When she thought of Ling Yuhang who saw him in front of the palace, she always felt that things were a little strange. Why didn't Ling Yuhang come in? Why did he have a smell that made her disgusted? She had a feeling that the answer she wanted to know was waiting for her at the door of the palace.

"By the way..." Before leaving, Honglan suddenly turned his head and said seriously, "Tell me and Chu Tianming, thank him."

Honglan is not stupid at all. She came to Wenzong alone, without a single acquaintance. The only person who has a little bit of interaction is Chu Tianming.

Although he didn't believe that Chu Tianming had the ability to help her, after eliminating all possible options, even if the last option was unreasonable, it might be correct.

And this option is Chu Tianming who helped her.

She thought, and was sure that it was Chu Tianming who was helping her.

Why do you think so?

Because women's intuition does not require reason.

...

As soon as Honglan arrived at the palace gate, she met Xu Qingqian.

Xu Qingqian also glanced at Honglan and said softly: "Sister's luck is so good!"

Honglan glanced at her and said coldly: "It's just a lucky person."

A hint of bitterness appeared in Xu Qingqian's phoenix eyes, "Qingqian also wants such a lucky chance... My sister has become a puppet master of Dao Zun, and I guess she has gained a lot of benefits from the little Phoenix Nest Realm, right?"

Honglan glanced at her faintly, and her lips moved slightly, "Is there any benefit? What's the deal with you?"

Xu Qingqian said sadly: "Sister said that, Qingqian is really uncomfortable..."

Xu Qingqian said this, and she felt a bit pitiful, but Honglan said coldly: "Put off your pretending tricks and take care of your own affairs!"

After saying that, she passed by Xu Qingqian and left the palace.

Although it is only separated by one door, there are two completely different atmospheres inside and outside the palace. Once you leave the palace, the dark atmosphere around you surges like a tide, which makes you feel uncomfortable.

Honglan's attention did not be placed on Ling Yuhang and others at the first time, but first looked around, then frowned and muttered: "Why are there so many ghosts in the Shuxuan Realm?"

Honglan has a unique background and has some understanding of ghosts, but what she saw with her own eyes is another matter.

"It is said that Shu Xuanjie was originally an ancient Xuanjie, which was used by Lanting Shu Sheng to refine ghosts. Later, in order to leave an opportunity, it was modified into Shu Xuanjie..."

"After changing it to Shuxuan Realm, in order to allow later generations to enter Shuxuan Realm to experience it, Lanting Shusheng reduced the intensity of the refining power. Could it be that these ghosts survived after that?"

Honglan had some unknown premonition in his heart. If so, why would these ghosts go out collectively at this time?

"Is it because of him?" Honglan looked at Ling Yuhang. The dark aura on Ling Yuhang had already attracted her attention, but in order to observe the environment first, she did not focus on Ling Yuhang's body as soon as possible.

"He is a 'head wolf'." When he saw Ling Yuhang, Honglan came to this conclusion.

There is a wolf in the pack, and Ling Yuhang is a ghost wolf in the head.

Hong Lan's body shook, turned into a flying fire meteor and rushed to the battlefield. With a wave of her jade hand, a large piece of flame immediately spread out like a phoenix feather and burned into the large ink color.

The red flames surged and rushed out like a wave. The black ink sword energy of the Demonic Heaven Sword seemed to boil when it met, and it kept rolling and bubbles, and there was a trace of collapse.

A figure fell out of the black ink, and it was a blue sword with a waxy complexion.

When Jian Shishi saw him, he quickly helped him, but Qingmang Jianzi had already been severely injured by Ling Yuhang's Demonic Sword. His body of essence and blood were plundered a lot of it when he was swallowed by Mo Chao. Now he is gone from the path of life and death, but he is only a breath away.

Jian Shisi fell to the ground with the green light sword, crushing Shu Xuanling, but the light column did not fall for a long time.

"Qingmangyun sword technique... It's not my own Qingmangyun sword technique... Junior brother, don't waste your energy..." Qingmang sword son knew that there was not much time, and began to explain his funeral intermittently.

Ling Yuhang was too lazy to "take care of" Qingmang Jianzi anymore, but slowly turned his eyes and said hoarsely: "Honglan? You have finally caught up with us."

Mu Zhouxing was a younger generation, and three people were once famous. One was Ling Yuhang, a genius of the swordsmanship of Jin Han Kingdom, and the other was Xu Qingqian, a little demon of the Dao Lei Kingdom known as Thunder I Without Seal. The last one was Daoye Honglan, who was called Chiyan Burning Tian.

However, because the other two had already entered the Insult Realm one after another, Honglan was unable to enter for a long time, Honglan's reputation gradually became forgotten.

However, Ling Yuhang and Xu Qingqian, who are the same name as him, have never underestimated Honglan for this.

After all, the more you understand, the more you become, the more you fear it.

Honglan shook her head and said lightly: "I have never fallen, how can I catch up with you?"

"Even if... I have achieved such a success now?" Ling Yuhang raised his hand slowly, and suddenly a black substance covered with sticky liquid, making his palm look like a demon's claw.

Honglan was still calm, "falling into darkness and talking about achievements."

"Hehehe... I just admire your stubborn look when you die. Your essence and blood must be more delicious than theirs!" Ling Yuhang's black aura was filled with black aura, and soon enveloped him. Behind him, the black aura faintly turned into a skeleton, which changed strangely, exuded a demonic aura.

Honglan narrowed her eyes, and a sharp light flashed in her eyes. Only a loud phoenix sounded, infinite flames whistled out of her body, turned into a flame gauze dress, draped on her body, and behind her, there was a pair of red-sky fire wings.

"Interesting... The Demonic Heaven's Sword!" Ling Yuhang didn't say anything nonsense, swept the sword directly, and the dark tide immediately swallowed everything like an abyss.

"Break!" Hong Lan shouted sweetly, spreading the fire wings, and the air spreading through the long rainbow. The endless waves of fire surged over, and they actually competed with the Demon Heaven's sword!

On the other hand, the Son of Ziyuan gradually fell into a disadvantage in the head-on collision with Lin Feng.

After hitting the storm war hammer with one punch, and hitting the Ziyuan Holy Son's protective green gang with the dragon elephant force. After shooting it down from the air, Lin Feng grinned and said, "Son of Ziyuan Holy Son, the warm-up is over here. Get some real things out!"

The Saint Son of Ziyuan got up from the pit, his teeth creaked, but he endured it and did not reveal it. "What has this guy experienced? Why can't my body protecting Qinggang completely resist him! I have already refined my body into a soldier, so why can't I stop the Taoist body refined by his mere body tempering?"

He looked at Lin Feng and spat inwardly, "Just make a profit with one move, it's really a villain who succeeds!"

With a backhand, he grabbed the huge loess gourd he was carrying into his hand.
Chapter completed!