3260: C3260 A Storm Was Brewing

C3260 A Storm Was Brewing

Facing Jiang Ting's question, hua Ling simply shook her head.

Jiang Ting frowned and didn't ask any more questions.

Instead, he started to seriously observe the three of them. After looking at them for a while, he withdrew his gaze with some disappointment.

He could see that the three of them were setting up the formation.

However, whether it was the array flag or the formation, he did not recognize any of them. The only thing he could see was that from the solemn and cautious gazes of the three, he could tell that the trouble this time was not small.

There were many things that he did not know nor could he tell.

However, he did not know what the gaze of the flower at the beginning meant. ... Was it that the danger was related to him?

After withdrawing his gaze, Jiang Ting looked at the vast land on the ground, and his heart became more and more uneasy.

The uneasiness that came from his intuition was getting stronger and stronger.

His uneasiness did not weaken because the three of them had started setting up the formation. In other words, the formation that the three of them had prepared to use to defend against danger was probably useless.

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Crane Cry Mountain, purple Frost Sect.

Maple Leaf Peak.

Daoist Fresh Breeze sat quietly in the courtyard of the bamboo house by the waterfall with an otherworldly air. He was quietly savoring tea... it could be tea or wine.

However, regardless of whether it was tea or wine, they were definitely good things that ordinary people wouldn't be able to drink.

"Qing Feng..." A rather anxious voice sounded.

Before he arrived, the voice arrived first.

Around half a breath later.

Fairy Rain Ze, who was at the Golden Core realm of the Purple Frost Sect, flew into the courtyard with a gentle breeze.

"Sit."

After a pause, daoist Fresh Breeze smiled. "Why are you in such a hurry? Could it be that the Fiendish Cultivators have come knocking on our doors?"

"No, it's even more urgent than what you said." Perhaps he was really tired. Yu Ze's chest was constantly surging, and he even stuck out his tongue in a strange manner.

If outsiders saw Yu Ze's current appearance, they would probably be shocked out of their minds...

"Then I'm a little curious." Daoist Qing Feng tilted his head slightly.

Yu Ze did not hide anything. "Your disciple is not dead."

"Hm?" Daoist Qing Feng suddenly stood up... he didn't know if it was tea or wine, but he spilled a lot of it, but there was no trace of it on the ground.

As soon as the liquid left his life, it turned into streams of spiritual energy and dissipated. ... He didn't know what was so special about the cup that it actually kept the tea and wine that was obviously extraordinary.

"Just now... the people of Autumn Water Pavilion sent news. Nail, who was lying in ambush among the devil cultivators, sent the news that Jiang Ting had returned along with the flying boat of Autumn Water Pavilion. In the end, someone saw through his tracks. I wonder who told the devil cultivators about it."

The young man who spoke to her didn't mean to belittle her.

Pausing for a moment, yu Ze shook his head again. "This matter has already alarmed Xia Houyuan Hai. For some reason, he actually brought his son with him and personally went there. Although Wanqiu had already set off after the Autumn Water Pavilion received the news, there is a difference in the time when they received the news. I'm afraid that they won't be able to provide any assistance in time. "

Taoist Qing Feng's expression changed. At some point in time, his expression had become somewhat... cold.

Yu Ze was still speaking, "Xiahou Yuanhai's goal is too great. The Black Feather Pavilion and the Sacred Sun Clan will definitely not sit idly by and do nothing..."

After a long time, daoist Qingfeng finally spoke, "Does anyone else know?"

The one he spoke of... As for the others... only Soul Formation cultivators were worth mentioning at this moment!

Yu Ze was a bit uncertain: "Although I just received the news and immediately rushed over, but looking at the time, they should have all known by now! ... Do you think they will choose to save us?"

"Choose..." After pondering for a moment, daoist Fresh Breeze looked outside the mountain peak. What choice? Xia Hou Yuanhai. Since we're moving out... Whether it is our Purple Frost Sect or the other four sects, none of them have a choice right now. "

To the Violet Frost Sect, the target was... There was only Jiang Ting.

He had saved a person, and he was also a Foundation Establishment cultivator. They were going to rescue him, but they were caught. Not to mention, they would need at least one or two Soul Transformation cultivators, right?

They would also need some Golden Core cultivators, right? After all, it was impossible for a Soul Formation Stage cultivator to do everything himself.

Once more people were dispatched, there would definitely be conflicts after they met. ... If there was a conflict, people would die.

In order to save a Foundation Establishment junior, it might cause the death of a Core Formation Stage cultivator. No matter how one looked at it, this was not a worthwhile business. Even if Jiang Ting was Daoist Fresh Breeze's disciple.

Even though the Purple Frost Sect waved their disciples every year, there were still not many Golden Core cultivators. If they continued to die, how could they maintain their status?

However, just as Daoist Fresh Breeze had said... Where would they find a choice?

If they didn't go, they would show weakness!

The Purple Frost Sect and the other sects were already one of the largest sects in Tian Lan... To the Purple Frost Sect right now, face was everything.

Therefore, no matter what people thought in their hearts, for the sake of the dignity of the sect, they had to go.

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Within the territory of the Purple Frost Sect.

Within a huge mountain.

The Demon Refining Pavilion's stronghold.

An old man with white hair and beard had an illusion in front of him, and that illusion was continuously telling him what it was.

After a while, the illusion disappeared, as if it was just a message.

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Within the Purple Frost Sect.

It was unknown where it was located. The stronghold of the Sacred Sun Clan.

A middle aged man with a kind expression on his face. ... Cough cough, logically speaking, the word 'kind' would only appear on the body of an old man. However, what was strange was that although that middle-aged man looked young, his face was indeed somewhat kind.

The kindhearted middle-aged man stood up. "Someone come."

"Venerable One." A few people dressed in the Sacred Sun Clan's uniform approached.

The kindly middle-aged man became even more benevolent: "Inform the others, let's make a trip together..."

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Within the territory of the Purple Frost Sect.2

At an unknown place, in the stronghold of the Black Feather Pavilion.

A man with a long beard and a scar on his forehead wore a cold smile. His eyes were like those of a wild beast, filled with bloodlust. It was unknown what he had thought of, or what he had heard.

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Within the territory of the Autumn Water Pavilion.

Somewhere.

The flying boat was still floating in the air.

Outside the flying boat, there were three layers inside and three layers outside. They were filled with layers of transparent film... It was a formation.

The formation that Yu Hua and the other two had set up together. Although they didn't know how strong its defensive capabilities were... But it's definitely not something a Foundation can break.

At the stern of the flying ship.

Jiang Ting looked at the bored Autumn Water Pavilion disciples and then looked outside. He said in a low voice, "It has been four days. If I hadn't stayed here, I should have returned to the Purple Frost Sect by now."

After the flying boat had stopped moving, the flowers had been setting up the formation. It had been four days since then.

Enemies?

Enemies were said to be enemies... not even half of the non-humans and non-enemies tried to approach the flying boat.

If it wasn't for the fact that the three Golden Core cultivators had been acting as if they were facing a great enemy, the other Autumn Water Pavilion disciples would have started to shout.

He just didn't know how long he would have to wait.

He just wanted to return to the Purple Frost Sect and ask Taoist Qing Feng a question about the magic power in his body, as well as some things to pay attention to when breaking through to the Golden Core realm. Why were there so many unforeseen events?

Another while passed.

He was still thinking about some things. There were some messy things that had happened, but his face suddenly turned red. He could only feel that breathing became difficult.

At the same time, although no one was approaching him, he felt as if he was in an endless ocean. He felt as if he was on a lone wooden boat amidst the endless waves. The boat could capsize at any time, and people would die!

He turned his head with a hint of discomfort and just happened to see... It was not just him... The other Autumn Water Pavilion disciples were just like him. Most of their faces had turned red.

There was also a small portion of them... who knew when, but they had already collapsed onto the ground!

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