Tibetan Soldier Tower.

Zhou Kang held the token in his hand and walked into the Tibetan Bing Tower with big strides, secretly lamenting Dugu Yunqi's foresight.

Since the accident, Dugu Yunqi immediately blocked the Tibetan Bing Tower and strictly prohibited anyone from going out. He kept the scene completely, waiting for the God Emperor to send a specialist to investigate the matter.

"This time we used weapons from one to four floors... Let's take a look at the fourth floor first." Zhou Kang's brain turned rapidly, and his body flickered and came directly to the fourth floor.

"Half of the weapons on the four-story building have been used, and the remaining weapons have traces of changes... Hum? No!" Zhou Kang suddenly discovered something, and with a wave of his hands, two weapons with exactly the same appearance flew automatically to his hands, and his brows frowned slightly.

“It’s different?”

The spiritual patterns of these two weapons have been changed, but the modification methods are completely different. The handle on the left hand only simply hooked away part of the spiritual patterns, which will only cause the flow of spiritual power to be blocked and thus cannot be activated. Moreover, the traces of the changes are very obvious, just like someone directly drew a stroke on it.

And the one on the right... the entire spiritual pattern layout was disrupted, just like someone kneading these complex spiritual pattern circuits into a ball, stomping on the ground, throwing them into the toilet for three days and three nights, completely turning into another thing, as for the effect... I can't understand.

But it is obvious that the magic weapons that are out of control in the battle are all the works of the man on his right hand.

"If I guess correctly, this one on the left should be the effect of the No. 4 Holy Relic of Gou Chen Renzi, and this one on the right... What the hell is it?" Zhou Kang's mouth twitched slightly.

"Forget it, try to use that thing." Zhou Kang took out a small mirror from the storage ring, poured spiritual power into it, and pinched the magic seal in his hand. The light suddenly flowed on the mirror, clearly reflecting the mirror image of this floor.

As Zhou Kang made the gestures faster and faster, the reflection on the mirror began to gradually retrace, and the speed became faster and faster, but Zhou Kang's face was always heavy.

This streamer is a treasure given to him by the God Emperor. It can only be used once a month and can be traced back for two days each time. The batch of magic weapons happened yesterday, so unless the two men did the tricks the night before, the streamer cannot reflect their appearance at all.

Zhou Kang's right hand was already showing some afterimages. At this moment, the scene in the mirror finally changed, and two figures of communication appeared.

Zhou Kang's eyes lit up, "The one who shrouded the moonlight should be Gou Chen's missing Yuejun. The boy next to him... huh? Why do you look familiar?"

"Um?!!"

Zhou Kang widened his eyes and stared at the familiar face on the mirror. There seemed to be anger in his eyes and his breathing became rapid.

"Ji Qianming!!" Zhou Kang gritted his teeth and spitted out these three words. The figure who blew his two clones and was then taken away by Tianxin Pavilion. The magic trick in his hand stopped abruptly.

Why is this kid also in the war field? This time the matter was his work?

Calm, calm...

Although that kid has a deep hatred with him, he can't just kill him like this now. His identity in the divine realm is very sensitive, and every clone is very important, that is, he is willing to help the earth, but it is very difficult to implement it.

But if this kid appears here, everything will be much simpler...

Zhou Kang forced himself to calm down, his eyes flashed with splendor, sometimes showing murderous intent, sometimes falling into deep thought. He stood there like a sculpture, never moving for a long time.

After a while, he sighed softly.

It seems that I have to find him to talk to you first...

...

Outside the battlefield.

Inside Yuejun's courtyard.

A large group of evil men with masks stood carefully in the narrow yard, squeezing one by one, and their movements were very cramped, fearing that they would break the vegetables grown by Yuejun if they stepped on them.

A large open space was left in the middle, and several figures surrounded the map, lowering their heads and pondering something.

"So, I plan to divide this action into three groups at the same time." Ji Qianming took out a pen and drew it on the map, "Puppet Master, Queen, Gambler of Destiny, Apostle of Desire, you four, bring a group of members to intercept the Xuandu Rakshasa nail that is about to arrive at the two realms."

"Bloody clothes, Yuejun, Zimu, you three are ambushing here with a group of members. When the second Xuandu Rakshasa nail is transported here, it will be cut off and destroyed directly."

"I will go to the core area of ​​the combat preparation area and destroy the last Hyun Du Rakshasa nail."

The puppet master frowned, "You go alone? It's too dangerous!"

"No, I am the safest to act alone." Ji Qianming shook his head and said solemnly.

He is telling the truth. With his ability, he is extremely concealed when he acts alone, but if he brings others together, the risk of exposure will be greater.

Besides, with Ji Qianming's strength, as long as the God King is not taking action personally, the ordinary half-step God King will not be able to stop him at all.

The puppet master and others hesitated for a moment and nodded slowly.

"I, I want to go too." A voice came from the side weakly. When everyone heard the sound, they saw An Qianxin standing there timidly, raising her little hand.

Ji Qianming frowned, "This operation is too dangerous, you can't go."

"I'm not afraid of danger, I'm capable, I don't want to be a burden forever..." An Qianxin pouted and said a little aggrievedly.

Ji Qianming was about to say something, but Lin Zimu suddenly stepped forward and looked at Ji Qianming's eyes seriously, "Let her act with me, don't worry, there will be no accident with me."

Ji Qianming was stunned and suddenly became entangled. Logically speaking, Lin Zimu is a half-step god king or the Tianshu star master of Tianxin Pavilion. It is indeed safer to have him to protect Xiao An... And this action is very risky. If Xiao An continues to be placed in the mirror, if something happens to her, wouldn't she never be able to get out?

Following Lin Zimu, you can hide in Tianxin Pavilion even if you don’t help. It seems that it is much safer than following you.

After a while of silence, Ji Qianming nodded, "Okay, Xiao An, you can act with Zi Mu, you must pay attention to safety."

An Qianxin's mouth showed a bright smile and nodded heavily.

Seeing this, Han Qingyuan, who had been sitting by the side, sighed long, "Oh... I suddenly realized that An An was not bad at dying in the divine world. I just agreed to do such a crazy thing with you because I was so stupid."
Chapter completed!