Shenzong.

That is an existence that makes them breathe heavily when they mention the name.

Han Yang, what kind of hatred does he have with Shenzong? Can he try to resolve it when he comes back this time?

Everyone was thinking, and their hearts were heavy.

...

Sanluan Sect.

Chen Qiaoqian has a pale face and a thin body.

Half a year has been there.

She relied on the secret treasures and top-level formations left by Han Yang for a full half of a year, but at this time, she was already at the verge of exhaustion.

Not only do you need to consume your strength to support the formation, but you also need to distract yourself from maintaining Jixiangtian's injuries.

Looking at Jixiangtian, whose little face was pale and fell into a coma, Chen Qiaoqian felt extremely anxious.

She can die, but...she wants Jixiangtian to survive.

If Jixiangtian hadn't blocked the fatal blow of the ninth-level martial saint for her that day, she might have died.

As a result, Jixiangtian was seriously injured and has not yet woken up.

This made Chen Qiaoqian feel very guilty.

Outside the magic circle.

Next to the former Yinqiu man was sitting a young man in a black robe, playing with his fingers boredly.

The Yinjiu man asked diligently: "Senior, I don't understand. With your cultivation level, you can directly break the magic circle and capture it. Why..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man in black robe glanced coldly.

The Yinqiu man's body stiffened and he didn't dare to say another word.

The young man in black robe said coldly: "You are good at making decisions and intend to kill Chen Qiaoqian. I haven't settled the score with you yet, so how dare you talk too much?"

The Yinqiu man had a embarrassed expression, but was cursing in his heart.

Their Tianji clan and these guys who claim to be from the Hidden Sect are not the same.

The living Chen Qiaoqian is useless to them, but will cause a lot of trouble.

It's better to kill it.
Chapter completed!