Chapter 662: Holy Tablet Burial Bones

"I will make them repay a hundredfold what you have lost! I will inflict a thousand times on them what you have suffered!"

Lu Yu held Xuan Meng's shoulders, looked into her eyes, and made an immortal vow!

Xuan Meng was very moved, tears appeared in his eyes, and he suddenly leaned into Lu Yu's arms and sobbed softly.

All along, Xuan Meng has a strong personality and never shows his weak side.

But at this moment, she finally broke out and cried in Lu Yu's arms.

For so many years, Xuan Meng has actually suffered a lot, but she has held it all in her heart and has never broken out.

Lu Yu knows her temper, and she should be the closest person by her side over the years.

Many times Lu Yu was injured, Xuan Meng held Lu Yu in his arms, and others who watched it were envious and jealous, that was a kind of love.

Lu Yu also seemed very natural, of course he understood that Xuan Meng was good to him, so he cared about her very much.

This kind of care, between family affection and love, does not need to be explained, nor does it have to be expressed, it has long become a tacit understanding.

Now, Xuan Meng told Lu Yu about the grievances in his heart and told Lu Yu that he trusted him, so Lu Yu wanted to support her and seek justice for her, which is what a man must do!

Between people, emotions are the most important.

Lu Yu is a person who is very affectionate, although he suffered emotional betrayal in his previous life and will not be easily emotional in this life, he can still distinguish the good and bad of the people around him.

"The Holy Sword Pavilion is very powerful, and its heritage is better than that of the Qingxuan Holy Land, after all, the Qingxuan Holy Land was greatly injured in order to destroy the Heavenly Holy Gate. ”

After crying, Xuan Meng looked a little embarrassed, and Lu Yu's eyes were in a daze when he looked shy.

Xuan Meng glared at Lu Yu and talked about the situation in the Holy Sword Pavilion.

"Don't worry, what we're missing now is time. ”

Lu Yu is full of confidence, this life is different from his previous life, he has full confidence that in the near future, he will be able to sweep the Battle Spirit Continent.

The two walked through the forest, and under Lu Yu's comfort, Xuan Meng forgot his troubles for a while.

Two days later, above the Qianzhang Altar, a void gate cracked in the blue vortex, and the Qiqi warship began to descend, but it was rejected by the boundary wall of the Battle Spirit Continent.

It was difficult for the giant Poor Wonder to cross the border, but a small warship survived the destruction light wave and descended on the Azure State.

That scene shocked Kyushu, and nine warships were dispatched on the Qiqi, and in the end, seven warships were torn apart by the destructive light wave in the whirlpool, and only two warships descended.

Qingxuan Holy Land sent warships to intercept it as soon as possible, this is their territory, how can they let the Southern Barbarian masters come wantonly?

The Holy Sword Pavilion was watching the battle, and the Snowy Sacred Gate was highly concerned, and on the side of the Tianxuan Sect, the bronze gate of the Heart of the Holy Mountain still failed to open, which made the Holy Son Qing Liang so angry that he was about to go crazy.

This is a shame, and the losses are huge, and it has become a joke.

"I think it's better to release the news and use the hand of the Holy Sword Pavilion to capture Lu Yu. ”

Chi Qiu put forward a point of view, in the current situation, if the bronze gate cannot be opened, everyone will be consumed here, and it will only get worse and worse in the end.

In the past, the heart of the Holy Mountain of the Heavenly Holy Gate was not a top secret, at least the Snowy Holy Gate knew about it.

If the final news leaks out, it is easy to clash with the Holy Sword Pavilion.

Why don't you find out in advance and take the opportunity to use them to arrest Lu Yu?

This suggestion attracted the attention of the Qingxuan Holy Land, and after a discussion at the top level, after weighing the pros and cons, it was decided to adopt Chiqiu's proposal.

Soon, the Qingxuan Holy Land sent a master to invite the high-level of the Holy Sword Pavilion, and at the same time, Yin Lizhu from the Snowy Domain Holy Gate invited them, and the three parties talked together and talked about the heart of the Holy Mountain.

"At present, the Tiangong Tangram is in Bingtianluo's hands, he has already entered, and the only one who can open this bronze gate is Lu Yu. We are now focusing on the defense of the Nanban Continent, so the matter of tracking down Lu Yu will be put aside for the time being. ”

This is the saying of the Qingxuan Holy Land.

The high-level of the Holy Sword Pavilion said: "Since you can't spare manpower over there, then the matter of finding Lu Yu will be left to us." We will send Lu Yu here in the shortest possible time. ”

"In this way, there is a lot of labor. ”

The three parties had a good conversation, at least on the surface, for the sake of the heart of the sacred mountain, and everyone was contributing.

After Du Xuelian learned about this, she was a little worried.

Although Lu Yu is not weak, he is still a little too thin compared to the Holy Gate of the Holy Land.

At present, as far as the outside world knows.

There was only one crippled saint by Lu Yu's side who had been imprisoned for 10,000 years by the Heavenly Holy Gate, which could hardly help.

The rest is Xuanmeng, and it is only the Heavenly Martial Eightfold Realm, and any master in the Shinto realm can be sent to kill them all.

For the Holy Sword Pavilion, Lu Yu is a scumbag, not even a jumping clown.

In order to show its sincerity, Qingxuan Holy Land specially deduced Lu Yu's whereabouts and got a general direction.

After that, the masters of the Holy Sword Pavilion, accompanied by Dongfang Crane and Dongfang Yueya, went to the direction of Qingshan Sect to arrest Lu Yu.

A rainbow shook the sky, attracting the attention of Lu Yu and others.

Xuan Meng's face was gloomy, and he snorted: "Most of them are coming at us, we have to leave quickly." ”

Lu Yu immediately made a decision, didn't wait for Zhang Ruoyao for the time being, put most of the people into the Star Boat, and left one step ahead of time with the people around him.

"Where are we going?"

"The most dangerous place is the safest, let's go back to the Tianxuan Mountains. ”

Lu Yu didn't urge the Star Boat to flee because it was too conspicuous.

Everyone sat on the back of Xiao Wu, walked through the mountains and forests, and covered it with the help of mountains and rivers, but it was not easy to be noticed.

The master of the Holy Sword Pavilion pounced, temporarily searched the area of Qingshan Sect, and soon got the news that there had been a terrifying thunder and lightning on Moqiu Mountain.

According to the analysis of the masters of the Holy Sword Pavilion, Lu Yu was most likely hidden there, so he sent the masters to search.

The back mountain of Moqiu is divided into nine areas, and there are demon beasts between the fourth and third areas, but that can be completely ignored for the Holy Sword Pavilion.

"There are still traces left, they really stayed here, and I searched carefully, and I couldn't let go of any clues. ”

The master of the Holy Sword Pavilion was a little excited, and he went all the way up, and soon came to the top of the mountain, and the tragedy happened there.

It's broad daylight, and the monument in the first area is very weird, and it's hard not to attract attention.

The masters of the Holy Sword Pavilion are well-informed, and at first glance they are good things, and they must be taken.

But who would have thought that there were more than ten masters in the group, and there were only three powerhouses in the Shenlun realm, all of whom were powerful characters in swordsmanship, and the rest were basically masters of Tianwu Jiuzhong and Tianwu Eightfold, and as a result, they all died in this place, and none of them escaped.

Why this is so, and what is happening, no one knows.

The main masters of the Holy Sword Pavilion waited for a long time, but they couldn't wait for news, so they had to send someone to check again, but the second batch of masters was lost in the sea.

When the third group of masters went up the mountain, it happened to be night, and it was learned that the first two groups of masters had all died in this place.