"Spirit Tree!The Tianyin Holy Land is already safe, what about the Holy Venerable?!" When the Spirit Tree appeared on the lonely mountain of the Tianyin Holy Land, the cultivators of the entire Tianyin Holy Land felt the holy Yuan Power that had nourished them all year round.

Almost everyone was rushing towards the spirit tree with a hundred-year-old posture, and some people even burst into tears while hurrying, spitting and snot mixed with tears and almost fell to the ground.

"Lord Saint, where is Lord Saint!" More and more people gathered around under the root of the holy book, but they could only look around blankly under the tree, unable to find the Tianyin Holy Venerable and the Tianyin Pavilion. "Tianyin Pavilion was originally here, why is there only this spirit tree!"

"Who has seen the Holy Venerable, Elder, Master, where is the Holy Venerable!" Several elders in charge of important matters did not answer the question of the land at hand, but just looked at the growing and tall trunk of the spirit tree in front of them with a blue face.

"Master...... Why are you unwilling to answer my question?" Seeing the face of Tie Qing, the disciples and the elders of the partial sect all had guesses in their hearts, and a sad atmosphere permeated under the spirit tree. "Master, Lord Saint Venerable is in retreat, isn't he?"

"Holy Venerable, she ......"

"Ladies and gentlemen of the Heavenly Sound Holy Land, I haven't seen you for a long time. Shangguan Xiaoyao fell from the tree and inadvertently interrupted the conversation of an elder. "Boy, Shangguan Xiaoyao is nagging again. ”

Shangguan Xiaoyao landed on tiptoe, the flying robe cuff gradually drooped down, and the folding fan opened on his chest with a snap in his hand and shook it slowly.

"Xiao Yao, Xiao Yao, how dare you come!" The person who was interrupted was none other than Yin Aisheng, who was already holding back the fire in his belly, and then shouted sharply.

"I have to reiterate to you, a deaf man, that I am Shangguan Xiaoyao. Shangguan Xiaoyao frowned, and the fan in his hand pointed at the angry Yin Mourning Saint. "If you don't welcome me, I can go now. ”

"Hmph, forgive me for not sending it far away!" The old boy-like voice mourning saint was about to blast people away along with Shangguan Xiaoyao's angry words, and Shangguan Xiaoyao couldn't help but be sullen from his stomach, and then he was about to throw off his sleeves and leave the top of the mountain.

"Elder Yin Mourning, don't be rude!" Just as Shangguan was about to go, the Tianyin Saint Venerable also slowly floated down from the spirit tree. "Please stay!"

The faces of several core elders changed instantly, or they cried directly with joy and sorrow, or beat their chests and grabbed the sky and shouted at the ground, or even knelt down on the ground directly with their faces pale.

The faces of these people were all in Shangguan Xiaoyao's eyes, and they couldn't help but worry about this Tianyin Holy Land, these so-called core elders were at least twenty percent of them who were unscrupulous in his eyes.

And the disciples behind the elders and the side sect reacted very directly, and they all saluted with respect to the Tianyin Holy Venerable who fell from the spirit tree.

"Hmph, the more you are in the center, the more disunited you are, and the crisis in this Tianyin Holy Land should also come. Shangguan Xiaoyao, who had a full view of everyone's performance, said secretly in his heart, and the fan in his hand also changed a little faster with the change of mood.

The Yin Mourning Saint, who was about to step forward to complain to the Tianyin Holy Venerable, heard that the Holy Venerable's honorific title for Shangguan Xiaoyao had a little bit of equality, and he was surprised inexplicably, so he had to wait for the Tianyin Holy Venerable's words in a stalemate.

After the Tianyin Saint Venerable's feet fell, he slowly glanced around, and opened his mouth to ask everyone, "Where is the Holy Maiden Chief Yin Zhiyao!"

The crowd gathered in front of the tree did not make any reply, and they all looked around for the figure of the holy woman.

"Has the Holy Maiden Chief Yin Zhiyao arrived?" asked the Tianyin Saint Venerable again, his brows furrowed slightly.

After a while, there was still no answer, and the Tianyin Saint Venerable couldn't help but feel a little anxious: "Elders and disciples, please go and find the Holy Maiden Chief, the deity has something important to announce here." ”

Hearing the Holy Venerable's order, everyone did not dare to delay, and they said yes in unison and dispersed.

Seeing that the grass in front of him was empty again, Tianyin Saint Venerable immediately turned to look at the spirit tree that was still rising, and his face seemed to be happy and sad.

"Lord Saint, Elder Ben has something important to discuss. The Sound Mourning Saint, who had not left, took a step forward and asked the Heavenly Sound Saint Venerable for instructions.

Yin Wai Sheng, who had been keeping his head down, glanced at the uncertain expression of the Tianyin Holy Venerable, and couldn't help but feel a sudden burst in his heart, regretting his sudden appearance.

"You didn't go to find Yin Zhiyao, what are you doing here?" Tianyin Saint Venerable's voice came into Yin Wai Sheng's ears, causing his scalp to tingle. "That's it, the deity has forgiven you from the sin of not doing the holy order this time, so let's talk about it directly. ”

The second sentence made the Yin Wai Saint breathe a sigh of relief, and then raised his head and bowed slightly to the Tianyin Saint Venerable, and said with a stiff neck: "Since the Spirit Tree has been completed, the Tianyin Holy Land has no worries so far, why don't we just go out and drive the Netherworld Saint Venerable away directly!"

Tianyin Saint Venerable was attracted by the shocking words of the Sound Mourning Saint, and his eyes unconsciously glared at each other.

"Yin Wai Sheng, are you serious?" Shangguan Xiaoyao, who had been beside him and didn't say much, couldn't help but exclaim at this time.

Shangguan Xiaoyao's abrupt voice made Yin Ai Sheng tremble, and then reprimanded Shangguan Xiaoyao with dissatisfaction: "You are not a person from my Tianyin Holy Land, so naturally you don't have the courage of the heroic party of my Holy Land. If you're afraid of the Netherworld, you can wait here for us to return triumphantly!"

The old man but there was no steady voice that made Shangguan Xiaoyao not know what to say, and then he stopped paying attention to the performance of the Yin Mourning Saint Clown, and looked at the Tianyin Holy Venerable with an inquiring eye.

"If you have such ambitions, why don't you take the lead?" Tianyin Saint Venerable walked towards the trunk of the tree, leaving only the mature back of the Sound Mourning Saint who looked no more than thirty.

Yin Wai Shengtian, who couldn't see the face of the Holy Venerable, naively thought that this was the Tianyin Holy Venerable who had agreed to his request, and then showed a complacent look, and there was a little more provocative in his eyes when he looked at Shangguan.

However, Shangguan Xiaoyao, who had already sensed something, ignored the Yin Wai Saint, and just looked at the Tianyin Saint Venerable with a smile.

"Lord Saint, I am a pioneer myself, but I am afraid that Netherworld Saint Venerable will be difficult to match. Seeing that the Heavenly Sound Saint Venerable had ignored him for a long time, the Yin Mourning Saint simply asked for instructions again.

The Celestial Sound Venerable just looked at the trunk of the tree, neither speaking nor looking back.

A leaf of the Spirit Tree fell from the sky above and floated to the feet of the Sound Mourning Saint.

"Do you see this leaf?" Shangguan Xiaoyao suddenly said something specious to Yin Aisheng.

Yin Aisheng looked down at the leaves under his feet suspiciously, not knowing what Shangguan Xiaoyao wanted to say to him.

"If I wasn't here, there would be the essence blood of the Heavenly Sound Saint Venerable in this leaf. Shangguan Xiaoyao threw the fan on the palm of his other hand and put it in the ring. "When the time comes, are you going to take the Tianyin Holy Land to surrender? ”

Shangguan Xiaoyao's words stirred up a cold sweat in the sound mourning saint, and the blood-red qi instantly dyed the root of his neck.

"What do you mean, Shangguan Xiaoyao, is it difficult for you to plant this spirit tree or can't you plant it?" the angry Yin Ai Sheng stomped his feet, and pointed his finger straight at Shangguan Xiaoyao and asked. "I, the Holy Venerable of the Heavenly Sound Holy Land, why do I want to go and be in cahoots with the Netherworld Holy Land!"

"The spirit tree was planted by Shangguan Xiaoyao. The Tianyin Saint Venerable, who hadn't spoken for a long time, spoke, but his voice was no longer the old female voice, and the voice spit out from the mouth of the Tianyin Saint Venerable at this time even Shangguan Xiaoyao and other soul realm powerhouses had a feeling of amazement. "Now the Spirit Tree is Shangguan free. ”

The slender fingers of the Tianyin Holy Venerable had been caressing the trunk of the tree that was still growing, but he could no longer feel the soul touch between them.

Before I knew it, two lines of tears flowed from my eyes, crossed my cheeks, and dripped into the earth.

Seeing the tears of the Heavenly Sound Saint dripping into the earth, the Voice Mourning Saint said in his heart that this was a good opportunity to kill his mouth.

"Boy, you dare to take away the inheritance of the Spirit Tree of my Tianyin Holy Land, you are so bold!" A shocking leap flew out of the sleeve of the Yin Mourning Saint, and in an instant, he approached the door of Shangguan Xiaoyao, and then the body of the Yin Mourning Saint also stepped on it hard and pressed towards Shangguan Xiaoyao.

Feihong was easily cut off by Shangguan Xiaoyao with the Xiaoyao Sword in a flash, but what puzzled Yin Waisheng was that after Shangguan Xiaoyao cut off the hidden weapon, he directly put the Xiaoyao Sword into the sheath.

"What is this guy thinking. "This is the closest that Yin Ai Sheng has come to Shangguan Xiaoyao, and it is also the last time.

Then there was a huge force from his waist, and the whole person bent into a terrifying angle and rolled and smashed to the ground.

Shangguan Xiaoyao looked under the spirit tree, Tianyin Saint Venerable was staring at him with tears, his left hand was aimed at the Yin Mourning Saint, Shangguan Xiaoyao could still feel the aftermath of the holy power in the air.

"I never doubted you before. Tianyin Saint Venerable spoke, and his words were always accompanied by ethereal fairy sounds, making Shangguan Xiaoyao feel that his ears were full of flowers and birds.

However, in the ears of the Sound Mourning Saint, this became a war drum rumbling, and the hundred ghosts howled, and the entire person's already severely damaged meridians almost collapsed, and he opened his mouth to spit out large pieces of internal organs.

Tianyin Holy Venerable stepped step by step beside Shangguan Xiaoyao, and every time he landed, there would be bursts of pleasant sound ringing under his feet.

"Is it that I trust you too much, and you feel that you can easily shake my position to start such an incident? The sleeve robe on the Tianyin Holy Venerable gradually disappeared, and with it was a set of silk with a slim waist, mainly embellished with flying threads. "The Holy Land of Tianyin has never owed you anything, but you want to kill your children and conspire with your fellow disciples. ”

The flying threads on the sleeves wrapped around the left and right hands of the Tianyin Saint Venerable, and with the swing of the fingers, there were bursts of string sounds.

"Joy, preface. ”

Shangguan Xiaoyao noticed that the Yuan Force between the limbs and the hundreds of bones was faintly shaking unsteadily with the sound of the Tianyin Saint Venerable's strings, and secretly said that this Tianyin Saint Venerable's ability was really worthy of its name.

The sound of bells and drums was manipulated to appear without musical instruments, and the music that gradually became magnificent in Shangguan Xiaoyao's ears arrived at the Yin Mourning Saint, as if he had heard the invitation from the evil spirits in the cold hell to him.