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Chapter 590 The rain came to the Eighth Palace(2/3)

  Subsequently.

 “Boom!”

 A big hole was opened directly!

Everyone looked at it in astonishment and were shocked.

 Such a crude boundary-breaking technique is completely different from Ye Xiaotian's space teleportation.

At first glance, it seemed that someone had broken in again.

While the people in white clothes were still looking a little dumbfounded, the spiritual array in this space suddenly sounded an alarm.

At this moment, everyone’s expressions changed drastically.

 “Enemy attack!!!”

“What the hell, enemy attack? Open the protective spiritual formation, open it! Hurry up!”

"Hey, this short white-haired guy was trying to fool me. I thought someone else was coming to pick him up, but I never thought..."

 “The white cave is broken!”

  When the last sound of the scream was heard in the air, everyone stopped talking nonsense and immediately performed their duties and returned to their respective posts.

 Form up the formation, get into position, raise your Qi and condense your energy, get ready to go...

The black hole in the sky is gradually expanding.

At this moment, even Gou Wuyue's pores opened slightly.

 The White Cave is broken?

 “Boom!”

 Scenes that have appeared in dreams for many days, when it comes to reality, no one has the same relaxed posture as in a dream.

 Get ready for this moment!

 Life and death will also be in this next war!

  “Whoosh~”

The cool breeze suddenly swept through the entire surrounding area of ​​the Eight Palaces.

 The sky became dark.

  Subsequently.

"L……"

 A drizzle fell.

 Following it, it turned into the sound of "pattering" rain.

"rain?"

The crowd in white clothes were like frightened birds, not even daring to touch the raindrops, and were isolated one by one with their spiritual energy.

“This rain shouldn’t be an enemy, right?”

Looking at Gou Wuyue reaching out to touch the rain without any precautions, someone finally remembered something.

“Yes, there should be no water-type people in the white cave, and none of the three people who entered the cave have water-type abilities.”

"This rain belongs to our own people..."

 “Yulingdi!”

 “It’s the leader of the Spiritual Department!”

 Suddenly everyone relaxed again.

They had heard about it for a long time. Senior Wuyue called for help, and there was such a famous person among them.

Gou Wuyue spread her hands, her eyes suddenly opened as she silently comprehended everything, and said: "Everyone, pull off the Lingyuan shield. This is the first-line information from the White Cave brought by Yu Lingdi!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately dropped their guard and reached out to touch this first-hand information.

                                   .

As raindrops fell on my palms, frames of pictures emerged in my mind:

 The battlers in Lijian Grassland have disappeared, leaving only a few practitioners who have not been included in the ancient book space and are confused in the same place.

 Operation White Clothes, enter the White Cave for the first time, and recover all the experienced ones.

 A long, blank period of waiting.

 Then, the Lijian Grassland was dotted with a bit of cold light, and then an explosion came, causing a sensation in the entire White Cave World.

Hong Yi appears...

 The storyteller appears...

 The second son of Shengnu appears...

 The masked man, Cen Qiaofu, appeared when Wen Ming...

 Scene after scene, frame by frame, like a movie replay, quickly passed through the minds of many white-clothed people.

 Everyone suddenly understood what had happened in the White Cave while waiting outside.

 And most importantly...

 “From the Holy Slave, declare war?!”

 When everyone returned and opened their eyes, their expressions were already extremely solemn.

 “The leader of the Holy Slave, the ten major Taixu, there are four sword movements, and...a declaration of war?”

 Everyone feels that their worldview has been forcibly expanded.

 Because according to the information previously obtained, the Holy Slave is not such a powerful organization at all.

 According to what the leader of the Holy Slave said in front of Wen Ming, these forces should have been uprooted more than ten years ago.

How could it be allowed to grow?

 “Are you kidding me?”

 “And what about Cenqiaofu? It’s not Zhandao, but Taixu?”

“The storyteller, who has reached the pinnacle of Dao? He is actually not too weak yet? And what we were chasing before was just an incarnation?”

 The information came a bit unexpectedly and explosively, and everyone couldn't accept it for a while.

“Yu Lingdi, you have done a great job!”

Gou Wuyue clenched his fists. He really didn't expect that in just so many years, Saint Slave could develop to such a powerful level.

Evidently those people on the surface are all being imprisoned in white clothes and guarded in a certain place.

If you want to move, I'm afraid there will be hundreds of pairs of eyes watching you immediately.

 But secretly, the Holy Slave still has this kind of strength?

 “Be alert!”

Gou Wuyue directly picked up the famous sword Nulan Zhisheng in his hand.

With one drink, the void spiritual array was shrouded in light, directly blocking all spaces on this side, including the sub-teleportation function in the space flow.

 “The only exit from the White Cave... is in the Eight Palaces.”

Gou Wuyue raised his chin slightly, his eyes filled with sword intent, "Come on!"

 …

"water?"

 Several people in Ling Palace have fallen to the edge under Ye Xiaotian's teleportation.

 They do not intend to participate in this battle.

Zhao Xidong listened to the exchange between Gou Wuyue and Bai Yi, and secretly stretched out his hand outside the isolation of space, feeling the beating of raindrops.

 However, apart from the coldness in his palms, no information entered his mind.

 “What’s going on?”

 “Am I being excluded?”

 Zhao Xidong turned his head, with a blank look on his face.

Xiao Qixiu squinted his eyes and watched everything: "Obviously, this water is guided. You are not a man in white, so he will not pass on information to you."

“Yulingdi...” Ye Xiaotian murmured softly.

“Who is Yu Lingdi?” Zhao Xidong asked curiously.

Seeing that the dean did not reply, he turned his attention to Boss Xiao.

Xiao Qixiu's eyes were a little solemn and he said: "Holy God Continent, spiritual master, spirit essence, elements, mysteries... Do you understand these?"
To be continued...
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