Xiao Han was playing with a green jade post in his hand at this time. Next to him, Yihuang asked curiously:
"This Ten Thousand Puppet Sect is the sect founded by the strong man you mentioned?"
"Yeah!" Xiao Han nodded and said in a surprised tone: "I just didn't expect that he was so efficient and could establish the sect in less than a year."
After all, establishing a sect is not just about building a house and hanging a plaque. It involves all aspects.
The establishment of Langya Pavilion made Xiao Han and the others busy for several years, and they experienced a lot of unpleasantness.
Moreover, Xiao Han knew very well that Jiang Yu, as a strong fighting saint, would not just set up a stage and start singing.
"It's hard for him." Xiao Han smiled.
"Are you going to go there in person this time?" Yihuang asked.
If the general forces were established, this would naturally be unnecessary.
However, Jiang Yu's strength is almost only inferior to that of Xiao Han in Zhongzhou. Even if he is the only Dou Sage in the Wanpuppet Sect, he is still a giant, and he is fully qualified for Xiao Han to attend the ceremony in person.
And Xiao Han also thought about it this way, "I will go there and discuss the two cooperation matters."
"Don't worry, there won't be any problems here in Langya Pavilion." Noticing Xiao Han's slightly nervous eyes, Yihuang rolled her eyes and said helplessly.
………
Sky Tomb, second floor.
At this time, half a year has passed since Xiao Yan and others entered the tomb. More than ten people plunged into the endless space of the tomb, just like water droplets in the river, without causing any splash at all.
However, such a quiet environment is very suitable for some people.
"Xun'er, how long does it take for us to reach the entrance to the third floor of the Heavenly Tomb?" After getting along for a long time, Xiao Yan has regained the feelings he had at the Xiao family, and his tone is much gentler.
Xun'er silently calculated the time, and then said: "There should be two or three days left!"
"Yeah." Xiao Yan nodded first, and then said doubtfully:
"Since we are approaching the third floor, why haven't we seen anyone else yet?"
Xiao Yan was confused. Logically speaking, the closer he got to the third level, the greater the chance of meeting other people. Especially before entering the Sky Tomb, the two Soul Clan people had no intention of killing him.
But from beginning to end, the two of them never received any news from the Soul Clan.
"Could it be...?" An idea flashed in Xiao Yan's mind, and he thought of a possibility that he had ignored.
"I wish those two guys good luck!" Xiao Yan prayed for the two Hunya people in his heart. If his prediction was correct, the people of the Hun clan would probably have a difficult time at this moment.
Xun'er didn't know what Xiao Yan was thinking. When she heard Xiao Yan's question, Xun'er began to explain: "Brother Xiao Yan, the tomb is vast and boundless. It's normal for us not to meet other people!"
"Well, let's continue on our way!"
…
"Bang!" With one move, he smashed the body of an energy body, grabbed the energy core, and the pale Hun Ya looked resentful.
"Damn Xiao people, when you get to the third level, you will definitely pay back a hundred times, and no one will be able to escape."
Having lost such a thug and partner like Hun Li, Hun Ya's life in the past six months was just as Xiao Yan thought, very sad.
Due to his lack of strength, Hunya could only choose to stay away and take a detour whenever he encountered a nine-star energy body.
And these, if Hun Li existed, should have become huge treasures.
Without his helper, Hun Ya would have no choice but to run away when encountering any group of people.
Beware of being chased by someone, worried about encountering other people, and the depression of not being able to encounter the treasure mountain in the future, made Hun Ya almost go crazy during this period.
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The middle part of the second floor of the celestial tomb.
Xiao Ding, who had tricked the Soul Clan back then, was now concentrating on hunting down energy bodies. Such a good training opportunity could not be wasted.
Xiao Ding knew very well that in terms of talent, even if he had taken the elixir and improved it, he was not enough to compare with the geniuses of the ancient races.
His strength is mostly due to his age advantage and the help of the strong men of the Xiao family.
He has long recognized the reality that he is not a top cultivation genius, but this does not mean giving up.
It is precisely because he knows his own mediocrity that he can understand himself correctly and seize every opportunity to become stronger. If his talent is insufficient, he will work hard to close the distance.
Just when he was about to attack the next group of targets, he suddenly paused and looked into the distance with a twitching corner of his mouth...
A huge energy storm swept over, and the scene that covered the sky and the sun made Xiao Ding, who was extremely steady, couldn't help but feel shocked.
He blurted out: "Fuck!"
Now he no longer cares about continuing to kill energy bodies. His fighting spirit suddenly circulates, leaving afterimages in the air and quickly fleeing toward the third floor.
"Damn it, the energy storm in this sky tomb must be so terrifying!" Xiao Ding sighed in his heart while fleeing for his life.
Just relying on that momentum, Xiao Ding can conclude that once he is involved in this thing, he will definitely die!
Although he has the trump card given by his ancestor, it is used to deal with the crisis on the third floor. It is better to leave early and enter the third floor to escape.
In the distance, there are also many figures flying at full speed. Now everyone in the Sky Tomb no longer cares about hiding themselves, otherwise, the storm in this Sky Tomb will make them experience what cruelty is.
Thinking about other scenes where two people are together or there are many people walking together, a certain thin and desolate figure attracted the attention of many people.
"Huh?" Someone asked strangely: "Isn't that the Soul Cliff of the Soul Clan? Why don't you see Hun Li?"
"Could it be that the people from the Ancient Clan took action against the Soul Clan?" someone speculated.
After all, the ancient races did not enter the Sky Tomb once or twice. They were already familiar with the way. Under normal circumstances, it was basically impossible to take the initiative to separate. Especially for the Soul Race, which had many enemies, being alone was almost asking for death.
Because of this, everyone believed that Hun Li probably died in the Heavenly Tomb, and the most suspicious among them was the Ancient Clan.
It is recognized that the ancient clan Hun Clan cannot deal with it, and this time there are four representatives of the ancient clan who entered the Sky Tomb. They are only stronger than the two people in Hun Ya. It is really not possible to besiege and lead to the death of Hun Li.
Difficult matter.
The motive and strength were sufficient, and the suspicion of the ancient clan skyrocketed instantly.
However, at this time, Xun'er, who was from the ancient tribe, was also confused, "Could it be that Brother Qingyang and the others succeeded?"
She also believed that Hun Li fell under the siege of the ancient tribe, otherwise she could not explain this strange situation.
The corner of Xiao Yan's mouth twitched. There was another suspect in his mind. That lyb could do the same!
And the soul cliff that fell far away at the end also felt the strange gazes of others. His face twitched, he silently speeded up his movements and continued on his way, but the murderous intention towards Xiao Ding in his heart became stronger.
However, no one was entangled. Everyone had the same destination, and Hun Ya couldn't escape. Then it would be clear who had done it.
At this time, the culprit who caused everyone to speculate was standing opposite some figures who had arrived at the entrance to the third floor in advance.