"Then... I will take away the Huangri sword armor."

In the silenced room, shortly after he came back, Tianyangzi came to visit.

Tian Yangzi looked at Jueji and said, "After all, you understand that tomorrow's Daluo Tiandao first will definitely lead Zhou Bai, a pure-blooded human, to win the first place. In order to prevent accidents, I'd better take away the Huangri sword armor."

Jueji was silent and did not speak. It was obvious that Wei Cangsheng had used his unique skills in the Daxia before, and was considered by the immortals to be descendants of the Ji family, and Wei Cangsheng and Wei Cangsheng were also involved, which made the immortals doubt him and were worried that he would lose control on the ring tomorrow.

Seeing Tian Yangzi leaving, he suddenly said, "What if Zhou Bai doesn't cooperate with your next plan?"

Tianyangzi said, "He can't help it."

As Tian Yangzi left, Jueji could sense the inspiration of a formation around the house flashed.

‘Send someone to monitor me? Make sure that I will not have any accidents tomorrow and can be defeated by Zhou Bai.’

He sighed slightly, with some unwillingness in his eyes. Even with his sword cultivation, it would be too difficult to defeat Zhou Bai without the Nine-level armor.

After all, Zhou Bai himself has Nine Realm Armor, and his body is even more incredibly powerful.

However, this unwillingness quickly turned into relief. Since the immortals were confident, it would be nice to kick Zhou Bai to them for education.

Jueji raised his sword and a pure white flying sword had already floated in front of him. It was Jueji sword he took from Jijian Pavilion, and it was also his past sword body.

Although he did not have the Nine Realm armor, he could fight Zhou Bai tomorrow with this Nine Realm Flying Sword. However, this time, there was an immortal who was trying to beat him. It seemed that he could not teach Zhou Bai a lesson and snatch the first place.

The Daluo Tian Discussion is finally over. Although he encountered various problems, Zhou Bai's appearance surprised him and his performance made him dissatisfied, but it was much better than he had imagined.

Feeling the flying sword in front of him, Jueji's heart gradually calmed down.

Next... he just needs to wait for the opportunity, wait for the opportunity of the immortals to kill demons and eliminate demons, and clean up the world.

Thinking of this, the blood in his body seemed to get hot again.

At this moment, the knock on the door sounded, and Jueji used his soul power to sweep the outside of the door first. The next moment, his expression suddenly changed. He stood up suddenly and walked quickly to the door, trying to open the door but stopped again.

His right hand held the door handle, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes, and there was also disbelief, hesitation, fear, panic, and all kinds of emotions mixed together, which was extremely complicated.

At this moment, a female voice rang out from outside the door: "Jueji, don't you open the door and let me in?"

Jueji's palm shook violently, and he suddenly opened the door, stared at the woman outside and said, "Who are you? Why do you pretend to be Ye Bingqiu?"

"Imitation?" Yan Zhenjun slowly walked out from behind the woman: "She is Ye Bingqiu who is like a fake one, and she is not a fake one."

Jueji looked at the plague god in front of him, and was shocked by the other party's words.

Ye Bingqiu in front of him slowly stretched out his palm, touched Jueji's face in the nervous and alert gaze, looked at the other person with a gentle face, and said slowly: "Jieji, thank you for your hard work over the years."

Accompanied by Ye Bingqiu's remarks, Jueji's eyes shook violently.

He held the other person's palm: "I clearly remember you have been..."

Yan Zhenjun said slowly: "Many people also think that Ji Wuchang has been dead for five hundred years." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and a glassware containing an eyeball appeared in front of Jueji.

"This is the Zhao Yaoying taken from Ji Wuchang's corpse, and it is also useful. If you don't believe it, just use him to take a look."

Jueji hesitated for a while, looked at Ye Bingqiu and grabbed the glassware suddenly.

After a moment, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Ye Bingqiu in front of him. The other party did not change at all in the eyes of the demon, but was still the same as before. This means that the other party was not the current mixed-blood human race, but the pure-blood human race of the past.

Jueji said incrediblely: "It's really you..."

At the same time, Ye Bingqiu smiled at Jueji and walked out the door.

Lord Yan had already blocked Jueji's face and looked at the other party with a relaxed expression: "We want to ask you for help."

Jueji looked at Ye Bingqiu's departure back and gritted his teeth and said, "...what are you doing?"

He originally thought that Ji Wuchang's situation was just an exception, but now it seems that the four righteous gods seem to have preserved more than one pure blood human race.

If this is true, then why do they hide it from immortals? Why don’t they use these people to reproduce pure blood? Why do they still have such strong hostility towards Zhou Bai, who is now exposed to the public eye?

All of this made Jueji feel that he was shrouded in an invisible net, a huge net hidden in history, extremely dark and extremely deep, and now this big net has been shrouded at him.

Everything seemed to be stranger to the Heavenly God and Central City in front of me.

"We hope you kill Zhou Bai." Yan Zhenjun said lightly: "This is the common wish of all the righteous gods, including His Majesty the Emperor Haotian."

Jueji clenched his fist suddenly: "If I kill Zhou Bai, where will the immortals find the pure blood human race to reproduce a new generation of humans?"

Jueji stared at the other party and said, "Do you provide it?"

Yan Zhenjun smiled and asked irresponsibly: "As long as you kill Zhou Bai, Ye Bingqiu can restore freedom. We will not interfere wherever you go with her in the future, as long as we don't contact the immortals."

"Think about it carefully."

"It is really hard to find in life to have such an opportunity to save regrets."

Seeing that Yan Zhenjun was about to leave, Jueji suddenly chased after him: "Wait..."

But the next moment, everything in front of him disappeared and he came to his senses. He was sitting cross-legged on the bed, as if he was breathing halfway.

"Dream?"

"The magic circle was not triggered, and the person who monitored me did not find out... Is it really no one, or is it the method of the righteous god?"

Jue Zi was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he suddenly pressed his left eye, and his soul power poured into it, and he immediately felt the difference in his eyes.

‘It’s really a sensation? That one just now wasn’t a dream? That Bingqiu…’

He then lowered his head and found a seal placed in front of him. His soul power swept up, and Yan Zhenjun's voice appeared in his ears again.

"This distorted weapon is temporarily lent to you, you can use it to kill Zhou Bai. The control method is as follows..."
Chapter completed!