Mu Chuyue knew the pros and cons of the Prison Yan Palace, and before leaving, she wiped out the mental fluctuations left by the surrounding area.

She disagreed and waved to Duan Qingtian and comforted her.

"Senior, don't worry, that man tried to attack me with his mental power, but he was killed by me because of this."

She raised a confident smile and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"I am proficient in spiritual consciousness. The people in the Jailing Hall want to find me according to the last thought left by that person. It's nothing different than a fool."

For a deeper reason, Mu Chuyue did not intend to tell Duan Qingtian and Pan.

During the battle, she borrowed the power of the Light Formation to suppress the man.

The Prison Yan Palace absorbed the power from the spiritual body to quickly improve its cultivation, which undoubtedly practiced a sinister and poisonous technique.

It is precisely this way that the light formation can have a devastating blow to it.

"So good, so good!"

Duan Qingtian stretched his eyebrows and finally let his heart go back to his throat.

The look at Mu Chuyue also showed a bit of admiration.

"You little baby is not surprised by the changes, but you are not as restless as your peers."

He put his hands behind his back and nodded, "Yes, this demeanor allows you to see the charm of my deity back then."

"Puff!"

The old guy really knows how to gild his face.

Mu Chuyue raised the corners of her lips slightly, without refuting, but there was a hint of teasing between her eyebrows and eyes.

Although her cultivation level was not as terrifying as the sky, she was the highest alchemy that was bowed to the heads of thousands of people on the mainland!

Even ten Duan Qingtians are not as good as her appeal.

However, if you take these out and compare them with him now, it will be a cliché.

She has never been a person to show off her past achievements.

"Senior, go ahead!"

The black iron token was swirling and flew straight towards Duan Qingtian.

He reached out to take it and said wisely.

"The internal hierarchy of the Prison Hall is clearly defined. As far as I know, they hold tokens of different textures according to their positions.

Black Iron Token, Red Copper Token, Misinian Token, Golden Token, Spirit Jade Token, etc.

Among them, the level of black iron is the lowest. I heard that there are higher levels above the spiritual jade, but I have never seen it before.

And the part you get now is the Black Iron Token.

It is held by ordinary minions in the branch hall."

"Since that person is of low level, does it mean that his appearance in Danyang Sect is just a coincidence? But I don't think it's like a simple coincidence."

Mu Chuyue clearly remembered that at that time there was a scattered breath of scattered spirits, which seemed to have been ambushed in the dark.

If the target was not her, who else could it be?

Duan Qingtian frowned and thought.

"Every time the Jade Palace attacks, it must have an obvious target. If it is a coincidence that you bump into it...then appearing in that place is to wait for another person."

"Another person?" Mu Chuyue asked, and Elder Shen's figure suddenly appeared in her mind.

Could it be that it is him?

"Oh..." No matter who the target of Yan Dian of Jail was, the appearance of the black iron token made Duan Qingtian feel even more depressed.

He looked dim and said cautiously.

"There may be a big deal in the near future. You should improve your cultivation as soon as possible. Don't let the people in the prison and the Yan Palace discover it! Otherwise, you and I may cause a catastrophe!"

"Okay, I will keep my time." Mu Chuyue nodded and responded.

"I need to go into seclusion in the near future. Don't be involved in the prison and the palace!"
Chapter completed!