Wu Zhu sneered and said: "Even if my true meaning of Senluo is known to you and there is no real competition, who knows that I will definitely win."

Gongsun Wan glanced at Wu Zhu with disgust, this damn Tianji puppet had greatly restricted the use of her true will and magical powers.

The Zi Mansion was even more tightly locked under the integration of Guanyin, and it was impossible to influence Wu Zhu through her true magical power. As a member of the Hehuan Sect, her true magical power would be greatly reduced.

But before she could see the look she wanted to see on Wu Zhu's face, her own expression changed drastically.

Not caring about further delay, he turned into a stream of light and escaped.

Without the monk who controlled the formation, Wu Zhutianji's body burst out with powerful force, broke free from the suppression of the formation, and shouted: "Witch, stop leaving!"

The mana in the internal combustion alchemy furnace burned fiercely, turning his body into a meteor escaping in the dark night.

The battle that was supposed to break out did not begin.

"Why haven't you taken action yet?!" Zhong Han, who was sitting on the flying boat with a nervous expression, got up and paced around.

It was agreed that when Uncle Wu takes action, he will bring people to support him, and then he can push everything to Gongsun Wan. When the time comes, he will ask the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall to take action, and he will definitely be able to capture the opponent.

As long as the person is captured, the truth of the matter will slowly come to light.

However, what he didn't expect was that even after a long time, there was still no movement in the fighting, and the entire Gongsun Mansion was quiet.

Of course, it is definitely different from the crowds of people in the past.

Gongsun Wan, as a monk of the Hehuan Sect and the oiran of Dongfang, should have been busy here on weekdays.

Gongsun Wan would not stay quietly in the mansion.

Instead, it will appear in Dongfang Huanlou.

Staying at the mansion is a requirement of Sanfa Si.

"Brother, should we go and take a look?" The monk in full armor looked at Zhong Han.

It's not that they can't wait, but looking at Zhong Han's appearance, it seems that something is not quite right. They are just sitting here waiting for death. Why not take this opportunity to take action, maybe they can break the deadlock.

Zhong Han quickly shook his head: "No, no."

This time he brought his brothers out without any official documents at all.

If there were fluctuations in the fighting skills, they could still take action. If not, it would be an unauthorized act at a small level, or a public weapon for private use at a large scale. How could he enter the sect's holy land with this merit.

"Just wait."

Zhong Han can only trust Uncle Wu now.

…

Wu Zhu's consciousness was firmly locked on Gongsun Wan.

Gongsun Wan didn't cover up at all, and rushed into the secret room like a flaming meteor.

In the secret room.

Tu Shanjun looked down.

What grabbed his wrist was a strong arm, and the owner of the arm was still lying quietly in the wooden coffin.

Even the closed eyes have been opened.

"Are you awake?"

"I haven't slept."

The man in the wooden coffin spoke.

His eyes were also full of surprise and confusion, and he frowned and asked, "You are the monk who followed Xu Sanniang. I remember you."

Xiong Ran actually has to meet and remember a lot of people every day.

However, he still remembered Tushanjun because he didn't like this person.

I especially remember that when he walked out of Fushe and boarded Wan Niang's carriage, this was the person he saw.

He thought that the other party was an old acquaintance of Wan Niang, so he acted very calmly at first. In fact, he was a little nervous in his heart. Fortunately, this person's cultivation was only Qi training, and it seemed that he had never seen it on the market.

He was even more disgusted by people who had never seen the market but pretended to be indifferent.

At the banquet hosted by his wife, his point of view was even more confirmed.

At that time, Xiong Ran also noticed the black-robed monk sitting behind the leader of the Xing Gang.

These mud-legged people are the best at climbing up the pole. If you give them a good look, outsiders will mistakenly think that we are their backers.

The same goes for this person. He clearly didn't receive the invitation, but he still came shamelessly.

For what purpose, it is self-evident.

That kind of people,

He thought they would never meet again.

Unexpectedly, we met again today.

When they met again, Xiong Ran looked at the monk in black robes, the surprise and disgust in his eyes melted into doubt.

That person was clearly only in the realm of Qi training, but the person standing in front of him now was clearly Jindan Zhenren. Judging from his aura, it was deep and solid, and he was by no means an ordinary wild cultivator or lone Taoist.

Tu Shanjun said calmly: "Then it's time for you to sleep now."

As he spoke, he exerted force on his palm suddenly, and the sharp hook seemed to pierce Xiong Ran's forehead.

"presumptuous!"

Xiong Ran roared.

In the later stage of the Golden Elixir, the spiritual pressure explodes.

He also sat up from the coffin.
Chapter completed!