Elder Tu Wu bowed his head in praise, and then went down to give instructions to everyone in the Holy Sect of Spiritual Language, Mo Xiqing.
A'tu stood next to Mo Xiqing, with an excited smile on her face.
"Lord Saint! Is Brother Tiezhu back? Hahahaha! I knew it! Nothing will happen to him!"
Hearing this, Mo Xiqing also showed a rare smile, but she didn't show the same excitement as him.
"It's not certain now. Maybe Prince Wang gave his things to his fellow sect members before he disappeared. It's not certain that they were taken out now. What is the truth? Only those who enter the Litian Sword Sect and find the person holding the Holy Order
clear……"
…
In front of the Sword Sect's protective formation, there were two figures hiding in a mountain forest, secretly observing the two groups of people fighting fiercely at the entrance of the Sword Sect.
"Hey! Brother Diwu, why do you think these two groups started fighting at the gate?"
Lan Yang took off a fallen leaf from the top of his head and muttered to the boy in purple beside him.
"how could I know……"
Di Wu rolled his eyes at him and continued to look at the battlefield ahead, frowning slightly.
"But there is something that worries me..."
"oh?"
Lan Yang became interested instantly. There were not many things that this kid could care about!
"What? Is it that old-fashioned guy? Or that stupid-looking boss from the extreme wilderness?"
"neither……"
Di Wu shook his head slightly and pointed at the Xuanjian Heavenly Thunder Formation set up by Xuanjian Sect.
"This formation feels a bit familiar to me..."
"familiar?"
Lan Yang was stunned for a moment and asked blankly: "Aren't these formations all the same? Is there anything familiar or unfamiliar about them?"
Di Wu slapped his forehead helplessly and sighed secretly in his heart. He didn't know how he had been practicing with this idiot next to him for nearly two years.
"When I was traveling in Nakamoto Genshu, I seemed to have seen this formation. I remember that it seemed that the disciples of Xuan Daogong were killing a high-level monster. The formation they used was somewhat similar to this one.
Where..."
Lan Yang laughed loudly when he heard this, patted Di Wu on the shoulder and said.
"Brother Di, were you struck by lightning when you were drawing the thunder talisman? The Xuan Daodao Palace is far away in the middle-earth, how could it come to the realm of Litian Sword Sect to cause trouble?"
Di Wu slapped his hand from his shoulder with a straight face.
"I know it without you having to tell me! What's more, I only said that they are somewhat similar, and I didn't say that they were the formations of the Xuan Dao Palace!"
As he was speaking, he suddenly frowned, quickly pressed Lan Yang's head and hid behind the weeds.
"Uh-huh!"
With such a push by him, Lan Yang came into close contact with the soft ground and struggled to raise his head.
"Bah! Brother Di, even if what I just said was wrong, you wouldn't do this to me!"
"Shut up!"
Di Wu made a silencing gesture towards him and pointed to the distance.
"Someone's coming again!"
"What?"
Lan Yang was stunned for a moment, then poked his head out and found that a group of people who did not look like the people from the North came to the entrance of the Sword Sect.
What's even more surprising is that almost all of these people are followed by a monster! It's just that these monsters seem to have been tamed by them and appear to be particularly docile.
"Who are these people? Why have I never seen them dressed like this before?" Lan Yang asked, rubbing his head.
"You ask me who to ask!"
"Hey, isn't it because you are well-informed?"
"Stop talking, look, the old Taoist and the monk from the extreme wilderness are walking past!"
Under the gaze of the two people, Master Si Hao and Shen Cong came to the front of the Lingyu Holy Sect one after another.
"I, Master Si Hao, the head of the Qingling Sect in the Fallen Dragon Valley, have met all of you fellow Taoists!"
Master Si Hao walked up to Elder Tu Wu and slapped his head on his head.
Elder Wu Tu nodded slightly, but did not explain that Mo Xiqing beside him was the real leader of his group.
"I, the Great Elder of the Holy Sect of Spiritual Language, Tu Wu, has seen Master Si Hao!"
"Spiritual Language Holy Religion?"
Master Si Hao was stunned when he heard this, and information about this organization instantly appeared in his mind.
"It is rumored that a mysterious force suddenly appeared in Xuantian Realm two years ago, specializing in assassinating the top leaders of Lingwu Valley. Every time someone is killed, a wooden sign will be left behind with the word "Lingyu" written on it.
Later, this force publicly declared that it was the Holy Cult of Spiritual Language, and it was only because of the grudges between the two that they assassinated the senior leaders of Lingwu Valley. There was no other intention. However, the latter, the Holy Cult of Spiritual Language, disappeared in front of the world again. Why did it happen today?
Will it appear in the Stegolian Mountains?"
Master Si Hao was thinking about it when he suddenly realized something.
"Wait a minute! How come the General Manager Hua Shu of the Nebula Chamber of Commerce and the mysterious Spiritual Language Holy Sect came to the Sword Lotus Mountains together today? Is it possible that the Spiritual Language Holy Sect is also here for the Sword Sect?"
Master Si Hao frowned slightly and glanced at Shen Cong. He found that there was also a look of surprise on the other person's face, and he couldn't help but feel even more confused.
"Well, my teacher has never liked fighting, so I rarely show up outside..."
The elder Tu Wu said and turned to look at their disciples who were at war with each other.
"Since you two have private matters, I won't bother you anymore..."
After saying that, he led the people from the Lingyu Holy Sect and flew towards the entrance of the Litian Sword Sect's formation.
"this……"
The remaining two people, Master Si Hao and Shen Cong, looked at their retreating figures, then looked at each other, and unanimously chose not to step forward to stop them.
"Now that all the forces in the Sword Sect have gathered together, it must have turned into a pot of chaos. This group of people is not that much..."
The two of them had similar thoughts and were about to go back to deal with their grievances with each other when they saw two figures flying from a distance.
"Hehe, we are with the group of people just now. We just had a stomachache and were looking for a place to solve important life problems. I borrowed it, borrowed it!"
With a smile on her face, Lan Yang pulled Di Wu across the two of them and disappeared at the entrance of the formation.
"..."
Master Si Hao and Shen Cong watched the two people leaving with speechless expressions, thinking to themselves, are they so easy to deceive? Ya is not wearing the same style of clothes, but she still has the nerve to say that she is the same as them?
But they were too lazy to pay attention to it. Today's Litian Sword Sect is like a big pot, and anything can be put in it...
Wang Tiezhu and Song Yunchen, who were anxiously waiting for reinforcements from their sect, never expected that an unexpected reinforcement arrived before their fellow sects!
"Iron pillar!"
Hearing this somewhat familiar call, Wang Tiezhu turned his head in confusion and saw the charming phantom!
"Sister Huashu?! How could you..."
"Tiezhu! It's really you!"
Hua Shu exclaimed and immediately flew towards him.