"But, this..." The old man who ranked ninth looked a little hesitant, and glanced at the tall building with a little bit of reluctance.

They were the first to discover this miracle. Although they haven't figured out what's inside, all signs have shown that this is not something that can be built at the current continental level.

After I leave by myself, if the other people find something, won't I get nothing for myself?

The ninth-ranked old man had some small thoughts in his heart, and a slight hesitation in his expression.

"The pavilion master and the others are negotiating with the Bai family. Bringing the news here will definitely help the pavilion master. We may get extra rewards by then. Go!" The leader's expression became serious.

The old man who ranked ninth suddenly lost his momentum, "Yes..."

Although he was reluctant, he had no choice but to urge his posture to run in the direction he came from.

When Lao Jiu left, he also took dozens of spiritual power puppets with him. These spiritual power puppets in Canglong Pavilion were all secret-made. Everyone has different feeding and control methods, and they can only be controlled by themselves.

"Huh? One left."

Everyone in the cabin has been paying attention to the situation outside, and when they saw a figure leaving, they became a little nervous.

"It's probably reported, Sister Yingxue, what should we do, wait?" Hei Fengtian muttered aside, his dark face full of dignity.

"Leader retreats for a few days." Yingxue asked with a frown.

"It's been four or five days, today is the fifth day!" Fatty replied affirmatively after a moment of hesitation.

Nangong Yingxue's eyes flashed, and there was a cold light in the bottom of the clear eyes, "Wait for him to go a little farther, and deal with them quickly, without leaving any traces."

"Understood." "Understood." "Understood..."

There was a low response in the cabin. They have been suffocating in this small space for several days, and now they can finally go out and show their fists!

...

Baijia camp.

The atmosphere in the big tent was almost to the point where it was about to freeze, and after several disputes between the two sides, it was almost torn apart.

"The Great Elder and the Sect Master Beiming are obsessed with obsession. It seems that they are forcing us to do something!" Li Chen's voice sank, and all the aura released earlier gathered in his body, giving people the feeling of an abyss. Forever.

The Great Elder stared at Li Chen motionlessly, "Pavilion Master Li insists on thinking this way, the old man has no choice but to."

"Governor Li, how about listening to me?" A clear voice interrupted the Great Elder's words, Bai Jinyi's eyes shone with inexplicable brilliance, and a very polite smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh? Master Shaogu, what's your opinion?" Li Chen raised his eyelids, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced over the face of the Great Elder, and after seeing that there was nothing unusual about the other party, he focused all his eyes on Bai Jinyi.

"Seventy-eight out of ten of the top masters on the mainland are in this tent. If a battle breaks out, regardless of who wins, the loss is enough to make one superpower fall into the secular world. Pavilion Master Li must be aware of this. "There was a mysterious smile on the corner of Bai Jinyi's mouth, he was not in a hurry.

Li Chen's eyes flickered slightly. Of course he knew that once a battle broke out, they would not only have to deal with the Bai family and Beiming Shenzong, but also beware of the Nanyang Temple.

If it weren't for that, would he sit here with a good word?

Bai Jinyi sensed the change in the opponent's aura, and knew that his words had aroused their interest, so he continued: "Instead of fighting with martial arts, how about we have a literary fight?"