In the Moyun Holy Land, the strange smoke is vast, and the red sky is thin.

A number of strange peaks and different stones, rising from the ground, pavilions and pavilions above, scattering bursts of glow, beautiful.

The rich aura is almost indissolvable, even ordinary people, if they can live here all the year round, they will not have the slightest problem if they live a long life.

This scene is much stronger than the Ethereal Saint Realm.

And the Holy Lord of Namo Cloud can occupy a place among the countless divine lands with great powers, which shows that his strength is strong.

You must know that although this divine land is huge, there are also many powers in it, and every time there is an additional one, it must be agreed by other powers in the divine land.

And the criterion of agreement is strength, and only strong powers can settle in and establish their own extraordinary power.

At the same time, this is also a place that countless Tianyuan powerhouses want to enter.

Not only should it be rich in aura, but also because there are countless opportunities in it, even the quasi-saint is also excited.

At this time, Wang Hun, who had just left this division, rushed back.

He didn't care about observing the beautiful scenery around him, and ran directly towards the place where the Holy Lord of Moyun preached.

After hearing that Long Aotian was sheltered by the Ethereal Sword Sect.

The first thing that came to his mind was his master.

Because if he killed Long Aotian, he would definitely evil the Ethereal Sword Master.

It can even lead to conflict between the two sides.

Therefore, at this time, I am ready to report this matter to the Holy Lord of Moyun and listen to the opinions of the other party.

If something happens in the future, it's good to be prepared.

"Senior brother, why are you back again?"

When Wang Hun had just walked outside the main hall.

The boy at the door said loudly.

He was quite polite to Wang Hun.

As the youngest disciple of the Moyun Holy Lord, Wang Hun has always been looked at differently by the other party.

He was not as strict as several senior brothers.

Therefore, the disciples in the Holy Land were very polite to him and could not be offended.

"Is there anything wrong with the master now?"

"The Holy Lord is fine now, and the senior brother will go to report it. ”

Hearing that Wang Hun wanted to see the Holy Lord of Moyun, the boy naturally didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly spoke.

You must know that Wang Hun is a personal disciple of the Moyun Holy Lord.

And he's just a kid just getting started.

Although he can always accompany the Holy Lord, his status is much higher than that of his disciples in the same generation.

But in the face of Wang Hun, the other party even has the power of life and death against him.

Even if it was killed on the spot, no one dared to say that it was not half a point.

Therefore, where dare to have the slightest disrespect, turn around and enter the main hall.

After a few moments, he walked out.

said to Wang Hun with a happy face.

"Senior brother, the Holy Lord let you in. ”

When Wang Hun heard the boy's voice, he didn't take it big.

arched his hand towards the other party, and pushed the door straight into the temple.

"Apprentice, meet the master. ”

Wang Hun, who had just entered the hall, fell to the ground after seeing the Moyun Holy Lord who was sitting above and didn't know how to be happy or angry, and his voice was choked.

"Your business is already known to the teacher.

As a cultivator, I act against the heavens, and I have always been happy to take revenge.

If such a great revenge is not avenged, it will inevitably produce demons.

Let it go, Ethereal Sword Sect, the teacher will tell you what to say.

I have not been born in the Moyun Holy Land for many years, but I have been forgotten, and it is time to stand up. ”

The entire body of the Moyun Holy Lord seemed to be one with the space.

Looking at it fiercely, it looks like an ordinary old man, and there is no leakage of half of his mana.

But between the words, the momentum is getting more and more aggressive.

Until the end, even Wang Hun felt frightened.

I never thought that the always peaceful master would have such a side.

"Disciple thank the master. ”

Wang Hun after hearing the voice of the Moyun Holy Lord.

Although frightened, the next moment, he said with a smile on his face.

As long as there is the Holy Lord of Moyun to speak.

Even the Ethereal Sword Sect has to think about it carefully, after all, a human emperor and a holy land, anyone can calculate the difference.

"Go down, the Tao is natural, just do it with your own heart. ”

The Moyun Holy Lord said lightly, and the next moment, he disappeared into the main hall.

Only Wang Hun was left stunned to stay where he was, with joy in his eyes, ready to seek revenge on Long Aotian.

But he didn't know that the Moyun Holy Lord at this time had already come outside the Ethereal Holy Realm.

"Since Daoyou is here, why don't you come in and get together. ”

The Moyun Holy Lord tore through the void and had just come to the sky above the Ethereal Sword Sect.

A loud voice rang out.

There was a glow in the sound waves, rippling all around.

"Excuse me!"

Hearing the voice, the Moyun Holy Lord said lightly, and then took a step out, and he came to the main hall of the Ethereal Sword Sect without the slightest obstacle.

The two would-be saints stood opposite each other, and the space around them seemed to be solidified.

The endless rhyme of the Tao accompanied the two of them to spin endlessly, which was terrifying.

"I don't know where my friend is, what is the so-called thing?"

The Ethereal Sword Lord spoke first.

The glint in his eyes was fleeting.

"I've long heard that the ethereal Taoist has the ability to predict the future, but today he asked me. ”

Hearing the voice of the Ethereal Sword Lord, the Moyun Holy Lord said lightly.

"When the Ethereal Sword Sect entered the Divine Land, I hoped that Daoist friends could help me. ”

As soon as the Moyun Holy Lord's words were finished, the Ethereal Sword Lord replied to the question.

"Good!"

"Fellow Daoists, please take a seat!"

As soon as the voice of the Moyun Holy Lord fell, the Ethereal Sword Lord said with a happy face in the next moment.

The momentum on his body was also abruptly retracted, and there was no tension in the sabre rattling.

The two talked like friends they hadn't seen for years.

But he didn't mention Long Aotian from beginning to end, as if the other party was just an insignificant ant.

It turned out that this ethereal sword master had already calculated all this.

That's why he ignored Da Luo Jinxian outside, showing that he wanted to protect Long Aotian.

But it was just to catch the big fish of the Moyun Holy Lord.

Let the other party help each other when he enters the sacred land, at least he will not object.

In the entire Tian Yuan Continent, the divine land of Zhongzhou is the place where great power gathers.

Although this Ethereal Sacred Realm is also a blessed land, if the Ethereal Sword Lord wants to take a step closer, only by entering the Divine Land will there be a glimmer of hope.

That's why I want to join in at all costs.

And the Moyun Holy Lord didn't want to be an enemy of a quasi-saint powerhouse.

With silence, everything can be dissolved, and naturally there will be no opposition.

So in a matter of moments, an agreement was reached.

As for Long Aotian's life and death, who cares about him.

"Tong'er, inform the heads of the families who are waiting outside the mountain gate.

He said that the human emperor of Great Qin has nothing to do with my holy land. ”

As he spoke, the Ethereal Sword Lord said to the boy outside the door.

Now that the people he was waiting for have appeared, there is no need for those outside the island to stay.

It's just that no matter how much he calculated that day, he couldn't figure out Long Aotian's origin, but it surprised him.

You must know that this time he has calculated all the Moyun Holy Lords, which shows the power of his divination powers.

But for Long Aotian, he was at a loss, how could he not be surprised.

But at this time, I can't care so much, and having a quasi-saint power as an ally is the most important thing.