can you do to me, these physiognomists who were obviously orthodoxly educated Confucian saints were helpless.

.

"You, don't make excuses!" The saint holding the Five Elements Universe pot yelled, "You humiliate us like this today. Do you still want to have a happy death with our Sage Academy?"

"Ouch!" The physiognomist quickly walked up to the saint, raised his hand, and slapped him directly in the face.

"You!" A five-fingerprint was printed on the saint's originally beautiful skin.

I don’t know if it’s because people in the Confucian sect have good looks, or because when they were selecting saints, they wanted to represent the Confucian sect, so they only selected handsome men and beautiful women. Each of these saints looked so good.

Still very good!

"What are you?" The physiognomist sneered: "I'm just giving you a little reminder!" Then he suppressed his smile and said: "Also, I want to tell you, don't think that within the four seas, your Sage Academy can go sideways.

We, Longyin Pavilion, are not something you can afford to offend!"

Sonorous, powerful, and striking.

"You..." Although the slapped saint had an angry look on his face, there was nothing he could do about the physiognomist in front of him.

Although they were strong men at the Star Soul level, it would have been lucky for a character like Qin Guyue to escape from them, but there was nothing they could do against the physiognomist in front of them.

The difference in strength is too obvious! They are just a little better than ordinary people. At least they can keep their thoughts clear and can speak. Those below the star level are all affected by the changes in the stars and the sundial.

The big curse has directly turned into a sculpture!

"Zang Tian, ​​don't talk nonsense to him!" A saint nearby said to the man through sound transmission, "This time our skills are not as good as others, so we are defeated. When he leaves, we will immediately use the Tiangong Paper Kite

Report this matter to the sage of merit and ask him to quickly send someone to deal with this officer. By then, we have discovered the whereabouts of the traitor, which can be regarded as a great achievement!"

"Oh? Really?" I thought I was unaware of the ghosts, but I didn't know there was a god three feet above the ground!

The Confucian saint soon encountered something as painful as Qin Guyue's. As soon as he finished speaking about the secret transmission of sound, the middle-aged physiognomist took up the conversation.

"Do you think you can still remember this?"

"Ah?" Just when the Confucian saint was surprised, his face suddenly changed, and he screamed as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight: "I...what did I just say? Why don't I remember it at all?"

!”

At the same time, the Confucian saint named Zang Tian next to him also looked horrified and said: "Zhicheng, what did you just say to me? Why don't I remember at all what did you say to me?

?Don’t you remember it either?”

Before he finished speaking, the other four Confucian saints actually looked at each other in confusion.

"Such a fast spell casting speed!" The only one who said this was Tumen Chuan on the tower. Obviously, the other party knew that Tumen Chuan was a man who understood the rules and was completely neutral and stayed out of the matter, so he had no objection.

This Jiamen Gatekeeper will take action.

So Tu Menzhuan saw that when the Confucian saint named Zhicheng was talking to Zang Tian, ​​the figure of the middle-aged physiognomist had already moved. Behind him, there was a sundial condensed by the power of stars.

It was suddenly shattered, and then gathered together to form the image of a middle-aged man holding a jade Ruyi, wearing a star robe, his eyes could hold thousands of stars, but his face was that of a middle-aged physiognomist.

The phantom condensed for a moment, and six starlights shot out from the phantom's Yu Ruyi, and suddenly disappeared into the heavenly spirit caps of the six Confucian saints.
Chapter completed!