Chapter Seventy-Eight: I Regret Not Reuniting You

"Holy Maiden bless me Kunwu!" The Great Elder finally uttered this sentence.

The seal of the Holy Maiden on Anxin's forehead slowly opened, truly taking on the shape of a flower.

The red imprint, accompanied by the birth of the demon flower, has added a lot of color to the face of the peerless elegance of peace of mind.

Those who may have a heart will find that the statue of the saint not far away also shows a glimmer of light on its forehead. The shape of the light is like a holy seal.

"Hammer-hammer-" The sonatine sounded slowly, the phoenix really spread its wings behind Anxin, and the little meat bun and her elves also prayed for it seriously, even the always naughty little unicorn beast stood there solemnly, looking at Anxin with warm and sincere eyes.

The return of the holy woman of the Kunwu tribe is the most shocking thing.

And the ceremony they held is also one of the most solemn and prosperous ceremonies on this interface.

Their Sacred Heart Continent is a place that ordinary people yearn for, and it is also a place that the people they live here want to protect.

The Sacred Heart Continent is the highest-level continent, except for the interface of the human world, there are two remaining layers of the Falling Rain Continent and the God and Demon Continent, and they have also sensed the return of the Kunwu Holy Maiden.

All the elves living on the Falling Rain Continent cheered and rejoiced.

On the Continent of Gods and Demons, the same scene is the same.

In this interface, their supreme ruler, the Demon King, has tens of thousands of years of life, but there is no trace of wind on his face, but his eyes are full of stories, as if he has seen all the vicissitudes of the world.

"That's wonderful......" he muttered affectionately, looking at the place where the light in the sky was emanating.

The return of the Holy Maiden of the Kunwu Tribe, a day for all of their tribes to celebrate, and the envoys of other tribes on the Sacred Heart Continent also sent congratulatory gifts.

"Great Elder, I really envy your clan, I must be very happy with the return of this holy woman."

"It's so good, your Kunwu tribe has been silent for a thousand years, and it is finally about to rise."

"Is it that the position of the upper three clans should be vacated for your Kunwu clan?"

"Hey, this is maybe, after the fall of your saint thousands of years ago, there has never been a saint who is strong enough to lead you to the glory of the past, is this sure that this time?"

The people who came, the meaning of the words was different, some of them mocked, some sincerely congratulated, on this happy day just now, the Great Elder, did not want to quarrel with them, just said lightly:

"Even if a thousand years ago, after the fall of my saintess, we fell into silence, but compared to some people who forced their clansmen to learn spells all day long and tortured their clansmen to the point that life is worse than death, we are not even better than us." The Great Elder's faint sarcasm made the man's face flush.

The people of all other races also had different expressions.

"If it weren't for the protection of your holy daughter, you would have disappeared thousands of years ago." A bewitching female voice came from the gate.

When the Great Elder raised his eyes, he saw a woman dressed in flowers and branches, walking proudly towards this side.

The Great Elder, and all the other messengers present at the station, all performed the courtesies of all tribes towards her.

"See the owner of Xianliu Island."

But the woman, ignoring it, walked directly towards the Great Elder.

"I regret not sending you together with your dearest saint."

The woman gritted her teeth and said this, her eyes were quenched with poison, and she viciously looked through the Great Elder at the peace of mind not far away.

"Your saint looks like our old friend." After saying that, the Great Elder felt that something was wrong, but before he could stop it, the woman attacked Anxin with lightning speed.