"Alas, I am really old and no longer useful!"

Just when Yan Jun was hesitant, Xiong Bushit made the decision for him.

Either retreat! Or, stay and die together!

At that moment, an astonishing change occurred in Xiong Busheng!

White hair and black hair roots appear, the body begins to stretch, and the skin begins to rejuvenate.

Xiong Budie is using his life force to forcefully water the youth at this moment!

The old man who was originally a chicken-skinned and gray-haired man is now regaining his youth!

Forcibly upgrade the status!

This is really ready to go all out!

Yan Jun can't even defeat Xiong Busheng in his old man's state, so how can he dare to stay for a long time?

We can only retreat with the Holy Spirit Sect!

Xiong Busui also regained one-third of his youth, but more than one-third of the little vitality he had left was lost in one fell swoop.

Yan Jun dare not go up...

"Alas~!"

Yan Jun, who was sitting in the cave, let out a long sigh and said to himself that he had been having bad luck in the past two years.

I stopped thinking too much, closed my eyes again, and entered a meditative state.

…

The previous scouts on the other side have already ordered their troops and are ready to lead their men to surround and kill Obito and the others!

This person's code name is Di Ting, and he is the scout and supervisor of the Palace of Hell.

Being able to read people's minds is very similar to mind reading, and can predict the trajectory of some things.

So this person is very difficult to deal with.

Even though Di Ting's own combat power is relatively weak among soul masters of the same level.

But his ability to read minds and predict the trajectory of things often allows him to suppress soul masters who are stronger than him.

Very few people in the Palace of Hell are willing to communicate with someone like him, an inspector who can read minds.

Everyone avoids him.

But Di Ting's status is relatively high and his power is great, no worse than the three titled Douluo in the Palace of Hell.

And the weirdest thing is that this person is not an evil soul master.

He came here on his own initiative, much like a counselor.

"Listen carefully, in which direction are we searching?"

All the people were gathered together, and a charming woman looked at the map in the circle outside Sifang Village and felt a headache.

Obito and the others also know to be cautious and not to be arrogant.

Therefore, there is no pattern in their actions. They can go wherever they want.

He is just afraid of being caught up by others following his trajectory.

And this kind of erratic behavior caused great trouble for the Palace of Hell to pursue.

I searched around Sifang Village, but the area was too large.

At this moment, the charming woman asked Di Ting.

It was the powerful Titled Douluo named Di Tinglai.

Meng Po, one of the Douluo sweepers in the Palace of Hell.

very powerful.

But Po Meng is also very irritable, this is a hard job.

Catching mice is not as easy as directly blocking Sifang Village.

But Diting brought the order from Lord Yan, and she had to accept the command.

It's just that she has a high right to speak and has the right to refute questions.

Just like now.

Po Meng knew that the ability to listen was miraculous, so she wanted to give it a more precise range.

Reduce the difficulty of your tasks.

Di listened and smiled, even if Meng Po didn't say anything, she would have predicted it all at once.

But Jian Tingting held the map and closed his eyes tightly.

His two distinctive big ears moved again and again for two or three minutes.

Di Ting opened her eyes suddenly, and there seemed to be light and shadow flowing in her pupils like a slide.

After another three to five seconds, Di Ting closed his eyes again and opened them again.

The pupils of the eyes have returned to normal.

But his face was very pale.

Obviously this kind of foresight is not without consumption.

Especially this kind of behavior, which is forcibly predicted based on just a few clues, is very difficult!

"How is it? Is there any way to predict it?"

Seeing Di Ting's appearance of excessive consumption, Po Meng quickly asked.

She knew that the stronger the enemy was, or the more special it was.

The more you listen, the harder it will be to predict the information.

Even Yan Jun wanted to test the upper limit of his ability to listen.

Let Di Ting proactively predict himself.

The result is indeed that because the difference in strength is too large, Listening to Prediction failed.

And Yan Jun felt like he was being spied on.

"Fortunately, it can be considered a success.

But there’s no way to give you a precise range.”

Di Ting's face looked a little ugly and she was a little exhausted.

Point to part of the map with your extended finger.

He said to Po Meng:

"I can't give you too much accuracy, I can only roughly deduce that they are still outside the East Village of Sifang Village.

From here to here, roughly within this range.

The enemy may have a master, so it's impossible to be precise.

I can probably only demarcate one-eighth of the outer area of ​​Sifang Village for you.

Remember to bring more people with you. If you find an enemy, don't fight it alone.

Whether the enemy is strong or has special features, it would be a problem for me to consume so much.

Wait for others to join you.

Then you ask Tu Tou to join you, a titled Douluo and a late-stage Contra.

There shouldn't be any danger."

After speaking, I listened and said nothing more.

He handed over the token of action and the right to be the first to command on the spot to Po Meng.

Watching Po Meng order people to leave, Di Ting did not leave.

He still wants to stay here and analyze the situation at any time.

Ask Po Meng to bring 50 people to increase the number of troops, plus some of the existing scouts in that department.

It should be no problem to encircle and suppress them, right?

There are a lot of manpower.

You know, after defeating Sifang Village, there are less than 400 people left in their Palace of Hell, which is basically one-sixth of the strength of Palace of Hell.

Obito and the others, far away in the southern forest outside East Village, were eating dry food.

No one realized that their actions had been predicted.

They thought that the enemy would find out that they had an enemy like them.
To be continued...