"It's not certain yet. There is no basis for judgment." Lin Xiang paused, "However, from my personal feeling, it is very possible."

Jingxuan said anxiously: "Why don't you contact the alliance leader quickly? Let the alliance leader suppress this person!"

"Alliance leader?" Lin Xiangjuan's face was full of bitterness, "The alliance leader has been seriously injured and will die soon! Our eight sects are now useless! If the person outside can really suppress and kill Zhenjun Xianxia, ​​not only

You can’t expose it, and you have to be careful to accompany him! Otherwise, if he gets angry..."

"How can it be?"

"Senior brother, what are you talking about?"

"The alliance leader is a god-refiner! How could that be?"

"The root is still in that fate card!" Lin Xiangjuan smiled bitterly, "I don't know what Zhenjun Xixia was thinking. He actually hid a spell in the fate card. After it was broken, the karma poured out and infected the unprepared alliance leader.

With many elders! To make matters worse, someone else sneaked into the mountain gate at that time, and the leader of the alliance suffered heavy losses!"

After a pause, he said to Zhang Zhuang and Ma Yuanzhong: "Before the two junior brothers left, the alliance leader was seriously injured. In order to prevent the spread of the spell, he insisted on opening an altar to bless the disciples on the island! Otherwise, we will just stay here

Mentioning the name of the True Monarch Fuxia on the island will contaminate karma!"

The remaining three people also understood why Lin Xiangjuan was able to see through the identity of "Chen Chuan".

"This person enters the formation as usual, talks about the name of the true king and is not affected by the karma of the spell. Either his cultivation level is higher than that of the person who casts the spell, or..."

Lin Xiang rolled his eyes and was frightened.

Jingxuan was shocked: "Behead the person who cast the spell! Break the karma!"

At this time, a voice came from the center of the room——

"Yes, this person is most likely the real culprit who killed Fengxia."

The person who spoke was a painting on the wall. The man in the painting was wearing a black cloak, with a long beard hanging down his chest, his eyes were glowing with blood, he was not angry and intimidating, his cheeks were sunken, and his complexion was as pale as paper.

"I've met the leader!"

When several people saw the man in the painting, they immediately bowed and saluted.

"No need to be polite." The person in the painting shook his head gently, "Since Xiang Juan has told you and others, you should also understand the current crisis. That person has a mysterious origin and is not something you can deal with. Remember not to let him

When you see the clues, you must first stabilize."

"Yes Yes."

"Xiangjuan." The person in the painting said to Lin Xiangjuan again: "Don't show any flaws, first find a way to lead people to the Red Blood Gate. I still have some strength left, but I am no longer able to leave the mountain gate. You lead the people over.

, I will eliminate hidden dangers for you in the end, and when the disciples who have traveled abroad return, I will seal the mountain for a hundred years, cough cough cough——"

"Alliance leader!"

Seeing his appearance, several people looked sad as they thought about the situation of the alliance.

Jingxuan couldn't help but said: "I think about how I, the Eight Sect, have been so wronged since I came to dominate the Northern Territory. I was cut off as the mainstay of the sect, and I still have to laugh along with it, and treat a fake elder..."

"If it's fake, it can't be true after all!" The man in the painting caressed his chest and looked at several people, "Although I have been plotted, not just anyone can come to the Eight Sects and act recklessly! Even if he suppresses Xiuxia! Only

When this person comes to the Red Blood Sect, make him pay the price!"
Chapter completed!