Seeing them arriving, Qinyin looked at them and smiled.
"Sorry, I'm a little late!" Among them, the leading man in the black-clothed crowd said.
Among the people in white clothes, the leader was also a man, with a graceful demeanor and a folding fan in his hand, like a romantic young man. He looked at Qinyin and said with a smile: "Sister Qinyin, I haven't seen you for several years, you are becoming more and more beautiful." Out of the ordinary!"
Qinyin didn't seem to be cold to his words, but said: "Since we are here, let's go in."
"Aren't you waiting for the other two families?" The man in white, holding a folding fan, said.
"Our three families are almost ready, and the people from Ziyun Sect and Feixian Sect have not shown up yet. Maybe they are planning something in other places, or even choose to enter the Obsidian Forest from other places! "The man in black said at this time, his expression was quite cold, and there was always a fighting spirit in his eyes.
Soon, the three parties joined forces and entered the Obsidian Forest.
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"Senior, the men in black are from the Temple of War. The leader is the guy who looks quite cold. If I remember correctly, his name should be Shen Jian. But who is he in the Temple of War? I don’t know their identity or who the others are!”
"The man in white with the folding fan in his hand is the young city lord of Wuyou City. I have a deep impression of him. When I was caught by Gou Fang, I heard some words saying that this guy is very talented. , before he was three hundred years old, he had broken through to the eighth stage of creation. Judging from the time from last time to now, he is at most about five hundred years old now, and he had already broken through to the ninth stage of creation. He is really an extraordinary person. , By the way, he also has a very cool name, Shangguan Bingbing, a man, I don’t know why, he has such a strange name.”
In the Obsidian Forest, when the black and white forces approached the Obsidian Forest and gathered with the people from Qingxin Pavilion, the voice of the black dragon also reached Lin Bei's ears.
Even though it was Lin Bei, when he heard the name "Shangguan Bingbing", he felt quite strange.
The man in white with a folding fan in his hand didn't look like a sissy. Instead, he wanted to get close to Qinyin intentionally or unintentionally. He seemed to want to have Qinyin's idea, but he was called by such a name. , it’s really a bit weird.
Of course, these are just small details.
Lin Bei wouldn't think anything of it because of such a feminine name.
"Come this way!" Lin Bei took the black dragon and immediately dodged to the side.
Because, after entering the Obsidian Forest, the powerful men from the three forces, Qingxin Pavilion, War Temple, and Wuyou City, came straight in their direction.
This almost made Lin Bei think that he and Heijiao had been discovered.
However, after Lin Bei moved away for a while, Lin Bei realized that he had thought too much, or that he had overestimated the strength of these three forces.
They failed to discover themselves.
Moreover, listening to the information exchanged between the three parties during their conversation, Lin Bei probably knew that when they entered the obsidian forest, the visible range of their spiritual consciousness was about three hundred meters.
There is not much difference between the three parties.
Of course, Lin Bei didn't think that they all told the truth. Each of them must have some reservations, but I guess... no matter which party it is, their spiritual consciousness detection range, or they brought it in The treasures that can help them detect should not be able to reach a distance of 500 meters.
Because, just over five hundred meters, this is the limit of Lin Bei's spiritual consciousness in this obsidian forest. He is always on the edge of this limit, exploring the three forces of Qingxin Pavilion, War Temple, and Wuyou City.
