"Whoa, whoop. Mu Yan gasped for breath, his breath was not good after running for a long time, and his heart was pounding, as if he was about to jump out of his throat. At this time, he only felt dizzy, and his legs were like lead, but no matter what, he still desperately persevered, insisted on taking heavy steps, and ran towards the pillar of light in front of him.

The distance was gradually approaching, and even here, you could already feel bursts of energy fluctuations coming. The sun was scorching in the sky, and the scorching sun scorched the bluestone ground to the point of white gas, Mu Yan was already sweaty and heavy at this time, and every step on the ground made a "pop" sound, leaving a water-stained footprint.

The surrounding scenery kept passing in front of him, Mu Yan had no intention of appreciating it, and the smiling figure kept coming to mind, supporting Mu Yan to continue running. Hurry up! Hurry up! The person who wants to protect him for the rest of his life is not far ahead.

This time, he was going to hold her hand tightly and never let go!

From the building in the center of the Heavenly Fire Altar to the place where the golden pillar of light is located, there is a distance of about ten miles, Mu Yan has been running for half an hour until now, passing through hillsides, dirt roads, and many steps along the way, until now he has entered a smooth long road, and the end of the road in the distance is the place where the golden light originated.

The thunderbolt emitted a faint blue light, which seemed to echo the mood of the male host, and there were some servants cleaning the Heavenly Fire Altar along the way, and when they saw Mu Yan running over so embarrassed, they all looked at him with some puzzlement, but they didn't pay attention to it for a while, and still lowered their heads and went to do their work.

Mu Yan was immersed in his rhythm at this time, when suddenly a sharp sound of breaking the air came from behind him, breaking Mu Yan's rhythm. Mu Yan looked back as he went, and saw that in the distance, a few small black dots were hurrying towards here, the speed was extremely fast, and the volume had become a lot larger in a blink of an eye.

Mu Yan was shocked, but he knew that he couldn't turn back at this time, and there was no way to retreat, so he had to run forward like crazy. After all, the person who came was flying in the sky, and soon caught up with Mu Yan, only to see that it was three priests from the Heavenly Fire Altar, who were driving the staff, and the lightning flashed and came to the sky above Mu Yan's head.

One of the priests let out a low shout, "I saw that kid, kill him quickly, don't let him get close to the Heavenly Fire Mirror!" The other two immediately realized, and the purple-red electric light condensed out, and the head and face were smashed towards Mu Yan who was running below.

Still far away, Mu Yan had already felt the hairs on his back stand up due to the stimulation of thunder and lightning, and his instinct for survival made him rush to the side. After a loud bang, a deep pit had appeared where Mu Yan was standing just now, and the gravel and dust were splashed, and Mu Yan's arms and legs had been cut through several gaps by the debris that had been shot out, and stains of blood appeared on his clothes.

Mu Yan was afraid for a while, if he dodged more slowly just now, he might have been crushed under the bombardment of thunder and lightning at this time.

Although he was afraid, he still did not stop, and still stubbornly ran forward. The three priests were also surprised by the missed blow, but then more lightning bolts had coalesced and formed, and a second wave of attacks was launched amid shouts.

The lightning roared and fell, and Mu Yan was like an ant on the ground in front of this huge momentum. But even ants have things that must be insisted on, and although stealing life is precious, faith is even more important.

The fall of the lightning swarm stirred up a cloud of dust, and in the sound of shaking the mountains, the dust formed a cloudy yellow mist, burying Mu Yan's figure in it. The three people in the sky all showed smug looks on their faces, under such a high-density bombardment, Mu Yan should have died thoroughly.

But a surprising scene appeared, and at the edge of the yellow mist, the stubborn man figure reappeared. At this time, he was covered in blood and trembling, but he still stepped forward step by step, so firm, so determined.

What insisted that he had come to this point? In Mu Yan's situation, although he knew some rough deeds, he was not much stronger than ordinary people, but how could ordinary people survive such a fierce attack?

Maybe emotion can really work miracles.

Surprised to surprised, but on hand

The action still can't be stopped, the three of them have gathered their true strength again, and the third wave of the offensive has taken shape, they still don't believe it, and the three of them can't help a young man who is powerless.

Mu Yan suddenly tore off the thunderbolt pendant hanging around his neck, spurted a mouthful of blood on it, and then lifted it high above his head with all his strength, and let out a hoarse cry from his mouth: "Artifact help me!" I saw a cold light flickering, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The three priests were still condensing their true power in their hands, but they only felt a sharp pain coming from their bodies, and looked down at their bodies in a daze. I only saw that from the waist down, half of the torso was still shaking at the edges, and my upper body had already flown high. Before he could react, his eyes were black and he was unconscious.

At this moment, the three of them had already been cut off!

After urging the Thunder Fall with his own essence and blood to deliver this blow, Mu Yan seemed to have exhausted all his physical strength, and fell to the ground with a "poof". But after only standing still on the ground for five seconds, Mu Yan struggled to get up again. This is not the time to rest.

Mu Yan's body burst out with a strength that he had never had before, and he could continue to run forward in this situation. At this time, he was covered in a thick layer of dust, mixed with sweat and blood, and looked as if he had just crawled out of the mud. His limbs were tingling and cracking, and he took heavy steps, feeling that the pillar of light was not far from him.

The thunderbolt emitted a faint halo, reflected on the resolute face, and a few drops of blood slipped from the corners of the young man's mouth, reflecting a bit of regret.

Since I couldn't hold her hand properly last night, let's make up for it today.

The sun is shining brightly. There was not a single cloud in the sky, it was transparent and blue, and the burning sensation came from all directions, and the air was slightly distorted by the direct sunlight.

The noise in the distance was getting closer, accompanied by the sound of footsteps. The high priest frowned, and said to the messenger of the right altar beside him, "You take a few people to see what is going on. 」

The envoy of the right altar understood, gave up his hand, and walked away quickly with a few people. The high priest turned his gaze back to Luo Banxia's body, his tone was cold, and he said slowly, "The young man hasn't seen him for a few days, why did he come to my Heavenly Fire Altar again?"

Luo Banxia snorted, and his voice was just as flat: "Knowingly, why did I come to the High Priest, you should know better than anyone else. 」

The high priest smiled faintly, and the wrinkles on his face were all entwined: "Then maybe you won't be able to let you get your wish today. 」

Luo Banxia's eyes narrowed slightly, and the light in her eyes flashed: "What happened to Wan Ning, why did you arrest her!"

The high priest was not in a hurry, and while pacing in the direction of Luo Banxia, he said, "I didn't arrest her, she came by herself, and she did it all voluntarily. 」

"Voluntarily, if she was willing, then why didn't she say goodbye to us? We, as her friends, would respect her decision. And ......" After a pause, Luo Banxia continued, "What did you tell Wan Ning when you made an appointment with Wan Ning alone that day?"

The distance between the two was approaching, and the high priest's momentum was rising, "I didn't say anything, I just told the priestess about her duty. 」

Luo Banxia's face turned ugly, and he said slowly: "Then Wan Ning is now fulfilling her 'duty', right? The weather in this Mirror Mountain has changed so drastically overnight, it must also be related to Wan Ning!"

"Yes, it is because of the blessing of the goddess that we in Cloud Thunder City can feel the sunshine that we have not seen in a hundred years. The Heavenly Fire Altar and the entire Mirror Mountain will thank the goddess for this kindness. 」

"Isn't it despicable for you to sacrifice one for the peace of another, and does your conscience allow you to enjoy the sun in peace?"

"Sacrificing a person to save a person in Cloud Thunder City, no, saving the living beings in the entire Mirror Mountain, this in itself is the most correct decision. Since the heavens have given the goddess such power, she should fulfill such a duty. Could it be that she watched the whole Jingshan devastated in her heart

Will she be able to be on her own?"

Luo Banxia said coldly: "No matter how she does it, she has the right to choose, not to complete any so-called duties. What you said is your side of the story, where is Wan Ning, I will ask her personally. 」

The High Priest laughed dryly and said slowly, "All this is a foregone conclusion, I advise you not to meddle in your affairs and leave quickly. You don't belong here, don't you want to go out of the Mirror Mountain? You go out and wait in Cloud Thunder City now, and after the matter is completed, the old man promises that you will definitely send you out of the Mirror Mountain safely. 」

Luo Banxia was surprised, "Do you know the way to leave Mirror Mountain, and how did you know that we were leaving Mirror Mountain?"

The High Priest stroked his gray beard, "In this Cloud Thunder City, there are few things I don't know. 」

Luo Banxia's eyes flickered, and his mind was racing. After a while, he finally didn't move a bit.

"As much as I do want to return to the sect as soon as possible, if this is to be exchanged for the lives of my friends, then I would rather be stuck here for the rest of my life. 」

Luo Banxia's voice was faint, but it was categorical, and there was no room for negotiation.

The look on the High Priest's face finally became gloomy, and as he moved forward, the momentum on his body reached its peak. The jewel-encrusted staff reappeared in the High Priest's hand, and the vortex of purple thunder and lightning that he had seen last time also appeared, and the power of heaven and earth was aroused, forming a violent lightning shield around the High Priest.

"In that case, the old man can only take your life. 」