At this time, outside the closed space, Qi Yun Zhenjun had already gone around the back of the closed space as Chen Qiye said and rescued the Pengshan Zhenjun.

After confirming that True Lord Pengshan did not passively, True Lord Qiyun couldn't help but worry about Chen Qiye coming.

He is a white-skinned gentleman, even if he kills Zhenjun Anguo, he is just a white-skinned gentleman.

The demon barons even had some difficulty in dealing with their earthly gentlemen, let alone the earthly gentlemen’s Shen Qiye.

After Qi Yun Zhenjun poured several recovery potions and healing potions for True Lord Pengshan, he knocked on the walls of the closed space to see if he had the ability to break in and help Chen Qiye.

But after just knocking on the wall a few randomly, he became desperate.

This wall was also created by the ancient civilization that created the divine tower. With the cultivation of his gentleman from the earth, it is impossible to break it.

He can only wait now, waiting for the closed space to open before determining who was coming out.

True Lord Qi Yun carried True Lord Pengshan back to the group of white-skinned gentlemen. Seeing the appearance of the two, the remaining white-skinned gentlemen immediately came over nervously.

"True Lord...True Lord! Where is Chen Qiye?"

True Lord Qi Yun sighed, "I'm in that closed space with the demon baron."

Everyone gasped, and everyone knew what this meant.

"this……"

"Why don't we run away first?"

Someone made a suggestion, "No matter how powerful Chen Qiye is, he is just a white-skinned gentleman. Facing the demon baron, he absolutely has no chance of winning!"

"I understand!"

Suddenly someone exclaimed: "Brother Qiye must have done this to buy us time to escape!"

"Or why would he stay in the same space with the demon baron!"

"He must have done this to give us time to escape!"

Everyone exclaimed, and their expressions became sad with irrepressible expressions.

Everyone was moved by the image of Chen Qiye that they had made up for. They looked at Qi Yun Zhenjun with grief and anger, with an expression of indescribable discomfort.

With their reminder, Zhenjun Qi Yun also remembered this incident, and he carefully thought about the possibility of such a thing.

After a long time, he shook his head, "It is unlikely, as I see, Chen Qiye is not the kind of person who can fight hopeless wars."

"But... this possibility is not without it."

"Let me do this, you white-skinned gentlemen leave the palace first and take the true Lord Pengshan together. I will stay here, waiting for the closed space to open."

"If Chen Qiye came out alive and no one was waiting for him here, he would be a little sad. If the demon baron came out, I could kill him."

True Lord Qi Yun said quietly, glanced at the remaining white-skinned gentleman, and did not find Chen Qiye's friends.

“Go out.”

"True Lord..." More than a dozen white-skinned gentlemen hesitated for a while, and while Zhenjun Qi Yun frowned, they decided to obey Zhenjun's words and leave here.

After all, if they stay here, if the demon baron comes out, it will only be a hostage.

After everyone left, Zhenjun Qi Yun sighed slightly and looked at the closed space in front of him with a sad expression, "Chen Qiye, Chen Qiye... Are you arrogant... or do you really have this kind of ability?"

He was worried that if Chen Qiye was killed by the demon baron, the blue light long sword, which was the second control core, would fall into the hands of the demon baron.

If that is true, I am afraid that he, the True Lord of Earth, can only be played with by the demon baron.

True Lord Qi Yun sat down cross-legged and adjusted his state. In order to cause a fatal blow to him when the demon baron appeared, True Lord Qi Yun adjusted all his states.

...

A group of white-skinned gentlemen who left, as soon as they walked out of the palace gate, they met two groups of people.

One group of people is a small group led by Cui Shu, and the other group of people is a team led by a white-skinned gentleman brought by Zhenjun Anguo.

The moment I saw the team, more than a dozen white-skinned gentlemen almost instantly set off fighting poses and stared at the group of people with great vigilance.

Cui Shu just raised his hand to greet him, and before he could say anything, he saw this change, and his face was suddenly shocked, and he pulled the rest of the people and hid next to him.

"What happened?" Monica widened her eyes and stared at the two confrontational teams in shock.

"I don't know, are there any internal strife?" Cui Shu whispered, his eyes very alert. If anything is found, he will take the people away immediately.

At this moment, the group of people who walked out of the palace made way for a passage. In the passage were two white-skinned gentlemen with sad faces, supporting a person in a very tragic state.

Cui Shu stared at the figure who was being supported in confusion.

The ragged clothes and body dissipated. The most terrifying thing is the huge blood hole on the chest, and the white bones can almost be seen.

Who is this person? Why is it so miserable?

Cui Shu scratched his head in confusion. How did the two of them support the seriously injured person coming to them?

"True Lord Pengshan???"

Before Cui Shu could recognize who the miserable figure was, Monica behind him exclaimed.

"What's wrong with you, True Lord Pengshan?" Monica exclaimed, hurriedly took out the recovery potion from her bag and went up to meet her.

"What's wrong with the True Lord?" Monica asked the two people who were supporting him.

The two white-skinned gentlemen said with grief and anger: "When the True Lord Pengshan was fighting with the demon baron, he was suddenly betrayed and transformed by the True Lord Anguo who had sneaked into this!"

"Impossible!" Before Monica could scream, the people in the surrounded Zhenjun An of the team immediately rebuked: "You dare to say that Zhenjun An of the Zhenjun rebelled!"
Chapter completed!