The spatial fluctuations caused by the disappearance of Gu Xuan and the others were very light.
It was so light that even on the Ouyang family's warship, more than 90% of the people were not aware of it at all.
However, no matter how light it is, it is impossible to hide it from a warrior at the peak of the Holy Realm.
Even though he is still a certain distance away from the Ouyang family's warship.
But this distance is not much different from nothing for a strong person like Tuan Lao.
Ripples appeared on the Tuan Lao's face, and the aura that belonged to the peak of the Holy Realm suddenly broke out, terrifying to the extreme.
Circles of ripples rippled in all directions with him as the center.
The surrounding Zhongyuan Domain warriors knelt on one knee one after another under this momentum.
This breath is too terrifying!
The downpour of rain seemed to be intimidated by Tuan Lao's momentum, and not a single drop fell on the warships of Zhongyuan Domain.
Tuan Lao's originally damp clothes and white hair had become as if they had never been exposed to rain.
He stared at Ouyang Huadie coldly, like a god of death, locking his prey.
Ouyang Huadie felt her whole body tremble. At this moment, she felt as if her life was no longer under her control.
She had a hunch that if the regiment leader really wanted to kill her, she would not be able to stop the second move.
Whoosh whoosh!
Three figures stood in front of Ouyang Huadie.
It was Ouyang Fengdou and the Two Saints of Immortal Staff.
The extremely violent momentum also surged out of the three of them, fighting against the group leader's momentum.
Ouyang Huadie clenched the dagger in her hand, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Senior Tuan, you'd better put down your terrifying momentum. Otherwise, I really can't guarantee whether my hand will shake and accidentally end Gong Shujin's life."
The group leader was noncommittal and still stared at Ouyang Huadie coldly.
"What do you want from the Ouyang family? Who left just now?"
Ouyang Huadie naturally would not answer this question.
"Whatever our Ouyang family wants to do, our ancestors have the final say.
I can only tell you what I want to do. What I want to do is to hope that the regiment leader and your subordinates will never move.
After all, the ancestor said that he is not willing to face you and the senior domain lord at once."
The Tuan Lao's expression changed drastically.
No matter how good his concentration was, he could not remain calm under the news about Ouyang Huadie.
"Ancestor Ouyang came in person? This is impossible! You are lying to me!"
The group leader was surprised and quickly realized that Ouyang Huadie was tricking him.
Ouyang Huadie smiled mysteriously.
"Whether I lied to you or not, but since Ouyang Jin is still in my hands, then Tuan Lao just stand with me.
All you need to do is hold on until tomorrow morning."
The regimental leader's face suddenly darkened, this matter was indescribably weird.
The space fluctuation just now was clearly caused by someone leaving the Ouyang family's warship.
Those who left were obviously heading for the golden coffin.
However, the people on the Ouyang Family warships are at most high-level holy warriors.
How can a warrior of this level threaten the Tao Zangtian Golden Coffin transaction?
Unless Patriarch Ouyang really comes here in person, even if the head of the Ouyang family comes here, he is destined to not get a good deal.
Zhongyuan Domain is determined to win the golden coffin for burial in the sky.
However, Ouyang Huadie insisted on using Gong Shujin as a hostage, threatening her not to act rashly, at least until tomorrow morning.
What is this for?
Could it be that she thought that by holding her back, the Ouyang family could snatch the golden coffin?
This is too naive!
After weighing it in his mind, the leader finally calmed down completely.
"Forget it, I'll stay with you until tomorrow morning.
I want to see what tricks your Ouyang family can play?"
When the group leader said this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"By the way, let me tell you, even without this Gongshu Jin and that coffin, I, the Zhongyuan Domain, can still open it.
It's just that the cost will be higher.
Moreover, the people from the Zhongyuan Domain who are responsible for this transaction are not inferior to me in strength. Unless you, the ancestor of the Ouyang Family, really come here, this transaction will not fail!"
Ouyang Huadie's pupils shrank.
She doesn't care if Zhongyuan Domain can open the golden coffin without relying on Ouyang Jin, but if the person responsible for this transaction is really not as powerful as the leader, then he will be in big trouble!
Gu Xuan and his group will be in danger!
No, it's not just as simple as the danger, it indicates that Gu Xuan's plan to stop this transaction and seize the Golden Coffin will definitely fail!
"Failure means failure, but brother Gu and uncle Luanzhang, you must come back alive!"
Ouyang Huadie bit her lips.
At the same time, she secretly sent a message to Ouyang Feilong.
Now, she needs to devote herself to dealing with the group leader, and the task of contacting the ancestors can only fall on Ouyang Feilong.
Hopefully, nothing will go wrong.
Otherwise, tomorrow, once the group leader's patience is worn out, things will probably take a turn for the worst!
"Sigh, I don't know if I can go back alive."
Under the cover of night, in a forest, four figures appeared amid a wave of spatial fluctuations.
As soon as it appeared, the poor and fearful man let out a long sigh.
"It's better for you. If you really can't go back, there are still people worried about you.
And my old man, who has spent his whole life worrying about others, will worry about me, and he can't even move."
The poor and fearful saint looked up at the sky, looking like a lonely stranger in a foreign land.
He opened his mouth, wanting to recite a few lines of poetry to suit the occasion.
It's a pity that once it is opened, it is closed.
There was really no stock in my mind, so I gave up.
Gu Xuan also looked at the sky. There were only dark clouds in the sky, and the heavy rain was still pouring down.
"Don't worry."
Gu Xuan patted the poor and fearful saint on the shoulder.
"We may all die, but the Blood Ancestor cannot die, so I have already arranged your funeral arrangements for you in advance.
If you really die, Blood Ancestor will go to Liuli Sect and help you build a tomb."
The corners of the poor and fearful saint's mouth trembled.
"Comb? If you dare to let me die, I will die with no bones left, right?"
Ouyang Feng patted the other shoulder of the poor and fearful saint.
"If you are really dead, even if there are no bones left, it is considered a good end. If you really want to leave a body, someone will probably take away the spirit refining treasure and make a puppet.
You should know how precious the corpse of a high-level holy warrior is."
The poor and fearful saint raised his eyebrows.
"I finally heard it, you all want me to die, right?
I'm dead, what about you? Can you two escape?"
Gu Xuan smiled faintly.
"We will try our best to survive with your share.
Whether you believe it or not, I will avenge you."
The poor are afraid of saints: "..."
"I'm not dead yet? Let's go, I don't believe it anymore. I'm afraid that the saint will fall into a small sky meteorite canyon today after spending his whole life?"
The poor and fearful saint clenched his fists.
"Yes, although the road ahead is dangerous, whether we can defeat it or not is another matter, but we must show our ambition."
Ouyang Feng said with a smile.
"Stop talking nonsense, it's important to hurry up. This is the big running rune that Huadie gave me. With my space skills, I can reach Tianyun Canyon before midnight. As long as nothing happens, there will be no problem!
Walk!"
Gu Xuan shouted violently, and the power of space enveloped several people!