Zhongzhou, suburb of Nantian City.

Everyone knows that in the Tiancang Continent, the most prosperous place with the most abundant resources must be "Zhongzhou".

And in the most prime location in southern Zhongzhou, there is such a city.

It gathers almost all the strongest forces currently available in the world of human immortality. Not only do envoys from major first-class sects often come and go here to conduct various transactions, but even the "Seven Kingdoms Immortal Alliance" and "Demon Slaying Alliance",

The headquarters of super-first-class organizations such as "Miaoxian Pavilion" are also established in it, using it as their core base.

The area of ​​this city is about a thousand miles in diameter from the inner ring to the outside. It can be said to be one of the most proud products of human monk civilization.

It's called "Nantian City".

Somewhere outside the city, in the wilderness far away from the hustle and bustle, a slim young woman was looking up at the sunset on the horizon, as if she was in a daze, or observing something.

She has a princess-style haircut that is rare in the world. The bangs on her forehead cover her eyebrows. The hair hanging down on her temples is cut to the same level as her chin. Her back hair is long and straight black. It is tied up high at the moment.

Cool and bright.

What she was wearing was a cyanotic platycodon-colored printed kimono, with a red silk ribbon tied back around her waist to form a huge bow. The "butterfly wings" danced in the breeze under the setting sun, swaying, as if they were integrated into the painting.

But her most concerning appearance was covered by a white-based, black-and-red Firefox mask, making it impossible to see even a single bit of it.

But the more mysterious she is, the more curious she becomes. It is not difficult to deduce from her exposed white neck and slender arms that this woman is definitely a beautiful woman.

On the edge of the wilderness, in the direction her back was facing, there was a stone forest.

In the stone forest, a team of more than 40 monks strangely released their concealment techniques, hiding their own figures.

Most of them were wearing monk's robes and cassocks, and the leader was wearing white robes and casual clothes. At this time, everyone was holding their breath and staring intently at the mysterious woman not far away, ready to make a move.

"Master Jin, this is the woman who robbed our 'Feng Yu Zhu' secret message!"

Among the monks, a young man at the head said in a panic to a bald Zen master next to him:

"That...that is the information that is to be sent to the Immortal Alliance! If it cannot be recaptured smoothly this time, once the news leaks out, the consequences will be disastrous!"

This person's name is He Fang. He is a direct member of the only intelligence organization in Zhongzhou Tiancheng - "Fengyu Zhu".

In a top-level intelligence transport operation half a month ago, he was responsible for handling the secret message and several key members were responsible for protecting it. Something went wrong when it was about to arrive at Nantian City!

Not only had the secret message disappeared, but even the few Golden Core monks had evaporated near this wilderness, disappearing without a trace.

This matter was suppressed by him as the person in charge, and it has not yet reached the ears of the people above.

Others didn't know the content of the letter, but as a core member of the organization, he naturally knew vaguely that what was recorded in it was purchased by the Seven Kingdoms Immortal Alliance from the Daxueshan Sect in the far north with a lot of money, and it was related to the top-secret news about the birth of a semi-immortal cave!

If this falls into the hands of someone with intentions and spreads accidentally, it will definitely cause a bloody storm.

Fortunately, their people at Feng Yu Zhu have rich experience in the industry and are well prepared for such emergencies——

That is to say, before each piece of escort is transported, their people will use exclusive methods to make some marks on it that are unlikely to be seen.

It was precisely thanks to this mark called "Wind Whisper Seal" that he was able to lead people to track him here. Otherwise, if he could not deliver the goods on time, the old guys from the Immortal Alliance would definitely skin him directly.

"Don't panic."

The bald Zen master next to He Fang said sadly: "Take people's money to help them eliminate disasters. I, the master of the Jade Zen Sect, always do things safely."

"Yes, that is. Zen Master Jin, this time it really depends on you!"

Listening to his weird voice like a broken gong, He Fangsui smiled and nodded repeatedly.

Now he couldn't count on others. The day after the incident happened, he realized that even the eight backbone members of his family who were in the middle stage of Jindan cultivation could not be protected.

The supervisor certainly can't solve it.

So he immediately contacted the Jade Zen Sect, a Lama sect outside Nantian City that is famous for its "practical practices."

This sect is different from the regular Buddhist sects like the Great Buddha Temple. The lamas in their sect are called "masters". The so-called "practices" do not include projects such as exorcising ghosts and relieving resentful souls.

But kill people.

Yes, this is an evil sect.

But when people in Feng Yuzhu do things, do they care about the distinction between good and evil?

As long as things can be done well, it doesn't matter what the process is, what matters is the result.

In order to make up for the huge hole he dug, He Fang did not hesitate to spend hundreds of spiritual crystals accumulated over the years to hire people. This "Golden Master" is one of the more famous masters (thugs) in the Jade Zen Sect.

His cultivation level reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul. In He Fang's eyes, he was a big shot.

Their sect's service process is very simple. After receiving the commission, there is no nonsense. They immediately send people to follow them to find the target in front of them and wait for the opportunity.

The next step is to obey the employer's orders and be ready to "do something" at any time.

But at this moment, the kimono woman not far away suddenly raised her hand slowly, pointed her left arm towards the setting sun on the horizon, and stretched out her palm.

Her fingers were slender and white, glowing rosy under the warm sunshine.

Just listen to her murmuring:

"Thousand Eyes Illusion·Nine thousand, nine hundred, ninety-nine."

At this moment, the monks only saw a flash of red light flying out of her sleeves,

After a few breaths, it strangely stopped at high altitude.

Subsequently,

above the sky,

A huge one appeared——

Red eyeball.

"This...what is this!"

In the stone forest, He Fang and others looked at the evil round eyes in mid-air, and were horrified.

It was an oval-shaped, gradually blurred eye, about the size of a house. It was still in the sky like a shadow, with its black-red pupils staring fixedly at the ground.

It's okay if you don't pay attention to it, but what's unsettling is that no matter which direction people look below, they will find that it seems to be staring at you.

At this moment, the dozens of monks lurking in the stone forest felt as if they had nowhere to hide. As if they were being targeted by poisonous snakes in the dead forest, a sense of horror arose in everyone's hearts!

"This is definitely not an ordinary spiritual method... could it be that it is an evil illusion!"

Zen Master Jin swept away his previous confidence and looked extremely solemn.

"The matter has come to an end, and we no longer need to hide. Zen sect members, listen to my orders!"

I saw a golden light flashing on his face, exerting all his spiritual power, and then shouted to the monks behind him: "Up!"

"yes!!"

After receiving the order, the lamas no longer covered their bodies. Instead, like a golden and iron arhat, they opened their protective light shields and rushed towards the woman in the middle of the wilderness with an unstoppable momentum.

"Um?"

Looking at these lamas surrounding him,

Yan Ye turned around,

He touched the magatama beads on his left wrist.

Sighing softly:

"Is working overtime really destiny?"

As the red light flashed on the beads,

in her hands,

A seven-foot-long one appeared

——

Fire red sword.
Chapter completed!