A few days later, the Xuanbao Holy Sect camp.

There has been no trace of the Purple Vein leader, and even those low-level True Lords have realized that something seems amiss.

Unfortunately, by this time, they had no choice.

If you choose to evacuate at this time, you won't be able to escape far at all.

Instead, we have to abandon the myths of the world that are in retreat.

Rather than worrying about one thing and losing the other, it’s better to take a gamble!

At this time, the Xuanbao Holy Sect has long lost its original lively scene.

The emotions on everyone's faces were extremely depressed.

This is true for all True Lords, let alone those unlucky ninth-level True Lords.

Many of them didn't even know what was happening and were trapped in the camp unable to leave.

For several days, they were unable to leave the camp to find the real fruit, which made many people feel very frustrated.

"Senior Sister Yang, the real people below are a little overwhelmed... They are all clamoring to go out to find the true fruit..."

"Yes, Senior Sister Yang, just shrinking in the camp like this is not an option..."

Several low-level True Lords were chattering away, venting their inner anxiety.

Yang Ran, the only fourth-level true monarch, was also a little impatient and paced back and forth in the camp. Finally, she gritted her teeth and ordered to the people around her: "Gather all the true monarchs and distribute the true fruits according to the rules they need. As for The required merits will be made up for later!”

She is preparing to open up her inventory and win people's hearts with real results.

The low-level true monarchs looked at each other in confusion, but stopped talking.

In the beginning, they wasted a lot of time and energy for the real fruit.

Now it has to be given to these real people for nothing, it seems...

Just when everyone was hesitant, a cold voice sounded in the hall.

"What are you going to do with my true fruit?"

Everyone in the hall was frightened.

"who is it?!"

Yang Ran felt horrified and hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound.

Buzz!

Light and shadow flickered, and two figures appeared in front of everyone.

The leader is none other than the leader of Purple Vein.

"Leader!?"

Many True Lord warriors could not help but be overjoyed.

With the arrival of the leader of the line, there is a backbone, so there is no need to be so flustered.

Yang Ran also looked happy and stepped forward to pay his respects.

But the next moment, her footsteps suddenly stopped.

Because she noticed something was wrong.

The purple-lined leader who should have been standing at the top of the list was actually half a step behind, standing behind the real warrior dressed in white?

Don't look at it as just half a step behind, this is the difference between superior and inferior.

Sir, how could it be...

Before Yang Ran could figure out what was going on, the leader of Purple Vein shouted decisively: "Go and hand over all the real fruit inventory to me."

The true kings have not noticed anything strange yet.

Yang Ran hesitated.

"Um?"

The young man dressed in white looked stunned.

In Yang Ran's eyes, the high-ranking leader of the Purple Vein Army was so frightened that he trembled and hurriedly ordered again: "Yang Ran, do you want to rebel and not obey orders?"

The purple-veined leader looked so angry that the low-level True Lords around him also noticed that something was wrong.

boom!

Before they could ask, the leader of Purple Vein impatiently released a terrifying force field.

In an instant, everyone present was suppressed and unable to move.

The purple-veined leader stepped towards Yang Ran and stretched out his hand to take away the ring.

"Chief!"

After all, he was a fourth-level true king. Yang Ran's body shook and he was able to get rid of the force field suppression of the leader of the Purple Vein.

Zheng!

But before she could react, the leader of Purple Vein had already drawn his sword and put the sharp blade directly across her neck.

Yang Ranru was struck by thunder and looked at the leader of Zi Pulse in disbelief.

The leader of Purple Vein did not explain, but grabbed the ring from her hand with his backhand, and then held it respectfully in front of the young man in white.

The young man nodded with satisfaction and disappeared in a flash.

It was only then that the leader of Purple Vein was relieved and canceled the force field that suppressed the true king.

"Do you know what you're doing?!"

Yang Ran's eyes were about to burst and he was extremely angry.

She is not a person with purple veins.

The behavior of the leader of Purple Vein to snatch the real fruit inventory is tantamount to treason!

The other true monarchs also looked at the purple-veined leader suspiciously.

Is the leader of Purple Vein going crazy after giving away the inventory of true fruits accumulated by the Xuanbao Holy Sect for tens of thousands of years to an outsider?

"Everyone, listen to me..."

The leader of Purple Vein recounted the battle between the three sects in detail, and finally said helplessly: "If I dare to reject him, then all the disciples in the true realm of my Holy Sect of Showing Treasures will definitely die..."

There was deathly silence in the main hall.

Although they had known about the death of the four leaders for a long time, they never expected that they were actually killed by two juniors.

Even if these words came from the mouth of the leader of Purple Vein, they still couldn't believe it.

Seeing the doubtful looks cast by everyone, the leader of Zimai smiled bitterly and said: "I heard that the main hall of the sacred monument has not evacuated. Just wait and see the results... They will definitely not end well."

…

Leiyu, Bazhou, Zhouzhu Mansion.

"That old guy Shangguan Fengyin deserves to have joined the Holy Sect. He really knows how to enjoy it..."

A young man with a tired look was lying on the seat that originally belonged to Shangguan Fengyin, with a face full of jest.

In front of him were four powerful men with auras as deep as the abyss, turning a blind eye to his exhaustion.

"Hey...you people are still so boring..."

Not getting the response he expected, the tired young man stood up angrily and said angrily: "Why are you so bitter and vengeful? Even that old guy Shangguan Fengyin died at the hands of the Dongtian natives. Do you think you are better than Shangguan?" Is Feng Yin stronger?"

The four powerful men remained silent.

The tired young man continued lazily: "I won't stop anyone who wants to die. I won't go anyway..."

The old man among the four powerful men finally couldn't stand the tired young man's nonsense, and said coldly: "This is the order of the main palace, do you want to disobey the order?"

When the other three masters heard the words "Sacred Monument Main Hall", their expressions became extremely solemn.

The tired young man sneered and said: "I'm going to die anyway, why shouldn't I live a few more days? Just go if you want to, why bother talking nonsense?"

The four of them looked at each other in silence.

The five of them are the continent masters of the remaining five continents in Lei Territory.

After Shangguan Fengyin died in battle, the five received an order from the main hall of the sacred monument to come to Bazhou to encircle and suppress Feisheng Cave.

After several months of procrastinating walking, the five of them arrived in Bazhou.

After hearing the results of several battles in the Ascension Cave Heaven, everyone felt sad and did not dare to move forward.

Shangguan Fengyin and the envoy of the Divine Monument Main Hall are not weak.

Even these people died in the hands of the natives of Feisheng Cave Sky. If they join forces from the five continents, can they destroy Feisheng Cave Sky?

No one dares to joke with their own lives.

Just when everyone didn't know what to do, a slightly cold voice came out.

"Zuo You, you are still so unruly and arrogant..."

Hearing this voice, the five continent masters all trembled.

boom!

boom!

Sounds broke through the air.

There are thirteen figures emerging in the void.

Seeing the pale old man at the head, the tired young man suddenly stood up and knelt down on one knee.

"Zuo You, the lord of Xiaoyao Continent, has seen the Flame Protector!"

The frail-looking old man in front of him was the Flame Protector, one of the eight protectors of the Divine Monument Hall.

A powerful fourth-level true king who also cultivates the three paths.

No one expected that such a character would appear here...