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Chapter 1821 cross-examination

Wu Ciren slowly woke up in the dark space, and then felt that the spiritual power on his body seemed to be imprisoned, no matter how he tried, it would be okay to activate the slightest true energy.

After standing up and looking around, Wu Ciren found that this was a closed Sumeru space with no light around it. His eyes could only see clearly within ten feet of the radius. As for the spiritual consciousness, he could only detect such a distance.

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind: "You are awake, do you look in good condition?"

Wu Ciren hurriedly turned around and saw a figure appearing behind the empty man, and was looking at him with a smile on his face.

There was no sign of any spiritual power fluctuation from him, and he looked like an ordinary mortal. Wu Ciren had lived for thousands of years and still had the ability to see him defeated when he was besieged by four people. Suddenly, he felt that his body had become weak and he was not awake in the world.

Looking back, only those legendary fusion stage monks can do this level, and the person in front of them is 100% like this.

Wu Ciren naturally felt more and more in his mood after the disaster. When he saw the big scenes, he knew how to deal with it. He walked up and bowed, then bowed to the person in front of him with his knees. He said with a respectful look on his face: "Thank you for your life-saving kindness. I will survive in the world. Now I would like to offer my soul and ask you to set a ban. What will happen in the future if you have any choice but to die."

Speaking of which, Yi Tian also deeply admired the other party's thick black. This move was really good. If he really wanted to control it, he would have done it long ago. Why wait until now? Even if he did this, it would become self-deprecating. It seems that he is still a spiritual master, and he will not act like a demon cultivator to lock people's soul and set a ban like a demon cultivator.

Yi Tian also glanced slightly at the corner of his mouth. He said that he was less than three thousand years old, and Wu Ciren in front of him looked at at least four thousand years old. In terms of cultivation, he had basically exhausted his potential. If he had no great opportunity in this life, he was afraid that his cultivation would not be able to improve in the slightest. In the following years, he could only watch the life span exhausted little by little until the moment he escaped into reincarnation.

Facing a monk who was more than a thousand years older than him and even called him senior, Yi Tian felt a little helpless. He paused for a moment before slowly answering: "Get up and talk, I have something to ask you." After that, he reached out and pointed and pointed, "I'll give you a light to sacrifice the spiritual light of the Taoist flying into the other party's forehead.

After hearing this, Wu Ciren stood up quickly. The power of the true energy in his body was mobilized again without any obstacles. There was no phenomenon of true energy exhaustion left after the previous war. Instead, the use of the skill became smoother and the trend of cultivation growth appeared.

He showed a look of joy on his face. Although he didn't know the other party's intentions, he seemed to have no malice now. On the contrary, Wu Ciren's eyes turned and his heart was secretly thinking about his personal value.

Yi Tianzhi was nervous and asked, "Why did the Huangquan clan, the Manjiao clan and the Abyss Demon clan join forces to encircle you? If you hadn't taken something you shouldn't have taken or knew some secret news, the other party would spare no effort to silence you."

Wu Ciren replied respectfully: "My younger generation and my younger brother misbelieve in others and are even more conspired by the traitor. In the end, thanks to the help from the seniors, they can survive."

"Aren't you having a good chat with Yan Bin of the Huangquan clan in the Yi Ren Hall? Could it be that you still have something to say that makes the other party want to kill," Yi Tian mentioned inadvertently.

As soon as this said, Wu Ciren felt a cold feeling behind her back, and cold sweat oozed out of her forehead. Obviously, he had been targeted for a long time. Since this was the case, he would definitely not be able to eat good results.

Then he softened his knees and knelt down again and said, "Senior, I am not intentionally hiding it. Senior and I have the kindness of saving my life, but if you ask, you must know everything and say everything."

Unexpectedly, this guy was still tactful. He revealed a little information and did not dare to rebel again. Then he asked, "Say what you saw in the Lihuo Palace Business Name without saying a word. I have heard everything you said in the Yiren Pavilion. I believe you will not repeat the same thing again."

"Senior, my brothers are also hired to spy on others," Wu Ciren hurriedly said.

"I don't want to hear the reason, and I don't want to understand what Yan Qiu and the others are planning. You just need to talk about the situation you saw in the backyard of Lihuogong Business. From the moment you walk into the back porch, the more detailed the better," Yi Tian shouted in a deep voice.

Wu Ciren's face turned solemn, and naturally he didn't dare to make the identity and strength of the person in front of him again. Then he slowly said: "The two of us followed Cheng Bufan, the shopkeeper, and we walked through the corridor to the elegant villa. There was a monk with a thirty-year-old appearance sitting in the courtyard, and Cheng Bufan showed that he was very respectful to this person."

"That's inevitable. Speaking of which, this person is the real person behind the scenes of Lihuo Palace," Yi Tian said disdainfully: "Then, describe clearly what he said and the expression and movements of that person. I believe that as a monk in the divine stage, you should have the ability to remember everything you have seen."

Wu Ciren replied submissively: "I only heard Cheng Bufan call this person as the shopkeeper, and then my brothers went up to make some excessive requests according to the plan."

"Oh, what are the excessive requirements?" Yi Tian asked.

"It's just about receiving protection fees under the guise of the name, and extorting treasures," Wu Ciren said: "Who knew that the other party had responded and took out valuable treasures, but they only proposed to compete one-on-two before they could deliver them."

"No need to say more, how could you two be the opponents of the clone of the fusion stage of the cultivator?" Yi Tian waved his hand and said, "Being able to come out alive means that Lihuo Palace doesn't want to be troubled during this period. I really don't know if you are ignorant or fearless. Your life has visited the Ghost Gate twice in one day. If it is in my eyes, I'm afraid you two will definitely not leave the store."

When Wu Ciren heard this, he said with fear: "What I said is that we will never dare to disturb the tiger beards of the fusion cultivators again. It is just that Yan Bin, who was employed by the Huangquan clan, had to do it."

"You casual cultivators are so fond of their own good. They are naturally familiar with each other. Fortunately, you are still useful now, otherwise I wouldn't have taken action," Yi Tian replied.

"I wonder how seniors want to deal with the Lihuo Palace business name. I will definitely follow the instructions," Wu Ciren said with a patriarch.

"Who said I want to deal with Lihuo Palace? Is there such a clone of the great palace master who is not afraid of trouble?" Yi Tian snorted coldly and said, "Don't use words to test my intentions in the future. Lihuo Palace can be put aside first. If I give you a chance to deal with Yan Bin, do you dare to take action?"

Wu Ciren's eyes flashed, and then he replied angrily: "Why don't you dare? My brother's death is all because of him. If I have the chance, I would like to cut him into pieces."
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