The mist is steaming and the thunder is surging.
In this boundless sword valley, an old man was flying rapidly at a speed invisible to the naked eye. The huge sound of breaking through the air almost disturbed all the creatures and ghosts in the ghost mist below.
But the pressure that was as thick as a mountain radiated from the old man even made those ghosts who only knew how to kill violently feel a sense of fear.
With the howling wind and messy white hair, Luo Zhiyuan ran at full speed with a gloomy face.
He has not been doing well these days.
As the Holy Lord of the Jiantian Pavilion, the Grand Siming of the Seven Jiantian Clan with the surname Luo, he holds such huge authority that few people in the world can surpass him except for the high-ranking Pavilion Master.
Having held a high position for many years, he had not experienced the emotion called nervousness for a long time.
But now, this kind of thing is really happening.
Because the losers under his command not long ago informed him that Saint Tianye was missing.
According to the regulations of Jiantian Pavilion, any venerable person who goes out with the Holy Son is regarded as the Protector of the Holy Son.
Any discrepancies, regardless of status or cultivation level, will be strictly investigated and handled by the pavilion master himself.
Thinking of this,
Luo Zhiyuan's wrinkled face was so gloomy that it seemed like it could drip water.
The legitimacy of all the powers within the Jiantian Pavilion comes from the Yantian Jue, which holds the "immortal power" and can deduce the secrets of heaven.
However, Yantian Jue is a dead thing with no independent consciousness, so the pavilion masters and saints and saints who practice Yantian Jue naturally become its agents.
And this legitimacy also led to the birth of a deformed power system.
Regardless of cultivation level, age, or origin, even if he was just a three-year-old beggar on the roadside before, once he is selected as a holy son or a saint, his status will be directly above that of any saint, and he will be on the same level as the pavilion master. 's agent.
Although the Sons and Saints are candidates for the Pavilion Master, the Pavilion Master is not the superior of the Saints and Saints.
Compared to a superior, the Pavilion Master is more like a guide to the Holy Son and Saint Daughter.
certainly,
This is just status, not actual power.
But even if power is not involved, the status of the saint as the same level as the pavilion master is not something that Luo Zhiyuan, a saint, can afford alone.
The crime of killing the saint due to poor protection is equivalent to killing the master of the pavilion.
Once they are really investigated, the entire Luo clan may have to shed a layer of skin!
With so many thoughts on his mind, Luo Zhiyuan once again increased his speed several times.
Saint Tianye's soul jade tablet was crushed, indicating that she was in danger of life and death, and he had to rush over as quickly as possible.
The wind is so fast that it can travel several miles in a blink of an eye.
The saint's full burst of speed directly turned the boundless mist upside down.
But it is precisely because of his unscrupulous actions that some of the beings in the deepest parts of the Sword Valley have been attracted by his attention, and dozens of terrifying auras have almost locked him, but fortunately these deepest beings have been Chu's existence was just waiting and watching at the moment and did not take any action to stop him.
Galloping at full speed, Luo Zhiyuan reached the source of the soul power fluctuation in just a quarter of an hour.
Slowing down and hanging in the void, Luo Zhiyuan's solemn gaze swept below, as thick as the mist of the night, which was invisible in his eyes.
All you can see below is a swamp landform, with tree branches and leaves, along with thousands of corpses, deposited in the decaying fluid that has remained unchanged for thousands of years. Bubbles gush out and spray marsh gas, carrying a chilling poison.
However, these were ignored by Luo Zhiyuan, and his eyes were locked on the woman below almost instantly.
Dressed in delicate black clothes and white brocade silk, who could she be if she wasn't the saint who had been missing for nearly a decade?
With his mind at ease, Luo Zhiyuan just breathed out a breath, and then he noticed that there was a woman standing next to Tian Ye.
Judging from her appearance, it seemed that she was the woman named Tian Yan that they were chasing.
Doubts arose along with vigilance, and Luo Zhiyuan's soothed brows wrinkled again.
The method of exploration quietly penetrated.
The holy source was swayed, and within a few breaths, there was a strange look in Luo Zhiyuan's old eyes.
Both of them were injured, and Tian Yan and the Saint didn't seem to have any intention of taking action. They just stood quietly on top of a poisonous rotten tree, looking silently in one direction.
And judging from the fluctuations of his mind and soul, the two seemed to be still talking about something through sound transmission.
After thinking for a moment, Luo Zhiyuan suppressed the murderous intention in his heart.
The situation here is weird, so don’t act rashly. Ask the saint first why.
The thought flashed through, and Luo Zhiyuan's figure appeared in front of Tianye and Tianyan.
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Looking at the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him, Tian Yan's emotionless golden eyes just glanced at him briefly, and then his eyes returned to the previous position.
Tianye, on the other hand, kept scanning the old man and Tian Yan back and forth with interest.
But what disappointed her was that the immortal Luo seemed to be really blind.
Not only was she unable to notice the aura of Yantian Jue on Tian Yan's body, but she was also completely ignored by her pair of golden eyes that were indistinguishable from hers.
"Saint."
Luo Zhiyuan bowed and saluted Tianye according to the etiquette of the Supervisor, and then glanced at Tian Yan aside: "Who is this?"
"Tianyan."
Tianye's charming face looked a little bored, and she pointed to the bottom of the swamp: "Don't look, she is the Tian Yan we are looking for, but you came quite quickly, just in time to go down and help me save someone."
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Hearing this, Luo Zhiyuan's mind was spinning. Although he didn't know what happened during the ten days since Tianye disappeared, he still roughly understood something.
After a slight hesitation, Luo Zhiyuan asked in a low voice with that old voice:
"May I ask the saint, is the person you want to save Jinghe?"
"You're quite smart for this old man." Tianye smiled slightly.
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Luo Zhiyuan did not reply immediately after hearing this. He glanced in the direction Tian Yan was looking and his eyes suddenly condensed.
With the saint's powerful perception, he clearly sensed that a huge cave space appeared under the swamp.
Even if you don't look carefully, the terrifying aura in it already shows that there is a holy ghost ghost entrenched below.
Looking back, his expression remained unchanged, Luo Zhiyuan bowed slightly and said:
"Holy girl, the purpose of our trip is just Tianyan and the Charming Tree Seed. Jinghe's life or death is not important."
This answer can be regarded as rejecting the offer to save people.
Tianye was not surprised when he saw this and stared at Luo Zhiyuan with a smile.
Luo Zhiyuan looked calm and did not make any concessions.
The saint's status is very high, and the venerable will usually not be offended, but that's all.
As long as life safety is not involved, the saint has no power to directly order the venerable.
"But what if I say that the Charm God Tree was planted in Jinghe's hands?"
Tianye's voice came softly, Luo Zhiyuan immediately frowned, and made a judgment in an instant:
"Then I'm afraid this matter needs to be considered in the long term. It will take time for the ghost willow below to swallow the Charm God tree species."
"Time is running out."
"Holy girl, the Gui Liu below is very powerful, and Luo is not completely sure of how to deal with it."
"But Jinghe and I have formed a bond of coexistence."
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Luo Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this.
This saint's temperament is unpredictable and she is notoriously difficult to maintain in the saint's circle. Unexpectedly, she has reached an absurd level.
"If you don't believe it, you can use the Holy Source to detect my Yantian soul."
Tianye seemed to know what the other party wanted to say next, and smiled: "If we don't hurry up, until Jinghe is alive and dead, I, a saint, will be turned into a vegetative state under the nose of Master Luo. The Lord will personally handle the review, and I’m afraid you may not be able to handle it, Your Majesty.”
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The corners of Luo Zhiyuan's eyes twitched, and Shengyuan felt a little bit, and then his old face looked so uncomfortable that it looked like he had eaten shit.
He felt that the saint in front of him looked like a teenager inexplicably.
There is indeed a trace of someone else on the origin of Tianye's soul.
Luo Zhiyuan's voice already contained some suppressed anger:
"Holy girl, why are you doing this?"
"If I don't, I might die."
Tian Ye's voice was very indifferent, and he pointed at Tian Yan, who had been silent all the time: "She and his Jing He are much stronger than I thought, so I have to do this."
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After a moment of silence, Luo Zhiyuan made his decision.
For a man of his kind, there would be no hesitation on such a pressing matter.
"Luo knows. Since the saint used such a secret method to save her life, I, as your protector, should eliminate danger for you."
While talking,
Luo Zhiyuan slowly raised a palm, and arcs of electricity were generated in his palm, and then he threw it downwards.
The arc sinks into the soil, causing no ripples.
After doing this, Luo Zhiyuan raised his eyes to Tianye and whispered word by word:
"However, Luo will truthfully report everything that happens here to the Pavilion Master."
There are currently four saints and saints in the world. One of them has died, and there are three remaining. Their lower evaluation by the pavilion master means that it will be more and more difficult to inherit the position of pavilion master.
But Tianye didn't care about this threat at all.
If she really wants to be the master of the pavilion, she only needs to show her true talent.
With her "Tianyan" appearance, she can obtain the throne of the Pavilion Master without any competition at all.
Smiling and nodding, Tianye waved his hand and urged:
"I know, I know, Mr. Luo, please hurry up. Jing Heke can do it at any time now."
"Holy girl, this matter cannot be rushed."
When he said this, Luo Zhiyuan almost gritted his teeth: "At least let Luo test that beast a little first."
Fighting for his life with a holy-level ghost in these sword valleys, if he attracts other beings from the deepest parts of the sword valleys, even five lives will not be enough for him to die.
Therefore, he must control Qi Ji within certain limits.
Thinking in his mind, Luo Zhiyuan closed his eyes and began to sense the arc that had just been absorbed into the ground.
As time passed, the look on his wrinkled cheeks became increasingly weird.
Until a certain moment, Luo Zhiyuan suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a hint of astonishment in his originally smooth eyes.
Tianye raised his eyebrows and asked crisply:
"Old man Luo, what did you see?"
Luo Zhiyuan hesitated slightly, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and murmured:
"That ghost willow is acting a little weird. It seems to be trying to seize the boy's body."
He didn't understand why a holy-level ghost willow would have the idea of seizing the human race, but he didn't understand it, which didn't mean Tianye didn't understand it.
The moment I heard this,
A strange flash suddenly flashed across Tianye's boring golden eyes, and then he glanced sideways at the girl beside him without trace.
Seize the house.
The world here is nothingness that has been gone for thousands of years, but if she takes this woman away from here.
Is it possible to resurrect a dead body?
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival
This month’s episode is definitely over
I will change my avatar next month!
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