"Yes, I'm worried about the sect master. Bai Murong was very depressed, he had to say it, right?

"Hmph. Sima Qianqian snorted, turned his head and didn't bother to pay attention to Bai Murong, knowing that he must have turned around and forgotten that the True White Blind Emperor was so good to him when he heard the wind.

"They all said it was okay. Bai Murong speechlessly gave Sima Qianqian a look at Di Ling, and continued to say: "If there is really something, Di Ling will not sit idly by. ”

What is the identity of Di Ling, Sima Qianqian still knows, and even she didn't show any uneasiness, maybe the emperor is really fine.

Sima Qianqian glanced at Bai Murong before he said, "I hope your guess is right." ”

Bai Murong didn't bother to pay attention to Sima Qianqian, who was in chaos, so he staggered a position and squeezed into the middle between Mu Jiu and Shangguan.

"Huh?" Mu Jiu gave Bai Murong a hmm, and asked him why he suddenly changed positions, didn't the two disciples of their family need to be guarded?

If something happens, the emperor will be angry, they can't afford to provoke that killing god, okay, please Elder Bai, stay away from us.

Mu Jiu was very entangled in his heart, he wanted to deal with the Era Sect, but he didn't want to get involved with the people of the Era Sect.

Especially the elders of the Era Sect, they are simply masters who eat people and don't spit out bones, and they can't get rid of them.

Bai Murong naturally didn't notice the disgust in Mu Jiu's words, a person as rough as him, if others didn't say it himself, he would definitely not make up a word of nonsense.

Seeing Mu Jiu snorting at himself, Bai Murong thought that something was wrong with him, so he turned his head and asked, "Something?"

"......" Mu Jiu's chest tightened, gave Bai Murong a look that was okay, turned his head and glanced at their family elder, alas, why do you feel that you are farther away from their family elder.

Shangguan had naturally noticed Mu Jiu's eyes, but he ignored it and continued to sacrifice treasures to attack the entrance of the entry space, without the slightest intention of stopping and communicating.

Even if Bai Murong appeared in the middle of their team from the Feather Sect, Shangguan had already seen it and ignored it, as if Bai Murong did not exist.

Mu Jiu threw a few glances over, and saw that Elder Shangguan really ignored people, so he had to withdraw his little eyes stupidly, and glanced at Sima Qianqian with resentment.

Sima Qianqian is fine, Bai Murong is better to go away, saving him from wasting saliva, he doesn't listen to anything, he is really too lazy to talk about him.

If Bai Murong knew what Sima Qianqian was thinking in his heart, he would definitely vomit three liters of blood, just his mouth, and what he didn't say about him, he was really embarrassed by him.

"It's slow. "Di Ling was ordered by the emperor to come over to help, and she really didn't plan to do it at first.

It's a pity that those mortal monks are too slow, and they haven't destroyed the entrance of the secret treasure entrance space for a long time, which is not as powerful as her master's sword.

Compared with Emperor Tingfeng's destructive power, the destructive power of the cultivators is simply weak, and it can't be compared at all, and Di Ling naturally doesn't want to communicate with such a weak mortal.

After watching for a long time, I don't know how many hours have passed, Di Ling finally couldn't sit still, and he took his place.

Sima Qianqian naturally knew the strength of Di Ling, and was worried that it would not be enough, and when he saw that Di Ling replaced himself, he immediately returned to the position before Di Ling.

The first task of the spirit is to protect the master, and the second task is to complete the master's task.

Di Ling glanced at the surrounding monks, and saw that the cultivators were not not forceful, but they really did not have the strength to do so, and the destructive power was not half of Emperor Tingfeng, so it could not be weaker.

The Ling's eyes were horizontal, and the faint purple light scanned the entire secret treasure entry, and saw that its scope was not as big as the gate of a sect, and it was useless for those old men to destroy it for a long time.

The purple light swept away, and the monks naturally discovered the light in it, and their eyes returned to Di Ling with the purple light.

She didn't bother to pay attention to the eyes of the monks around her, her mouth opened, and a cold mist erupted from her mouth.

The mist moved to the entrance of the secret treasure in the blink of an eye, and the spirit ice swept away, freezing the entire entrance.

The cultivators only saw that the opening that had been cut just now was freezing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even their feet could not be spared.

Before the cultivators could open their mouths wide, they saw Di Ling open his mouth again and spew a mouthful of fire at the frozen entrance.

The flames are entangled in the spirit ice, which is originally incompatible with water and fire, and it is expected that the spirit will control the fire and ice systems in such harmony.

Lingbing held the flames, the two were tightly intertwined, inseparable, where could the entrance under the ground withstand the frying of the two heavens of ice and fire, and it would not be able to withstand the riot for a long time.

It's a pity that the thing that Ling Bing is trapped in, unless it loosens its mouth on its own, it will bite you, and it will not let go of a gap until the liver and intestines are broken.

It's not so easy for the flame to let go of its prey, but if you run out of the slightest aura, you will be burned clean by the flames.

The two cooperated with each other to imprison the entrance of the secret treasure, so that they had no chance to catch their breath, and could only stir in their own realm.

Di Ling's eyebrows were raised, and seeing that the entrance of the space was about to explode, she gave the cultivators a "back" look, and didn't even have an explanation, even colder than her master.

"Stand back, everybody. "Bai Murong is still more or less responsible for the disciples of the Era Sect, and he can't call their disciples back, regardless of others.

The cultivators looked inexplicable, but they had to obey Bai Murong's orders, because all the disciples of the Era Sect had retreated.

In addition, the disciples of the Yuhua Gate and the Wuji Gate also hurriedly retreated when they heard the shout, and the other monks saw it, and there was no reason not to retreat.

Seeing that the cultivators were on the right path, she didn't bother them, in case she was scared to death one or two, she couldn't explain it.

"Break!" Di Ling roared, only to hear the rumbling explosion around him, especially after being frozen, the entrance where the surface layer was still roasted by the fire, the sound was even more powerful.

After the spirit shouted, there was a sound of bombardment under the entrance of the secret treasure's entry space, and the sound became louder and louder, until there was a bang on the surface of the entrance.

Di Ling herself had already jumped to the mouth of the sky, looking at the entrance of the secret realm underground with cold eyes, her age did not seem to match her appearance at all.

How can a girl at such a young age be so mature, not only is she so calm that she doesn't speak, but her strength is not like words, to be honest, they don't believe that Di Ling is a simple spirit body.

However, Emperor Tingfeng didn't explain, and the cultivators naturally couldn't ask openly, not to mention that Emperor Tingfeng wouldn't answer, the spirit he said was the master who was not easy to mess with.