Chapter 587: Multiple Strikes, Fishing Enforcement

"senior!"

"Senior Wuyue!"

In the eighth palace, at the door of the white-clothed tent, Chang Yi shouted loudly.

"Enter."

An announcement came from the camp.

Changyi immediately opened the door curtain and entered.

In the big tent, the pure white wood decoration of tables and chairs exudes a kind of magic power, as if it can completely smooth away the impetuousness in people's hearts.

On the high chair in the middle hall, the middle-aged swordsman in light blue robe was wiping the sound of the famous sword Nulan with a sword towel.

Gou Wuyue raised his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

"That's right."

Changyi felt his heartbeat calmed down, and he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The reconnaissance team had previously sensed the power of the embers."

"As expected, Saint Slave's second-in-command, Wuxiu, may be nearby to assist."

"Subsequently, they sensed the pure water energy. Theoretically, the Yuling Drop, the head of the Spiritual Department, may have arrived."

"But missing!"

"Missing?" Gou Wuyue paused as she wiped her sword, "What happened?"

"Not sure."

Chang Yi shook his head and said: "The reconnaissance team failed to sense the presence of another person, but the water energy is missing. This can only mean that the Yu Ling Drop, the head of the Ling Department, was trapped by someone."

"Is it possible..."

"No."

Before Chang Yi finished speaking, Gou Wuyue immediately interrupted firmly: "Wuxiu is not good at hiding. If you can sense him, you can really sense him."

"Just continue to follow his trail. If he wants to meet the Holy Slave, he won't be able to run far after all."

"And that boy Yu Lingdi has disappeared..."

Gou Wuyue lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then raised her hand and said, "There must be someone else."

"besides?"

Changyi didn't dare to ask this question out loud.

But the expression of surprise and uncertainty on his face had already given away everything.

Gou Wuyue smiled: "Why, are you scared?"

"no no……"

Changyi immediately denied it: "I just didn't expect that a mere white cave could attract so many people. No one would have thought of it at the beginning, right?"

Gou Wuyue nodded in agreement.

"I didn't expect it."

"The trigger for everything is just that the Storyteller happened to come here, and the first Saint Slave just happened to enter the White Cave."

"How it evolves in the future is all a matter of careful calculation."

"I blocked the door and they couldn't get out. Naturally, they had to find a way to get out. Calling for support was the most direct way."

"However, if we can use the White Cave as the root node to lure the snake out of the cave, it would be best to catch all the Saint Slaves in one fell swoop... I guess the leader of the Saint Slaves has already guessed this idea."

"Unfortunately……"

Gou Wuyue smiled and put the famous sword sheathed on her hand into its sheath, and said, "Even if he guesses it, I still want to do this."

Changyi felt a little frightened when he heard this.

This wave of targeted strikes coupled with fishing law enforcement is likely to turn a small white cave change into a storm that shakes the entire continent!

The question is, can it bear it?

If the Holy Slave really called everyone here.

Can Senior Wuyue be able to handle all this by himself?

impossible!

If he could withstand it, he wouldn't be able to inflict serious damage on the white-clothed troops coming from the Central Region without simply being sleeveless.

"Don't overthink it."

Gou Wuyue could see that Xiaoyi looked very worried.

He waved his hands, carried Nu Lanzhi on his back, stood up and said, "Yulingdi, it's not that simple to trap that kid."

"Although he is still on the throne and has never broken through the Zhan Dao, no matter how strong the Zhan Dao is, if he really wants to defeat him, he will eventually be beaten to death by his weird water ability."

"It is not that simple for a little guy to be able to sit at the head of the spiritual division among the six divisions, which belongs exclusively to spiritual refiners, and is also known as the most profound secret among spiritual refiners in the mainland."

"So……"

Gou Wuyue slowly climbed down the stairs, frowning slightly: "Who can trap it when it first appears?"

"A person from the Holy Slave?" Changyi asked constructively.

"That's right, but who among the saint slaves has such ability?" Gou Wuyue asked again.

"It seems...no?"

Changyi is a little unsure.

After all, among the top ten Saint Slaves, there are only a few who have really made big moves on the mainland.

If they were all exposed, it is estimated that they would not be able to maintain all the top ten positions so perfectly for so many years, and not even lose one.

"have!"

"There is indeed such a person!"

Gou Wuyue walked to Changyi's side, and then she remembered something. She stopped and said in a concentrated voice, "Immediately! Send a message to the Northern Territory and notify those who have been banned from the 'Flower Fragrance Hometown' in Qi Duan to advance with all their strength!"

"If the Seven Duan Forbidden Exploration encounters fewer obstacles, it means that Haitang'er himself is no longer here."

"And if the obstruction becomes bigger..."

Gou Wuyue's lips curled up: "That means he is really gone!"

"Haitang'er?"

Changyi had no information about this person in his mind and was confused.

"Things in the Northern Territory are not within your scope of responsibility. Just do as you are told." Gou Wuyue said in a solemn tone.

"yes!"

Changyi immediately nodded and wanted to retreat.

"etc."

Gou Wuyue immediately summoned the person.

"And... yes, there is more."

"Tell people to beat up all the suspected strongholds of Xu Yue Gray Palace in the southern region. At least, they will not be able to free their hands and feet to come over."

Gou Wuyue paused.

"Also, I have sent people to keep an eye on the 'Ban Yue Ju' in the southern region, the 'Da Mo Ridge' in the western region, and the 'City of Dead Buddha' in the central region..."

"These places are now the largest strongholds of suspected saint slaves."

“Especially the ‘City of the Dead Pagoda’!”

Gou Wuyue's tone was serious, and her voice was a bit colder: "Absolutely, absolutely, don't let those guys inside come out!"

"yes!"

When Changyi Dangtou drank, his heart felt dark.

Although among these place names, he had only heard of the "City of Dead Buddha" in the Central Region, and knew nothing about the other two, which were not in the combat category.

But this did not prevent him from starting to tune in to the danger level of this operation, which was high.

That is the city of dead pagoda!

The city of Shengfutu is also known as a holy place for alchemists, weapon refiners, spiritual formation masters, etc.

The city of dead pagoda...

It was a real killing corner, with thousands of dead bones and millions of floating corpses, it was hard to describe it!

I heard that the white clothes guarding there were either half dead or half crazy in a year.

It is a fearful place where only the real elites in white can withstand the pressure.

A sinful city that requires the personal supervision of the common people and cannot spare even half a cup of tea!

"Cross corner."

Gou Wuyue seemed to have remembered something and said solemnly: "Especially at the cross street corner, it is best to ask someone to make a big noise, but not too obvious. For details, you can just ask Love the People."

"Anyway, don't let that person come out."

Changyi's footsteps softened upon hearing this.

Cross street corner?

The “Cross Street Corner” in the City of the Dead Pagoda is said to be hung with the “Bloody Pope’s Cross”?

"Is it to prevent that person with the title of 'Gate of Hell, God Called God'... to break through the world of mortals and fight against the Gate of Ghost... to come out?" Chang Yi swallowed hard.

Gou Wuyue nodded silently.

Then, he laughed and slapped Xiaoyi on the back with his backhand.

"What are you afraid of?"

"It's not like I'm asking you to go and guard it yourself."

"Besides, the loving people are watching. As long as you bring my words to me, they won't be able to make any waves, let alone come out." Gou Wuyue comforted her.

"yes!"

Changyi's voice was a little higher, almost breaking, as if he was trying to embolden himself.

"Don't go, still."

Gou Wuyue grabbed the helpless guy and asked, "How did the thing I asked you to do last time go?"

"What……"

Changyi was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted: "Senior, are you talking about Shenyue Immortal City?"

"Um."

Gou Wuyue nodded.

The last time he fought with Shengnu Wuxiu in Qinglong County, an Eighth Sword Immortal ran out in the middle, but he later concluded that the person was not him.

Therefore, Gou Wuyue gave the order to search the two peak ancient sword cultivation forces in the Eastern Region.

Of course, Changyi couldn't forget this.

"no result."

He first shook his head and summarized the conclusion, and then said in detail:

"According to the information fed back by the branches on both sides, the Sword Burial Tomb is still the same as before. You can't even get close to it, let alone go in."

"And the Semi-Saint Sword Intention inside is still brewing. Sword Immortal Wen Ting estimates that it is at the last moment and it is impossible to have time to go out for a stroll on the mainland."

"So, rule out the possibility that the person buried in the Sword Tomb is pretending."

Gou Wuyue's breath became heavy upon hearing this.

"Wen Ting...have you actually come this far?"

He murmured, a little fascinated.

The golden-pink Nulan voice on his back trembled, as if unwilling to be outdone.

"Feel sorry."

Gou Wuyue patted the famous sword and said with a hint of sadness in her voice: "It's not your problem, it's my own problem. It has indeed been neglected a lot over the years."

Changyi heard sweat dripping from his forehead and didn't dare to answer.

He understood that since joining the Holy Temple, Wuyue Sword Immortal has been fighting here and there almost all the time.

The way of killing has indeed improved.

But the true way of swordsmanship cannot be achieved by killing.

No, in the past, Wen Ting Sword Immortal, who could only hide behind the Eighth Sword Immortal and couldn't even squeeze into the ten seats, has actually taken a step earlier and touched that realm...

Of course, Changyi only dared to think about these words in his heart.

It was impossible for him to say it, whether from the standpoint of the Holy Temple or from the standpoint of Senior Wuyue.

He wiped his sweat at the speed of light and continued: "In addition, we also visited Shenyue Immortal City, but no one was willing to come forward at the beginning."

"It's possible that there really is no one."

"But there are more possibilities... After all, those guys were brought out by the registered disciples of the Eighth Sword Immortal. They have very tough tempers, and it is normal for them not to show up."

"It was only when we were about to copy them in the end that Senior Brother Kongtong was willing to show up."

"But as soon as he came forward, the conclusion was shattered again."

"After all, except for this registered disciple of the Eighth Sword Immortal who is qualified to imitate me, no one else has this ability at all." Chang Yi shrugged helplessly.

Gou Wuyue's thoughts were pulled back.

"Kongtong..."

"He still considers himself senior brother?"

"Yes," Chang Yi looked a little respectful, "After all, the person in this world who least believes in the death of the Eighth Sword Immortal is the great disciple of the Eighth Sword Immortal who single-handedly created a new generation of ancient sword cultivators, Xiao Kongtong !”

"Oh, little Kongtong..."

Gou Wuyue snorted and didn't take it to heart, "Nine times out of ten, it's him. He's dawdling, and he's probably on his way back."

"Well."

Changyi's expression froze, how could these words be so subjective?

"Don't believe it?" Gou Wuyue was very interested, "If you don't believe it, let's make a bet?"

"What bet?"

"As long as you continue to ask people to block the gate of Shenyue Immortal City, I am sure that there will be no chance of that so-called 'Eighth Sword Immortal' appearing in this battle in Bai Cave. Are you willing to bet?"

Changyi was startled.

This method really works!

If in Qinglong County, Senior Brother Kongtong finally took action to save Saint Slave Wuxiu, then as long as Shenyue Immortal City was blocked, it would be difficult for the opponent to escape.

Expected this...

"I don't bet." Chang Yi shook his head resolutely.

"?"

"I can't afford to lose." Changyi rolled his eyes slightly, touched his waist, and tightened his underwear.

"Haha, forget it if you don't bet."

Gou Wuyue's rare good mood was shattered, and she felt a little sluggish.

"Go!"

He waved his hand and said, "Don't forget everything I told you before."

"yes!"

Changyi then drank heavily and stepped back in large steps.

…

"laugh."

When Fang Lin came to the tent door curtain, a soft sound cut through the void.

Changyi's pupils suddenly shrank and he turned his head sharply.

"who!"

Turning around with angry eyes, he saw a small space crack opening in the empty space in the center of the camp.

"Stowaway?!"

At this moment, Changyi's little heart rose in his throat.

The White Cave is broken?

A member of the Holy Slave came out?

"What are you doing for food!" He yelled immediately.

For a moment, there was a ping-pong-ping pong outside the camp, and someone immediately started to move.

"With so many layers of double-teams, how is it possible for someone to be teleported directly to the main account?" Chang Yi was so angry that he almost wanted to strike a blow at one of the idiots outside.

Is this really trash?

The defensive formation is just for decoration?

"senior!"

"Senior, don't panic, I'll be on standby at any time!"

"Senior Wuyue, I'm here to rescue him, who dares to sneak across?!"

"..."

There were screams outside the door, feeling a little scared but also quite excited.

Everyone seemed to be gearing up and getting ready to go for a long time, and finally they were able to vent their emotions.

But no matter how chaotic it was outside, no one dared to open the curtain of the main tent.

Even the unprotected door curtain, even if the wind blows, can allow outsiders to spy on one or two of them.

"Quiet!"

Changyi shouted loudly.

There was an immediate silence outside, as if everyone had evaporated.

Gou Wuyue raised her eyes and looked at the crack in the void, a little stunned.

Others couldn't see it, but he felt it clearly.

The aura coming out of this place is the aura that has been secretly peeking at him since he entered the eighth palace.

Reach out slowly.

Gou Wuyue stopped Changyi's urge to open the boundary.

"It's not the White Cave that was cracked, but someone else?"

Chang Yi understood immediately, his heart was shocked, and then he became even more horrified.

If not the Holy Slave, who else could break through the spiritual formation protection of the White Cave and directly reach the main account of the Chinese army?

"Ahem?"

A tentative cough came from the crack.

Immediately, there was a very low voice from behind:

"Elder Qiao, why don't you go out by yourself? Why are you pushing me?"

"That's Wuyue Sword Immortal! Sword Immortal, Sword Immortal! Do you understand?!"

"What if I go out first and the other party kills me as an enemy with a sword without any reason? My new girlfriend is still waiting under the covers..."

"You little thing!" A furious voice interrupted the nonsense.

immediately.

"Snapped!"

"Ouch~"

From the crack in space, a young man rubbing his butt fell out. He staggered into the main account of the Chinese army and almost lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"Damn old Joe..."

"Ahem!"

As soon as Zhao Xidong appeared, he could feel two eyes that could almost kill him on the spot, and the hair on his body exploded.

"Hello, senior."

Bowing to Gou Wuyue, he immediately turned to Changyi, bent over ninety degrees, and said loudly: "I have met Senior Wuyue! Senior Wuyue has long admired his name like thunder, and I respect him so much... "

"Why?"

He seemed to have realized something was wrong.

right!

The one I bowed to first just now is the one with the sword on his back?

Zhao Xidong was stuck in the same place, sweating for a while. He did not dare to get up. He could only lower his waist and move lightly, turning the direction of his worship towards the middle-aged man holding the sword behind him.

"Senior Wuyue, okay, uh, okay..."

Changyi was stunned.

He was really shocked when he saw this thing appearing out of nowhere.

This young man!

Are you kidding me?

Coming out of the space rift unscathed?

Treating the protective spiritual formation of the people in white as if it were nothing?

The scariest thing is, how could you still be just a...

"The strong master?!"

"Are you the Grandmaster?!"