"Junior brother Han Yi is also a disciple of Lingfu." Han Yi said to the young man in white, cupping his fists.
"You are also a disciple of Lingfu, so why have I never seen you while I have been working here for several months?"
"Junior brother has been out on missions since he joined the battlefield, and he just came back today."
"If that's the case, then take out the disciple order and let me take a look."
Hearing this, Han Yi had no choice but to take out the disciple order again. The young man in white used his fingers to pop out a golden spiritual power and hit Han Yi's disciple order. A layer of faint black light spread out, forming the shape of a pagoda. After a moment, it collapsed and disappeared.
Seeing this scene, the expression of the young man in white softened, and his eyes carefully measured Han Yi again.
"With Junior Brother Han's current cultivation level, he is already strong enough to break through the Dragon Gate. Why is he still holding the disciple order from the outer palace in his hand?"
"Dissatisfied, senior brother. Junior brother broke through the spirit general stage not long ago. Before he could return home, he was attacked by the sea tribe, so he had to stay on the battlefield to deal with it."
"That's it." The young man in white suddenly realized.
"Senior Brother, if nothing happens, Junior Brother will go back and rest first." Han Yi clasped his fists.
"Um."
Looking at Han Yi's leaving figure, the young man in white murmured to himself.
"It is said that the master's direct disciple is also named Han Yi. Could it be him?"
"Those thunderbolts just now can actually block my sword energy. The level of the spiritual art must not be weak. It seems so. I heard that that person also came here from the western theater not long ago. I don't know what it was like when they met. It's really a bit
Looking forward to it.”
Han Yi, who had walked far away, paused slightly and frowned unconsciously. He quickened his pace and walked to the west of the mansion. After a while, he returned to his residence. This place was assigned to him when the war began.
courtyard, but later he kept hunting the sea people out and never came back.
After closing the door, Xiaoyou slipped out from under the black robe and stood on the round table looking at Han Yi with a smile in his eyes.
"You seem to be being watched."
"I heard it." Han Yi glanced at Xiaoyou, walked to the bed and took off his cloak, then sat cross-legged, "Except for Zhou Lingyang and Yunli, I don't seem to have any other enemies in the inner palace. Now Yunli is still
She doesn’t know my identity, or she has simply forgotten about me.”
"If Peacock Pavilion is still worried about Li Huang's matter, then I have to be more careful. After all, their power is deeply rooted in Ling Mansion. Although I am not afraid, I don't want to be shot in the back."
Han Yi said calmly.
"Do you have any clue about the identity of the young man in black?" Xiaoyou asked.
"There are absolutely only a handful of Inner Palace disciples with that level of strength. He must be ranked very high on the Spiritual List, at least in the top three. And since most Lingfu disciples use swords, it is really difficult to determine his identity."
Speaking of this, Han Yi frowned.
"Judging from what he said to me, I can only lock his identity between Murong Zhen and Han Qianyou."
"Han Qianyou."
Muttering the name, Han Yi turned his hand, and a small doll appeared in his hand. He gently stroked the smooth surface of the doll and was stunned for a long time.
...
In the sea camp, deep inside the Ice Palace, in a secret room.
Four sea people gathered in front of a stone platform. On the stone platform was a jade plate about a foot in size. The jade plate was engraved with dense lines and twisted characters.
A Sea Clan woman stood in front of the jade plate, pinching with both hands. Her white and slender fingers slowly made handprints one after another. Blue light flowed along the fingers, forming some mysterious trajectory. The Sea Clan woman's eyes were strange. Incomparably, one is ice blue, while the other is completely black, as black as ink, like a black vortex.
It took a full quarter of an hour for the Sea Clan woman to complete the seal in her hand, then waved her hand gently, and dozens of blue lights shot out, injecting them from dozens of special patterns on the edge of the jade plate.
The blue light flows rapidly along the lines on the jade plate, and finally converges on a star chart in the center of the jade plate, lighting up the nine main stars one by one.
Seeing this scene, the Sea Clan woman secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but her expression remained serious.
"Xuantu, take out your things."
The middle-aged Hai Clan man standing next to the Hai Clan woman stepped forward and a black jade bottle appeared out of thin air in his hand. He carefully opened the cap and dropped a drop of bright red liquid into the center of the jade plate. Buzz... The moment the liquid touched the jade plate, a burst of starlight burst out from the star pattern. The starlight soared into the sky, breaking through the blockade of the secret room, the ice palace and the sea, shooting straight into the sky, and disappearing in an instant.
In the secret room of the Ice Palace, four sea tribesmen stared closely at the jade plate. After a moment, starlight emerged from the surface of the jade plate, forming a small star field. In the star field, a cyan star was guarded by stars. The light of the stars appears a little dim.
After the star field appeared, the three male sea tribesmen in the secret room all held their breath. Only the sea tribe woman stared at the star field and observed, with a strange brilliance exuding from her deep black eyes, as if there was something strange in her eyes again. Opened one eye.
For half a quarter of an hour, the Sea Clan woman's eyes did not leave the star field. In addition to the cyan stars in the middle of the star field, she was still trying her best to observe the auxiliary stars guarding it. After another half-quarter of an hour, the woman She finally finished watching all the auxiliary stars, and just when she was about to end her stargazing, suddenly a purple light rushed from the edge of the star field, crossing the stars, and the light carried an indescribable majesty of a king.
The woman's gaze turned and her black eyes stared at the edge of the star field, trying to find the origin of the purple light.
The three men in the secret room also noticed something strange about the woman. The three of them exchanged glances, but no one dared to disturb her.
"Old Samana, get out of here."
Boom... There was a huge explosion outside the secret room, and the entire secret room was shaken violently. The sudden change interrupted the woman's spell, her face instantly turned pale, and the light in her black pupils disappeared, like It's like the other eye is closed again.
"Who dares to interrupt the saint's performance?" The middle-aged seaman standing next to the woman shouted angrily, turned around and waved his hand, the door of the secret room exploded, and invisible fluctuations spread out.
The face of the young man standing on the corridor outside the secret room changed drastically, and he flew back. But the speed of the wave was faster than him, and he caught up with him in the blink of an eye.
"Uncle Gu, save me." The young man was horrified.
Phew, a skinny hand suddenly stretched out from behind the young man, with five fingers clasped. Click, click, the sound of glass breaking sounded in the void, and the invisible space fluctuations disappeared.
"Young Master, you are too reckless." Gu Bo put his other hand on the young man's shoulder and scolded him in a low voice.
The shattered ice crystals fell in the corridor, shining with a faint blue light. The light reflected the face of the Sea Tribe woman, making her look a little ugly, and an invisible sense of oppression filled every corner of the corridor.
The moment the old man from the Hai tribe behind the young man saw the woman, his expression suddenly changed, and his heart sank.
"Eye of the Abyss, Saint of the Mysterious Mirror."
"Xuan...Xuanjing...Saint." The young man said the name tremblingly. His body had completely gone limp. If it weren't for the hand of the old man from the sea tribe, With his shoulders, he probably couldn't withstand the majesty radiating from the woman, so he knelt down and begged for mercy.
"You, why haven't you killed him yet."
Saint Xuanjing looked at the old man of the Sea Clan calmly, with an indifferent tone. What she said made the hearts of the young man and the old man of the Sea Clan beat wildly. Especially the young man of the Sea Clan, his whole body began to tremble at this moment, his lips turned white, his face No trace of blood could be seen on it.
"Holy girl, my young master is still young, and he impulsively disturbed the holy girl from performing her magic. I hope that the holy lady will be magnanimous and forgive his sin of collision." The old man bowed his head and spoke respectfully.
"To be magnanimous, if you knew what kind of spell I just cast, maybe you wouldn't dare to say this again." Saint Xuanjing's face was expressionless, with a terrifying chill suppressed in her ice-blue eyes.
"I'll give you ten breaths, either you kill him, or you both die together."
"Saint." The old man's expression changed greatly.
"Nine Breaths."
"Uncle Gu, save me." The young man completely lost his previous arrogance and spoke with a hint of pleading. He completely forgot that he had only regarded the old man as a slave in his heart and even bossed him around.
"Six breaths."
The old man grasped the young man's shoulder with a slight force, obviously undergoing a difficult inner struggle. Although he was already a member of the Red Emperor-level Sea Clan, facing the Xuanjing Saint who might control the entire Sea Clan in the future, he still felt that fearful.
Seeing that the old man had not made a choice, the three middle-aged sea clansmen standing behind the Xuanjing Saint took a step each and released the powerful spiritual pressure of the Red Emperor level. The Red Emperor of Shamen, who had been despised and threatened by the young man before, saw that The young man showed a hint of disdain and gloating. Although the Huangquan and Xisha tribes could not offend, the Xuanyao and Huangquan tribes behind Saint Xuanjing could not be offended either.
Although the Xuanyao Tribe and the Huangquan Tribe both belong to one of the nine major tribes of the Sea Tribe, the strength gap between them cannot be calculated at all.
"Two breaths left."
As soon as Xuanjing Saint finished her words, the old man gritted his teeth and stamped his feet suddenly. Countless rays of blue light shot out in all directions. The ice corridor instantly shattered. The old man turned into a blue light and led the young man to fly through the gap in the corridor. go out.
The three middle-aged sea clansmen seemed to have expected that the old man would ignore the saint's order, and disappeared almost as soon as the old man exploded.
Three different spiritual arts fell from the sky, and the terrifying spiritual pressure caused the surrounding seawater to completely freeze, making the old man extremely frightened and angry.
"Blood Shadow Escape."
The old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and instantly formed hundreds of mysterious seals on his right hand. The mouthful of blood turned into a bright red blood mist that enveloped him and the young man. Their bodies quickly disappeared, as if they were moving towards the void. Integrate.
"Not good." When the Red Emperor Shamen saw this scene, his face changed drastically. For him, if the old man and the young Hai tribe fled here today, then the Sha Hai tribe would definitely be retaliated by the Huang Quan tribe in the future. The consequences would be for them Unbearable.