Not long after Zhao Sheng escaped, two rays of light suddenly came from a distance and landed on the barren mountain.

The light faded, revealing two figures, one tall and one short. One was an old man in black robes, and the other was a young woman in palace attire. Both of them exuded the astonishing aura of the Golden Core Realm.

The two men's eyes swept across the bloody and bloody ground, looking at the broken and broken jade scorpion shells, their expressions were extremely ugly.

"It's the White Jade Scorpion King! It seems that I was a little late. The real Jade Scorpion is probably already in danger." The old man in black robe casually picked up a piece of scorpion shell and said with a gloomy expression.

The young woman in palace attire waved her hand and held out a tower of bones. She muttered something, and the tower of bones spread out a large white light and swept around it.

Wherever the white light passed, a large amount of black air rose from the ground, turning into a thick death air.

The old man in black robe became even more gloomy when he saw this: "Hmph, it seems like that guy Jade Scorpion has..."

"Who did it? Jade Scorpion and his Scorpion King joined forces, and their strength is comparable to that of the ninth major Jindan real person. Could it be the poisonous hand of Yuanying ancestor?" the young woman in palace clothes guessed in shock.

The expression of the old man in black robe also changed. He looked around and felt a little uneasy.

If the ancestor of Nascent Soul really took action to kill people, the two of them would be very dangerous here.

"There is no need to delay. This matter must be reported to the God as soon as possible."

The black-robed old man's eyes flickered, and as soon as he finished speaking, he took out a dark ancient mirror and threw it into the air.

Light streamed on the mirror, countless mysterious runes emerged and circulated from the mirror, and then a holy and dazzling light person slowly appeared in the mirror.

The light man's whole body was shrouded in a layer of faint golden light, and his appearance could not be seen clearly, but as soon as he appeared, a majestic and terrifying pressure spread out from the mirror, which made people feel awe.

"Meet the God!" The old man in black robe and the young woman in palace clothes immediately leaned over upon seeing this, with extremely pious expressions.

"Why did you wake me up?" the mysterious light man said calmly.

"Reporting to the Lord God, I don't know who killed the Jade Scorpion Master you recently conquered. When my subordinates rushed to the scene, the murderer had already escaped." The old man in black robe hurriedly described the incident.

"Oh, as I expected, the Jade Scorpion is indeed dead." The deity didn't seem surprised at all.

"Did Long Yin take action? Let me take a look."

After saying this, the black mirror suddenly rippled, and a golden wave of light spread out from the mirror.

The waves were like water, spreading instantly and covering the entire mountain top.

As the golden light rippled slightly, the scene on the top of the mountain changed rapidly in the light, just like going back in time, and the scene quickly went back to the past.

As scenes emerged, a brief but amazing battle emerged.

However, in the picture, only the appearance and body of the real Jade Scorpion are very clear, while the figure fighting with him is extremely blurry, just a ball of human-shaped white light.

"The time-traveling power of the deity is really miraculous. No matter how cunning the murderer is, he will never escape from the palm of the deity." The old man in black robe said flatteringly.

"Judging from this aura, the murderer should also be in the Golden Core realm, very strong, and also proficient in the art of breath concentration and concealment. This person is not simple!"

The god in the mirror looked at the battle scene and commented with a slightly serious tone.

When the two Jindan Daoists present heard this, their faces showed shock.

"God Lord..."

"You two, come back! There is no need to pursue it for now. If you encounter this person in the future, you should stay away immediately. This person is not something you can handle. I have my own plans for the Longyin Organization."

The old man in black robe and the young woman in palace skirt exchanged glances and nodded naturally.

Later, the two people turned into light and flew into the sky, disappearing from the sky in the blink of an eye.

…

Half a day later, the white disc boat broke through the clouds and plummeted down, landing over the vast snow-capped cold peaks and frozen valleys.

A door opened in the disc boat, and Zhao Sheng flew out.

He was hanging in mid-air, looking at the frozen mountains stretching thousands of miles below, with a look of contemplation on his face.

This is the northern ice area of ​​Longzhou, close to the Arctic Black Ocean, and is under ice for most of the year.

Zhao Sheng judged the direction for a moment, put away the boat, and then turned into a stream of light and flew towards the depths of the mountains below.

Not long after, the ice and snow on the peaks ahead melted, and a large amount of hot steam rose up in the valley, and then turned into clouds and mist, lingering around the mountains.

Looking from a distance, you can see that there are many hot rivers flowing in the valley, and there are hot spring lakes dotted on the surface. The lakeside is lined with green grass and there are many spiritual fields, making it appear full of vitality.

On the rock walls at the edge of the valley, there are tall and wide caves. Near the caves are large manors, not far from each other. The manors and caves are shrouded in a layer of light.

The spiritual energy here is rich, and many Qi refining monks can be seen patrolling back and forth in the valley.

With Zhao Sheng's cultivation level, if he didn't want to be discovered, no one would be able to detect it.

A few breaths later, he had reached the sky above the largest manor.

Suddenly, Zhao Sheng raised his sleeves and robes, and a black magic talisman shot out, pierced through the formation barrier, flew into the depths of the manor and disappeared.

After just three breaths, a ball of red light flew up from the manor below.

The red light faded away, revealing the figure of a middle-aged man wearing a light red brocade robe.

This man looks to be about forty or fifty years old, but he has sunken cheeks, a head full of white hair, and an appearance of premature aging. His cultivation level is about one or two levels of Jindan, which is so-so.

He held a black talisman in his hand, which was exactly the one Zhao Sheng had activated earlier.

The middle-aged man looked at the uninvited guest with doubtful eyes. After looking up and down for a few times, he asked in a deep voice: "Who are you, and why do you have this talisman?"

Zhao Sheng said in a calm tone: "Where is Zhao Jingyun?"

When the middle-aged man heard the caller calling Zhao Jingyun's name, he was shocked, but his face remained calm.

"Who is Zhao Jingyun? Are you looking for the wrong place? This is the ancestral land of my Xuan family, and I have never heard of Zhao Jingyun's name."

Zhao Sheng's lips twitched and he asked, "Didn't Zhao Jingyun say that he has a senior brother?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The white-haired middle-aged man was startled at first, then looked suddenly surprised, and immediately asked eagerly:

"Senior, could it be that he is Master Zhenyan?"

Zhao Sheng nodded, took out his identity token, and waved it in front of his eyes.

"It turns out he is one of our own, come in quickly and talk!"

Then the middle-aged man turned aside and made a "please" gesture.

Zhao Sheng was not polite and followed the middle-aged man as he flew towards the manor in a generous manner.

In the center of this manor is a huge circular square, surrounded by rows of bluestone buildings. The bluestone is thick and simple, with moss marks looming, and it looks like it has been baptized by time.

In the center of the square, there stands a statue of a giant with a solemn expression and sharp features. It looks a bit familiar...

Behind the statue is a majestic and solemn bluestone palace.

After two breaths, Zhao Sheng and the two flew into the palace one after another and came to a hall deep in the palace.

The hall is quite open and bright, and the main seat at the top is empty. There is an ancient painting hanging on the wall of the nave, which shows a lake and a young man standing by the lake. The man's appearance is exactly the same as the statue outside.

At this time, five people were sitting at the round table in the center of the hall.

The five people have different looks, and their auras are similar to ordinary people.

Zhao Sheng took one look and saw all the appearance of the five people.

Sitting next to the main seat was a plump, fat man with a smile on his face, as if he was the reincarnation of Maitreya Buddha.

To the right side of the fat man is a mysterious man wearing a silver mask.

But directly opposite the masked man, there was a slender Taoist-robed woman with a cinnabar mole between her eyebrows.

The last two people were an old man with childish face and white hair and an unspectacular young man.

The fat man Maitreya Buddha, the man in the mask and the woman in Taoist robes are all in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir, while the other two are only in the early stage of the Golden Elixir.

At a quick glance, Zhao Sheng knew that none of the five people looked like their real faces. They were all disguised like him.

The five people saw a nine-foot-tall black-faced man being brought into the hall. Four of them had surprised expressions, but only the old man with childlike face and heavy hair suddenly stood up.

"Senior brother, you came here very quickly. Could it be that the mission is completed?"

When the other four people heard this, their expressions suddenly became enlightened, and they couldn't help but look sideways at Zhao Sheng.

Needless to say, this old man with childlike face and heavy hair was transformed by Zhao Jingyun.

Zhao Sheng nodded slightly, turned one hand over, and found a three-foot-long scorpion tail in his hand, as white as jade.

With this brilliant white jade scorpion tail, it is stronger than any evidence.

Zhao Jingyun burst out laughing when he saw this, and quickly waved to Zhao Sheng: "Brother, come here and sit down."

Zhao Sheng nodded and sat down on the stone chair next to Zhao Jingyun.

At this time, the middle-aged man also found a seat and sat down.

The hall quickly became quiet, and no one seemed to want to speak.

After waiting for about half an hour, there was a flash of light and shadow on the main seat, and there was an old Taoist priest with an ancient face and a thin figure.

"master!"

"Ancestor!"

"Dragon Lord!"
To be continued...