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Chapter 1198

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Thinking of the whole story, Zhen Xiaoxiao was speechless.

Young Master Lian must have gotten a lot of information from the Butterfly of Sand's Sea of Knowledge, so he sent people to monitor the exit of the Primordial Fire Path.

Judging from the clothes of the disciples beside the old fatty, they should be … cultivators from the East Temple?

"Damn it!"

She was not in the mood to listen to Zhen Xiaoxiao's explanation. Li Wenyuan screamed and interrupted her, his eyes popping out!

"Didn't Young Master say that the Primordial Fire Path opens once every hundred years and that the cultivators who come here can't be higher than the Core Formation Realm?"

Seeing that their binding dharma treasures were easily destroyed and that the newcomer was covered in black flames, everyone swallowed and held the dharma treasures in their hands tightly. Their eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Zhen Xiaoxiao had good eyes. The old fatty was the Nascent Soul Elder of the East Temple, Li Wenyuan.

This person was the weakest among the phoenixes. Although his cultivation level had just reached the Nascent Soul Realm, he was lazy and didn't achieve much over the years, so he was ostracized by the East Temple.

This time, the War God Temple sent him to guard the exit of the Primordial Fire Path in Blazing Feather Town. According to Young Master Lian's calculation, the Primordial Fire Path opens once every hundred years. Considering the time when the Butterfly of Sand came to Dongling, it would be at least seventy or eighty years before a cultivator from the South Tripod would appear again.

Li Wenyuan and his disciples guarded the array formation set up by the War God Temple as a precaution and also to wait for death …

Who knew how many days they had been guarding.

A person really jumped out of the fire pit!

They thought she was easy to deal with, but they never expected that the strange fire on her body could melt low-grade spiritual treasures!

"Master! Let's go! If we catch the demonic woman, we can answer Young Master Lian's words! "The thirteen disciples behind Li Wenyuan were eager to go.

Five of them were at the Core Formation Realm!

They were indeed disciples of the East Temple. Even with an unreliable master, they could still cultivate to the Core Formation Realm!

"Shut up!" Li Wenyuan waved the fan in his hand and rolled his eyes.

What should I do?

I'm a little scared!

Staring at the black flames on Zhen Xiaoxiao's body, the fat on his body shivered. Could it be that those idiotic disciples couldn't see that this demoness was not easy to deal with? Not to mention anything else, just that fire alone was enough to destroy all the magic treasures in their hands.

Fortunately, Zhen Xiaoxiao spoke first.

"I'm not a spy from the Southern Tripod Cauldron. I'm the successor of the Lionheart Peak of the Spiritual Sect, Zhen Xiaoxiao!"

In order to avoid unnecessary fights, Zhen Xiaoxiao immediately took out his disciple token.

Unfortunately, they weren't facing the elders of the Spiritual Sect. When the flaming golden lion token appeared in the wind, there was no shock in everyone's eyes, only a strong sense of doubt.

The disciples of the Eastern Palace quickly lowered their heads and whispered to each other.

"Oh my god!"

"Young Master is right! Nan Ding has infiltrated Dongling for many years, but no one noticed it. This means that the people of Nan Ding are very good at counterfeiting! He could even replicate the Spiritual Gate's Legacy Disciple Token so vividly! This girl must be an extraordinary Saintess of the Southern Tripod Sect! "

"I thought I'd have to stay in this damned place for 70 to 80 years, hahahaha! He had finally found a way out! We're going to make a contribution! We can finally return to the East Hall! Little Ming Yu is still waiting for me in the East Hall. "

"But how can I persuade Master to act?"

"Eldest Senior Brother!"

After whispering to each other, everyone's burning gazes fell on Lu Tianyi. As the eldest Senior Brother, he always had a way to persuade Master.

Feeling the eagerness of his Junior Brothers and Sisters, Lu Tianyi cleared his throat and walked quickly to Li Wenyuan, whispering into his ear.

"Master, I've already informed the Warlord Temple about the spy."

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