It was then that Evena saw something almost transparent in the air, flattened like a large disc, with several hanging handles at the bottom.

The Green Dragon Venerable stretched out his hand and grabbed a handle, suddenly remembered something, turned his head to Avena and said, "Follow obediently, there is a spiritual power ban here, you can't fly." At the same time, he snorted at the flying machine, motioning for her to grab the handle.

Avenna was slightly surprised, in fact, she had tried it when she first arrived here, and there was indeed a powerful prohibition in those ethereal fogs, and she couldn't fly at all.

"Got it, I'm not as bad as you think! Anyway, they're already here, are you still afraid that I won't be able to escape? After speaking, he raised his chin proudly and squinted in contempt.

"Hmph—it's good to know, don't get me in trouble." Qinglong snorted coldly and stopped making a sound.

The disc-shaped strange machine soared into the air, flying low, and soon the four of them crossed the lake, skimmed through the heavy fog, and landed on a small hill a few minutes later.

Don't look at what Avena said, in fact, her heart is up and down at the moment: the mood of waiting is difficult, and the mood of waiting for an unpredictable result is even more difficult. I don't know what will happen to my fate when I arrive at the temple of "Ispatin".

The mystery and strangeness here were beyond her imagination, and she didn't know so many things that she didn't have time to think about it, like an animal that was forcibly led by the nose.

All eyes were guarded by cultivators and powerful Jidu people, not to mention that she wanted to escape from here on her own, even without these cultivators, just a powerful Qinglong Venerable would be able to completely control her.

Turning the corner of the hill there was a corridor of stone pillars, and there was nothing but countless ruins in front of her, but it was conceivable that the glory of the heyday of this place had long been eaten away by time, and its limbs were scattered like the mutilated fossilized bones of an ancient creature.

How beautiful and rich this sprawling complex was, and countless admirers wanted to see it, flocking to it like a pilgrimage, bringing it an endless stream of wealth and status.

Avena's gaze was drawn to a large pale gold disc suspended in mid-air, seemingly a complete curved surface made of nine arcs, with countless intricate carved lines, particularly conspicuous against the snow-white background of the majestic mountain peaks, and the mottled surface had some pale green shadow marks, which appeared to be cast in bronze.

Just as Avenna was walking and watching, secretly shocked in her heart, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in front of her.

From a distance, I saw three people walking briskly, and they should be the guards of the inner court of the temple who had made a special trip to pick them up.

The monk who led the way hurried through the garden lawn in front of the main hall after learning of the arrival of the Venerable Qinglong, and the first was a tall and thin cultivator, with dark skin, wearing a large golden earring on each earlobe, followed by two sword-wielding guards.

Venerable Qinglong knew from afar that someone was coming, the first person was the chief guard of the great elder in the hall, the old guard known as the lone wolf, and the other two were the knights of the chief guard, both of whom were powerful and noble inner temple guards.

"Venerable Qinglong, you're here."

The tall and thin chief of the guard did not kneel and salute, but bent down and bowed in a fairly standard posture, which was a perfect display of the strict rank and dignity of the "Ispartine".

"Well, it turned out that the chief of the guard came to greet him personally, so why be polite, what about the others? Are they all here? Venerable Qinglong folded his hands and returned the salute, obviously respecting the guards of the inner court.

"Oh, they arrived one after another yesterday, and are now waiting for your arrival in the Celestial Star Water Palace."

The chief guard stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, then turned to lead the way.

Along the way, Qinglong asked about what happened to Ispartine after his retreat and cultivation in the realm, and the chief of the guard answered them one by one, but he would never say a word about things that even he didn't know.

Because, this kind of thing can only be answered by a cultivator of the level of the Great Elder.

A few people were like this, chatting and hurrying away, and the four of them soon came to the edge of the venue where those cultivators practiced martial arts.

Avenna looked at it and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, there were countless cultivators practicing on the huge lawn, the outer ring was lawn and rocks, and the inner circle was a complex terrain set up in an undulating shape, some people were fighting each other, some were practicing their skills, and some people were meditating and meditating in front of some seemingly inconspicuous cultivation equipment.

The space was filled with the qi they released, although she also had Zhuge Yun's spiritual power imprint in her body, and the momentum emitted by these cultivators was not unfamiliar, but for the blood clan who felt energy very keenly, this instinctive sense of fear was indeed a little difficult.

"This woman who has been with you all this time is the one you brought with you, right?"

Just as he was about to enter the main hall, the chief of the guard, "Lone Wolf", suddenly turned around, looked Avenna up and down, saw the clothes that were almost rags, and asked Lin Mou martial arts.

"Well, that's good."

The chief of the guard frowned slightly, and said with a straight face: "The blood clan is not allowed to enter our sacred hall, you should know the rules." ”

"Of course I know, but she has some information, the stakes are very high, and she needs to explain it to the Great Elder in person, I have to take her personally, please be accommodating."

"Accommodating? That's going to be tough...... Although I know that what you say is true, rules are rules, and I ask for your forgiveness. ”

The head of the guard seemed to be resolute and would not give an inch.

Lin Mouwu frowned, stared at the eyes of the chief of the guard, and said coldly: "The rules are set by people, and the situation in extraordinary times is a different matter, this matter cannot be delayed, and it may affect the decision of the Great Elder, so special treatment will be given in special circumstances!" ”

His words were already a bit harsh, and his cold and arrogant look also explained the problem, making those knights feel a little chilled.

But the strange thing is that the head of the guard did not have the slightest intention of evading, shook his head, calmed down slightly, and glared back directly at the Qinglong Venerable.

"This temple of Ispartine has stood for countless centuries, holy and noble, and has never been stepped upon by a foreign race, let alone a filthy blood. This is my duty to guard the temple for centuries, not to break the rules. Moreover, even if the queen of the blood clan came back then, it was also ordered to set up a banquet, is she more noble than the queen of the blood clan? ”

The chief of the guard said righteously, looked sideways at the green dragon, raised his chin slightly and pointed at Evenna, which seemed to say: Even you, the Qinglong Venerable, can't cross the line.

Lin Mouwu's face was a little difficult to look at, and countless thoughts were swirling in his head.

Suddenly, the tone gradually increased, "Good! In that case, you might as well call the Great Elder outside to talk about it. However, the ugly words come first, this matter is very important, if the Great Elder's decision is delayed, then no matter what happens next, can you take responsibility? ”

The chief guard had a serious expression and just sneered, but he didn't say anything.

When the two were at a stalemate, a knight next to him suggested: "It's better to be like this, if there is anything important to tell, tell the chief of the guard first, and he will ...... the matter to report."

Qinglong's face changed, and before he could finish speaking, he released a mountain-like coercion, which made the knight tremble.

"What do you say! Isn't the green dragon of my four great Templars worthy of seeing the Great Elder? Need you to report? Also, why are you so little guardsman doing so much? Flash me aside! ”

Qinglong's temper was really terrifying, and the huge coercion was released, making the knight's knees tremble, and he was about to kneel on the spot when he saw it.

Fortunately, a pure masculine force held him up, and his knees did not touch the ground. Lin Mouwu didn't even look at it, he knew that it was obviously the old guard captain nicknamed "lone wolf" who made a move.

The ability of the chief guard is not weak, he was selected from among the cultivators several centuries ago, guarding the strong people of the "Ispartine" temple that represents the divine nobility. Following the Great Elder and the House of Elders all the year round also gave him the opportunity to get a glimpse of some advanced cultivation methods, and the cultivation herbs and utensils he obtained were also of the highest level, and he was an unborn hermit master.

In fact, in terms of strength, he is also far higher than the elite "Sky Survey Shadow Guard", not even below the four Templars.

Lin Mouwu's face was like frost, and in his cold eyes, it seemed that something was about to erupt, and his teeth were clenched.

"Ispartine" has long been highly hierarchical, from the Supreme Council and the House of Elders, down to ordinary cultivators and mortal disciples who are not beginners, and the hierarchical relationship is very delicate, almost strict to the point of perversion.

Those who possess great abilities can not only be respected by all practitioners, but also have absolute authority and respectful status, and ordinary practitioners will never dare to commit any offenses. The tradition of "Ispartine" is that pureblood is the highest, which is equivalent to the theory of blood identity, although in the long history, there are fewer and fewer pure-blooded Jidu people, but those long-standing rules are extremely strict and have never changed.

"The prince will have a kind of Xiangning", this sentence is very suitable for Qinglong's body.

Although he is not a pure-blooded Jidu person, he is a hybrid of Jidu people and humans. However, he relied on his tenacious perseverance and strong strength to challenge the masters, thus changing his bloodline and sending out an unyielding roar towards the top of the "Ispartine" temple, which has been controlled by pure-bloods since ancient times.

After the Great Realm Competition, he was also selected as the "Templar" who commanded countless Jidu people's powerhouses as he wished, and he was indeed well deserved.

The chief of the guard, the "lone wolf", and the Templar Qinglong did not give in to each other, and the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing.

Two powerful coercies raged in the air, and even cracks appeared on the stone steps, clicking. The knight who was sandwiched between the two was worse than dead at the moment, and he regretted that he shouldn't have said that and offended the Qinglong Venerable.

The sheer pressure overwhelmed him, and he felt like every bone in his body was going to be crushed.

The ordinary cultivators around couldn't help but go backwards, their feet couldn't stand steadily, and fine beads of sweat oozed from their faces, each of them resisting with their own strength.

Avanna tried to retreat, but her steps were drunk, and she stumbled, her body staggered, and she stumbled on the tall mottled steps.

"Good fellow, come on! It's been a long time since I've had a good time, and today I just had some muscles! The green dragon sneered, and the green dragon mark suddenly burst out with green light on the back of his hand.