Yao Tianchao responded and walked towards the spirit pool first.

"What is Master Tianchao doing?"

Seeing this scene, the heads of the other three sects had a flash of confusion in their eyes, and the head of the Tianqiong sect opened his mouth and asked.

"There is a disciple who has a special constitution and needs Tian Chao to help protect him."

Yao Tianhun looked at the gazes of the three people and said with an indifferent expression, "I remember that there is no rule saying that this is not allowed."

The three sect leaders frowned, filled with doubts in their hearts.

What kind of trouble is going on with the mixed sects today?

Not long after.

Under the waterfall, eight Tianhun Sect disciples entered. The spectacular sight was so dazzling.

Prick the eyes of the three sect leaders.

The poor saint stood there alone, looking a little helpless.

"Boom!"

A large waterfall fell from the sky and washed over the nine people. Li Ziye, who was already exhausted, was almost knocked directly into the water by this huge force.

"Little guy, you have to hold on for a while."

Yao Tianchaan stepped forward, holding the Siwu Ding, the sacred object left behind by the Plum Blossom Sword Immortal, in his hand, and reminded him seriously.

"Don't worry, Sect Master, I can bear it!"
Chapter completed!