"Opening the Heart of God can improve me almost tenfold in all directions, but the consumption is too intense. Now I can only hold on for three breaths!"
Seeing the appearance of the gods-forming elders, Jian Wushuang realized that he could not kill Liu Mengyao, so the golden light in his eyes dissipated and he closed the Heart of God.
And he also suppressed his curiosity about the powerful ability of the Heart of God, wanting to see what the Holy Lord of the Red Dust wanted to play with!
"Holy Son, okay, why do you want to kill my disciple?"
Sure enough, Holy Lord Hongchen spoke, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he questioned Jian Wushuang.
At the same time, several other elders also spoke and blamed Jian Wushuang.
"Holy Son, how could you attack the Saint?"
"A perfect foundation-building monster, how important that is, can't die here."
"What exactly happened? Isn't the saint the saint's fiancée?"
Several elders frowned, obviously not knowing the whole story.
At this moment, Liu Mengyao also pretended to be pitiful and cried: "Elder brother, what did Mengyao do wrong?"
Hearing her voice, the faces of the elders turned darker.
"Look at how this girl has been bullied!"
"Holy Son, how could you do this to others?"
Several older elders were all furious, looking like they hated iron.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Hearing this, Jian Wushuang suddenly laughed: "Holy Lord, what a coincidence that you came here. I have to suspect that you have seen everything."
Hearing this, Holy Lord Hongchen's face turned cold, and he snorted coldly: "Holy Son, what are you talking about?"
"As soon as I heard the noise, I saw that you were going to kill my disciple as soon as I came in. Although you are a disciple of Lord Jie, aren't you too arrogant?"
"Haha, the Holy Master is right, Holy Son, you are too domineering, simply lawless!" Another elder echoed: "Also, Mengyao is a saint, how can you allow you to humiliate her wantonly?"
"No matter how bad the saint is, she is still a saint from the Holy Land. What's more, the saint is a perfect foundation-building evil genius!"
One by one, the elders accused him angrily.
These elders were clearly with the Holy Master and were on Liu Mengyao's side.
"I saw it. She wanted to kill me. Master fought her to protect me!"
Xiaoxue ran over to defend her master.
"A mortal who is only at the first level of Qi training, who would believe what you say?"
"That's right, Mengyao is the most outstanding saint in our Holy Land. How could she kill others? There must be a hidden agenda in this matter!"
"Holy Son, you must give an explanation, otherwise don't blame me for waiting to report to the ancestor!"
A group of god-transforming elders said aggressively.
"you........"
Jian Wushuang's eyes gradually turned cold. Although he knew in his previous life that the only people who protected him in the Holy Land were his ancestor and his master, he was still very angry at this moment.
The other elders may have been deceived by Liu Mengyao's appearance, but Holy Lord Hongchen definitely knows!
Jian Wushuang didn't believe that she would come by such a coincidence!
"Big brother!"
"Why did you kill Mengyao? What did Mengyao do wrong? Do you insist on putting Mengyao to death?"
At this moment, Liu Mengyao turned into a well-behaved saint again, looking at Jian Wushuang with pear blossoms in her eyes.
The Holy Lord of Hongchen on the side snorted coldly: "Holy Son, if you don't explain clearly to Mengyao today, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Explain? What do you want me to explain?" Jian Wushuang said indifferently with a sneer on his lips.
"Of course I am telling you why you want to kill Mengyao? The reason why you want to kill Mengyao!" The Holy Lord of the Red Dust shouted: "In this Holy Land of the Red Dust, we will never allow anyone to harm the Saint!"
"Tear!"
Jian Wushuang decisively tore off a piece of his white robe, his hands stained with blood, and started writing on it.
After a moment, he threw the blood book directly on Liu Mengyao and said coldly: "This is my explanation!"
"this......"
The blood book flew down, Liu Mengyao caught it, looked at the writing on it, and was stunned for a moment.
She never expected that the blood letter was actually a letter of divorce!
Not only was she stunned, the Holy Lord of Hongchen and the elders who transformed into gods were also stunned. They did not expect that Jian Wushuang was so crazy!
Using robes as paper and blood as ink, this is the most decisive way, which means you can never turn back!
"From now on, I, Jian Wushuang, will have nothing to do with you, Liu Mengyao!"
Jian Wushuang's cold voice came out slowly.
As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly became quiet.
Everyone looked at him in astonishment, with expressions of disbelief.
"Holy Son, are you crazy?"
"What did you say?"
"Can you say that again?"
A group of elders couldn't believe their ears. Liu Mengyao had built a perfect foundation and was a powerful figure in the country. She didn't even want Jian Wushuang?
"Holy Son, this engagement was made by Lord Jie. How can you destroy it just because you want to?" Holy Lord Hongchen took a deep breath to calm down the shock in his heart.
Jian Wushuang paused slightly. At the beginning, he was the one who asked the master to help him propose marriage.
But who knew that Liu Mengyao wanted to take advantage of him?
"Holy Lord, my master will be able to break through and become a saint today. He said that I have to make the final decision on my affairs!"
"This is my explanation. If you don't accept it, go and report it to my master and let him punish me!"
Jian Wushuang said, his tone was sonorous and powerful, revealing a sense of domineering.
Hearing this, everyone fell silent.
If Jie Zun becomes a saint, who else can suppress him in the holy land of mortals?
Even though the God Transformation expert is powerful, what does it mean in front of Jie Zun?
"That's all, let me handle the younger generation's affairs by myself. Now is the world of young people, and we are already old."
An elder who transformed into a god sighed softly and retreated. This was a compromise.
"Since the Saint is fine, let's forget it."
Immediately afterwards, the remaining elders of the Transformation God also left one after another.
Although they are of the same lineage as the Holy Lord, they do not want to offend Lord Jie.
How many protectors Jie Zun has, this was proven with countless blood in a holy place three thousand years ago.
"Let's let this matter go, Mengyao, follow me back to Hongchen Peak!"
In the end, Holy Lord Hongchen looked deeply at Jian Wushuang and took Liu Mengyao away.
After Liu Mengyao left, he turned back and smiled strangely at Jian Wushuang.
"Jian Wushuang, I lost today, but after all, I am a level lower than yours. Let's have a real showdown at the same level someday!"
A sound came into Jian Wushuang's ears, and it was Liu Mengyao's voice.
"Anytime!"
Jian Wushuang said without fear.
Soon, all the people watching around dispersed.
At this point, this farce is finally over.
"Sure enough, strength is the most important thing. If I had Master's strength today, who could stop me from killing Liu Mengyao?"
Looking at the completely destroyed valley, Jian Wushuang secretly clenched his fists and muttered to himself.
Today's incident touched him a lot and made him understand something.
In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected!
Even if you are extremely talented, you are nothing until you grow up!
Jian Wushuang is sure that if there is no Jie Zun behind him, then he will definitely be punished!
"Master, you are injured, let Xiaoxue bandage you!" Xiaoxue ran over and wiped the blood from Jian Wushuang's mouth with a towel.
Seeing that there were still people who cared about him, Jian Wushuang's lips showed a touch of tenderness, he reached out and touched Xiaoxue's head, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm fine!"
