If there is a magic pill to restore the soul, this time should be shortened a lot.

Lian Meng's beautiful eyes fell on the main hall gate, showing a trace of hesitation and fear.

"Lianmeng, go and knock on the door!" Sanqing said softly.

Lianmeng gritted her teeth lightly, nodded, came to the front of the hall, knocked on it, and said, "Zhuowen, three days is up!"

creak!

The palace door opened slowly, and what appeared in front of Lian Meng was not Zhuo Wen, but the green-haired mummy.

"Where is Zhuowen?"

Lian dreamed that there was no Zhuo Wen behind the green-haired mummy, so she couldn't help asking in doubt.

"My master is still in retreat, it will take some time, I will go with you first!"

The green-haired mummy stepped out of the hall door, then gently closed the hall door, and strode towards Sanqing.

Lianmeng frowned slightly, and she said in a deep voice, "What is Zhuo Wen doing in there? Is it just a temporary crutch? Three days, why are you still closed? Could it be that he ran away because of fear?"

The green-haired mummy sneered: "My master is not like your master, even if Sanqing escapes, he will not escape!"

Lianmeng's beautiful eyes showed anger, but Sanqing stopped Lianmeng.

"Let's go!"

Sanqing ignored the green-haired mummy, but walked towards Sanqing Mountain with Lianmeng and Xiaodaotong.

The green-haired mummy sneered, and followed Sanqing lazily.

However, the green-haired mummy was a little nervous.

He has also heard of that Binghui. It is said that he is a strong man outside the boundary, an existence at the level of breaking the sky.

Although he knew that Zhuo Wen was very strong, he was not sure if Zhuo Wen had a chance of winning against that Bing Hui.

Thinking that if Zhuo Wen died in Binghui's hands, his end would be extremely miserable, he was full of hesitation and fear.

When Sanqing walked down Sanqing Mountain, he found that Sanqing Street was already filled with a large number of monks.

These are all human monks from Sanqing Street. They are basically gathered at the foot of Sanqing Mountain, waiting for Sanqing.

All the cultivators in Sanqing Street have heard about Binghui, and they know that Binghui, an outsider, will visit Sanqing Street in person today.

The news of this kind of news caused waves of panic in Sanqing Street.

They entered and gathered at the foot of Sanqing Mountain, in fact, they pinned their hopes on Taoist Sanqing.

After all, Taoist Sanqing is the most powerful person in Sanqing Street, and even in the entire Tongtian Secret Realm.

"Sanqing, you're down! I got the news that the Binghui has successfully descended, and it's already in the Wu Tower on Honghuang Street. I think it will come to our Sanqing Street soon!"

At this moment, a strong middle-aged man in a black robe came to Sanqing.

If Zhuo Wen was present, he would definitely be familiar with the aura of this black-robed man. It was the Black King who brought him into the Slaughtering Heaven.

After Hei Wang finished speaking, he still looked suspiciously at the green-haired mummy following Sanqing, his eyes full of fear.

He could feel that the aura of the green-haired mummy was extremely strong, not inferior to him at all, and it should also be a strong man at the fourth peak.

Sanqing nodded and coughed, but his face was still pale.

Hei Wang saw that Sanqing's condition was not good, he frowned and said: "Are you... injured?"

Sanqing said in a low voice: "Something happened to Sanqing Palace, don't make it public, if that Binghui comes, I will deal with it myself!"

Hei Wang frowned more and more tightly, and he looked deeply at Sanqing.

He could clearly see that Sanqing was hurt by someone, which made his heart uneasy like waves.

Sanqing is a strong man at the peak of the fifth decline, who can hurt him.

"OK!"

Although he was puzzled, the black king still agreed.

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