Chapter 632 Network

"Then...I will take away the Brilliant Sun Sword Armor."

In the absolutely silent room, not long after he came back, Tianyangzi came to visit.

Tianyangzi looked at Jueji and said: "After all, you also understand that tomorrow's Daluotian discussion will be first, and Zhou Bai, a pure-blood human, must be first. In order to prevent accidents, I'd better take away the Huangri Sword Armor." .”

Jueji was silent and didn't speak. Apparently Wei Cangsheng had used Da Xia's secret skills before and was considered by the immortal to be a descendant of the Ji family. Wei Cangsheng's actions with Wei Cangsheng also made the immortal suspicious of him and worried about him. Lose control in the ring tomorrow.

Seeing that Tian Yangzi was about to leave, he suddenly said: "What if Zhou Bai doesn't cooperate with your next plan?"

Tianyangzi said: "It's not up to him."

As Tianyangzi left, Jueji was able to sense the formation around the house and had a flash of inspiration.

‘Send someone to monitor me? I have to make sure that nothing happens to me tomorrow and that I can be well defeated by Zhou Bai. ’

He sighed slightly, with some unwillingness in his eyes. Even with his swordsmanship, it would be too difficult to defeat Zhou Bai without the Nine Realm Armor.

After all, Zhou Bai himself possesses the Nine Realm Armor, and his physical body is incredibly powerful.

However, this reluctance quickly turned into relief. Since the immortals were confident, it would be good to kick Zhou Bai to them for education.

He raised the finger of Jueji Sword, and a pure white flying sword floated in front of him. It was the Jueji Sword he had taken from Jijian Pavilion, and it was also his past sword body.

Although there is no Nine Realm Armor, but with this Nine Realm Flying Sword, I can fight Zhou Bai tomorrow. It's just that this time the discussion was interrupted by an immortal. It seemed impossible for him to teach Zhou Bai a lesson and steal the first place.

Da Luo Tian Lun Dao is finally coming to an end. Although he encountered various problems, Zhou Bai's appearance surprised him, and his performance made him dissatisfied, but it was much better than originally imagined.

Stroking the flying sword in front of her, Jueji's mind gradually calmed down.

Next...he just needs to wait for the opportunity, the opportunity for the immortal to slay demons and clean up the world.

Thinking of this, the blood in his body seemed to heat up again.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Jueji habitually used his spiritual power to scan the outside of the door. The next moment his expression suddenly changed. He stood up suddenly and walked quickly to the door. He wanted to open the door but failed. stopped.

He held the doorknob with his right hand, and there was a flash of shock in his eyes, as well as disbelief, hesitation, fear, and panic. All kinds of emotions were mixed together, and they were extremely complicated.

At this moment, a female voice rang from outside the door: "Jueji, won't you open the door and let me in?"

Jueji's palm shook violently. He opened the door fiercely, stared at the woman outside and said, "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be Ye Bingqiu?"

"Impersonating?" Yan Zhenjun slowly walked out from behind the woman: "She is the real Ye Bingqiu, not a fake."

Jueji looked at the God of Plague in front of him, and was in shock because of what he said.

Ye Bingqiu, who was in front of him, slowly stretched out his palm, touched his face under Jueji's nervous and wary gaze, looked at him with a gentle expression, and said slowly: "Jueji, I have worked hard for you all these years."

As Ye Bingqiu spoke, Jueji's eyes shook violently.

He held the opponent's palm: "I clearly remember that you have been..."

Yan Zhenjun said slowly: "Many people also thought that Ji Wuchang had been dead for five hundred years." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and a glass vessel containing an eyeball appeared in front of Jueji.

"This is the Demon Eye that was taken from Ji Wuchang's corpse. It can still be used. If you don't believe it, just use it to have a look."

Jueji hesitated for a long time, glanced at Ye Bingqiu, and suddenly grabbed the glassware.

After a moment, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Ye Bingqiu in front of him. The other person did not change at all in the demonic eyes and was still the same as before. This meant that the other person was not the mixed-blood human race now, but the pure-blood human race in the past.

Jueji said in disbelief: "It's really you..."

At the same time, Ye Bingqiu smiled at Jueji and walked out.

Yan Zhenjun had already stood in front of Jueji and looked at him with a relaxed expression: "We want to ask you for a favor."

Jueji looked at Ye Bingqiu's leaving figure, gritted her teeth and said, "...What on earth are you doing?"

He originally thought that Ji Wuchang's situation was just a special case, but now it seems that the four righteous gods have preserved more than one pure-blooded human race.

If this was really the case, then why did they hide it from the Immortal? Why don't they use these people to breed pure-blooded humans? Why are they still so hostile to Zhou Bai, who is now exposed in the public eye?

All of this made Jueji feel that he was being shrouded in an invisible net, an extremely dark and deep net hidden in history, and now this big net had enveloped him.

Everything in the Heavenly God and the Central City in front of me seemed to have become unfamiliar.

"We hope you kill Zhou Bai." Yan Zhenjun said calmly: "This is the common wish of all the righteous gods, including His Majesty the Emperor Haotian."

Jueji clenched her fists fiercely: "If I kill Zhou Bai, where will the immortals find pure-blood humans to breed a new generation of humans?"

Jueji stared at the other party and said, "Will you provide it?"

Yan Zhenjun smiled and answered the question inappropriately: "As long as you kill Zhou Bai, Ye Bingqiu can regain her freedom. We will not interfere with you and her wherever they go, as long as they do not come into contact with the immortals."

"Think about it."

"To have such an opportunity in life to save regrets... is really rare."

Seeing that Yan Zhenjun was about to leave, Jueji chased after him: "Wait..."

But the next moment, everything disappeared before his eyes, and when Juewu came back to his senses, he was sitting cross-legged on the bed, seemingly halfway through vomiting.

"Dream?"

"The magic circle was not triggered, and the people who monitored me didn't notice it... Is it really no one, or is it just God's method?"

Jueji was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he pressed his left eye fiercely, and his spiritual power poured into it, and he immediately felt the difference in his eyes.

‘Really looking at the demon’s eyes? Wasn't that a dream? That Bingqiu...'

He then lowered his head and found a seal placed in front of him. He swept it with his spiritual power, and Yan Zhenjun's voice appeared in his ears again.

"This aberration weapon is temporarily lent to you. You can use it to kill Zhou Bai. The method of control is as follows..."

He clenched his fists with difficulty, his face full of extreme contradictions and hesitation: 'Heavenly God, what on earth do you want to do? ’