"Alas..." The Saint of Light sighed heavily as she sensed Liangchen who was still struggling in her golden armor.
In order to carry out this mission, the temple used the spirit-imbuing magic to forcibly improve its own cultivation level, which was an act of destroying potential.
This time he was seriously injured, and it was definitely impossible to return to the middle stage of becoming a god.
In addition, she has another layer of worry, which is that the two of them have a sense of psychic light.
If the temple tried and killed him, she would definitely be implicated. She didn't know what the specific outcome would be.
After all, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, which may be a life-saving straw or a fatal weakness.
She thought about it and felt even heavier.
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And to the south of the mountains, there is an endless wilderness. There is no vegetation between the sky and the earth, and the undulating plains slide into the distance like endless lines.
The lines spread for about a thousand miles, and a majestic castle stood. A crescent moon hung leisurely on the sky, and the clear light fell on the castle like water, making the entire castle shine with silver light.
Different from the coldness outside the wasteland, the city is full of singing and dancing birds and busy traffic.
In the largest building in the middle, a man was sweating and moving in a ten-foot-high gauze tent, echoing with the breathing of a foreign beauty.
For a moment, the gauze flew up, the pink arms swayed, the buttocks trembled slightly, and the jade legs kicked wildly... The black-armored knight who was about to come to report was stunned outside the hall.
After a long time.
The sounds in the palace gradually subsided, and the black-armored knight waited outside the door for a while. After several women filed out, he slowly pushed the door open and entered.
"To the Holy Emperor, the Holy Lady does not want to move to Yin'an City." The black-armored knight knelt down to report, but out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of a woman still inside the gauze tent, who seemed to be naked, and he immediately lowered his head even lower.
"What! Why don't you want to see me?" The man lying on the bed suddenly sat up and roared.
His Royal Highness, the knight, was so shocked that he trembled all over.
The man has brown hair and a beard, and a pair of blue eyes filled with boundless anger. He is none other than the Mad Lion Holy Emperor, the Lord of the Southern Wilderness.
"The Saint is injured and needs to rest, and there is also a group of Holy Spirit Army waiting to join together, so..." the black-armored knight answered cautiously.
"In that case, I will personally go to greet you." After hearing this, the Mad Lion Saint Emperor's anger subsided slightly, and then he said directly.
The black-armored knight was startled when he heard this, but did not dare to dissuade him.
"Holy Emperor, something is wrong with this matter." A voice came from outside the door, and an old man in purple robe slowly walked into the hall holding a Zen staff as tall as a person.
"Master Mengtian came just in time." The Mad Lion Holy Emperor looked a little solemn when he saw the old man in purple robe. The woman next to him immediately hurriedly put pieces of clothes on him.
"The temple didn't even notify the Holy Emperor of this operation. It's reasonable not to summon him. The Holy Emperor doesn't need to worry about it." The purple-robed old man glanced at the gauze curtain and then shook his head gently.
The Lion Emperor is certainly a king with courage and means. He not only uses iron fist to build the independent Berserker tribe into an invincible steel army. He even dealt with many forces. He first used the power of the temple to kill the digital god-forming monks in Luozhou. He also secretly cooperated with the Demon Sect and finally led the Mad Warriors to defeat their old enemies and occupy most of the Southern Wilderness Continent in one fell swoop.
But the only shortcoming is that he likes beauty and is addicted to the cultivation of yin and yang.
The last time I went to the temple to be canonized as the Saint Emperor, I only saw the Saint from a distance, and I wanted to use the entire Southern Wilderness as a betrothal gift to marry the Saint.
Fortunately, the Imperial Master carefully considered the pros and cons and gave up his idea.
But even so, he has always been thinking about the Saint of Light.
The temple's siege on Wanren Mountain was carried out in secret, and the Lion Emperor was not informed of his assistance. It wasn't until something unexpected happened that the temple sent someone to inform her that the saint had to stay away from the border for the time being.
Hearing that the Saint of Light was injured, the Lion Emperor was extremely concerned and came with hundreds of thousands of black-armored troops to escort her.
Unexpectedly, she was rejected directly. The saint didn't want to see her.
"I am not here all because of the Saint. I also want to see if this Dongxi Sword Saint has three heads and six arms!"
"Not only did he kill Master Feng Tian, but he also destroyed one hundred thousand of my elites!" The Mad Lion Saint Emperor became even more angry as he spoke, and pushed the woman next to him away, "Get out!"
The woman was in pain, but she didn't dare to moan. She bit her silver teeth lightly, wrapped herself in a white mink fur and ran away.
When Master Mengtian heard these words, a little anger flashed in his eyes.
"I didn't expect that this time the temple would directly send people to sneak into the Sword Sect and capture the Dongxi Sword Master. What a surprise!"
"This can be regarded as revenge for Master Feng Tian!"
"Zhongzhou is missing a sword master, and there is also a mid-stage god-transformation major cultivator, and they still can't win!" The Crazy Lion Holy Emperor seemed to remember something and shook his head in disappointment.
"But Yunmengguo should be able to be won!" The Crazy Lion Saint Emperor's face softened slightly.
"I don't know if this person has any secrets in his body, which can make the temple cover up. But how can such a big thing be hidden?" Master Mengtian murmured.
"Yes! During the Battle of Wanren Mountain, the digital gods fell, Zhongzhou was in chaos, and the Sword Sect was searching for people in the temple. The news had already spread to all directions.
But in that message, it was said that the saint was in the middle stage of becoming a god. The last time I saw her was clearly in the early stage of becoming a god! "The Crazy Lion Holy Emperor was a little confused.
"I have been trapped in the early stage for hundreds of years. In just a few decades, there is no way she can advance to the middle stage!"
"However, I heard that the temple has the technique of instilling spirits that can make people improve their realm in a short time. But how can the gap between the realm of gods be filled at will?" The Crazy Lion Holy Emperor agreed, and the more he thought about it, the more surprised he became. .
I don’t know if the news that came was wrong, or if the temple really has a secret technique that defies the heavens. He thought about it, and then thought about the saint's peerless appearance, and suddenly he became impatient, and he wanted to see the saint even more!
"Leave tomorrow to meet the Saint." He said directly!
