"It's strange, sir. Didn't those clan leaders just say that they had notified Yin Palace? Why haven't we seen anyone from Yin Palace show up yet?" Bai Kui couldn't help but speak with confusion and curiosity.
When Pan Tong heard what he said, he was silent for a while and replied: "Maybe... there are traps in this Yundu Immortal City?"
The group of people crossed the ruins and saw the monks in the city swarming away. They looked at them with vigilant and frightened eyes, especially Baili Wenwen in front.
Perhaps he saw Baili Wenwen's strength just now, so he was very scrupulous about it, and no one asked for trouble at all.
However, the monks outside the city who had followed to watch the excitement still quietly followed in.
They became more and more curious about the outcome of this war.
Baili Wenrou doesn't care how these people watch.
But she was also confused at this time, why didn't Yin Jin show up?
After such a long time, no matter what happens, Silver Palace must have got the news.
Maybe Silver Palace doesn't care about the life or death of the major immortal clans.
Silver Palace.
"Yin Palace, maybe something happened." Mo Lang narrowed his eyes slightly and said.
…
Mo Chengyin frowned slightly, "It's really strange. Han Shi has indeed sent someone to the Yin Palace to report the news, but it stands to reason that His Highness Yin would have come in person. Is it possible..."
"Lang'er, why are you doing this? How should I explain it to the elders when I go back?" Mo Chengyin felt that he was ten years older at this time. How should the clan's future situation be stabilized?
"Father, before this, didn't we also think that she could not be the opponent of the four major immortal clans? I have said that although I cannot 100% guess her character, she is definitely not an impulsive person. If there were not 100%
How can you be so arrogant if you are 100% confident? Moreover...the city gate has been destroyed, but there is no news from the Silver Palace. Isn't it possible that dad doesn't find it strange?" Mo Lang suddenly reminded.
Yin Jin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then looked at Gusu Zhan above him warily. Seeing that he had a strange and unpredictable aura and two weird and unpopular subordinates, he said in a low voice: "You are a demon
Clan, or... a member of the demon clan?"
But outside the city.
Baili Wenrou and others left with very clear goals.
But since they didn't show up, Baili Wenrou didn't care.
"What do you think?" Gusu Zhan raised his evil thin lips, but his voice was as cold as frost, "How can I be one of those idiots from the demon tribe?"
The thoughts of the people of the Qiangyin tribe have undergone another earth-shaking change.
All of them headed towards the Silver Palace.
Mo Chengyin's expression was astonished.
And as Pan Tong said, is there a bigger conspiracy waiting for her in the city at this time?
…
This king?
"What do you mean?" Mo Chengyin asked, "Do you trust that woman so much? No matter how powerful she is, is it possible that she can destroy Yin Palace by herself? Is she a match for His Highness Yin?"
If Silver Palace is to blame...
But Mo Lang's expression was calm. He looked at Mo Chengyin and said calmly: "Father, I think what we are worried about now should be more about the changes in the Heaven Realm next, rather than what the Silver Palace will do to us."
Yin Jin reacted immediately and looked at Gusu Zhan in shock: "Are you... the ghost king?"
At this time, even Yin Cangyue's legs and feet began to feel weak.
Ghost King...
The man in front of me turned out to be the Ghost King.