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When the snow-colored mask covering the suzerain building was shattered, there was a deep sound.

Maybe someone has noticed, but the Qing Yunting monks who are in fear, who cares!

There are actually not many enemies who really attacked Qing Hoon Ting.

Or even just four.

But each of them is very scary.

A fat man with a steel knife in his hand, but he didn't use the steel knife to slash people, and he went on a rampage. The people he bumped into, no matter if they were at the Tongtian Realm, Tenglong Realm... or even the Inner Mansion Realm, they would all die immediately.

The intensive attacks landed on him, causing his flesh and blood to fly, making him look very hideous, roaring from time to time to vent his pain.

But the truly terrifying thing is... one by one, the casters who bombarded him died inexplicably after the Taoism fell!

Or the seven orifices bleed, or the corpse is separated, or the flesh and blood disintegrate.

The dignified patriarch Feng Ye, after bombarding the fat man with a powerful Taoist technique, froze on the spot and bled to death from his seven orifices.

In the end, the fat man covered in wounds rushed back and forth at the gate of Qingyun Pavilion, but no one dared to stop him, and no one dared to attack him. He almost ran after the monks all over the mountain alone.

Shouting indiscriminately, the souls of those being chased were all thrown into the sky.

A woman, wearing a mask without facial features, moves strangely and looks like a ghost. Suddenly left and right. Every time it appears, a monk must die. Can't catch, can't escape, can't hide. Like this deep night, she easily enveloped death.

A young man with blood-colored eyes holds a short dagger, and every time he kills a person, he will gouge out a heart. Many Qingyun Pavilion disciples were shocked by his bloody murderous aura, and they collapsed before fighting.

The most normal-looking one was a skinny man who didn't have any horrible behavior, but it was this man who firmly blocked Chi Dingfang, the patriarch of Qingyun Pavilion, and let him look after him flawlessly.

The entire Qingyunting mountain gate was surrounded by a large formation of ghost fog. In the thick black fog, the sound of ghost cries continued. Those Qing Yunting monks who ran into the ghost fog in panic, none of them came out in the end.

Qingyun Pavilion is not a clay sculpture, it is impossible to wait for the enemy to calmly form formation outside the mountain gate. Therefore, the power fluctuations of the Ghost Mist Formation are actually not that strong. It should only be temporarily built with a formation disk, and the grade of the formation disk is not too high.

In fact, as long as a strong person in the outer building realm makes a move, it is enough to break it.

However, these people who attacked Qingyun Pavilion immediately targeted the strong outside buildings of Qingyun Pavilion. Zong Shou Chi Lu and Feng Ye died in battle. The only one with a foreign surname, Zongshou Zhang Yuliu, was being chased up and down by the fat man, and he had no energy to spare. The remaining Zong Shou Feng Yue is just organizing Zongmen disciples to support him.

Throughout the battle in the entire mountain gate.

It was not an evenly matched attack at all, but a bloody massacre.

Only four people trapped and killed the entire Qingyun Pavilion.

...

Jiang Wang broke through the mask protecting the main building with one blow, and stepped into the core of Qingyun Pavilion.

The fighting outside has nothing to do with him, but he and Baiyun Boy seized the time to search for the lost buildings of Yunding Fairy Palace.

Don't bother with the quaint and transcendent attic layout, don't bother with the assortment of artifacts and dao yuan stones, don't care about those exercises and scriptures.

All he wants is Qingyun Pavilion!

The whole suzerain building has three floors, and each floor is more exquisite than the next. However, after searching through the three floors, there was still nothing.

Baiyun boy was always ignorant, and didn't sense the aura of the lost building.

Jiang Wang confirmed that he had searched every corner, and he even found the dark room. The exercises and magic tools collected in the suzerain building are indeed worth guarding against on weekdays.

But the lost building of Yunding Immortal Palace is indeed missing.

Could it be that the lost building with the same name as Cheng Hoon Ting has been lost in history?

Jiang Wang didn't let himself be confused and annoyed, but immediately left the suzerain building decisively and headed for the next location in the plan.

He was sure that Qingyun Pavilion was not lost, and that the Yunding Immortal Palace, which was once magnificent, must have some means to protect the possibility of the recovery of the Immortal Palace. The Lingkong Temple has been relocated several times, but the building has not been lost. Qing Yunting should not be right.

Not here, but there.

And if Qingyun Pavilion, a lost building, exists, it will certainly not be able to escape Baiyun Boy's perception, and it will not be able to resist the attraction of Yunding Fairy Palace.

Then there is only the core family courtyard that seals the two veins of the pool.

Jiang Wang felt the battle in Qianshan from a distance, and estimated how much time he had left, while flying in the air.

The two veins of Fengchi each have a core family courtyard at the gate of Qingyunting Mountain, which represents the glorious history of the two surnames.

But only after becoming the suzerain can you live in the family courtyard.

Therefore, one of these two courtyards will always be empty.

After living in Qingyun Pavilion for more than half a month, Jiang Wang has already mastered the terrain, and drove straight all the way, breaking into the empty courtyard at the fastest speed.

This is the core family courtyard of the surname Feng.

It occupies a large area and has a simple layout.

But as soon as he opened the door, he saw a familiar figure who turned his head hastily—Feng Ming!

It seemed that he had just hid here, with a panicked expression and a chaotic breath.

"Songhai!" Seeing Jiang Wang, he breathed a sigh of relief: "You escaped too?"

Immediately, he panicked again: "What should we do? There is a large formation outside, and we seem to be unable to escape. This time, we might all die."

"Didn't you go to the front line?" Jiang Wang frowned.

"I just finished discussing with my father, and we still need time to clear up the relationship... let's not talk about this." Feng Ming panted violently: "Song Hai, you have an idea, what should we do now?"

If he and Feng Yue had already left, they might have been intercepted on the way. Just like Chi Lu.

Thinking about it this way, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse not to leave.

"Until now, I can only do my best and obey the destiny." Jiang Wang shook his head: "What can I do?"

"No, no, no." Feng Ming seemed to have grasped his life-saving straw, and became excited: "You are not simple! I know you are not simple!"

He took a few steps towards Jiang Wang, and even pleaded in his voice: "For the sake of my kindness to you, don't run away alone. Songhai, help me, help me! Take me away!"

How can there be a fool in this world?

Even a son like Feng Ming who has experienced many vicissitudes and swelled up in boasting, is not always as impulsive and naive as he often shows.

"Yu Songhai" is using him, so why isn't he using Yu Songhai?

From knowing Jiang Wang to the present, all he paid was to introduce Jiang Wang to Qingyun Pavilion, but with Jiang Wang's help, his influence has grown day by day, and he has gained more and more attention from Feng Yue and other elders. All in all... it's really not a loss-making business.

Jiang Wang didn't say a word, just bypassed him and walked in, time was tight, he just wanted to get Qingyun Pavilion quickly, and then find a chance to escape, he didn't have time to continue to perfunctory Feng Ming here.

"You came to Qingyun Pavilion for a purpose, right?"

Feng Ming suddenly shouted behind him: "What are you looking for secretly, aren't you? What do you want? I can help you, as long as you can save me!"

Really underestimated him...

Jiang Wang turned around suddenly: "How can you help me?"