Deep in the blessed land.
"Little lady, how are you thinking about it?"
In front of a gorgeous palace, several people stood at the door, shouting something.
The person at the head was actually a Tongxuan realm monk!
However, the aura is weak. Looking at it like this, it seems that he has entered the Tongxuan realm in this blessed land. The current state has not yet been stabilized, so it seems that the aura is a little fuzzy.
Headed by this person, those around him are basically in the Return to Void Realm.
A dozen or so people surrounded the gorgeous palace.
This group of people had been calling the door for a long time. After a while, a middle-aged man walked out of the palace with a gloomy face.
The leader of the Tongxuan Realm monk raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Hey, isn't this the Master of Jing Pavilion?"
"What? Are you here to be the peacemaker again?"
Jing Haoran's face turned pale, and the aura in his body was fluctuating. It looked like he had been seriously injured.
Jing Haoran stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and coughed twice. He raised his eyes and looked at the crowd: "I told you, you can't take away any of the people here."
The strong man in the Tongxuan Realm had a smile on his face: "Master Jing Pavilion, why do you have to speak so harshly? We also have good intentions. Shouldn't we take care of each other in this hellish place?"
Jing Haoran sneered, "Don't think that I don't know what your plans are. I still say that you can't take away any of the people here."
"Unless you kill me."
The smile of the Tongxuan Realm master gradually solidified on his face. He looked at Jing Haoran with a sinister look: "Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"
Jing Haoran coughed a few more times. He looked up at the Tongxuan realm monk and said, "Try it."
After saying this, Jing Haoran turned around and walked back to the palace.
The Tongxuan Realm expert sneered, raised his hand, and then dropped it heavily!
In an instant, the Void Return Realm monks surrounding him began to continuously bombard the gorgeous palace with spells.
The whole palace was shaking...
In the palace, Hongyan was lying on a bed with a pale face, and Xiyuan and Hutao were taking care of her.
Hongyan's injury was quite serious. Previously, relying on the magical power of Chaos to travel through the void, everyone was able to enter this blessed land first. It was nothing at first. Everyone even got a lot of opportunities and magic weapons here.
Everyone's realm has also improved.
But the bad thing is, when everyone wants to leave, they find that no matter what, they can't get out.
Even Mo Li's natal magical power has lost its effect!
Hongyan tried to break it with force. After all, she was the only one here who had the highest level and the most lethal power.
Unexpectedly, the restraining power here is so strong.
Under the shock, Hongyan was severely injured and almost died!
If Jing Haoran hadn't taken out several precious elixirs and almost all of his coffin, Hongyan would have died soon.
As the saying goes, good fortune never comes in pairs, and misfortune never comes alone.
Just after Hongyan was seriously injured and fell into coma, the monks who came in later gradually made up their minds.
On the one hand, it was naturally for the magic weapon in their hands. Because of Xiyuan's guidance and Jing Haoran's ability to identify treasures, Hongyan and his group got many magic weapons on the mountain that were in excellent condition.
These things make those latecomers jealous.
On the other hand, these people have been trapped here for a long time, and they gradually have some dirty thoughts towards Hongyan and others.
As a last resort, Jing Haoran sacrificed this gorgeous palace. This palace was actually a magic weapon.
It was Jing Haoran, the real treasure at the bottom of the box was a very high-grade defensive magic weapon, and everyone hid in it, thus avoiding danger.
It's a pity that this magic weapon can't last long now.
The strong man outside the Tongxuan Realm, named Zhu Pei, had been trapped here for three years, but he was lucky enough to break through the Tongxuan Realm.
As a result, the situation of Jing Haoran and others became even worse.
After Jing Haoran walked back to the palace, a young man with a wooden sword on his waist walked over quickly.
"Master Jing Pavilion, are you okay?"
Jing Haoran coughed a few times in a low voice and waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, these people won't be able to break through my Crystal Palace for a while."
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole palace suddenly trembled violently.
The sounds of shattering lenses reached the ears of the two of them.
The expressions of both Jing Haoran and the young man changed.
The young man subconsciously grasped the handle of the wooden knife at his waist, and his eyes became a little sharper.
"Master Jing Pavilion, if this Crystal Palace cannot be saved, you take the others and leave, and I will hold them back!"
Jing Haoran smiled and patted the young man on the head, "Nonsense, what state are you in, and what state are those people outside?"
The boy's hand holding the handle of the knife kept exerting force, and the joints turned slightly white.
"Master Jing Pavilion, I have already reached the Soul Condensing Realm. I can help you!"
Jing Haoran said: "Don't worry, since I can bring you in, I will definitely take you out. If something happens to your kid, I won't be able to explain it to your master."
In three years, the once thin and dark boy has now grown a lot, and has actually reached Jing Haoran's shoulders. He lowered his head and remained silent, but the hand holding the knife showed no intention of letting go.
Jing Haoran looked at the young man who lowered his head and said nothing, and sighed in his heart.
"You kid, you are really like your master. No matter what situation you are in, you never admit defeat."
Jing Haoran patted his shoulder, "Go ahead, they need your protection more."
The young man bit his lip. He stood silently in front of a certain house, sat on the steps, took off the wooden knife from his waist, and placed it on his knees...
Inside the room, the girl Xiyuan looked nervous.
"Sister Hutao, can't we get out?"
Hutao smiled and took Xiyuan into her arms, patted her head gently, "Don't worry, you can definitely go out."
After not seeing each other for three years, the girl Xiyuan is almost growing up. In another year, she will be a grown-up girl.
In the courtyard, a burst of space fluctuations came out.
The young man Mo Li and a slender woman appeared here together.
Jing Haoran asked hurriedly: "How?"
The young man Mo Li didn't speak, just shook his head.
The slender, heroic woman had a solemn look on her face: "It is unrealistic to leave this blessed place. All we can do now is to leave here temporarily. Mo Li can take us to travel around the blessed place. In this way, Zhu Pei at least cannot determine our whereabouts."
Jing Haoran looked a little ugly, "It seems that this is the only way."
"Xiao Bai, you take Hongyan and others and leave first, I will stay behind."
The slender woman nodded seriously without any pretense.
But at this moment, a voice suddenly reached everyone’s ears!
"Walk?"
"Did I let you go?"
The next moment, the entire Crystal Palace exploded to pieces!
