Yan Xiang Yiyu suddenly looked at Qianyu with a puzzled look on her face. Qianyu ignored the other party's doubts and continued: "Your punishment is fair to say, but it's just a little faster.

But even in terms of the normal process, your ending has not changed much. I am here to give you a chance to choose."

Yan Xiangcheng frowned slightly, looked at Qianyu and said, "Choose?"

"Yes, choose!" Qianyu nodded and looked at Yan Xiangcheng and said, "Either you continue to hang here, make dried bacon for three thousand years, or go to Tianyu with a group."

"It's gone?" Yan Xiangcheng said in surprise after listening to the simple words.

Qianyu nodded and said seriously: "It's gone!"

"Follow the group? The two world exchange meeting that has caused a lot of controversy these days?" Yan Xiangcheng asked again.

"Yes!" Qianyu nodded again and replied.

"What do you want me to do?" Yan Xiangcheng asked.

Qianyu shook her head and said, "You don't need to do anything, just join the group. You can do whatever you want."

Yan Xiangcheng frowned and looked at Qianyu for a long time before saying, "Can the Holy Lord tell Yan, what kind of chess game is this?"

"If I don't ask about you, don't look for my situation, how about you?" Qianyu asked back on the question.

Yan Xiangcheng looked at Qianyu with a frown, and Qianyu also looked at Yan Xiangcheng. The two looked at each other silently, and for a moment of silence.

Speaking of which, the two of them had a very strange attitude. One was just a punishment of a casual cultivator in the Five Elements Stage, and the other was a Holy Lord. In terms of identity, it should be a world of difference.

With this identity, not to mention being humble, at least it should be unequal. But whether it is the humble "scattered cultivator" Yan Xiangcheng or the sage of the Saint Lord, there is a strange tendency to have equal dialogues between the two, and no one has the attitude of being superior to others.

Moreover, the two of them seemed to know this strange tacit understanding but didn't say anything. No one pointed out the plan, they all pretended to be confused, or they both did it on purpose.

"Oh!" After looking at each other for a long time, Yan Xiangcheng sighed and said, "The Holy Lord gives me such a choice, do I have any choice?"

Qianyu listened to such words, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, showing a little smile.

"I need an additional condition. If I go, my sect's affairs..."

Before Yan Xiangcheng could finish his speech, he said in a brief manner: "When you reach the sky, it is when the ruins of the sect are unsealed. The three holy places in the sect will no longer interfere with each other, how about?"

"Trade!" Yan Xiangcheng said simply without hesitation.

Qianyu smiled and waved his hand to fix Yan Xiangcheng's chain, and it collapsed into several segments. After doing this, Qianyu ignored Yan Xiangcheng and turned around and left.

Yan Xiangcheng floated in the sky, holding his right wrist in his left hand, and turning it gently, as if he was a little sore and soft because of the long chain constraints. He was relaxing for him, calming his face, without any excitement of being released.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to say that your opportunity to achieve enlightenment is probably in the sky, so you can prepare it." Qian Yu left his body and said without looking back at the slightest pause.

The words of the shallow words seemed to trigger some switch. Behind him, Yan Xiangcheng, who was floating in the air, was stunned, and his dark pupils suddenly turned into countless red silk threads.

The silk thread is centered on the pupil and spreads like a flower. The entire originally black eyeball has turned into a strange blood-red line shape, bizarre and strange.

Yan Xiangcheng suddenly became like this, and looked at Qianyu's back with such pupils and said, "What the ancestors said is indeed correct. You charlatans, no matter whether they are considered cultivation or luck cultivation, they are easy to share!"

Qianyu didn't look back, seemed to smile, and replied, "Haha, isn't you just coming to Hongmeng Holy Land for this purpose to reconcile? The old Taoist has now completely fulfilled you!"

Yan Xiangcheng used his blood-red pupils in the shape of silk threads to look at Qian Yu, his face was cold, as if he had changed to someone else, and he was speechless for a long time.

Qianyu didn't look back and didn't stop anymore. After saying that, his illusory body collapsed and disappeared. A little residual light fell on Yan Xiangcheng's arm.

Yan Xiangcheng watched it, without any stopping, and let the light fall on his arm, turning into a book, slowly disappearing.

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The picture flashed again, Yan Xiangcheng came to the sky, and the orbit of the satellite synced around the ground and began to summon souls and tribulation. The dark soul fog enveloped him, and the endless disaster clouds began to roll...

It's a long story, but after the simplified picture, it was accepted in just a moment under the scanning of Zhang Deming's mind.

After Zhang Deming watched the picture, he was stunned for a long time.

"Sure enough, this time in Tianyu is a plan for the holy land!"

"But looking at Yan Xiangcheng's tribulation process, I seem to have become a chess piece? How did this be done? Does the other party know my true identity?"

"No, if I really knew my true identity, Qianyu would have come to me long ago. Why did you still have someone to tell me? "

"Then the question is, if I don't know my identity, how did this great charlatan get me into the game?"

Looking at the information, Zhang Deming frowned and his thoughts flashed. Of course, the one who cares the most about himself is his own relevant information.

"Remind the master's brain that according to the previous analysis, the monitoring target: Yan Xiangcheng has lost his vision for a long time, please deal with it in time!"

The surveillance elves' prompt pulled Zhang Deming back to his senses with his thoughts.

When he came back to his senses, Zhang Deming's mind flashed with information about Yan Xiangcheng and all the things he had just seen. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to go and take a look.

There is no such thing as the other party’s various traces made Zhang Deming feel it was necessary to go and take a look.

The moment he made a decision, Zhang Deming thought for a moment, and his figure quickly changed into the appearance of Old Huang. He checked himself and then made a move towards the sky.

A weapon star flew down, which was the star to which Yan Xiangcheng belonged. Because he achieved the Liuhe by relying on the soul-summoning banner, he was not the enlightenment light spot in the spiritual cultivation space, but the forged stars corresponding to the artifact.

Relatively speaking, it is more special because it is both a utensil and a monk. Therefore, Zhang Deming can mirror people or soul-summoning banners.

Moreover, because it has seven stars, it is extremely dazzling. It is one of the most powerful stars in Zhang Deming's current space. It is considered the most special star in the spiritual space, whether it is strength or origin.

When the stars flew down, Zhang Deming looked at the dazzling stars in front of him, reached out to point it, and a passage emerged.

As the passage emerged, through the passage, I found that there was a rock forest on the other side, and some huge stone pillars and these buildings were also on it.

The buildings that were originally supposed to be ancient, magnificent, and long-standing, are now full of bleakness, vicissitudes and dilapidation, giving people a clear feeling of abandonment.

Zhang Deming looked at the stranger opposite, with a little familiar scene, and said in a daze, "Well? This is the ruins of the ancient Red Line Sect?"

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The remains of the ancient Red Line Sect, stone pillars and cliffs.

This place was originally a giant pit abyss, with countless stone forests like heavenly pillars everywhere, some huge stone pillars with island-like peaks, and the entire Red Line Sect had been sitting on these stone forest peaks before.

I had been experiencing thousands of years of escaping, but finally my wife became a mother-in-law, and she had made it through, recovered her vitality, and was ready to be born again. Unexpectedly, she experienced a major disaster again on the day of the birth ceremony.

The layout of the demon cultivator, the ancestor of the coastal Tong family, has gone through three thousand years, and has used various arrangements to try to swallow the entire Red Line Sect race, achieve Liuhe, and cause him to suffer a major disaster.

Although, the person who responded to the disaster was born in the middle because of the "three lives" of the disaster, the one who responded to the disaster, destroyed his own race, destroyed the Tong family, and ended the disaster.

But at that time, the entire Red Line Sect should have been damned and not damned, and they were almost dead. The entire sect inheritance suffered a devastating blow. Not only were the top leaders almost destroyed, but there were not many left in the middle.

The ancient sect is a special marriage sect inherited from the ancient divine court. It seems to have ushered in the end and moved towards silence, and has followed in the footsteps of countless ancient sects.

Today's Red Line Sect is not only a problem that has been hit hard again, but the entire inheritance has almost been cut off. It is impossible to solve the problem after being closed for thousands of years.

In addition, after the war was over and everyone ran, the parade and rescue of the sweeping holy land was late, so that the handling was not done in time at that time, and countless dead people fell into the rock forest, forming a resentment.

This not only caused the Red Line Sect to decline, but also because of the special environment here, there were too many people dead. Under the abyss-like rock forest, too many people were swallowed up, and unknown changes occurred and became strange.

According to ancient rumors, the Red Line Sect was located on a forbidden area. It was originally designed to suppress something and chose a location for it.

Now there have been inexplicable mutations, resentment overshadows the sky, and all parties in the holy land. Considering these rumors and records, and other strange situations, they finally decided to block the Red Line Sect's land and completely become the ruins of the Red Line Sect.

Under the circumstances of the destruction of the sect, the high-level members were completely destroyed, the inheritance was cut off, and even the sect land was blocked by holy land, the ancient Red Line Sect can now be said to have been completely extinct.

As a high-level participant in the incident, Zhang Deming also knows what is here.

However, after being sealed by the holy land, he never paid attention to the place. Now he found that at some point, all the seals here were removed and the resentment that covered the sky also dissipated.

Seeing this, the conversation between Qianyu and Yan Xiangcheng just now flashed through my mind.

"So, Yan Xiangcheng is a survivor of the ancient Red Line Sect?"

As soon as this thought arose, Mr. Huang discovered that many of the previous doubts suddenly came into being, especially the origin of a group of red pink skeletons that looked like holy souls in the soul-striking banner, which became clear in an instant.

Huang Laopiao was in the sky and looked at Xiaose, like a ruined site of the Red Line Sect, and his thoughts were a little dissipated.

It took a long time to come back to my senses. I didn’t have the intention to revisit the old place. I carefully sensed it. It seemed that Yan Xiangcheng’s guidance came from the cliff forest, in the dark abyss?

After hesitating for a while, Mr. Huang decided to go and take a look.

It was not him, but based on the information from that year, none of the five people who escaped from the Great Death of the Spell in the central Immortal Palace of the Divine Court were simple characters. Moreover, all the five people hated the three goddesses to the core.

Before Taibai Venus died, he left a seal at the cost of the eternal nirvana of the true spirit, and left a message to prevent his resurrection as much as possible;

In order to kill the three goddesses, Xuannv even felt more willing to make up her soul and entangle the phoenix soul forever, just to die together, although she failed in the end.

From the actions of these two people, it can be seen that the five of them not only hated the three goddesses, but also took various actions after they found out that they were alive and killed them with all their strength as much as possible.

Zhang Deming didn't know what Li Tianwang did among the five people, but judging from the extreme attitude of the current immortal inheritance towards the ancient evil seeds, as the King Li Tianwang who reopened the modern immortals, he definitely brought many private goods in the inheritance.

The five people, the Yue Lao, said that although he died in an early morning, although he was trying to save the remaining sentient beings in the world.

However, judging from the various traces of the Red Line Sect, it is mostly the inheritance of its Taoist tradition. Yan Xiangcheng is full of strangeness, and even the simple words are in the same age.

In addition to the various rumors that Zhang Deming had learned before, combined with these various things, he gradually affirmed his guess. It is also because of this that he has various concerns about Yan Xiangcheng.

After all, both surviving refugees, um... If Yue Lao, one of the five-member group of "Difficult God", really finds that the three goddesses are still alive, judging by the similarities between the five of them, Xuannv, Taibai, and Li Tianwang have all done things, and there is no reason why Yue Lao would not do it. Then, it is very likely that this is the one he did.

For Zhang Deming, even if it is just a guess, as long as there is a chance that he will leave secret tricks, no matter what he is left, as long as it is beneficial to deal with the three goddesses, it is worth taking a risk.

After all, judging from all the traces, the three goddesses were particularly concerned about him. Although Zhang Deming didn't know why, Zhang Deming had definitely experienced the urgency of his attempt to capture him over the years.

After a long time, Old Huang looked at the dark rock forest below, and his thoughts flew and fell directly downwards.

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It’s the New Year, I wish you all a happy New Year!
Chapter completed!