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The tent opened and Qi Yun walked out of it.

Outside, there are no masters of the heavenly calculation, the master of Yin Wuxie, the bloodhand butcher, the ancestor of the gods, and the king of demon laughter all turned around and gathered.

"The son!"

"Go, go to the foot of the mountain, Sect Master Fan has already returned the news!"

Qi Yun said.

"Master, Sect Master Fan agreed to let us in?"

Real Sanque's eyes lit up and asked.

"Yes, but the current Sect Master Fan seems to have some mental problems. After reaching the Corpse Refining Sect in a while, please bear with me!"

Qi Yun smiled.

Fan Mu is extremely abnormal now.

The sound transmission told him last time that their ancestors had been eaten.

Now I said that there are monsters at the foot of the mountain, so I hurried in, listening to its voice, it seemed that I couldn't wait.

He was going to see what happened to this corpse refining sect.

A group of people walked towards the gate of the mountain.

The Hall of Refining Corpse Sect.

Fan Mu's face was thin, extremely haggard, and his hair messy, as if he hadn't been tidyed up for a few days, walking around the room.

The group of elders in the hall sighed.

"Sect Master, what should I do? Or let the people under the mountain come in, let them in, and discuss together with everyone, maybe there will be a solution."

An elder sighed.

Now the entire corpse refining sect has encountered all kinds of weird things, if it weren't for the hiding of the corpse mountain, they would all want to run away.

At the beginning, it was just the sect master who was talking about it, as if he was ill.

They thought that the spirit of the suzerain was traumatized in the imperial city, so that's why.

As a result, a few days later, one after another in the martial arts became like the suzerain, suspicious, and utterly talking.

Then something terrible happened.

People die every night.

The tricks of death come out, all kinds of strange.

Some people peeled off their own human skin, some people cut themselves alive, and others were even more terrible, blasting their flesh and blood into pieces, and then serving them to other brothers and sisters if nothing had happened. .

The key thing is that those people didn't know what it was at first, a lot of people ate the flesh and blood that was blown to golden color...

The current corpse refining sect has been replaced by a panic.

"No, the people outside are three-in-a-kind. There will definitely be some people who have bad intentions. Once they are put in, they are likely to lead wolves into the room!"

Fan Mu walked back and forth, vetoing the matter.

He grabbed his hair with both hands, and suddenly turned his head back from time to time.

Ten consecutive days passed, and the strong sense of being peeped never disappeared, and it was still closely following him, which made him almost nervous.

Whether it’s eating, sleeping, or going to the toilet, it’s like being watched by hundreds of eyes together?

Who can stand this?

"Sect Master, someone outside said that it is your friend, who is coming to see you!"

Suddenly, a disciple rushed in and said.

"Didn't you say it? This suzerain doesn't see anyone, don't care about anyone coming!"

Fan Mu shouted angrily.

The disciple turned pale with fright, and said, "He said he is the Master of Tongtian."

"Master Tongtian?"

Fan Mu shook his body and said, "Is it him? He is here too? Is he at the foot of the mountain now?"

"Yes, we can't drive away no matter how fast, he said that he had contacted you before, and you let him come up!"

The disciple said.

"Fart, when did I contact him!"

Fan Mu's face was furious.

"Yes, yes!"

The disciple nodded repeatedly, not daring to explain.

Fan Mu thought about it, thought quickly, and said, "Master Tongtian...this is a good man. I have had friendship with him in the imperial city, but I have never contacted him. How did he say that I contacted him? Lead the way, I'll go. Look at the foot of the mountain!"

"Yes, Sovereign!"

The disciple nodded quickly and ran out.

Fan Mu was preparing to pass, suddenly turned his head back and looked inside.

That kind of strong sense of being peeped appeared again?

There seems to be a sound?

A baby laugh?

He suddenly became suspicious.

"Have you heard anything?"

Fan Mu solemnly said.

A group of elders looked at each other.

"What did the sect master hear?"

The elder asked carefully.

"Laughter, I heard some laughter, it suddenly sounded, and then suddenly disappeared."

Fan Mu was surprised.

Many elders looked at each other, and their hearts rolled over.

It's over, they didn't hear anything.

Could that evil incident be expanded again?

Fan Mu glanced carefully in the direction of the inside, and after not finding any abnormalities, he immediately ran towards the foot of the mountain.

…

Refining the corpse at the foot of the mountain.

Qi Yun frowned tightly, looking at the communication Gu Yu in his hand, and felt something was wrong.

When Fan Mu just responded to the message, he clearly said that he would let his disciples lead them up.

But he just talked to that disciple, and that disciple didn't receive the order at all.

What's the situation?

Is Fan Mu's symptoms intensified?

"My son, the corpse refining sect master won't trick us on purpose, right?"

The Bloodhand Butcher whispered.

Qi Yun shook his head lightly, "The disciple has already gone in to report, and there will be news as soon as I want to come!"

They waited quietly.

Soon, a group of silhouettes rushed out in the direction of the mountain gate, rushing towards here.

The various forces at the foot of the mountain immediately noticed the traces of Fan Mu and others, and gathered one after another.

"Sect Master Fan, Sect Master Fan, I am waiting to come here to worship the mountain, why refuse me to wait!"

"Sect Master Fan, we can be regarded as having friendship for hundreds of years, so why do we do it so absolutely!"

"Yes, Sect Master Fan, we are not far away from hundreds of thousands of miles, you are too petty!"

The strong from all sides shouted.

Fan Mu's face was startled and suspicious, his eyes swept across everyone, his heart heavy.

So many people came!

Soon, his gaze fell on Qi Yun, barely squeezing out a smile, and said: "Master, don't come here unharmed?"

Qi Yun shook his head and said: "I received a letter from Sect Master Fan for help, and came to help me not far away. I didn't expect Sect Master Fan to be so unrelenting and unwilling to accept it. It really makes me feel deeply chilled!"

Fan Mu's face was startled, and he hurriedly said, "Why did the leader say this? Heaven and earth conscience, when have I contacted you and asked you for help?"

"Didn't Sect Master Fan ever use the ancient jade communication?"

Qi Yun's face sank.

"Master, my newsletter Gu Yu has never moved, so I can swear to the sky!"

Fan Mu hurriedly said.

"I haven't used it!"

Qi Yun frowned.

How could it not be used!

If it is not Fan Mu himself, who has he been in contact with all this time?

Is it because you can't get in touch with ghosts?

"Sect Master Fan, this joke is not funny at all!"

Qi Yun said gloomily.

"Master, you... don't you believe me?"

Fan Mu said in surprise.

Qi Yun snorted and said: "If Sect Master Fan thinks it's fun to play, I would look down on it too much. My Tongtian Sect is the only one in the Meteorite Realm, and a master is like a cloud. No one has ever dared to play with me!"

With a flick of his sleeves, a tyrannical aura filled his body.

Wuyi, Yin Wuxie, Bloodhand Butcher, Tiansha Old Ancestor, and Demon Xiao Tianwang around him showed fierce light in their eyes at the same time, taking a step forward, and the aura was turbulent.

After that, Zhenren Sanque, Mr. Gu, Zhao Xiankai and others all took a step forward and stayed with Qi Yun, their expressions indifferent.

Fan Mu's face changed drastically.

The many elders behind him were angry.

"Audacious, this is the Northwest Territory, under the corpse-refining sect, no matter how powerful your Tongtian Sect is, it is not your arrogant place!"

"Quickly apologize!"

They shouted angrily.

"Joke, you don't want Wanli to deceive me, but also want me to apologize, Sect Master Fan, this seat regards you as a friend, but you treat this seat like this, it is really good!"

Qi Yun sneered again and again.

"Wait, misunderstanding, leader, there must be a misunderstanding!"

Fan Mu said quickly.

"Sect Master, why don't you talk nonsense with them, they dare to be so presumptuous in front of the Sect Master, they should take it!"

An elder spoke.

"Fuck off!"

Fan Mu scolded.

The elder's face changed when he was scolded, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Fan Mu looked at Qi Yun again and said in disbelief: "Master, you... have you really contacted me?"

"You are joking and laughing for this seat!"

Qi Yun said coldly.

The waves in Fan Mu's heart were turbulent, and suddenly the feeling of being peeped became strong again. He suddenly turned his head, his gaze swept away among the disciples in surprise.

This time the source of the gaze is more direct.

It's my own group of disciples!

His face changed, and he turned his head back again ~www.readwn.com~ and said, "Master, don't worry, I will let you in, let's sit down and talk!"

He opened up a big array.

People from other parties husked up.

"Sect Master Fan, and us. We have been here for three days. When you went to Shangguo, we received you. Don't you admit it!"

"Yes, Sect Master Fan, we have known each other for hundreds of years, won't you let me in?"

…

Fan Mu's face changed again, his eyes swept across the crowd.

After seeing familiar faces, I struggled and quickly nodded and said, "Okay, everyone can come in. After we come in, let's discuss it together!"

He ordered the big formation to be completely opened.

The swarms swarmed in.

Fan Mu led all the people to the direction of the west hall.