When Murong Jun asked this question, the few people showed strange expressions on their faces.

Obviously, Liu Yutao does not need any of the six immortal palaces. As an absolutely monopoly cultivator force, the only one in the world who is not under their jurisdiction is Yang Gudao.

Almost immediately, several people thought of him.

"This Liu Yutao is colluding with Yang Gudao?" Murong Jun said in a deep voice: "Hmph, Yang Gudao is getting more and more courageous. Could it be that he wants to get a share of the matter this time?"

"This is not surprising." The young man with long hair sneered, "Isn't Yang Gudao so prosperous now by snatching food from the tiger's mouth?"

"This guy, it's time to take care of it." Murong Jun said.

"No one is willing to take care of it, thankless. That guy is as slippery as a loach. He will escape whenever there is anything and hide in the secular world. If you want to get rid of him, only your Murong family's Damp Spell can do it." said the young man in red.

"Just kidding, you masters of Qiankun Mountain have some methods." The young man with long hair smiled, "Can't Huo Feng Zhen do anything to Yang Gudao?"

"I think I can definitely kill you if you want to kill, but no grudges. Which real person is willing to expose his means to kill Yang Gudao, who is not his own." The young man in red shook his head and said, "When his cultivation has reached their level, he has long focused his attention on the fairy world passage. Whether it is the affairs of the fairy palace or the rules of the world, it is hard to attract them."

"Yang Gudao has always been smart. How could he send such a boy to disturb him this time?" Murong Jun asked in confusion, "What is the purpose of letting this boy come over to participate in the qualification competition?"

"Who knows." The long-haired young man spread his hands.

"I'd better report to Huo Feng Zhenren. This matter cannot be missed." said the young man in red, flashing his figure and rushing towards the distance.

"Yang Gudao, you should be hiding nearby now, right?" Murong Jun sneered on the corner of his mouth, and his fighting spirit surged in his eyes. "Everyone said he is a genius that is rare in a thousand years, but I want to meet him for a while."

"That guy is a businessman, he will not be able to get up early without profit. If he fights you, you really have to be careful." Another person said, "Our mission this time has been completed. Will Liu Yutao still issue him the qualification?"

"Fa." A cold light flashed in Murong Jun's eyes, "He used the name of a man named Wan Xinyuan."

"Is it an impostor?" a man sneered, "but it's nothing. Use whatever name you want. It's never important to have a secular origin. What's more important is his strength. The newcomer who can escape under Murong Jun's hands is really looking forward to it."

Hearing this sentence, Murong Jun twitched his lips and his face turned pale, "Escape!? You'd better say it earlier."

"You still want to chase after me?" The man's words were full of sarcasm, "That's a master with the Still Blade."

Murong Jun's anger was even more intense. Everyone knew that driving the Still Blade requires powerful true energy to support it.

The amount of true energy that Liu Yutao showed was really large enough to a terrifying state.

What is certain is that the latter must have had some adventures and obtained some inheritance, but there is no corresponding technique yet, which leads to insufficient practical combat capabilities.

When Murong Jun thought of this, the jealousy in his heart was burning.

"The inheritance of adventure, the blade of stillness, if these two things fall into my hands..." Murong Jun thought silently in his heart that he did not say Liu Yutao specifically, in order to leave this secret and leave himself the opportunity to take the lead.

If one is not my race, his heart will be different. This is the family motto of the Murong family.

Murong Jun has no trust in these temporary colleagues.

"I will find that boy." Murong Jun said lightly, his figure flashed, and immediately slapped his sword sheath, walked with his sword, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared into the distance.

After Murong Jun left, the young man with long hair sighed, "Wenling, why are you doing this? If the boy from the Murong family makes something happen, we are also responsible, after all, they are from the Murong family."

The young man named Wenling squirted unhappily, "I just can't stand the guys of the Murong family, and their nostrils are all facing the sky. What are their abilities? Isn't it because of their good background?"

"The six great immortal palaces and six major forces, except for the Murong family, the number of other forces is more than one thousand, and there are less than a hundred people in the Murong family." The young man from long hair sighed and said, "They are indeed unique and proud sons of heaven."

"Isn't it just piled up with resources yet?" Wen Ling said unconvincedly, "My magic tools, elixirs, and caves for cultivation. If I could have that kid's resources, I would have returned to the dry land and become a real person!"

"Haha, who isn't it?" A sneer also appeared on the corner of the long-haired young man's mouth, "However, people have blood skills, and they cannot practice the bloodline of the Murong family. If you create such a set of skills, maybe they will be the seven immortal palaces in the future. The predecessors planted trees and later went to enjoy the shade, and they would not be envious."

"But I like to see the Murong family members betrayed." Wen Ling smiled, "If that kid is not dead, I would have to apply to let that kid join our Zhenyuan Sect."

"Haha, that boy is dead." The young man with long hair shook his head and smiled bitterly, "You didn't see Murong Jun's face just now. If he was found, he would probably open the field directly and kill the boy with all his strength. A foundation-building boy may not be able to hold on for a second in the realm of the Jindan cultivator."

"That really needs to pay attention." Wen Ling licked his lips, "Open the field and kill the foundation, this Murong Jun is probably going to become famous."

"There are still blades." The long-haired young man shook his head and smiled.

"Do you really believe that boy Murong Jun's words?" Wen Ling sneered, "Cultivators can also use the Still Blade? That's why Murong Jun has the face to say it, and hasn't bullied us before using the top-grade magic weapon?"

"Hehe." The young man with long hair also smiled, obviously not believing Murong Jun's words.

"Let's go, go to the Shoushanren Wizard Brother, and see if this kid really wants to open a realm and kill the foundation." Wen Ling laughed.

"Let's go." The young man with long hair responded, turning to look at the remaining two colleagues, "Are you going?"

"Go, go, just look at the masters of the Murong family to show their power." Wen Ling joked, and without waiting for their answer, he immediately raised his anger and headed towards the distance.

The young man with long hair followed, and the remaining two looked at each other, with a bitter smile on their faces, but they followed.
Chapter completed!