As soon as he finished speaking these four words, Shangguan Ronghui's body suddenly flashed.

The words are not clear.

It's hard to hear clearly at all.

Only accurate to Jinling City, her so-called location has the word "up".

The leader of the great wizard raised his eyebrows with anxiety:

"Say again, where are you?"

He was so desperate that he almost forgot to breathe.

However, Shangguan Ronghui's body flashed again.

A "bang" exploded.

The smoke disappeared, turned into a cloud of fog, and disappeared...

Seeing this, the leader looked at the red suspiciously:

"What's going on?"

"The main thing is that there is not enough energy source.

Moreover, it seemed that there was external force involved, forcibly pulling back her consciousness."

As soon as this statement was made, the leader of the great master was in a bad mood.

Tear off the black robe from his head.

A bald head with few hairs exposed.

Some were old and had an extremely pale face.

At this moment, he looked fierce.

"Damn it, it's almost a little bit."

At the same time, in Jinling City.

An old nun was holding Shangguan Ronghui.

Keep shaking:

"Hui'er, Hui'er..."

Shangguan Ronghui was also confused and gradually opened her eyes.

The Seven Quaternary Altar.

"Master, isn't there anyone else here?

This time, if we increase the investment in the energy source, we will definitely be able to find out where this guy is.

Once we catch him, we will be able to see the secrets of the outside world and understand the construction and laws of different civilizations..."

A black-robed mage spoke excitedly.

Hearing this, the great wizard's face improved significantly.

Turn your attention to Nanchen.

Nanchen felt cold in his heart.

You're a damn person, are you going to attack me?

However, in this state, Nanchen could not make any moves and could only watch.

"Okay, increase the energy source.

Be sure to ask about his location.

Great discoveries will belong to us.”

I have to say that these masters of the Seven Secretariat Sect have a crazy desire for knowledge in the external world.

Then, spells rang again.

The ancient chanting made the altar blood red again.

Blood light gathers.

Finally, the leader of the great master formed a handprint.

Just a finger at Nanchen:

"The magic technique, the imperial edict!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the gathering of red light hit Nanchen's eyebrows.

Nanchen's face suddenly changed and his heart became cold.

Just feel troublesome.

But at this moment.

The old voice of Senior Jian Ling sounded in his ears:
Chapter completed!