Ning Yuzhen stood in front of the formation, her white dress fluttering.
Her beautiful face was shrouded in a layer of faint divine light, like a goddess from the nine Heavens, out of the world.
She shouted in all directions.
And behind her, stood a number of beautiful figures, all female cultivators, they were the elders of Jing Yan Zhai.
The person in the lead was a beautiful woman in a White Palace dress. She held a Jade bottle in her hand, and a layer of clear light spread out, protecting the people of the Jing Yan house.
"Everyone, think about it. How could a declining family like the Yun family suddenly take over this immortal Palace and set up such a trap? I'm afraid they wouldn't dare to do it even if they had more guts!"
Ning Yuzhen said again,"only that Tang guy would dare to be so bold! He must have incited the Yun family to do this. "
"This ..."
Many people from the four major camps were somewhat hesitant.
