Chapter 233, Gathering in the Temple

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Ye Duoduo hid behind a stone and wiped the sweat with sand on his face with his hands.

The sky at dusk gradually darkened.

"well--"

"I risked my life for the fire in the core of the earth!"

Ye Duoduo felt pain all over his body, so he took out a soul-gathering pill from his pocket to restore his soul power and feel the condensed and fused soul energy in his body.

Through the gap in the stone, I looked at the Menglan Holy Castle standing in front of me.

The Fire Tribe's Yanren territory is now heavily guarded.

The gate of Menglan Holy Castle is closed, and on the city wall, the Fire Tribe guard team, fully clothed, is patrolling the city wall.

Guarded by more than a dozen sacred birds, they hovered in the sky and scanned the surroundings of the Holy Castle with keen eyes. Whenever the wind or grass moves, it will chirp.

Ye Duoduo's face looked a little ugly. From a long distance away, he could feel that the souls of the guards were strong, like iron barrels, making it difficult to break into.

In front of the Holy Castle, the Fire Tribe Yanren occasionally mixed with other costumes. They looked cold, like pillars, standing on the city wall.

"These weird Fire Clan Flame People are all Flame King's escorts, and their soul power levels are indeed very high!"

Ye Duoduo huddled behind the stone, only smiling bitterly.

"Baby, don't be impatient! Hide here quietly. Alchemist Zhang Ming and others will come over soon. When the time comes to fight the soul, you can take the opportunity to sneak into the Holy Castle. Now, I will sense the Holy Castle. Is there a fire in the center of the earth, or is there a spiritual fire?”

Changduo's voice comes from the Xingyue Bodhi.

"Master, is there really a spiritual fire in the Holy Castle?"

A touch of joy appeared on Ye Duoduo's face.

I changed my clothes first and put a golden woolen coat on my body, just like the golden land of Nanzhou.

Chando said.

"Hey, baby, you have to be careful! There is a strong spirit coming this way."

Ye Duoduo's heart tightened and his breathing became slower.

The line of sight passed through the gap in the woolen coat, and the black spots in the distant sky turned into black shadows. In the blink of an eye, carrying the sound of breaking wind, they were already above Menglan Holy Castle.

A black shadow appeared, and the guards on the city wall noticed it.

Suddenly, the alarm sounded, and countless Fire Tribe Yan people raised their arrows and crossbows high, ready to shoot into the sky.

The black shadow stayed a hundred meters above the Holy Castle, and a cold shout sounded.

"Hato, the chief of the Yan people branch of the Fire Tribe, comes to see the King of Flame!"

The sound was like rolling thunder, resounding over the Nanzhou Continent.

Ye Duoduo's eyelids twitched.

"Oh, one of the eight chiefs of the Fire tribe and Yan people has arrived first."

Menglan Holy Castle is majestic and luxurious. In the spacious temple, a beautiful figure leans lazily on the back of a chair. Occasionally, he looks at the agate throne on the high platform and can only shake his head.

He rubbed his smooth forehead with his hand, and a touch of joy appeared on his pretty face. Outside the temple, a black shadow shot in like lightning.

"Hato, you are finally here."

Looking at the figure entering Menglan Holy Castle, King Yan could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Jie Yu, what happened in the clan? Three signals were sent out in succession. Could it be that from the Big Talk Empire, another magician is coming to fight for souls?"

The Fire Tribe Yanren who entered Menglan Holy Castle was obviously a man.

He has a strong build, and his thin clothes are draped casually on his body. There were strange black magic patterns drawn on both arms, and there were flaming flames on the palms, revealing a fierce soul energy.

This man is of equal status to her.

Jieyu sighed.

"well--"

The waist is slightly straightened, the figure is plump, and the figure is charming. Only the lazy look shows a dependence on things.

"Well, they are indeed here. Last night, I met them and the soul battle failed. I had no choice but to escape."

"snort--"

"Presumably, they have spied near the Holy Castle?"

"Oh, do you know their soul power levels?"

The man's eyes narrowed, and he came to the middle of the hall and sat in front of the spacious table. There was an unconcealable coldness in his voice.

"Among them, there is one magician, three magicians, and four magicians."

Jieyu pursed her red lips and said softly.

"Hato, it seems that you are in trouble? Why are these powerful souls here suddenly?"

Hato's face was solemn and he spoke in a deep voice.

"Have you reported it to King Yan? What did she say?"

"I have already reported it. However, King Yan's expression was calm and he just asked me to send a message to gather you in the temple."

Jieyu nodded.

"The magicians from the Big Talk Empire suddenly came to Nanzhou Continent. Do they have any conspiracy?"

Hato pondered for a while, looking a little confused.

"Last night, I was fighting with them. I heard from them that they were looking for the Flame King."

Jie Yuxian played with her hair with her fingers, looking very interested.

"Oh, they are looking for King Yan?"

Hatto was a little stunned.

"Aren't these magicians in Zhongzhou the most afraid of King Yan? Why are they suddenly looking for King Yan?"

"I don't know, what are they going to do? In the past, the magicians on Zhongzhou Continent had no time to hide from King Yan. But now they are bold enough to come to King Yan, and they even openly broke into my territory, entered the tribe, and came directly to the Holy Land. Palace. Could it be that their brains are broken?"

Jieyu taunted in a low voice.

At this time, Hato frowned, stood up and said.

"I want to see King Yan. I think we should figure things out."

"Don't go. Now King Yan, she doesn't want to see anyone. Now, even I can't see him. All the words were conveyed by the guard captain Duo Yan."

Jie Yu curled her lips and huddled her soft, boneless body in the chair, like a lazy and beautiful snake.

"The Flame King hasn't appeared yet, how can I see her? I want to try and see if I can see her?"

Hatto frowned, looking a little confused.

He was the only one who didn't believe it, so Jieyu could only snort. Just as he was about to close his eyes, his pretty face suddenly changed and he sat up from the chair. There was an icy cold expression in his narrow eyes, looking at the sky outside Menglan Holy Castle, there was a cold voice.

"Look, a group of magicians are coming!"

Jie Yu felt a few powerful souls suddenly appear outside Menglan Holy Castle.

Hato also sensed it. At that moment, his face darkened and he looked at her. Then, the two figures flashed past and appeared outside Menglan Holy Castle.

The body leaped rapidly into the sky.

After a while, the walls of the Holy Castle were already on alert.

Several hundred meters in the air, a soul beast was suspended in mid-air, and several figures were suspended not far in front of the flying dragon beast.

Several terrifying powerful souls emanate from these magicians.

The figure walked towards Menglan Holy Castle without any hurry or delay.

Coincidentally, the position where the crossbowmen stopped on the city wall was within their attack range.

Over the Menglan Holy Castle, two figures had already taken off, and Hato's cold shout contained a coldness, lingering in the sky.

"Who are you? Why did you trespass into the territory of the Fire Tribe's Yanren without permission, enter the tribal group, and openly break into the Menglan Holy Castle. If you don't want to provoke a soul fight between the Fire Tribe's Yanren and the Dahua Empire, I advise you, Where did you come from, or where are you going back?"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"It seems that this must be Hatto, the chief of the Yanren branch of the Fire Tribe, right?"

In mid-air, a middle-aged man with an extraordinary temperament slowly walked out with a smile on his face.

"Who are you?"

The dragon wings flapped slightly behind his back.

Hato's cold eyes glanced at the middle-aged man with a sneer.

"Oh, I'm the alchemist Zhang Ming!"

The middle-aged man didn't pay attention to Hato's expression at all, and only smiled slightly.

"Zhang Ming? Oh, Zhang Ming, the alchemist who is famous in the Big Talk Empire. Haha, it turns out you are here!"