Xiang Qingcheng's eyes were filled with endless worry. Her eyes were clear and unintentionally filled with all kinds of melancholy. There was no news about the search for Lu Xiaotian. On the other hand, she was concerned about the news of the Dragon Clan. Every once in a while, there would be rumors about where a certain dragon had been killed in the Heavenly Court. No matter how determined Xiang Qingcheng was, it was inevitable that she would be distracted. Although she had confidence in Lu Xiaotian and gave him enough time to command a region, the Heavenly Court was too vast. In the past, when Lu Xiaotian was in the Spiritual Realm, he had suffered the disaster of the sword embryo. The Primordial Sword Demon behind the sword embryo had always followed him like a shadow.
Lu Xiaotian had overcome many difficulties in the Spiritual Realm, but in the Immortal World, almost the entire world was pressured by the Dragon Clan. No matter how confident Xiang Qingcheng was in Lu Xiaotian in the past, she could not help but be shaken at this moment.
"Lu Xiaotian, where exactly are you?"
The man with the flaming phoenix crown, Wu Zhongli, fanned himself with the folding fan in his hand. His tone was slightly concerned. "Fellow Daoist Xiang, it seems like you're quite worried about this trip?" The woman beside Xiang Qingcheng was also plump and alluring. However, compared to Xiang Qingcheng's alluring beauty, she was still somewhat inferior and was not what Wu Zhongli liked.
"Rumor has it that the old demon passed away here. After all, it's just a rumor. So many werewolves have appeared in the Illusory Fog Swamp. Perhaps the old demon did not pass away as rumored and has other tricks up his sleeve." Xiang Qingcheng naturally would not say what she was worried about.
"That old demon was a big shot of the Demon Clan back then. It's not that easy for him to pass away. It's not impossible for him to struggle at death's door in some way. However, in the end, he's still a tiger that has fallen to the plains. What can he do under the nose of the Heavenly Court? Even if he has some tricks up his sleeve, he won't be much of a threat. "Wu Zhongli shook his head. "This time, I have my uncle with me. Even if the situation is not right, I can still withdraw in time. Besides, aren't there so many Immortals here who are blinded by greed?" Wu Zhongli smiled and looked confident.
"Captain Wu's words are extremely reasonable. Since that old demon has been seriously injured for many years, even if he still has a breath, he is far from what he used to be. The mighty figures of the Heavenly Courts were about to arrive. Even if the old demon still had some tricks up his sleeve, he would not dare to expose them easily. . if the Heavenly Court's army, it will be too late for regrets.......
........ with Wu Zhongli's father's words........ She was naturally a little jealous of Xiang Qingcheng. She had an extraordinary talent in cultivation, and her attainments in talisman arrays were astonishing. When she first entered the Turtle Spirit Immortal Region, she was valued by Old Freak Fu Yuan. Although she was not accepted as a disciple by Old Freak Fu Yuan, it was enough to deter others from having any bad ideas. Compared to Wu Zhongli, Wu Yanshan was obviously more courteous to Xiang Qingcheng.
"I hope so." Xiang Qingcheng nodded and did not continue the topic. Even if there was any danger, Wu Yanshan and Wu Zhongli would be in front of them. She did not need to worry too much for now. Although Wu Zhongli and Wu Yanshan were only True Immortals, they were definitely above average. True Immortals from the Immortal Department of the Turtle Spirit Immortal Sect could not be compared to True Immortals from ordinary Immortal Sects.
The group of people on the back of the Mystic Vision Turtle kept passing through layers of thick fog. The blood-red mist in the fog naturally attracted their attention.
"Third Uncle, there is a lot of blood-red mist. I wonder where it comes from." As they encountered it more often, Wu Zhongli could not help but feel a little suspicious.
"Maybe it has something to do with the restrictive spells here. What do you think?" Wu Yanshan changed the topic to Xiang Qingcheng and the others.
"The restrictive spells here are extremely complicated, and we are only at the periphery. It is difficult for me to see through them." Xiang Qingcheng shook her head. How could Xiang Qingcheng not understand that Wu Yanshan was beating around the bush to create an opportunity to talk to her? She was only here because someone asked her to. She had already returned the favor by coming here. As for whether or not she would gain anything, it was not within her consideration.
Wu Zhongli's eyes flashed with disappointment and annoyance. As a True Immortal, he had repeatedly expressed his goodwill, but Xiang Qingcheng acted as if she did not know anything. She really did not know what was good for her.
In the fog far away, two figures appeared one after another. They were Liu Yushi and Yang Shuo from the Skywind Valley. The other party only glanced at them. Seeing that they were not weak, they did not cause any trouble and continued to advance. However, before they could fly far, they were blocked by the thick fog.
The fog rolled and formed the shape of a huge dragon head. However, there seemed to be many illusory figures of musical instruments inside. Qiuniu was fond of music and liked to collect all kinds of musical instruments. Even though the Qiuniu in front of them was just an illusory figure, it still had the innate nature of a cow.
"The item in the illusory figure of Qiuniu is ours. Unrelated people, move aside." Wu Zhongli originally thought that Liu Yushi and Yang Shuo were just surprised. After all, there were many people adventuring in the Illusory Fog Swamp in search of immortal crystal veins. Along the way, they had met many True Immortals.
As a True Immortal from the Heavenly Court, Wu Zhongli would not deliberately bully these small Sect that did not even have a name, and even some Itinerant Immortals with no background. However, the other party's goal was the same as theirs, so he had no choice but to be rude.
"Ownerless treasures belong to those who are fated to. The two of you look unfamiliar. You must not be the elders of the nearby Immortal Sects. You have just arrived and yet you want to monopolize the treasure. Aren't you a little too arrogant?" The white-haired woman, Liu Yushi, could feel the other party's undisguised intention to expel them. Her originally old face became gloomy and even uglier.
"Telling you to retreat is giving you a way out. Don't be so shameless." Wu Zhongli coldly snorted. He had to maintain a certain demeanor in front of Xiang Qingcheng. However, after being treated coldly by Xiang Qingcheng time and time again, Wu Zhongli had long been suppressing a ball of anger in his heart. At this time, Liu Yushi and Yang Shuo had bumped into the muzzle of the spear.
"Kid, you talk big. Do you really think you're a dragon crossing the river?" Yang Shuo had always been a man of his word to the immortals in the Chillywind Valley. After a long time, he naturally developed a kind of power and influence. Now, the other party was chasing them away like flies. How could Yang Shuo tolerate this situation when they were neither relatives nor friends, and they did not know each other?
"You're courting death." Wu Zhongli's face suddenly became gloomy. His body floated up from the void, and with a wave of the folding fan in his hand, rolling fire clouds filled the void, burning the surrounding fog until it sizzled. The fire clouds were like pillars, crushing toward Yang Shuo.
Even the other auras in the surroundings were expelled, leaving only the rolling fire clouds wreaking havoc.
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