Chapter 208: Throw this disciple out

There are seven saints in the world, so there are seven holy places.

The relationship between the Holy Land and the saints can be regarded as complementary, and the strong atmosphere of theological research in the Holy Land has created the saints.

And the powerful deterrence of the saints also ensured the abundant resources and transcendent status of the holy land.

Except for the peerless and independent Heavenly Sword Villa, the other six holy places are all in the world, such as the Wendao School Palace, which is located in the territory of the Great Qian Empire, and the Dark God Temple, which is located in a vast area called the "Land of Chaos".

Although the Seven Great Sages had jointly made an agreement that the Holy Land would not interfere with the world, since they were in the midst of it, a certain amount of exchange was inevitable.

In order to strengthen their legitimacy, secular rulers often made offerings to holy places within their borders. In exchange, the Holy Land will also maintain the safety and stability of the area it is located in a limited extent.

If the rule that holy places are not allowed to interfere in secular affairs is occasionally broken, then it is a taboo among the taboos for a holy place to cross the boundaries of the earth and control the political power of the region where other holy places are located.

Therefore, at the beginning of the collusion between the Dark Temple and the Xiao family, he acted quite low-key, just hiding behind the scenes. However, after learning through the Academy Palace that the Wendao Sage locked himself on the top of the mountain, did not see outsiders, and did not ask about the world, the actions of the Dark Temple gradually became unscrupulous.

In the raid on the Shengyu Trading Company's "Race Immortal" workshop, the Dark God Temple dispatched for the first time to enter the Dao Spirit Venerable level of the Dragon Maniac, lured the Great Qian's First Spirit Venerable Wine Venerable out of the imperial city, and arranged for the "Eleventh Pillar" of the temple Cangjing to enter the imperial city and kill wantonly.

This is the most daring temptation after the Dark Temple entered the Great Qian Empire, after all, entering the Dao Spirit Venerable is already the strongest force after the saint, once it falls, it will cause immeasurable losses to any holy land.

Although the "Eleventh Pillar" Cangjing was destined to be in the hands of Zhong Wen, the Wendao Palace did not react to the appearance of the dragon peak.

In this way, the side of the Dark God Temple was completely relieved, and only then did the two Initiation Spirit Venerables and the Heavenly Wheel "Four Pillars" collectively dispatch with great momentum.

Looking at the middle-aged man standing in the air in front of him, dressed plainly, beads of sweat kept oozing from his forehead, and he couldn't control the slight trembling of his hands and feet.

Although he had never met before, he concluded in an instant that the person in front of him was definitely a saint.

"Who gave you the guts?" Hearing this, the sage's tone was calm and gentle, his voice was very soft, but as if he had spirituality, he took the initiative to burrow into the ears of the dragon, as if he was whispering beside him, and it sounded very clear, "Dare to meddle in the worldly affairs of the Great Qian Empire?"

Every time he spat out a word, he felt his heart beat violently involuntarily, and the indescribable pain spread all over his body.

By the time the saint finished speaking, his face turned pale, blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his internal organs had been severely damaged.

"I've seen a saint. Finally, the dragon was quick to react, quickly adjusted his mentality, and said respectfully.

"Answer me. The voice of the Dao Hearing Sage became a little colder, "Who gave you the courage to dare to kill people in the land of my Wendao Academy?"

The dragon's face turned even paler, and the blood from the corners of his mouth pooled into a stream, dripping down his jaw.

"The saint is angry. He endured the extreme discomfort, lowered his posture, and groveled, "We have some personal enmity with the Nangong family, and we have made a big mistake on the spur of the moment, and I also ask the saint to forgive me." ”

"Oh, is it a personal vendetta?" Hearing this, the saint smiled slightly, and his body seemed to tremble.

I didn't see how he moved, the dragon only felt a heartache coming from his left shoulder, looked down, and found that his left arm had been broken at the shoulder at some point, and the wound was very neat, and after a while, blood began to spurt out.

"Ah!!h

A terrible wail resounded in the sky, and the dragon's right hand pressed against the wound on his left shoulder, the fear in his eyes could no longer be suppressed, and his whole body trembled violently, and under the huge pressure, his spirit faintly showed signs of collapse.

"I slipped my hand and accidentally injured your arm. Hearing this, the saint was still standing in place, but there was an extra black arm in his hand out of thin air, "Now we also have a personal vendetta, do you want to be impulsive again and seek revenge on me?"

As he spoke, he seemed to stretch out the broken part of his arm in a direction away from him with some disgust, like a firework, allowing the blood to splash outward.

"No, don't dare. The dragon madness desperately gathered a trace of spirit remaining in his body, gritted his teeth and said, "It's our fault first, and I am willing to accept the punishment of the saint." ”

"You don't dare. Hearing this, the sage sneered and said, "Because you are not my opponent, just as the people of the world are to you, you can only be slaughtered by your Dark Temple." ”

What's the matter, didn't you see how hard I fought with those two girls just now?

The dragon denied it in his heart, but he couldn't even say a word "no" on his lips, he just lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, and he only promised.

"You must also know how taboo it is for the Holy Land to cross the border and interfere in secular affairs. Hearing this, the sage said word by word, "Since you confess your sins, then you thirty-three people don't have to go back." ”

"Saint think twice!" The dragon was shocked, the number of thirty-three was the total number of people from the Dark God Temple who were still alive in the territory of the Great Qian Empire, but he was unexpectedly broken by the words of the Dao saint, "Please also read it for the sake of the same holy land, let me wait for a way out." ”

"If I let you go, how will I explain to those worldly people who have been killed by you?" Hearing this, the saint did not seem to be in a hurry to make a move, but instead negotiated with the dragon madness in a leisurely manner.

Worldly ants, when they die, they die, do they still need to be explained?

"We deserve death for interfering in the world. Of course, the dragon didn't dare to say what was in his heart, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly said in a hurry: "It's just that if the saint kills all of us, I'm afraid it will provoke discord between the two holy places. ”

"Are you threatening me?" Hearing this, the sage's eyes suddenly shot out, and an indescribable power enveloped the dragon's body, and quickly dispersed.

In just one moment, the dragon madness felt that he had experienced the greatest horror in the world, the green tendons on his neck burst out, his heart almost stopped beating, his spiritual power could not function, his body shook, and he fell down in free fall, falling heavily on the ground, on all fours, embarrassed.

Even if I have cultivated to the point where I have cultivated, as long as I have never taken that step, will I still be just a stronger ant after all?

The dragon smiled bitterly, lying on the ground and looking up at the blue sky, with a realization in his heart.

"Within half an hour, take your people to withdraw from the Great Qian Empire. Hearing this, the saint suddenly reined in his momentum, and once again exuded a hazy feeling, "As soon as the hour comes, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." ”

"Thank you for the grace of the saint not to kill!" The dragon had already given up hope, but unexpectedly heard that the saint had not been killed, and a sense of happiness for the rest of his life after the catastrophe instantly filled his heart, "We will leave the Great Qian Empire immediately and never stay." ”

With that, he bowed to the saint, and then grabbed the ghost that was lying on the ground and couldn't move, his body turned into a black light and shadow, and he turned around and left as if he was too late, for fear that if he was a step too late, the saint would change his mind.

The ghost was held in his hand, and his blood-red eyes glared fiercely at the Wendao saint, and he roared hoarsely: "If you don't kill me today, one day I will kill you and avenge the old man!"

Hearing this, the saint glanced at him indifferently, his expression unchanged, as if he was looking at an ant, and the ghost's declaration of revenge, like a breeze, failed to set off the slightest wave in his heart.

The dragon lunace finally escaped with his life, but he didn't expect that the ghost in his hand would dare to provoke the saint, and he couldn't help but be so frightened that he almost threw it down with a shake of his hand.

The old man is a madman, and the little one is also a madman, and they are all madmen!

He cursed incessantly in his heart, the wind under his feet, and his bride like a fly, hoping to leave this hellish place as soon as possible, and never to return.

Hearing this, the saint was still standing quietly in the air, his eyes staring ahead, his eyes not focused, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

"Do you want to let them go like this?" Zhong Wen's voice suddenly came from behind him, "That person seems to be quite resentful of you, and it is difficult to guarantee that he will not cause trouble in the future." ”

The saint turned around, looked at Zhong Wen who was sitting on the bald eagle, and said with a slight smile: "Little guy, do you think that I, the saint, have earned my life by eating a vegetarian diet? I don't know how many corpses I have stepped on to get to this height, if the people in the world who resent me gather in one place, they can make up a city, how can they have the kung fu to pay attention to them one by one." ”

"After all, it's a ...... in the Holy Land"

"For me, there are only six people in the world who need to care. Hearing this, the sage's tone was flat, but the content was extremely domineering, "Now with you, it's only seven." ”

"Me?" Zhong Wen didn't expect him to say this.

"Although you are still very weak, your future achievements may not be below me. Hearing this, the saint smiled slightly, "Of course, this is just my personal speculation, who can say what will happen in the future?"

Immediately afterwards, his eyes swept over Lin Zhiyun, Nangong Ling and the others around him, and said slightly teasingly: "Is this the person you want to protect? ”

Zhong Wen smiled and did not speak.

"Okay, now that the matter is over, I won't shine here. Hearing this, the sage patted Zhong Wen on the shoulder and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter how many confidantes you have, just don't forget to take the time to come to the Academy Palace to see Xiao Jie." ”

After that, without waiting for him to answer, he turned around and disappeared into the void, coming and going like the wind, free and easy.

This is the person who stands on top of the world!

Zhong Wen was extremely envious in his heart, and he thought that one day he would be able to exude the aura of the king, and at the same time say the words "In the world, there are only six people I need to care about".

"Zhong Wen!" came the delicate voice of Leng Wushuang in his ears.

Zhong Wen lowered his head, met the tender eyes of the assassin girl, and a warmth instantly surged into his heart, he jumped from the white-headed eagle, and instantly came to Leng Wushuang's side, holding the girl's delicate body tightly in his arms.

After a long time, the two figures reluctantly separated, and no one noticed that in the far corner, a green figure was staring at the infatuated man and woman, with a complicated expression in her beautiful eyes.

"Was that the saint just now? Nangong Ling escaped death, and said with palpitations, "If you come back one step later, I'm afraid you won't be able to see me." ”

"Sister Nangong, it turns out that when I was away, you dressed in such a ...... Unrestrained?" Zhong Wen looked at Nangong Lin's pink arms and snow-white long legs revealed from the tear of his clothes, his eyes lit up, and he covered his nose and exclaimed.

Nangong Ling: "Elder Ye, please throw this disciple out." ”

Ye Qinglian: "Okay. ”

"Wait, wait, I'm kidding, don't, don't, ahhh!!h

A figure flew out of the Nangong Mansion in a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree rotation in the air, drawing a beautiful arc in the air and disappearing into the boundless sky......