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C1962

Just as Heng Yanlin was about to leave, he suddenly saw a few cultivators walking out from the crowd of great cultivator subordinates in the distance.

These cultivators were dressed in strange clothes. They were all wearing black robes and looked like they didn't want anyone to see them.

When everyone saw this scene, their eyes focused slightly. Soon after, they looked at these few fellows with vigilance.

Logically speaking, most of them were already cultivators that came in, so they wouldn't pay much attention to their faces.

After all, it was not like they couldn't see anything. Why was his face covered?

Unless there was some unspeakable secret inside.

When the cultivators thought of this, and saw the few cultivators in front of them, their eyes naturally became vigilant.

At this time, Heng Yanlin also turned his head to look at these few cultivators, his gaze carrying traces of vigilance.

It was at this moment, however, that the Cultivators lifted up their black robes.

When everyone saw this, they were slightly startled. However, before they could say anything, they sucked in a breath of cold air when they saw the expression on their faces.

"This is ?"

At this moment, the cultivators looked at the few people in front of them who had just removed their black robes, and their eyes were filled with shock.

They really had not expected to see these cultivators here.

At this moment, their expressions had already become extremely shocked.

Some of the cultivators that recognized these cultivators couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Their faces were filled with terror, as if they were frightened by the cultivators in front of them.

Heng Yanlin looked at the few cultivators who were so shocked, and immediately frowned.

Heng Yanlin did not know these few cultivators, nor did he know what was going on with these fellows, who were so afraid at this time, and had a trace of reverence.

Therefore, Heng Yanlin turned his head to look at the few cultivators, and then turned to look at Bing Xuan who was beside him.

Heng Yanlin wanted to see if Bing Xuan knew these cultivators and their origins.

Only, Bing Xuan did not seem to know about these few cultivators, and at the moment, she could only turn her head to look, then shook her head at Heng Yanlin.

She could feel that Heng Yanlin wanted to ask her about the origins of these cultivators.

It was just that Bing Xuan didn't know where these cultivators came from, and now that Heng Yanlin wanted to ask her about it, she found it hard to do so.

Seeing this scene, Heng Yanlin could only shake his head.

Since even Bing Xuan did not know, Heng Yanlin did not want to ask anymore.

"Everyone, why are you so afraid? "Just a few cultivators."

A cultivator saw his fellow daoists and involuntarily took a few steps back. Suddenly, his brows slightly furrowed as he asked in a somewhat strange manner.

He wasn't too sure why the cultivators at the side were so frightened.

It had to be known that these few cultivators had never seen them like this before.

When Heng Yanlin heard this question, he also turned to look. He wanted to see if they knew these few cultivators, if not, why would they have such a huge reaction?

And just at that moment, Heng Yanlin realised, it was not only the rogue cultivators, but the cultivators in the distance, all of their faces had a look of fear, but after fear, their faces became filled with joy.0

Looking at this scene, Heng Yanlin frowned slightly. He could tell that something fishy was happening at this moment.

Moreover, this situation gave Heng Yanlin a faint hint of realization.

"That's the great cultivator! It's the great cultivator! "

At this moment, a rogue cultivator looked at the few black robed cultivators in front of him and said with a bit of fear.

As he spoke, his face was also filled with fear.

He had never thought that something like this would happen.

This scene allowed them to clearly understand that these great cultivator s had actually entered!

Weren't they supposed to be unable to get in? Why have all these great cultivator s come in!

At this moment, they were already standing in front of them, but if they were to say anything now, it was impossible for this great cultivator to come in, he would definitely fall out!

When the group of cultivators saw this scene, their faces were filled with fear.

Heng Yanlin looked at the scene in front of him and frowned. Although he had some thoughts in his mind, he was still shocked to hear it.

To the side, Bing Xuan's face was full of disbelief.

"How is that possible? Previously, there was a great cultivator who wanted to kill us. When the other party wanted to squeeze into this world, the world would collapse and that's how they retreated.

I saw the scene clearly, how could great cultivator come in? "

"Yeah, before this, I also saw a great cultivator who wanted to enter. However, after he tried to enter, he faintly caused the surrounding space to collapse, which was why I stopped."

At this moment, the few cultivators also said something, and their words were filled with fear.

In their eyes, there were traces of disbelief.

In their opinion, this was completely impossible. How could it happen like this?

The more they thought about it, the more they found it hard to believe.

At this time, Heng Yanlin also coldly looked at the few cultivators in the distance.

After hearing the rogue cultivators start shouting, they didn't seem to be affected at all by what was happening. Some of them only had a hint of coldness on their faces.

Also, from the other party's gaze, Heng Yanlin could vaguely tell that there seemed to be a little bit of disdain, and there seemed to be a little bit of disdain, as if he was looking at an ant.

This scene caused Heng Yanlin's heart to slightly throb.

Such a gaze would probably only appear in the eyes of great cultivator s.

If that was the case, the other party could very well be a great cultivator. After all, other than the great cultivator, it was likely that the rest of the people would not be able to imitate such a gaze.

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