The fog was steaming and thunder was surging.

In this boundless Valley of Swords, an old man was speeding at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and the huge sound of breaking the air almost disturbed all the creatures and ghosts in the ghost fog below.

But the heavy mountain-like coercion exuded from the old man's body made even those yin ghosts who only knew tyrannical killing feel a touch of fear.

The whistling wind, the white hair was messy, and Luo Zhiyuan ran at full speed with a gloomy face.

These days, he has not been doing well.

As the Holy Venerable of the Jiantian Pavilion, the great commander of the Seven Clans of the Jiantian Empire, the great priest surnamed Luo, the huge authority he holds in his hands, except for the high-ranking Pavilion Master, there are very few people in the world who can stand out from him.

He has been in a high position for many years, and he has not experienced the emotion called nervousness for a long time.

And now, it's happening.

Because not long ago, the rubbish of his subordinates told him that the Holy Maiden had disappeared in the night.

According to the regulations of the Heavenly Pavilion, anyone who goes out with the Holy Son is regarded as the protector of the Holy Son.

Anyone who has a bad pool, regardless of identity, regardless of cultivation, is strictly investigated, and is personally handled by the cabinet master.

Thinking of this,

Luo Zhiyuan's wrinkled face was already gloomy as if it could drip water.

The legitimacy of all the powers within the Heavenly Prison Pavilion comes from the Heavenly Determination that holds the "Immortal Human Authority" and can deduce the Heavenly Machine.

However, the Yantian Decision is a dead thing, and there is no autonomous consciousness, so the Pavilion Master and the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters who have practiced the Yantian Decision will naturally become its substitutes.

And this legitimacy also led to the birth of a deformed system of power.

No matter what you cultivate, no matter your age, no matter your background, even if you were just a three-year-old beggar on the side of the road before, once you are elected as a holy son or a holy daughter, your status will directly override any holy deity, and you will be a substitute at the same level as the pavilion master.

Although the Holy Son and Holy Maiden are candidates for the Pavilion Master, the Pavilion Master is not the superior of the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters.

Compared with his superiors, the pavilion master is more like a guide to the Holy Son and Holy Daughter.

Of course

It's just status, not actual power.

But even if it doesn't involve power, just the status of the Holy Maiden at the same level as the Pavilion Master is not something that he Luo Zhiyuan, a Holy Venerable, can bear alone.

The protection is not effective, and the crime of killing the saint is equivalent to killing the pavilion master.

Once it is really investigated, maybe the entire Luo surname clan will have to take off a layer of skin!

With a lot of emotions, Luo Zhiyuan once again doubled his speed.

The Holy Maiden's soul jade tablet was crushed, indicating that she had encountered the danger of life and death, and he had to rush over as quickly as possible.

The wind is galloping, in an instant.

The speed of the saint's full burst directly turned the vast fog upside down.

But it was precisely because of his unscrupulous actions that some of the deepest existences in the Valley of Swords had already attracted his attention, and more than a dozen Dao Sen Ran's terrifying aura had almost locked him, but fortunately, these deepest existences were just watching at the moment, and did not take action to stop him.

At full speed, in just a quarter of an hour's effort, Luo Zhiyuan also arrived at the source of the soul power fluctuation.

The speed slowed down, hanging in the void, Luo Zhiyuan's solemn gaze swept below, so thick that it seemed that the mist of the night was invisible in his eyes.

Below, the swampy landscape is all around, with the branches and leaves of the trees deposited in the decaying liquid that has not changed for thousands of years, and the bubbling bubbles spray the methane gas, which is chilling and poisonous.

However, these were ignored by Luo Zhiyuan, and his eyes were locked on the woman below almost instantly.

Dressed in black and silk, who is the saint who has been missing for nearly a decade?

With a little peace of mind, Luo Zhiyuan exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then noticed that there was a woman standing next to him in the night.

Judging by her appearance, it seems that it is the woman named Tianyan who they are hunting.

Doubts rose along with vigilance, and Luo Zhiyuan's soothing brows furrowed again.

The method of exploration quietly infiltrated away.

Shengyuan swayed, and in a few breaths, Luo Zhiyuan's old eyes had a touch of strangeness.

Both of them were injured, and this Tianyan and the Holy Maiden didn't seem to have the intention of making a move, both of them just stood quietly on top of a poisonous tree and rotten wood, looking in one direction with their eyes silent.

And looking at the fluctuation of his mind, the two of them seemed to be still talking about something.

Groaning slightly, Luo Zhiyuan pressed the killing intent in his heart.

The situation here is weird, so don't act rashly, and ask the saint her reason first.

The thought flashed, and Luo Zhiyuan's figure had already appeared in front of Tianye and Tianyan

“.”

Looking at the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him, Tianyan's pair of emotionless golden pupils only glanced at the other party slightly, and his gaze fell back to the direction just now.

And Tianye kept scanning the old man and Tianyan's bodies back and forth with interested eyes.

However, what disappointed her was that this surnamed Luo Lao Immortal seemed to be really blind.

Not only did she not notice the aura on Tianyan's body that belonged to Yan Tiandu, but even the pair of golden pupils that were indistinguishable from her were directly ignored.

"Holy Maiden."

Luo Zhiyuan bowed down and saluted to Tianye according to the Heavenly Rite System, and then glanced at Tianyan on the side: "Who is this?" ”

"Tianyan."

Tianye's charming cheeks looked a little bored, and he pointed to the bottom of the swamp: "Don't look at it, she is the Tianyan we are looking for, but you came quite quickly, just go down to help me save someone." ”

“.”

Hearing this, Luo Zhiyuan's mind was racing, although he didn't know what had happened in the ten years since he disappeared every day, he still understood something.

After a little hesitation, Luo Zhiyuan asked in a low voice in that old voice:

"May I ask the Holy Maiden, the person you want to save is that Jinghyuk?"

"You're pretty smart." Tian Ye smiled slightly.

“.”

Luo Zhiyuan didn't reply immediately when he heard this, he glanced at the direction Tianyan was looking at, and his eyes suddenly froze.

Under the powerful perception of the saint, he clearly sensed that a huge cave space had appeared under this swamp.

Even if you don't look closely, the terrifying aura in it already shows that there is a Saint-level Yin Ghost entrenched below.

Looking back, his face remained unchanged, Luo Zhiyuan bowed slightly, and said:

"Holy Maiden, the purpose of our trip is only Tianyan and the Charm God Tree Species, and Jing He's life or death doesn't matter."

This answer can be regarded as a rejection of the proposal to save people.

It was not strange to see this day and night, and stared at Luo Zhiyuan with a smile.

Luo Zhiyuan looked calm and did not back down.

The status of the saint is very high, and His Holiness will not offend in general, but that's about it.

As long as the safety of life is not involved, the Holy Maiden has no power to directly order His Holiness at all.

"But what if I say, the succubus tree is planted in Jing He's hands?"

The sound of the night came lightly, Luo Zhiyuan's brows immediately tightened, and he made a judgment in an instant:

"Then I'm afraid this matter also needs to be considered in the long run, it will take time for the ghost willow below to devour the succubus tree species."

"There's no time."

"Holy Maiden, the ghost willow below is powerful, and Luo is not completely sure to deal with it."

"But Jing He and I have already concluded the lock of the same life."

“.”

Luo Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

This saint's love is unpredictable, and it is notoriously difficult to serve in the circle of the saint, but I didn't expect it to be ridiculous.

"If you don't believe me, you can use the Holy Source to probe my Heavenly Divine Soul."

Tianye seemed to know what the other party wanted to say next, Ying Ying smiled: "If you don't hurry up, until Jing He dies, I, the holy woman, will be eaten into a vegetative person under Venerable Luo's nose, and when the time comes, the pavilion master will personally handle the review, Venerable, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it." ”

“.”

The corners of Luo Zhiyuan's eyes jumped, and Shengyuan poked out a slight sense, and then his old face was uncomfortable as if he had eaten.

He felt that the saint in front of him looked like an inexplicable girl.

On the origin of the soul of the night, there is indeed a trace of others.

Luo Zhiyuan's voice was already suppressing some kind of anger:

"Holy Maiden, why are you doing this?"

"If I don't, I'll die."

Tianye's voice was very indifferent, and he pointed to Tianyan, who had been silent on the side: "She and his Jing He are much stronger than I thought, so I have to do this." ”

“.”

After a moment of silence, Luo Zhiyuan made a decision.

For someone like him, there will be no hesitation on such pressing issues.

"Luo Mou knows, since the holy woman has used such a secret method to save her life, I, as your protector, should eliminate danger for you."

While talking,

Luo Zhiyuan slowly raised a palm, and a ray of electric arc was generated in his palm, and then he threw it down.

The arc sinks into the soil, causing any ripples.

After doing this, Luo Zhiyuan raised his eyes and looked at the night, and said in a low voice:

"But everything that happens here, Luo will truthfully report to the pavilion master."

At that time, there were four holy daughters and sons in the world, and one died, and there were still three, and the evaluation of the pavilion master was lowered, which meant that it would be more and more difficult to inherit the position of the pavilion master.

But Tian Ye didn't care about this threat at all.

If she really wants to be the pavilion master, she only needs to show her true talent.

With her "Tianyan" attitude, she didn't need any competition to obtain the throne of the pavilion master.

Nodding with a smile, Tianye waved his hand and urged:

"I know I know Old Man Luo, you should hurry up, now Jing He can be possible at any time."

"Holy Maiden, this matter is not in a hurry."

When he said this, Luo Zhiyuan almost gritted his teeth: "At least let Luo be a little tempted by that beast first." ”

In this Valley of Swords, he fought with the Yin Ghost of the Holy Order, and if he attracted other beings from the deepest part of the Valley of Swords, even if he had five lives, he would not be enough to die.

Therefore, he must control the Qi machine within a certain limit.

Thinking in his heart, Luo Zhiyuan closed his eyes and began to sense the arc of electricity that had just been ingested into the ground.

As time passed, the look on his wrinkled cheeks grew stranger.

Until a certain moment, Luo Zhiyuan suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a trace of astonishment in his original ancient eyes.

Seeing this, Tian Ye raised his eyebrows and asked crisply:

"Old man Luo, what did you see?"

Luo Zhiyuan hesitated slightly, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and muttered:

"There's something strange about that ghost willow. It seems to be taking away the kid. ”

He didn't understand why a Saint-Rank Ghost Willow would have the idea of seizing the human race, but he didn't understand, it didn't mean that Tian Ye didn't understand.

At the moment of hearing this,

A touch of weirdness suddenly flashed in the golden eyes that were full of boring colors in the night, and then glanced at the girl on the side without a trace.

Snatch away.

This world is the void that has been dead for thousands of years, but if she takes this woman away here.

Is it possible to borrow the corpse to resurrect the soul?

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival

This month is definitely over

I'll change my avatar next month!

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