1822: C1822 The Whereabouts of Yagyuu Piao Xue

C1822 The Whereabouts of Yagyuu Piao Xue

"According to what you said earlier, I sent a few warriors from the special department to the ruins of the Wizard Poison Cult in Wujiang Province to pick up Liusheng Piaoxue. "They have already contacted us earlier. They have been cooperating with Liusheng Piaoxue to search for the whereabouts of the disciples of the Wizard Poison Cult."1

Ning Feixuan's emotions clearly fluctuated while she was speaking.

But today at noon, for some reason, including the four soldiers from the special department and Liusheng Piaoxue, all five of them lost contact! "

"Liusheng Piaoxue's real cultivation level has long reached the Demigod Stage. Even Luo Sect Master may not be her match. " Although I interrupted her battle in Calm Lake, "With her cultivation level, as long as she doesn't use it at the God Stage, Hua... There shouldn't be many people in the country who can match her. "

Meng Ran used a magic to block the sound. In the eyes of the guests, he only moved his lips slightly, but no sound came out.

"You mean she met Martial cultivator of the God Stage in the ruins of Wizard Poison Cult?!" Ning Feixuan's voice changed and became serious.

"Not necessarily. She might have been schemed against. In short, since she lost contact with the soldiers from the special departments, she must have met an expert."

Meng Ran flicked his finger and the corner of his mouth curled up. He said casually with a lazy look, as if he did not care at all.

"Then what do you plan to do? Do you want to go to Wujiang Province personally?"

"Just wait and see. In my opinion, their target is not Liusheng Piaoxue." Meng Ran lightly waved his folding fan.

"Not Liusheng Piaoxue? What did he mean? She clearly went to the Wujiang Province to go to the Illusory Heart Grass..."

I still have some matters to deal with here, I'll hang up first. "

Ning Feixuan still wanted to argue with Meng Ran, but Meng Ran impatiently hung up the phone.

As expected, the surviving members of Wizard Poison Cult are still here. Ning Wenbin, you deliberately sent Liusheng Piaoxue away from this Meng. I'm afraid it's not as simple as dealing with this Meng, right? "What kind of secrets does the Wizard Poison Cult have that are worth you making such a big fuss about?

Meng Ran furrowed his brows. It was close to the end of the year. Initially, he wanted to reunite with his family and enjoy the pleasures of the heavens. For the time being, he didn't want to pay attention to the matters between the Wizard Poison Cult and the Luo Sect.

But now, he had let the enemy go. It seemed like the enemy didn't want to let him go.

...

A few hours ago, in Yuanhua. Wujiang Province, located at the southwest border of the country, was the ruin of the Wizard Poison Cult's main altar, which had caused a disaster to China.

This was an extinct volcano that erupted once in the middle of the last century. Ever since the destruction of the Wizard Poison Cult, the entire extinct volcano seemed to have become dead silent. There were hardly any signs of human habitation, and birds and beasts were hard to find.

No one could imagine that the main altar of the Wizard Poison Cult, which was the central hub of the Yanjing, was hiding in the belly of this extinct volcano. It was the main altar of the Wizard Poison Cult that had ordered the entire province to be wiped out, even though it was the central hub of the Yanjing!

The Wizard Poison Cult had spent decades of manpower and resources to empty the entire dead volcano and build a majestic main altar that could be called an underground kingdom!

At this moment, the supposedly declining Wizard Poison Cult's main altar saw a few 'weirdos' wearing strange robes looking up in anticipation, as if they were waiting for someone to arrive.

"Second Elder, did that 'Sword Addict' of the Xie Family really inherit the mantle of the Sword God of the Xie Family from eight hundred years ago? " How powerful is his cultivation? " It can't be that he broke through to the God Stage at the age of twenty, right? "

A dwarf wearing a large black robe with all kinds of evil patterns on his face stepped forward and asked respectfully with his head lowered.

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