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Ji Canghu said in a low voice: "This old thing, it turned out that he wanted to use the mask of the demon to provoke the forces of all parties to fight..."

The cultivators present tonight are basically cultivators in the God-calling realm, and they should be the leaders of the major forces in the Great Moon Kingdom.

If such a group of people died, it would undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the division of the forces of all parties in the Dayue Kingdom.

Luo Jing looked at the noisy banquet hall and said, "But with such an obvious conspiracy, will someone really be fooled?"

Ji Canghu looked around and said slowly, "Because it's Yangmou, this group of people can't resist."

"At the very least, Ximen Jie's group will definitely take action."

"And once someone makes a move, others may not be able to sit still. This is an open and honest opportunity to get the demon mask, and these people will not miss it."

Ji Canghu looked at the group of demon cultivators on the stairs, his eyes narrowed: "However, if Ying Feihong dares to promise such a lucky head, he is not afraid that a top master will really take away the demon mask?"

"According to the rules he just said, he won't take action. So if he wants to keep the demon mask, he can only count on the group of guests he invited..."

Ji Canghu looked at the top of the stairs and calculated silently: "Luo Yanyin's strength is average, Ning Yisheng is mysterious and weird, but Choosha Valley has never been good at killing."

"Among this group of people, only Guo Shouhu is the strongest."

"But Guo Shouhu may not be able to suppress the audience..."

Anyone with discernment can see that there are countless masters in the banquet hall at this time.

Although most people are not necessarily here to **** the demon mask, such as those from the Three Holy Lands and the Yexing Division, it should be their purpose to confirm the authenticity of the demon mask with their own eyes, and it is unlikely that they will **** it in the banquet hall.

But Ying Feihong's lucky draw is thrown out, I'm afraid that even this group of people from the Central Plains can't sit still...

Luo Jing whispered: "Could it be that Ying Feihong wants to blow up the descendants of the demons..."

The front foot of the descendant of the demons appeared in the Soul Refining Sect, and Ying Feihong began to publicize that he had the demon mask.

Now that I think about it, it seems like a coincidence.

But Luo Jing still didn't understand what this group of people wanted to do.

Fortunately, he didn't need to understand.

After all, they didn't come for the demon mask.

Seeing that everyone in the banquet hall was noisy, someone stood up first and wanted to take the initiative to participate in the fight.

Ji Canghu and Luo Jing sat in the crowd, watching the excitement.

The two people who came to power at the beginning were not very strong in their cultivation, and they were all in the transcendence realm.

But as people continued to lose, and people continued to take the stage, Ximen Jie's group soon couldn't sit still.

The boy in white, Ximen Jie, stood up directly, took the stage to fight, and defeated his opponent with one move. The incarnation of the spirit in white clothes appeared in the world, causing an uproar in an instant.

"God-calling master!"

Although there are not a few cultivators in the god-calling realm tonight, a master of the god-calling realm blatantly came out to participate in the competition, which changed the atmosphere of the scene.

Luo Jing could clearly see that the eyes of several people in the banquet hall changed.

In the end, a demon cultivator in the spirit-calling realm also stepped onto the competition stage, showing his incarnation of his divine soul.

The fight between the two god-calling demon cultivators made the banquet hall lively.

Ji Canghu said in a low voice, "This is the time... let's go."

After speaking, she quietly pulled Luo Jing up and walked outside the banquet hall.

The location of the two was on the edge of the banquet hall.

At this time, everyone's attention was on the stage, and Luo Jing's quiet departure did not attract much attention.

A maid stepped forward with a smile and asked the two of them what help they needed. Before Luo Jing could finish speaking, he saw Ji Canghu smile slightly.

Then a strange fragrance drifted by, and the little maid's eyes instantly became dull.

Then the little maid no longer asked, she turned around to lead the way, as if she was going to take the two of them somewhere.

With the little maid leading the way, Luo Jing and the others easily left the banquet square and went around to a secluded courtyard.

Occasionally I encountered patrolling soldiers asking questions on the road, but Ji Canghu smiled slightly, and a strange fragrance wafted past, and those patrolling soldiers gave up the questioning and left on their own.

Luo Jing couldn't help but wonder, "What kind of spell are you doing?"

All the way to confuse the mind and come in, so miraculous?

Ji Canghu smiled and said, "It's not a spell, it's a strange scent that can temporarily confuse perception."

"Okay, here we are."

Under the guidance of the little maid, the two walked through the palace continuously, and finally came to a green lotus pond.

Looking at the many lotus flowers quietly blooming under the moonlight in front of him, Luo Jing said in surprise, "Ying Qiuchan and Gu Chen live in the lotus pond?"

Next to this lotus pond, there is no room, there are walls on all sides, only a winding waterway spans across the lotus pond, and there is a small pavilion in the middle.

But the pavilion was empty on all sides, and it was even more impossible for people to live there.

Luo Jing couldn't help looking at Ji Canghu, suspecting that the other party had gone to the wrong place.

Ji Canghu said, "That's right, it's this lotus pond."

Ji Canghu said, and snapped his fingers at the little maid.

The dull-eyed little maid silently turned around and left, as if enchanted.

Standing in front of the lotus pond, Ji Canghu looked at the reflection of the moonlight, and his hands that fell by his side began to tremble again.

"That's it... that's right!"

"Liantai Pavilion..."

Ji Canghu was excited and nervous, and subconsciously grabbed Luo Jing's hand and said, "Brother, I finally found it!"

"Sixty years! I've been looking for sixty years, and I'm finally here!"

She was a little excited and took out a small jade gourd from her bosom, UU reading www.uukanshu.com said: ""The Immortal Dao Refinement Magic", and the whereabouts of my younger brother..."

Ji Canghu looked at Luo Jing with excited eyes: "Let's go, brother, let's go over."

It seems that the pavilion in the lotus pond of the pavilion is the final destination?

Luo Jing looked at the excited Ji Canghu and knew that the old fox didn't need to tease him at such a time.

But just as Luo Jing was about to step forward, a cold voice sounded from behind Luo Jing.

"So what you're looking for is "Immortal Refinement Magic"?"

This familiar voice made Luo Jing's scalp tingle.

He turned around abruptly, and sure enough, he saw the familiar girl in green clothes standing several meters away, looking at him coldly.

The two looked at each other, and Luo Jing saw the killing intent in Lu Li's eyes.

There was also a sneer at the corner of the girl's mouth.

"When you were in the Soul Refining Sect, you escaped fast enough... Luo Jing."

The cold whisper of the girl in Tsing Yi made Ji Canghu beside Luo Jing stunned for a moment.

The woman looked at Luo Jing in astonishment, suspecting that she had heard it wrong.

"Luo Jing?!"

She looked at Luo Jing in disbelief and said, "Luo Jing of the Luo family in Sanhuai City? Are you really that Luo Jing?"

"Then you are..." Ji Canghu looked at the girl in Tsing Yi in front of him, and was extremely stunned: "Heavenly Demon descendant?!"

Ji Canghu, who has always taken pleasure in playing with people's hearts, found out for the first time that he had been deceived!

And it was deceived round and round!

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ps: that... a little fish today, two more