The Soul-Suppressing Heavenly Lord did not go deep into the Thunder Prison.

He was sitting outside the Thunder Prison, with a sad face, as if he was meditating on something.

It seems to be afraid of something.

"Master..." Master Du Tian came forward, hesitating and wondering what to say.

When the Soul-Suppressing Heavenly Lord saw his expression, he frowned and said, "What's going on?"

The Dutian Sect Master said in detail the news from Meteor Island.

The more the Soul-Suppressing Heavenly Lord heard, his brows became tighter. In the end, he was not as angry as the Dutian leader imagined. Instead, he sighed and said, "Oh, the boy Mie Wuhui is a kind of character and competitive boy, which is really a big deal for me."

Master Dutian did not answer the conversation.

He instinctively felt that although the Soul-Suppressing Heavenly Lord was extremely disappointed with the matter of Meteor Island, it was not as strong as he imagined, and even a hint of absent-mindedness.

What's going on?

He was about to ask, but the Soul-Suppressing Heavenly Lord turned back and looked at Lei Zhuo.

"Did you feel it? There is a peerless and fierce thing in it, and it is about to appear."

There was a faint look of despair on the face of the Soul-Suppressing Heavenly Lord, and said, "Maybe we were all wrong. This Thunder Dao is not a Jedi, but a place of innate treasures for cultivation. The two creatures imprisoned by us are afraid they will go against the will of heaven."

"What?"

The Dutian Sect Master's surprise was extraordinary.

"How is this possible?" He looked at Lei Yu in disbelief and said, "We have imprisoned many creatures among them. Back then, even that one... was dead. Those two creatures, even if they are not dead now, will be refined to death sooner or later. How could it be..."

A great terror arose in his heart.

The Soul-Suppressing Heavenly Lord shook his head and said, "Let's go, leave here."

"Ah?" Master Du Tian didn't understand why.

The Soul-Suppressing Heavenly Lord said, "The two people in the Thunder Prison are almost unable to suppress them. Follow me to return to the headquarters of the Wanxian Alliance. You can only ask the people above to deal with this matter. Otherwise, if you are not careful, you will lose all the entire Dongshengzhou, and you will probably fall into the Thunder Hell."

Before the Dutian Sect Master asked anything else, the Soul-Suppressing Heavenly Lord turned around and walked out.

The heart of the Dutian Sect Master was filled with storm.

He had hoped before that he could go to the headquarters of the Wanxian Alliance, the true core of the immortal source in the legend, the place where the power that controls the most original source of the entire immortal world, and the miracle place where countless powerful people can be cultivated and created at any time. He wanted to go in his dreams.

But unexpectedly, this dream is coming true now.

This is achieved in this way.

After walking a few steps, Master Dutian suddenly remembered something and said, "What should I do if Mie Wuyu?" At this time, Mie Wuyu was still on Meteor Island. I am afraid that I will not live long. Should I also take it to the headquarters of Wanxian Alliance for treatment together?

The Soul-Suppressing Heavenly Lord said without looking back: "It depends on his own fortune, we can't control it."

On this day, the two top giants of the Demon-Suppressing Pavilion went to the headquarters of the Wanxian Alliance.

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On the meteor island.

The dinner is over.

Meng Xiongfei's face, with three points of anger and seven points of depressedness, left the square of the Temple of the Sun, and never looked back. Under the moonlit night, his back was bleak.

There were less than a thousand people who left with him.

What is this concept?

There were more than ten thousand people attending the celebration dinner convened by the Great Immortal Lord this time, including more than 3,000 high-level generals from the Demon-Suppressing Pavilion, officials from various prefectures, and strong men.

But in the end, there were only about 900 people who did not choose the Dongfang Night Blade camp of the Great Immortal Lord.

In other words, at least two-thirds of the people who originally belonged to the Demon-Shenge Pavilion rebelled.

This result is definitely a fatal blow to Meng Xiongfei.

Under the gaze of Dongfang Yebian, he could no longer threaten or save these people strongly, so he could only leave resolutely.

The moment he turned around and left the table, Meng Xiongfei's heart was a little cold.

He knew that after today, the influence of the Demon-Shenzhen Pavilion on the Meteor Island of the Great Immortal Court will be completely over. It is basically a dream to have an impact on the Great Immortal Court.

Moreover, this is just the beginning.

After Dongfang Yebian stabilizes his basic plate, subsequent cleaning activities will be launched one after another.

In this event to eliminate dissidents, the voice and control of the Demon-Shenge Pavilion on Meteor Island will further decline, including the position of the chief throne of the official palace and the chief throne of the military palace. It will not take long for him to fall.

In addition, the entire small immortal courtyard of the 36 palaces of the East Holy Continent will gradually be mastered by the Dongfang Ye Blade Association.

A new, giant like the former demon-suppressing pavilion will rise.

And these people will be stepping stones to the rise of this behemoth.

Unless, something particularly big happens.

Meng Xiongfei's heart is full of sorrow.

The defeated general is at dusk.

Before today, he had never thought that the situation in the Demon-Suppressing Pavilion would go from a big to a sharp turn, and it took only a few hours.

Return to the military palace.

After hearing Meng Xiongfei's description, Liu Yizhi sighed.

The two people were outside the quiet room where they had no desire to cultivate, and they were speechless for a long time.

After a while, Liu Yizhi suddenly realized something and said, "You mean, Mu Mu did not appear at the celebration banquet tonight?"

Meng Xiongfei said: "Yes, the reason given by Dongfang Yebian is that Mu Mu has made major understanding and breakthroughs in today's battle and is consolidating his realm, so it is not convenient to participate. He can leave the customs in a few days."

Liu Yizhi touched his chin, thinking about something.

One night passed.

The two powerful and powerful throne sat quietly in the courtyard with a frown.

Early the next morning.

The morning light is faintly dewed.

The fog is covered with frost on the earth.

The confidant who had taken a photo of following the famous doctors on Meteor Island hurried over and said, "Sir, there is really something happening..."

As expected, the Xingfu went to find several well-known immortal doctors in succession.

Among them is the old man from Ming.

"It is said that he went to treat a chief in the Zhengfu, but the entire diagnosis and treatment process was extremely mysterious. The immortal doctors did not see the true face of the chief. Moreover, this person suffered a battle injury, not a sick person. The immortal doctors who went to the medical treatment were basically detained. Only one of them was able to come out because of the chief of the Workshop's chief lord, and his subordinates found an opportunity to ask questions on the way and realized this. At the beginning, the immortal doctor refused to speak. The Zhengfu had already spoken. If any information was leaked, he would be distracted. The subordinates spent a huge price to let him reveal a little information."

The confidant added.

There was some light in Liu Yizhi's eyes.

"Good, you've done a good job, go down and receive the reward."

Liu Yizhi even patted the subordinate's shoulder affectionately.

The latter was flattered and after the salute

, turn around and leave.

"Did you hear something?" Liu Yizhi looked at Meng Xiongfei.

Meng Xiongfei also rarely showed a smile on his face and said, "It seems that Mu Mu's injuries are not much better than Mr. Mie Wuyu. I am afraid that even if a person survives, his cultivation will be ruined. Haha, this is definitely great news."

Liu Yizhi nodded and said, "Yes, Mu Mu Ruohuan, the Dongfang Ye Blade's aura has not yet relied on half, no, it can even be said to be 70% less. Haha, the situation may not be that bad for us."

Meng Xiongfei nodded, but still had a hint of doubt and said, "Will there be a fraud?"

Liu Yizhi thought for a moment, shook his head apart and said, "It shouldn't be."

As he said, a confident smile gradually leaked from his face, saying, "Otherwise, Dongfang Ye Ren would not have held a dinner so urgently and forced everyone to express their opinions. Think about it, this so-called celebration banquet has not appeared the most. Why? If Mu Mu was really comprehending the gains of the battle, Dongfang Ye Ren could have waited for a few more days to wait for Mu Mu to come out of seclusion, why can't he even wait for these days? There is only one explanation. He is afraid that Mu Mu will still not be able to show up after a few days. At that time, the news will eventually be leaked. At that time, the effect will not be better than tonight, so he eagerly wants to cook the raw rice into a cooked rice."

Meng Xiongfei nodded and said, "It makes sense."

The spirit of the two people was much more exciting.

"If this is the case, can we [.] spread it out and tear down our Great Immortal Lord's platform?" Meng Xiongfei laughed.

Liu Yizhi said: "No, we pretend not to know."

"Hmm?" Meng Xiongfei looked at him.

Liu Yizhi sneered and said, "Let Dongfang Yeren be proud for a while first. At that time, he can give him a fatal blow, hahahaha."

As he was talking, a confidant suddenly came quickly.

"Sir, there is news coming from Yaozhu Mountain." My confidant presented a jade technique.

Liu Yizhi took it, injected the immortal essence, looked carefully, and was shocked, and said, "The Heavenly Lord ordered me to lead my troops out of the Meteor Island and go to Xuanshuang Mansion."
To be continued...