Chapter 702 Level 4 Teleportation Array

Next to the man, the woman's face was as white as jade and her skin was like gelatin.

She has dark hair and a bun with flying cloud fringes. Apricot face, peach cheeks, eyebrows as light as spring mountains, eyes like autumn waves. Tall figure, enlarged breasts, slim waist, raised hips and slim legs, she is better than a begonia in the sun or a pear blossom in the rain.

She is wearing a light yellow plain gauze skirt, and the style she exudes is completely different from that of the man next to her and the men in black behind her.

She is obviously charming and charming, but her aura is somewhat solemn and holy.

This is clearly an effect that can only be achieved by practicing Xuanmen Zhengfa!

"Is it her? Lin Qiao'er? Has she condensed the golden elixir? And this guy... It's this familiar feeling again! Could it be..."

"In such a short period of time, he actually condensed the golden elixir. And...why did they go to the Demon Shadow Palace?"

Su Twelve did not pay much attention to the people of the Zhao Dynasty. .??.??

Almost immediately, he turned his attention to the location of the man in black.

Looking across, Su Twelve's eyes were full of hatred. With just one glance, he knew the origins of these people. They must be people from the Demonic Shadow Palace.

This made his heart beat faster and his breathing become rapid.

The overwhelming hatred that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly emerged in his heart.

But when he saw the appearance of the two leaders clearly, his heart suddenly trembled and he was greatly surprised!

Although many years have passed and the number of encounters is limited, Lin Qiaoer's appearance has hardly changed, and she has saved her life. Su Twelve recognized her at a glance.

Not only that, Lin Wuyou, who was standing side by side with Lin Qiaoer, also made him feel an inexplicable sense of intimacy at the same moment.

And this feeling was already faintly felt in Wuliuyuan.

But the feeling was very weak at the time, and it just made him feel strange and secretly alert.

"Is it him?! Was he secretly helping little girl Feng Fei that day in Wuliuyuan? Was it out of goodwill? Or... was it just for other reasons?

count? "

"What exactly happened...?"

After the surprise, sparks of lightning flashed in Su Twelve's mind, and some things he had not understood before suddenly became clear.

He frowned and his expression became more solemn.

His spiritual incarnation, as well as Lin Qiaoer, actually got involved with the Demon Shadow Palace. This was not a good sign.

"It seems...it is necessary to find an opportunity to ask them!"

Just as Su Twelve looked at him secretly.

Lin Wuyou's eyebrows moved slightly, and at the same moment, his eyes fell on Su Twelve calmly.

Their eyes met in the air.

Su Twelve looked solemn, and his eyes were particularly sharp. Lin Wuyou, on the other hand, was more confused.

I wonder about the reason for this inexplicable feeling in my heart!

The two looked at each other speechlessly.

And behind the crowd of Demonic Shadow Palace, a figure shrouded in black clothes suddenly flashed two extremely obscure cold lights in his eyes.

The cold light quickly swept over Lin Wuyou and Su Twelve, looking thoughtful.

Um? If my prediction is correct, this boy should be the Su Twelve that the Lord is looking for?

After suffering such serious injuries, he still dared to participate in the Tianjue Secret Realm. What a brave boy!

According to Lin Wuyou, my disciple Wushuang died in his hands? But could it be that Su Twelve and Lin Wuyou... knew each other?

A flash of light flashed across the man's eyes, and then he regained his composure without attracting anyone's attention.

At the same time, Situ Zhen glanced at everyone in the Demon Shadow Palace, and then sternly shouted at

The Great Zhao Dynasty asked Zhao Mingyuan.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, what do you mean?"

"Is there any problem?" Zhao Mingyuan put his hands behind his back, his eyes shining with a bright look.

"Isn't there a problem if you bring the evil cultivators from the Demonic Shadow Palace here?" Situ Zhen accused loudly.

"How to arrange the quota for the Zhao Dynasty is also the business of the Zhao Dynasty. It shouldn't be the Huanxing Sect's turn to worry about us?!" Zhao Mingyuan said coldly, his thick lion eyebrows trembling, exuding a calm and powerful look. momentum. ??

Zhao Mingyuan is already stronger, plus he has been in a high position all year round.

In terms of momentum alone, he completely crushed Situ Zhen.

"The evil cultivators of the Demonic Shadow Palace are very ambitious, so fellow Daoist Zhao is not afraid of letting them enter the secret realm and ruin everyone's trip to the secret realm?" Situ Zhen gritted his teeth, looking annoyed.

"Haha, no matter how powerful the people in the Demonic Shadow Palace are, they are all monks. Even if they want to cause trouble, our four sects are in the same spirit, so why should we be afraid of them!" Zhao Mingyuan laughed loudly.

The loud laughter spread like water waves and fell on everyone's ears, like a dense cluster of bells and drums exploding in everyone's hearts.

Outside Yunheng Mountain, the monks with lower cultivation levels suddenly showed expressions of pain and inexplicable horror.

Situ Zhen was determined to continue speaking, but Zhao Mingyuan showed his power, and he was the first to bear the brunt and bear the greatest pressure.

At this moment, I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. I thought that with this hard-won opportunity, I could symbolically say something to the other party and enhance my own image and prestige.

But when he really faced Zhao Mingyuan, he realized how much pressure he was under, and the other party clearly wanted to use him to establish his power.

If I had known this, I would have avoided the limelight and left it to Master Tianhong or Shen Miaoyin to handle.

Anyway, on this trip, my group has the absolute advantage in terms of numbers.

The potential and target are also key to the Tianyan Order!

"Since we are of the same spirit, why should fellow Taoists add such hidden worries?" A cold light flashed in Xiao Muzi's eyes, and he suddenly spoke.

When the voice sounded, his whole aura suddenly became fierce, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed.

The sword was not unsheathed, and the invisible sword energy soared into the sky.

Directly and neatly, breaking the impact of Zhao Mingyuan's laughter.

"It's not that the Zhao Dynasty intends to cause trouble for you, it's actually... the Taoist friends from the Demonic Shadow Palace who have made an offer that I cannot refuse."

"Furthermore, in Muyun Prefecture, our five parties have equal power. If fellow Taoists from the Demon Shadow Palace are not allowed to participate in this trip, and the Demon Shadow Palace is causing trouble behind the scenes, no one of the parties will be willing to take this risk!"

Zhao Mingyuan looked at Xiao Muzi carefully, his laughter stopped suddenly, and his attitude softened a bit.

In the world of immortality, strength has always spoken.

No matter where Situ Zhen is from, in front of him, if you are not qualified, you are not qualified!

But Xiao Muzi is different. He is the number one sword cultivator in the Golden Core Stage of Wuji Sect, and his strength should not be underestimated!

"Amitabha, what Fellow Daoist Zhao said is not unreasonable. However, when you go to the secret realm, whether you are alive or dead, you can decide on your destiny."

Zen Master Shanfa clasped his hands together and chanted Amitabha. His eyes swept across the people in the Demonic Shadow Palace, but he did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

There is no room for evil in his eyes, and the Demonic Shadow Palace and the Golden Zen Temple are incompatible enemies.

"If we dare to take risks, we are naturally determined to die. Besides...this trip to the Shadow Palace has no intention of targeting any force."

"However, if anyone wants to take action against the Demonic Shadow Palace, Lin Wuyou is here and will do it on behalf of the Demonic Shadow Palace!!"

In front of the crowd in the Demon Shadow Palace, Lin Wuyou said loudly, neither humble nor arrogant.