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"What you're saying doesn't make sense at all."

Yan Han's eyes looked at Quin Han with malicious intent.

The angle of that smile turned away from other people, and it was only shown in front of Que Han, which was a bit weird.

"Based on what you said, those monster races presumably have already entered the Da Neng cave, and even set up traps.

Then I have a question for you, such a huge spiritual pressure, even us Nascent Soul cultivators can't get in, how did those monster races get in?
Could it be that it appeared out of thin air? "

The other suzerains were all stunned. They really didn't pay attention just now, but now Yan Han raised the issue as soon as he mentioned it.

This is indeed a problem.

With the existence of the Demon Sealing Realm, it is even more difficult for monsters who are too powerful to come out.

Cultivated to the highest golden core stage.

They couldn't ignore the spiritual pressure at the Nascent Soul stage, let alone the Jindan stage.

Their eyes were on Que Han's body.

"I do not know."

Que Han answered very honestly.

"I said that I just heard it by accident. As for whether it is true or not, that is for the seniors to judge for themselves."

"Sect Master of Hehuan Sect, did you hear that?"

Yue Shan's eyes were cold.

This old woman is getting more and more annoying.

And he had an intuition that the old woman was a little strange, but he couldn't tell where it was strange for a while.

I can only keep this strange discovery in my heart for the time being, and observe it later.

"The news that my sect disciples risked their lives to bring back is just to make everyone vigilant. Whether you believe it or not, it's your own fault anyway."

It's time to remind, just remind.

As a sect of Immortal sect, Yijianmen has also done his job.

The legs grow on other people's bodies, and their heads grow on their own necks. They can't control each other's thoughts, nor can they control their legs.

"Okay, you all know the news, so please go away, my sect disciples still need to rest well, as elders, you don't want to disturb a junior?"

What you say is called rude.

And it means something.

Everyone is shrewd and not stupid, who can't understand who this is referring to?
They couldn't help complaining about Yan Han in their hearts.

Danhua, the suzerain of Danzong, stood up first.

He looked straight.

First glanced at Yue Shan, then turned to Que Han.

Thank her solemnly.

"Nephew Que Han, I, Dan Hua, represent the disciples of the Dan Sect. I would like to thank my nephew for bringing back the news."

He doesn't care whether others believe it or not, he believes it anyway.

He knew about Que Han, and he was not a liar.

Even the seriousness of Yue Shan's face showed the authenticity of this matter.

Several other sects also thanked.

It's just that Yuan He couldn't hold back his face when he thanked him.

Although the relationship with Yijianmen has eased recently, it can be said that the relationship is not very good.

And he is still an elder, thanking the younger generation or something, he feels that it will damage his image
But in the end, I still remember what my daughter said, and make myself more friendly to Yijianmen, especially the poor people.

So, even though I was reluctant, I still thank you.

It's just that the whole person is awkward.

It's really a bit suffocating for a big old man to be so twitchy.

Everyone except Hehuanzong thanked them.

Seeing them like this, Yan Han was half dead with anger, his eyes were gloomy.

She glanced vaguely at several of them, and finally let out a sneer in her heart, and turned to leave.

People from other sects also left, and suddenly they got such news, they had to make a good arrangement.

As for how many of them believed and how many didn't, then it's not a matter of Yijianmen.

After all the outsiders left, only Que Han, Feng Ming and Yue Shan were left in the tent.

At this time, Yuehen came in from the outside.

He was outside just now, and Yue Shan asked him to watch his disciples.

Yueshan knows his temperament, so he wants him to get in touch with other people more and get involved more, maybe it can improve his personality.

So in the past few days, he has been letting him watch the disciples.

Yue Hen came in with no expression on his face, he silently stood in the corner, glanced at Feng Ming casually, and stared straight at Que Han with his dark eyes.

The air around him was a little cold.

At that moment, Yue Shan felt that there were only the three of them in the tent, and he was like air.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

He glanced at the moon marks with some headaches.

He wanted to say something but he didn't say anything in the end, his eyes returned to Que Han's body, he waved his sleeves casually, and a sound-proof barrier was laid down.

Only then did Yue Shan show his emotions.

He frowned, with disapproval in his eyes, "Senior Nephew, you say you, I just let you play a show, go out for two days, you can go around wherever you want, and then come back, take a look You have to hurt yourself."

"More real."

Que Han's words were concise and to the point, but the three words directly choked on Yue Shan, which made him a little speechless all of a sudden.

"Why do you want to be so real? Otherwise, some people still don't believe it."

Feng Ming pursed his lips, he really felt that it was not worth it for the elder sister to suffer this injury.

"And there's no need to really get hurt, you can pretend."

"They can see it."

Yue Shan sighed, "Forget it, you've already been hurt, so there's no point in talking about it. Fortunately, you know that the injury is not serious, just take a elixir and rest for a while."

"hurt."

Yuehen, who hadn't spoken since coming in, suddenly spoke, but only one word popped out.

What's wrong with the injury?
This word Yueshan is really incomprehensible, what does he mean?
Except that Yuehen would occasionally talk too much in front of his junior sister and master, when he spoke in front of them, he just jumped out word by word.

But fortunately, Feng Ming and Que Han who have been with Yuehen for so many years can understand.

He's asking, "Who hurt it, and how does it feel now?"

"A monster is dead."

This is the cold back.

"Senior sister is fine, she has already taken the elixir, and her body is fine now. I just checked the door of senior sister's veins, but the spiritual power is exhausted, just replenish the spiritual power and take a rest."

Yuehen didn't make a sound.

He stood in the corner holding his sword in his arms, his eyes were empty, as if he was in a world of his own.

Although some people didn't care about what Que Han said today, it still left traces in their hearts.

Time passed quickly, and a few days passed by in a flash.

In the past few days, the spiritual pressure has tended to fade.

But they still couldn't make it through.

We can only wait further.

"Hey, when will this spiritual pressure end? The younger junior sister and the fourth junior brother went in, and they contacted us once and stopped contacting us. I don't know how things are going inside."

The three Fengming senior sisters and younger brothers stood behind the big stone that sent Pei Ye in, staring at the enchantment that shone with golden light.

"They're all right."