Xin Hai glanced at Shangguan Yun and said faintly: "Brother, his elders have gone to meet the envoy of the Tongtian Tower, and he will definitely be here soon."
At this time, the formation lightened up again, and the people of the ancient and foreigners immediately stopped discussing them and looked sideways. Teng Huayuan clenched his fists and stared at the formation gloomily. He made up his mind. As soon as Wang Lin appeared, he would immediately use it. The trace of cursed connection teleported to him in an instant, and after catching him, Wang Lin would be tortured in the world.
The formation was dazzling, and thirteen people walked out.
The gloomy color on Teng Huayuan’s face became stronger, and he smashed a soul on the soul flag again. He sneered in his heart: "Wang Lin, if you are so cold that you can’t come out regardless of the life and death of your relatives, then count me as Teng Huayuan. It's up to you, but you go up to the poor and fall down to Huangquan. Even if you run away this time, when I reach the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, I will deepen the curse and I will definitely find you."
The ancient and foreign monks began to discuss again.
"This extraterritorial qualifier is too strange. In the past, it was customary that the number of people who came out first was the most, and there were fewer and fewer people after that. But this time, how come the number of people who came out second was more than the first?"
"Weird, I have a hunch, this time things are very weird."
"Which school it is this time? Anyone of you knows it, please say it quickly."
"It's the Hehuan Sect. I know Wang Ying, who is Sao Nizi. As long as she appears, I can smell her smelt after more than ten miles..."
"Yes, it's the Hehuan Sect!"
When everyone was discussing, Chen Huan and Chen Yan, the two masters of the Nascent Soul Stage of the Hehuan Sect, their complexions immediately turned gloomy. They looked at each other, sighed secretly, and their complexions returned to normal.
The disciples of the Hehuan School came to Chen Huan and Chen Yan with complex expressions, and the female disciple Wang Ying quickly threw a voice transmission jade slip.
Chen Huan frowned and put it on his forehead after taking it. His expression changed suddenly. He stared at Wang Ying and said solemnly, "Is this true?"
Wang Ying respectfully said: "Ancestor, this is what we have seen with our own eyes."
The disciples behind her, apparently knew the contents of the jade slip for a long time, nodded immediately one by one.
Chen Yan glanced at the crowd, took the jade slip from Chen Huan's hand, and looked at it intently. After a long time, she sneered and squeezed the jade slip. The jade slip burst into pieces and dissipated into flying ash.
Suddenly, in the place where the righteous sect was, a gaze came, and Chen Huan and Chen Yan immediately turned their heads and looked at them. Xin Hai looked at them and nodded.
Chen Huan and Chen Yan had noticed Xin Hai's actions when the disciples of Misty Sect came out just now, but they couldn't guess the reason. After seeing the jade slip, they already knew well.
Teng Huayuan frowned, looked at Chen Huan, Chen Yan and Xin Hai, and suddenly felt an unpleasant feeling in his heart, but he didn't know what was wrong. He pondered a little and couldn't think of a clue. His heart was cold. With a snort, crushed a soul on the black flag again.
At this time, not only Fuji Kamoto, but basically the other sects of Zhengmo also noticed the abnormality. They all had some doubts in each other's hearts. They didn't know what the disciples of Misty Sect and Hehuan Sect had said, causing the three Yuanying Master of the period, his expression is so gloomy.
Even the small sects, small families, and casual cultivators in the ancient country of Zhao Guo realized that the atmosphere was a little weird, and they started talking in low voices and speculated.
At this moment, the sky suddenly went dark, remembering that a ring-shaped aperture appeared silently. The aperture stood up in the air and immediately became larger. When the diameter reached ten feet, the four people stepped out of the aperture.
At present, he was fat, like a ball, with a smile on his face, but the moment he appeared, all the masters of the Nascent Soul Stage on the ground all flew up and stood bent and stood on both sides.
This person is the messenger who stayed behind in Zhao State, Lin Yi.
Lin Yi laughed and said, "Everyone, Lin came here today to help the higher-level messenger open the extraterritorial passage. He will definitely not interfere with your qualifications. You can rest assured."
The three people behind Lin Yi, in addition to Pu Nanzi and the white-haired Taoist of Misty Sect, are the skinny old man from Tiandaomen.
These three accompanied Lin Yi, descending from the sky, standing in a clearing outside the ancient world. At this time, other masters of the Nascent Soul Stage followed and stood aside.
Xin Hai found an opportunity, stood beside the white-haired old man, and whispered his voice. This white-haired Taoist was the number one master of Misty Sect, the real person of Xumei.
After hearing Xin Hai's voice transmission, he nodded as usual.
At this time, the formation lightened again, and five people walked out. When these five people appeared, they immediately set off a gloomy air. The five people's eyes were red. After they walked out, they looked around and finally walked to one place. In the corner, sitting cross-legged and silent.
"Which school are they from?" Everyone immediately started talking again.
After a long time, no one guessed that these five people belonged to the sect, so they all looked at them.
The real person Xumei standing next to Lin Yi suddenly smiled and said: "My Envoy, look at the disciples of the corpse Yin sect, all of them are full of hostility. I heard that the corpse yin sect has a secret method that allows the disciples to merge with the corpse puppet. Together, these five people must be the so-called puppets."
Lin Yi nodded and smiled: "These five people are indeed puppets."
The skinny old man at Tiandaomen frowned and looked around, and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye didn't come..."
Lin Yi shook his head and said: "The Corpse Yin Sect did not keep the token in the Cassia Valley according to the rules. It has been disqualified. Even if it doesn't come, it doesn't matter." After finishing, he seemed to casually head towards the northwest crowd. He glanced at it, and said inwardly: "The corpse Yinzong... This time the extraterritorial channel is opened, I am afraid that several people will successfully seize the house and restore the foundation."
Thinking of this, Lin Yi suddenly looked at Wufeng Valley’s Nascent Soul Master, with a face as usual, and said, “Wufeng Valley did not leave the token in the Cassia Valley and was disqualified, but because you gave the token to For other sects, so the sects that get tokens, there is no restriction, and they can have two tokens."
Wufenggu’s Nascent Soul master was a black-faced old man. He didn’t have any expression on his face when he heard that, but he glanced at Fuji Kamoto and didn’t speak.
Fujikamoto was also silent, even though he, as the ancestor of Wufenggu's Keqing, paid a very high price for this, and only then did he get the token.
At this moment, the formation lightened up again, and Teng Huayuan suddenly moved in his heart. He felt that the curse power was approaching, and his face immediately showed bloodthirsty. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the formation, waiting for Wang Linyi. Appears, he will teleport out immediately.