Can a Scholar Be Called a Villain

But he also knew that the person outside the formation before was not the soul clone of the old demon, and what happened this time might have nothing to do with the old demon.

The possible clues in the city must have been wiped out long ago, or they may not exist at all.

He frowned and looked at Wan Wanqiu. At this moment, Wan Wanqiu had not yet woken up and was still in a coma.

He said: "Didn't she have the 'Thousand Miles Talisman' in Late Autumn? Didn't she use it?"

"Thousand Miles of Thousand Miles of Line Talisman" is a high-level Hong-level talisman. Even a high-level Hong-level formation may not be able to prevent the user from traveling through space.

Wan Qianluan gave each of his children a high-level spiritual object, and Wan Wanqiu gave the "Thousand Miles Thread Talisman", which can save lives once.

Why didn't Wan Wanqiu use it in such a dangerous situation?

The Pavilion Master of Wanjin Pavilion looked obviously embarrassed. He glanced at Wan Wanqiu next to him and saw that it was not easy to hide it, so he said to Wan Suifeng: "She made her own decision and let Meng Yan use it."

Meng Yan is naturally Meng Yan from the Moon Worship Tower.

The relationship between the two is not a secret, at least everyone around them knows that Wanjin Chamber of Commerce naturally doesn't care about this situation, and a sect like Moon Worship Tower, which has no scruples, naturally doesn't care even more. load

Wan Suifeng's face was slightly stunned, then he snorted with a straight face, flung his sleeves and left, heading towards Wanjin Pavilion.

As a spiritual weapon, Wanjin Pavilion has not been completely destroyed yet, so it can naturally be repaired.

He walked to Wanjin Pavilion and sighed slightly. This time Wanjin Pavilion suffered a big loss.

Almost all the thousands of people who were "buying", "selling", "asking" and "ordering" in Wanjin Pavilion died, and the men of the escort team also died in the battle with Liu Suifeng.

If it really needs to be cultivated, it will probably take twenty years.

On the other side, Murong Lin carefully glanced at the situation at Wanjin Chamber of Commerce, and felt a little relieved when he saw that Wan Suifeng didn't pay attention to his side.

He clenched his hand tightly, holding a bloody jade on it.

This is the "Twelve Capitals Blood Jade", a Hong-level high-level spiritual object formed after a period of killing and absorption and refining in the "Twelve Capitals Heavenly Blood Refining Array".

No matter what it is, once it reaches the high level, it will always be a good thing!

Murong Lin smiled slightly and put the "Twelve Capital Blood Jade" into his Qian 233 Kun Ring. He spoke to Liu Suifeng who was still on the run in his mind, and then moved toward those who were still alive in the Moon Worship Tower. Ran away.

Now, there were hundreds of people in the Moon Worship Pagoda, and now there are only one elder and two true disciples left, plus Murong Lin and five other disciples, a total of eight people, less than ten people.

The other ten major sects are even worse. For example, in the Dragon and Tiger Palace, there are only three Supreme Beings left alive at this moment. Fortunately, the seven proud men in their sect did not come. Otherwise, it would have been like the Qianji Valley. If you directly lose one of the four geniuses like that, you will probably feel heartbroken for a long time.

The Supreme Elder at the Moon Worship Tower looked tremblingly at the remaining people around him. After noticing Murong Lin's survival, he relaxed slightly.

Fortunately, Murong Lin survived, otherwise Hong Shixian, Ni Qianjue, Lin Shidao and other high-ranking officials would have died, and I wouldn't know what to do!

Hong Shixian!

The great disciple of the Lord of the Moon Worship Pagoda!

He actually fell directly into Panlang City!

The other two true disciples of the Supreme Realm also looked pale. They had lived for decades, but they had never seen such a desperate situation today.

fortunately! fortunately!

Murong Lin naturally pretended to be frightened. Everyone was silent. Murong Lin took the lead and said, "Let's go back to the Moon Worship Tower first."

Everyone was stunned, and after thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is only one way now. Do they still have to stay in Fanlang City?

Things here are beyond their capabilities.

"Okay! Go back to the Moon Worship Tower first!"

The figures of several people flashed, and a flying boat quickly flew into the sky.

===Chapter 168: Summoning===

Zai Mengxiang just feels very hateful now!

I hate myself for not being strong enough, I hate myself for being weak!

"Ahhhh! Late Autumn!" Her consciousness shuttled, and her figure came to an open space.

She didn't know where this place was, but the previous scene kept looping in her mind.

"Oops! Lord Qianhua has also been killed! Run! Meng Yan, run with me!"

"There are formations outside! It's so powerful! Damn it, the space is blocked! This is an advanced Hong-level formation!"

"Nie'er! Listen to me, I have a magic talisman here, you can't refuse me!"

"Run! Run! Leave me alone! Xiner, don't forget me!"

Wan Wanqiu's lovely smile kept reminiscing in his mind, and Meng Yan, who was usually cold, burst into tears.

"Ahhh! I hate it!"