Chapter 932: Dangerous Intents Everywhere

"Someone came out..."

At the entrance of the valley, many people were shocked, and those who had turned around and left also turned back to see who could escape from it at this time.

The breath was getting closer and closer, making people feel suffocated. Only when the cultivation level of Quasi-Saints and above was at a very fast speed, the breath emitted would be so oppressive and suffocating.

It was obvious that the people in there were coming out at a very fast speed. Everyone looked at it intently, feeling the breath that was getting closer and closer.

On the distant mountain, at this moment, Xiao Meng'er's face became solemn, staring at it motionlessly. Could it be...he came out?

"Sure enough, it won't be so easy to die, hehe..."

On the other side, Fairy Hongdie smiled, and the Lord of Changsheng Sect and Master Baimei had not left yet, and were in another place at this time.

Finally, the breath was close at hand, and the breath of the underworld in the valley was also rushed out, shocking everyone and hurriedly retreated.

"It's out..."

Just when everyone was nervous, several figures flew out from inside, led by an old man in black, a white-haired man, and six women behind them, who were Xiao Chen and his group.

"They are..."

In the distance, everyone held their breath and concentrated. Most of them were from the Illusion Ruins Hill. Only a few people recognized the Ghost Yin Patriarch at this time, and they couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

The Ghost Yin Patriarch has always lived in the Ghost Yin Mountain, why did he come to the Yellow Spring Valley this time? And who is this young man next to him? It seems that his cultivation is not low...

"Meng'er, is that person the person you mentioned before?"

On the distant mountain, Xiao Qinghe stared at Xiao Chen motionlessly, how could he be so similar to that person back then... No, there can't be such a coincidence.

"Well..."

Xiao Meng'er nodded, and at this moment, the expression on her face became a little complicated. At this time, many people in the distance were discussing that the Ghost Yin Patriarch's quasi-saint aura was unquestionable, but what was the identity of the young man next to him?

Could it be the disciple of the old man in black? But if he was his disciple, he should be standing behind him instead of standing side by side with him. He didn't seem like a disciple...

"Excuse me, young friend, did you find anything in there?"

At this moment, a hunchbacked old man in purple clothes and holding a snake staff came over. There were many disciples behind him. This man seemed to have a high level of cultivation. He originally looked at the Ghost Yin Patriarch first, but seeing his cold face, he asked Xiao Chen next to him.

"There's nothing in there."

Xiao Chen said lightly. He didn't want to cause trouble, so he naturally wouldn't tell the matter of Xiao Youming, let alone the matter of gods and demons.

But who would believe him when he heard him say that there was nothing in there?

Because the Yellow Spring Ancient Land was too big and the tide only lasted for one month, they had to return before they reached the deepest part. But who among those present didn't want to know the secret hidden in the depths of the Yellow Spring?

At this moment, several figures suddenly flew over. They were the six people left outside by Ye Ying. When the six people saw Xiao Chen, they immediately bowed and said, "Your Excellency."

Xiao Chen nodded slightly and motioned them to go to the back. When the people in the distance heard those women who seemed to be very organized call him "Your Excellency", they became even more suspicious. This young man seemed to have a great background. Who is he...

"We have not been able to go to the innermost part and have not been able to find anything useful. Fellow Taoists, please make way for us.

At this time, Gui Yin Patriarch walked forward, and saw that his eyebrows were deeply locked and his face was cold. He didn't want to cause trouble here today, he just wanted to take back his disciple's soul, but he knew that things would not be so simple.

At this time, there were countless cultivators outside Huangquan Valley, with different levels of cultivation. Even if Gui Yin Patriarch had reached the level of Quasi-Saint, he could not really come and go freely among the crowd of tens of thousands of people.

In such an extremely chaotic place as Huanxu Hill, let alone Huangquan Valley, it was obvious that there were already many Few people are ready to make a move. Even if the other party is a quasi-saint, what does it matter? Is there really no quasi-saint here?

In a short moment, a cold murderous aura enveloped the entire valley entrance. This is the case in the Illusion Hill. Unless it is in Tianzhu City, there may be killings at any time anywhere.

Seeing the layers of murderous intent approaching, the eyes of the Ghost Yin Patriarch became even colder. Although he rarely came to a place like the Illusion Hill, he also knew that most of the people here were extremely vicious and had experienced countless life and death. In other words, the people in the Illusion Hill were much more fearless of death than those in Yu Ding.

However, it was precisely because of this that the Ghost Yin Patriarch could not retreat at this time. His whole body of profound power shook, and immediately a strong wind was raised, blowing the surrounding trees to the east and west, shaking constantly. People who were slightly closer felt their breath choked, but they still did not retreat.

The Ghost Yin Patriarch's face was gloomy, and his voice was as cold as frost. "Fellow Taoists, do you want to test my cultivation here? ”

Originally, with his quasi-saint cultivation and the name of Ghost Yin Patriarch, if he were in Yu Ding, he would definitely scare all the sects and schools and make them dare not move. However, in this Fantasy Ruins Hill, especially among the people who came to Huangquan Valley this time, the effect was minimal. These people have seen many life and death battles. Although they are afraid of quasi-saints, they are not so scared that they dare not move when standing together at this time.

On the mountain peak, Xiao Meng'er frowned slightly. At this moment, Xiao Qinghe reached out and put his hand on her shoulder. He shook his head gently and said only four words: "Just wait and see what happens."

Although the Xiao family is well-known in Yujing and no one dares to offend them, this is the Hill of Fantasy Ruins. No matter how strong the Xiao family is, it is best not to easily provoke these lunatics in the Hill of Fantasy Ruins.

The atmosphere became colder and colder, and the layers of murderous intent became more and more serious. Ye Ying and twelve people immediately protected Xiao Chen, but at this moment, a leaf slowly floated in from outside the valley, seemingly in an instant. , breaking this rigid pattern.

Just as the leaves were slowly falling, a faint man's voice was heard outside, "I have heard about Senior Guiyin for a long time, but I didn't expect that Senior would actually come to Huangquan Valley today..."

At first hearing such a voice, many people turned around and saw a man in Tsing Yi slowly walking in from outside the valley. Although this man looked equally young, his age was probably good. A person who is hundreds of years old can be distinguished by his breath, which is definitely not comparable to those of younger generations.

And with the sudden intrusion of such a mysterious person, the tense atmosphere just now disappeared temporarily. Everyone looked at him motionless. This person seemed to have a very high level of cultivation and must be a quasi-sage. , doesn’t seem like a person from Illusory Ruins Hill, but what happened today? So many powerful people suddenly appeared in Huangquan Valley...

"They are from Wutian Palace..."

On the distant mountain peak, Xiao Qinghe recognized the man in green who suddenly appeared. The expression on his face immediately became serious. How could this man come here? Could it be...

At this moment, an incredible look appeared on his face, and he followed the gaze of the man in green and looked at Xiao Chen.

"Then Secretary Lian Zhen, why are you here today?"

Just when everyone was silent in silence, Patriarch Guiyin suddenly spoke coldly. When everyone heard the words "Lian Zhensi", they finally reacted and looked at the man in green again. Lian Zhensi, one of the masters of the seven halls of the Heavenly Palace!

How come the people from Wutian Palace are here?

At this time, many people had doubts in their eyes. Lian Zhensi took a few steps forward, his eyes fell on Xiao Chen, smiled, and then looked at Patriarch Guiyin, "I'm here today." , I was ordered to take this person back, Senior Guiyin, don’t you want to stop me?”

Upon hearing this, many people around were even more confused. The Wutian Palace arrester actually came to Huanxu Hill. At this time, many people looked at Xiao Chen. Who is this person? Lian Zhensi of Wutian Palace needs to take action personally...

At this time, Xiao Chen's expression remained unchanged, staring at the sudden appearance of Lian Zhensi. Bai Luan and Zi Yuan had told him earlier that Wutian Palace had sent Lian Zhensi here, and he had expected it. The opponent will intercept him at the mouth of the valley.

Originally, he wanted to wait for the end of the tide, cause chaos in the Huangquan Valley, and then take advantage of the chaos to leave. However, he later met the Ancestor Guiyin and made him change his plan.

At this moment, Gui Yin Patriarch's face was gloomy and he said coldly, "I don't care who Lian Zhensi wants to take away, but if this person leaves Huangquan Valley thousands of miles away, Lian Zhensi can do whatever he wants, but thousands of miles away No one can touch him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely strong aura surged out from his body, causing countless people around him to feel suffocated. Even those who were just about to make a move before Lian Zhensi appeared felt their hearts tremble at this moment. This person is already several levels of quasi-sage, and his aura is so terrifying...

Ancestor Guiyin's eyes were cold and sharp, and he sent a spiritual thought to Xiao Chen: "How sure are you of dealing with this person?"

Among the seven halls of Wutian Hall, Ziwei Hall has always been the first. Ziwei's cultivation has long been unfathomable. No one knows its depth, and no one has seen him take action. It is said that he is only half a step away from becoming a saint. He has even become a saint. At this time, Lian Zhensi is a little behind, but he is by no means an ordinary person.

Xiao Chen sent back his thoughts and said, "Senior, I am almost certain, and I am almost certain."

At this moment, the two seemed to have reached some kind of consensus, and their eyes became sharp. The two of them took action at the same time, plus the twelve Yeying people, it was not too difficult to deal with Lian Zhensi.

Just when Patriarch Guiyin was about to take action, a cold wind suddenly blew from outside, causing many people here at the entrance of the valley to shiver inexplicably. Suddenly, many leaves were seen floating in from outside, and every leaf, They all seemed to have endless murderous intent, cold and suffocating.