"Boom!"

The doors of a small palace were opened, and this was the dwelling of the cold life.

Han Shengjue, who was still cultivating inside, also stopped after seeing Lan Ling who came in.

"Young Hall Master...... Huh, Zhao Feng?"

After Han Shengjue saw Zhao Feng behind Lan Ling, the tiger's body was shocked and he walked forward quickly.

"Zhao Feng, why are you here?"

Han Shengjue walked over quickly, slapped Zhao Feng on the shoulder, and asked in surprise.

After more than a year, the two met again, and their emotions were inevitably a little excited.

Seeing Zhao Feng, who was cold, his emotions were the same, he glanced at Han Shengjue and asked, "Shengjue, how is your injury?"

"My injuries are fine, but my sister agreed to marry that Hua Tianchen for my sake. Zhao Feng, I'm sorry for you!"

Han Shengjue's eyes suddenly turned red, at this time, he only hated that his strength was not enough, and he couldn't protect Han Bingche.

"I already know about this, this time, I'm here to rescue Bingche and you, can you see Bingche now?"

"My sister is now guarded by a third-level Martial God King beside her, and the others can't, but I may be able to. ”

Han Sheng nodded.

Although the Temple of the Instrument Temple did not allow Lan Ling to enter, Han Shengjue was Han Bingche's brother after all, and the success rate would be greater.

"Then go now, tell her what happened, and I will take you away quickly as soon as she comes out tomorrow. ”

Elder Wind of the Beast Sanctuary said.

"Okay, I'll go. ”

Han Sheng nodded.

"Wait!"

Murong Lingtian suddenly stopped Han Shengjie and said, "If we know the location of the little girl, we can act tonight." ”

"Good!"

Han Shengjue's eyes lit up and he walked away quickly.

And Zhao Feng and the others stayed here and waited.

With Lan Ling and the others, the number of their Martial God Kings has exceeded twenty.

And the Martial God King of the Weapon Sanctuary is only ten people, and most of them have gone to the Soul Devouring Sea Sea like the Martial Sanctuary and the Beast Sanctuary.

Soon, Han Shengjue is back.

"Zhao Feng, I saw my sister, I told her everything, her position is in the ......"

Han Shengjue ran over with a smile on his face.

"Okay, the location is already known, in that case, let's act now. ”

Murong Lingtian glanced at the people around him.

Although it is said that their two major temples are going to slap the temple in the face this time, if they can snatch the New Year away on the wedding day, this face will definitely be slapped.

However, there may be some variables tomorrow, and they think it's better to be on the safe side, so they will do it tonight.

"So, boy, you lead the way, I'll quickly go and get the people out, and then we'll leave. ”

Murong Ling Tian said to Han Shengjue.

"Okay, thank you senior!"

Han Sheng's eyes lit up.

Although he didn't know Murong Lingtian, Murong Lingtian dared to save people alone, at least a fourth-level martial god king.

"In that case, then we will wait here, and as soon as the people arrive, we will leave immediately!"

Lan Yuan replied.

Then, Murong Ling Tian slapped Han Shengjue on the shoulder, and then left.

This speed has already exceeded everyone's reactions, after all, Murong Ling Tian is the peak king of the Martial God.

Han Sheng only felt that his body was weightless, and his vision around him became dark, which meant that his speed was beyond his senses at this time.

Just now, he had already reported Han Bingche's location, although there were people on the road, but it was only the peak of the Martial God.

Murong Ling Tian was a peak king, his speed couldn't even be reacted to by Lan Yuan, Elder Feng and the others, let alone these people?

"Smack!"

Murong Lingtian's figure suddenly stopped, and in front of him, there was a tightly guarded palace.

Even if Han Sheng never said it, Murong Lingtian knew that this was Han Bingche's room.

"Who?"

The two guards at the door shouted.

"Just a martial god, dare to yell at me?"

Murong Lingtian's eyes suddenly widened, and the next moment, the two of them were screaming and fainted.

The difference in realm was too great, and Murong Ling Tian could stun the two of them with his momentum alone.

Hua Tianxing that day, also relied on the gap in the realm to deter Zhao Feng and other tens of thousands of martial artists.

"And a third-level Martial God King?"

Murong Lingtian asked.

"Inside the palace!"

Han Sheng replied.

"Bang!"

Before Han Shengjue's voice fell, the palace gate was suddenly rushed open, and so far, Han Shengjue didn't know what Murong Lingtian's attributes were.

"Bold fanatics, dare to ......"

An old man walked out, and after he saw Murong Lingtian's face clearly, he was also stunned for a moment, and exclaimed, "Murong Hall Master?"

The Lord of the Temple!

After hearing this name, Han Sheng never knew who the person next to him was, Nima, who turned out to be the main hall master of the Beast Temple.

The king of the peak of the Martial God!

"Hehe, I'm sorry!"

Murong Ling Tian smiled coldly, and the next moment, the old man's figure also went limp, but he didn't feel any discomfort.

It's terrifying, the momentum alone can stun a third-level Martial God King, this is the strength of a ninth-level Martial God King.

Then, Murong Ling Tian quickly swept into the palace with Han Shengjue.

The small palace had been beautifully decorated, and in a small room of the palace, Han Bingche sat quietly on the bunk, dressed in a white robe.

"Sister!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice pierced through.

Han Bingche raised his head and found that Han Shengjue was right in front of him, and couldn't help but be startled: "Brother, why are you ......?"

"Don't say it, let's go. ”

Murong Ling Tian said, directly grabbed Han Bingche's arm, and quickly swept out of the palace one by one, and in less than ten seconds, he returned to Han Sheng's residence.

"Bing Che?"

Zhao Feng, who was waiting inside, immediately rushed forward after seeing the three people who had just landed.

"Zhao Feng ......"

Han Bingche finally couldn't help crying and fell into Zhao Feng's arms.

After more than a year, the two finally met, during which Zhao Feng didn't know how many life and death crises he encountered, but he survived, this is faith.

"It's okay, we'll leave later. ”

Zhao Feng stroked her cold hair and whispered in her ear.

Everyone present watched silently, no one made a sound, just watched quietly, not wanting to disturb.

After a long time, Zhao Feng and Han Bingche separated, and after the former looked around, he said, "Lord Murong Hall, seniors, Zhao Feng has thanked you here!"

"Eh, don't thank you yet, I haven't gone out yet, I'm only half of the favor now. ”

Murong Ling Tian said with a smile.

"Half-love?"

Zhao Feng was stunned.

"I owe Ouyang Yi a favor, and after getting you out, it will be considered to be over. ”

Murong Lingtian replied.

Zhao Feng understood.

Jian Chai Han said: "Okay, while the Temple of the Instrument has not yet been discovered, let's withdraw, although we can't slap our faces hard, but it's still important to save people." ”

At this time, Lan Yuan suddenly suggested: "Should we divide into two teams, one team will leave with Zhao Feng and a few people, and the other team will make trouble?"

(End of chapter)