Wan Changqing originally planned to use this sect treasure seal to verify the authenticity of the two people.
Because he knew that the real saint could drive the Nine Lotus Lantern.
Hearing Weiyue's words, he felt happy and threw the Nine Lotus Lantern towards Weiyue.
Long Shuang didn't expect that Wan Changqing would dare to hand over the sect's treasure seal to Weiyue, so his expression changed and he shouted: "Stop!"
However, it was half a beat too late, and the treasure lantern had already fallen into Weiyue's hands.
Weiyue smiled coldly and looked at Long Shuang: "Fake, this saint wants you to die badly today!"
As he said that, the whole person suddenly disappeared.
"Wan Changqing! How dare you harm this holy girl? You will be punished by death!" Long Shuang was extremely frightened and furious when he saw this. Seeing Wei Yue disappear, he flew back dozens of miles in an instant.
Wan Changqing frowned, not knowing what to do for a moment.
When the other elders watching the battle saw this, they did not dare to help and could only watch from a distance.
"Nine Lotus Shines to the World!"
At this moment, a blue lotus flower suddenly appeared on the sky.
Immediately afterwards, the lotus expanded and evolved rapidly. In an instant, the entire world was wrapped in countless green lotuses, and the rich and dazzling green light filled the entire sky.
"It's driven! She's driven. She is the real saint, and the man in black is fake!" An elder shouted when he saw this.
"Yes! How dare you come to our Nine Lotus Sect and pretend to be a saint? You really don't know whether to live or die!"
"..."
Seeing this, some elders immediately concluded that Weiyue was the saint.
Wan Changqing's eyes lit up and he breathed a sigh of relief.
On the other side, in the center of the overwhelming green lotus, Long Shuang's entire body was sealed by a giant mountain of black ice.
The light blooming from the surrounding lotus flowers was like a sharp knife, constantly chipping away at this giant black ice mountain.
"Wan Changqing! Don't you even recognize my ancient iceberg? If you don't help me, if something happens to me, you will definitely die!"
The giant black ice mountain creaked, as if it could not withstand the power of faith in this sect's treasure seal. Long Shuang's angry voice could be heard from the green lotus in the sky.
"Immortal Iceberg!" After hearing this, Wan Changqing changed his color again.
He knew that in Jiulian Mountain, only three people could perform the magic of Taikoo Iceberg.
One is the ancestor of the Suppressing Cult, the Immortal Emperor Bingyue, who never saw the dragon's beginning or end.
The other is the current mountain master of Jiulian Mountain, Bingyun Immortal.
And the last one is the contemporary saint Long Shuang.
At this time, the woman in black used this move, which immediately made Wan Changqing feel uncertain again.
The micro-moon can activate the Nine Lotus Lanterns, and Long Shuang can perform the ancestor's magic.
Who is the real saint?
Wan Changqing felt that his head was extremely big, even more so than the two people involved.
"Is it the ancient iceberg? You think you can't do it!" At this time, Weiyue above the sky suddenly sneered.
Then with a pinch of magic, a dazzling black ice that looked like a five-fingered sacred mountain suddenly burst out, hitting Long Shuang's head with a fierce blow. Wherever it passed, even the space was shattered.
"this……"
Wan Changqing was dumbfounded again.
Boom——!
The next moment, the five-finger iceberg suddenly fell down and hit the top of Long Shuang's iceberg.
Suddenly, Long Shuang's iceberg began to crack inch by inch, making crackling sounds.
Under the illumination of countless green lotuses around it, Longshuang's iceberg became even more unbearable and quickly turned into water vapor and evaporated.
boom! ! !
The loud noise sounded again, Long Shuang's iceberg protection was directly broken, and the five-finger iceberg struck hard, directly pressing Long Shuang into the ground.
puff--!
Deep underground, Long Shuang turned pale and spat out a mouthful of blood.
I'll kill you while you're sick!
Weiyue's heart was fierce, and she instantly retracted the five-fingered iceberg. At the same time, the Nine Lotus Lantern buzzed and shot out a dazzling green light, straight into the depths of the ground!
This blow almost drained away all the power of faith in the Nine Lotus Lantern.
Not to mention Long Shuang at this time, even ordinary immortals can never bear it.
"Stop——!" Wan Changqing's face changed drastically, and he screamed and wanted to help.
He couldn't be sure whether the two were real or fake, so he had to take them both back to the Lord of Bingyun Mountain for identification.
However, his reaction was still half a beat too slow. The speed of the Nine Lotus Holy Light was extremely fast, and his attack failed to block the Nine Lotus Holy Light.
Bang——! Deep in the earth, Long Shuang's hastily built defense was instantly broken.
Nine Lotus Holy Light flashed in and directly exploded her head into a ball of blood mist.
Weiyue ignored Wan Changqing, she ducked down, opened her mouth and sucked in, swallowing the blood mist into her belly.
At the same time, he waved his hand and prepared to put Long Shuang's body into the storage ring.
However, she unexpectedly discovered that this move was inexplicably hindered.
Weiyue frowned slightly, turned her eyes, and found a cyan leather bag on Long Shuang's waist.
Weiyue suddenly realized that she grabbed the fairy beast from the air and captured it alone.
Then he collected it again, and sure enough, Long Shuang's body was easily collected into the space.
"Holy Girl, you..." Wan Changqing came flying over, her face a little ugly.
"Shut up!" Weiyue glared at Wan Changqing: "This saint is being attacked, so you just don't help me.
You are still trying to hold back this holy lady from behind. I will definitely make you look good this time when I go back! "
"ah……?"
Wan Changqing originally wanted to interrogate Weiyue, but Weiyue took the lead and made a show of force. Tian, who originally wanted to say something, now felt that he was about to be in disaster.
"Holy Girl, you...you have also seen that the situation at that time was really beyond the control of my subordinates. What if..." At this time, he had no time for anything else and only wanted to protect himself.
"just in case?"
"What if I'm lying?" Weiyue changed her attitude and looked at Wan Changqing coldly.
Wan Changqing buried his head, showing no trace of the Immortal Lord's temper.
In front of outsiders, he is an immortal and the second elder of Jiulian Mountain, but in front of the saint, he is actually just a slave.
Not to mention an immortal like him, even the great guardian ancestors have to be polite when they see the saint.
Because the saint of Jiulian Mountain is no better than other saints and saints.
Immortal Emperor Bingyue, the ancestor of the Zhenjiao, once personally said that the saint's will is her will.
Anyone who dares to insult the Saint will die!
"Get out of here! Why are you standing here in an unsightly way? Go back and think about where you went wrong!" Seeing Wan Changqing not speaking, Weiyue shouted angrily again.
"Yes Yes Yes……"
Wan Changqing flew out of the underground cave with a depressed look on his face as if he were mourning for his heir.
"Headmaster, how are you? Is the impostor dead?"
"Headmaster, Saint, is she okay..."
"Headmaster,..."
As soon as Wan Changqing came out, a group of elders gathered around him and asked questions.
“Get the hell out of here—!”
"Go back and think about it carefully. What did you idiots do wrong?"
"Answer me within three days, otherwise I want you to look good——!"
Wan Changqing glared at everyone, then disappeared in a flash.
"this……"
"Where did we go wrong?"
"I don't know. Could this old guy be scolded by the saint?"
"It goes without saying that he was watching a play over there just now, and he must have made the saint unhappy."
"Unlucky..."
"Stop talking and leave quickly. When the saint comes up, we will have to be scolded in a while."
"That's right, let's go quickly..."
"..."
The elders were equally depressed. They talked to each other one by one, and then left in a hurry.
Deep in the pit, Weiyue was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a headless female corpse lying in front of her.
As the strands of crystal blood flowed backwards from the female corpse, they entered the center of Weiyue's eyebrows.
Weiyue's aura became more and more profound...
