Wang Chonghua's face was complicated. He glanced at Liang Yan's back for the last time and said "Take care!", then turned around and led the 30,000 monks who were still alive to leave slowly.

The mighty Nanxuan army retreated like a tide.

Not long after, Liang Yan's back was empty. More than 30,000 soldiers had all evacuated, but one person stayed.

There was a warm feeling in the palm of my hand.

But a snow-white, smooth catkin stretched out and clasped with his fingers.

"Husband, no matter what happens, I will face it with you." Wu Xin's soft voice sounded beside him.

After hearing this, Liang Yan showed a smile on his face.

"We will act according to the situation and be careful of the man in the cloak. This man is anything but simple."

"Well, this man hides his head and hides his tail. I can't see through him with my spiritual consciousness. Moreover, the three major alien races are all obedient to him. I don't know why."

"The attitudes of the three major alien races are actually different. The Phantom Race and the Giant Spirit Race just obey his orders, but the Wu Clan monks worship this man very much. I think there must be something fishy in this, and maybe we can separate it."

"You're right, it depends on what kind of medicine they sell in the gourd."

The two of them stood side by side, seemingly silent, but in fact they were communicating secretly.

The man in the cloak didn't seem to care about them. He chose an open space to sit down, sat cross-legged and meditated, and fell into meditation.

Time passed, the sun rose and set, and five days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past five days, Tianmu City has also sent experts to inquire about the situation here, but in the end, without exception, they were all intercepted and killed by the masters of the three major alien races, and not a single piece of information could be transmitted back to Tianmu City.

Tong Ni was surprised and said that Nan Xuan had formed an alliance with the foreign tribe and was preparing to attack his Tianmu City.

Therefore, he was even more afraid to leave the city. He ordered Wang Tianhe and others to strengthen the city defense and increase restrictions. He hid in the cave and retreated, hoping to use the power of "Yin Source" to quickly recover from the injuries in his body.

Everyone in Beiming is in danger, because there is only one last chance to use the "Pure Yang Sky Mirror", so how can they dare to take the initiative to pursue it? They have always stayed behind closed doors!

In the early morning of the fifth day, the cloaked man finally woke up from his trance, stood up and said leisurely: "Liang Yan, I have blocked Tianmu City for five days as you wished. Now even if Tong Ni sends troops immediately, it is impossible to pursue him.

It’s time to join the Nanxuan monk.”

After hearing this, Liang Yan smiled slightly, but his expression was noncommittal.

The man in the cloak was a little angry when he saw this, and said in a deep voice: "Liang Yan! I have completed the agreement, and now it is your turn to fulfill your promise."

"Five days are not enough for Nanxuan's army to leave the Black Mountain Territory." Liang Yan shook his head, seemingly dissatisfied with the current situation.

"snort!"

The man in the cloak snorted coldly and shouted: "Liang Yan! Don't think that I don't know what you are planning! The reinforcements from Beiming will arrive in a few days. You want to delay time and muddy the situation here, so you will

There is an opportunity!"

After hearing this, Liang Yan glanced at the man hidden in the cloak and felt slightly surprised.

This person could guess his thoughts clearly.

The reason why Nan Xuan's army was evacuated was also for this purpose. Anyway, he and Wu Xin were barefoot and were not afraid of wearing shoes. The more chaotic the situation in the Black Mountain Territory was, the more likely they were to fish in troubled waters.

But now, the other party doesn't seem to want to give him this opportunity.

"Either hand over the slate, or I will kill all the prisoners and then kill you two too!" the cloaked man said harshly.

"hehe."

Liang Yan laughed and said leisurely: "There is no deep hatred between you and me, so why would we both suffer losses? You want your slate, and I want Tang Qianzhi's life. Let's each take what we need."

After hearing this, the man in the cloak softened his tone slightly and said, "In that case, hand over the slate now and I will release him immediately."

"Don't worry." Liang Yan waved his hand and said with a smile: "I can give you the slate, but you have to let me see the hostages, right? Otherwise I don't know whether they are dead or alive."

"You still want to play tricks?"

"How could it be!" Liang Yan's smile did not change and he said: "I only have two people now. Are you three major gods still afraid of just two of us? Take me to the place where the prisoners are detained. After confirming that they are all alive, Liang

Someone will give you the slate."

After hearing this, the cloaked man did not answer immediately.

The chiefs of the three foreign tribes behind him communicated via voice transmission for a moment, and finally Wu Changqing walked up to the man in the cloak and seemed to say something through the voice transmission.

"good."

After hearing this, the man in the cloak nodded slightly and said solemnly: "I can agree to your request, but this is also the last request. I hope you will stop playing tricks."

"Of course." Liang Yan smiled.

"Take them away."

The man in the cloak dropped these words, raised his hand and made a spell, turned into a ray of light, and flew away to the north without looking back.

The leader of the Huan Clan, the leader of the Giant Spirit Clan, and Wu Changqing, the top masters of the three foreign races, each led more than ten strong men of the Transformation Tribulation Realm, surrounding Liang Yan and Wu Xin.

In addition, there were the 180,000 foreign troops, with three layers inside and three layers outside, almost surrounding them.

"You two, please." Wu Changqing made a gesture of invitation.

Facing the dark crowd and countless masters, Liang Yan looked calm, looked at Wu Xin and said with a smile:
Chapter completed!