In the Xizhou region where the storm is gradually rising, not only the Jinyu Sect family is peeking at the remains of Danfu, but also many people and many forces have other unknown purposes.

At the base of the Liangyi Sect, Tang Leshan lowered his head in front of the two god-transforming ancestors, not knowing what he was listening to.

At the Linglong School's resident, Yue Wuyi, under the instructions of the ancestor Yin Linglong, went out with charm. Today, the clothes of this young man Wuyi became a little cooler.

The forces affiliated with the Anti-Sword Alliance among the five sects and seven sects were all walking around in private, not knowing what to discuss. The Sword King Hall gathered together, and the transformation of gods from various sects gathered together. Only the sect leader of the Earth Sword Sect, Jia Panqi, had the lowest seniority and cultivation.

The three days of rest in Qianying Ring is also the time for the Anti-Sword Alliance and the Sword King Hall to gather. After these three days, the situation in the Xizhou region may change.

The undercurrent not only surges in the Anti-Sword Alliance and the Sword King Hall, but also surges in the overseas islands and the mysterious Fantasy Moon Palace.

In the residence where Dan Sheng was located, there was a fat white boy standing in front of Mo Huatuo. When he looked at the boy, Dan Sheng's eyes looked extremely kind, as if he was looking at his nephews and juniors. The young man was always smiling, and there was no respect for Dan Sheng in his smile, and there was only a strange obedience.

"No, good, so combat power, even if there is no big problem in reaching the top ten, the top ten is basically easy to win. But what is the head of Thousand Infants? The head of the gods is the real glory. You don't have to take action in the challenge competition, just wait to go to Linlang Island. Remember, self-protection is the top priority. Your body is the hard work of me."

Mo Huatuo carefully pinched the fat white boy's arm, then knocked the boy's forehead, looked back and forth three times, and finally laughed with satisfaction.

"Masterpiece! This is the real masterpiece, hahahaha! Who doesn't take me as the leader in the world? Hahahaha!"

Dan Sheng laughed loudly, and the fat white boy in front of him was also laughing. The laughter of the two sounded very similar, just like the same person.

At the Jiuxing Island station, some of the major Nascent Soul Island masters entered the top 100, and some were defeated. Many monks gathered together, and some were talking and laughing, and Daozi was also in it.

There were many people coming from the Taoist temple, but none of them entered the top 100, and even Daozi could not participate. It can be seen that the Taoist temple almost completely gave up in this Thousand Infant Championship. However, the monks from Jiuxing Island seemed to be in high spirits in front of Daozi, and several people even had to challenge the top 10.

At the banquet, some island owners were sighing that Daozi could not participate in the Thousand Infant Championship, which made this grand event not very lively. Some people were concerned about when Daozi's injuries would be healed. Even the God-Transforming Ancestors who led the team were kind to Daozi. It seemed that the Nine Stars Islands were very friendly to the Dongzhou Taoist Palace, as if they had established an alliance.

At the foot of the Sword King Mountain, in front of Qianying, almost everyone was busy during these rare three days.

Some people are busy recovering, some are busy trading, some are busy making friends, some are busy calculating, and some are very leisurely, taking casual walks on their own territory.

The tall figure walked through the mountains, climbed over the valley, and finally came to the deepest part of Jianwang Mountain, near the stone hall.

The stone palace is old and like a ferocious beast lying dormant in the deep mountains, surrounded by gravel. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, no grass grows.

Looking at the stone hall, the tall man hesitated and his steps fell back to his original place. In his single eyes, there was a fierce light and doubt flashing.

"Master, is your old man dead or life? When will this Sword King Hall be under my control..."

Shentu Liancheng's eyes gradually showed greed and even anger. He suddenly raised his big hand, as if he wanted to support the sky, and as if he wanted to raise the darkness pressing against his head.

"If you live in pain, it is better to die. If you reincarnate and become weak, it is better to be annihilated between heaven and earth, because only the strong can be respected in this world!"

The steps raised again were not to step into the ancient hall, but to step into the ground in one step. When it appeared again, Shentu Liancheng's figure appeared in the gloomy soul prison.

"He still refuses to say it, right?"

When the Soul Warden asked, the little leader of the Soul Prison immediately stepped forward and answered, saying, "Sir, that guy is a tough guy, he only has one breath left. Even though he looks like this, he still refuses to tell the truth. He only said that there is a bastard in Qingzhou, with no hands or feet and one eye."

Bang!

The little leader who was learning to speak was slapped out by the soul warden's mouth, his mouth was full of big teeth, his nose bridge was completely broken, and his skull even cracked a gap.

If it hadn't been a slaughter, the little leader had been killed just now.

"One eye, hum, what's wrong with one eye? Since you don't tell the truth, then bear the pain of purgatory."

When he came to a special prison, Shentu Liancheng stared at the bloody man in the prison and sneered: "This is hell, and I am the master of hell. Chu Bai, I will not let you die. I want you to be unlucky and make you unable to speak any words of cursing. If you can't even tame a slave, what's the soul warden? You said right, hahahahaha!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

At the warning of the soul warden, someone blew up the whip and squirted it into the bloody man's body.

"Don't forget to give him the elixir and don't let him die."

After Shentu Liancheng finished speaking, he glanced at the fake Chu Bai who was following him. The other party immediately signaled, opened his mouth and squirted, and a dry old man appeared on the spot. This man had no vitality, but had some sanity. His eyes were flashing with great fear, and he turned out to be a puppet.

"Come on, keep telling the story of that Chu Baipao. If you say it well, you little wolf will live for a few more years."

"It's my master! Chu Baipao once arrived in the north alone, and was called Baipao on the north..."

The old man withered is the disappearing wolf king Qingya, but now the green teeth have long become a dry puppet, controlled by the fake Chu Bai, and the rest of his post survives.

Not only Qingya was surviving, but some evil spirits also encountered sudden crises, such as the unlucky demon soul that should have obtained the best body but was sealed in the eyes of others.

"Damn it! Why is the dog in the Taoist palace not dead? It's another magic spell. My demon body has been sealed. How can he be safe and sound!"

The anger of the demon soul comes from the familiar demon-sealing curse. He became the demon soul, all thanks to this method of demon-sealing.

"No, the power of the magic spell is less than 10% of the original one. Isn't that guy who casts it? Anyone in the Taoist temple can seal the magic spell?"

The demon soul became confused in anger, but soon it was shocked by the aura of dragon power, so the demon soul became even more irritable.
Chapter completed!