Vol 3 Chapter 1292: Pity saint

These threads are like weeping willows, descending from above, and cage-like.
Formation method!
"Who the are you? Who asked you to make trouble in Honglianzong?"
The middle-aged woman was relieved when she saw that the silk thread enveloped Nie Yun and the two.
"Trouble? If it was trouble, you people would have died!"
Nie Yun shook his head.
"Well, no matter who you are, if you fall into my Red Lotus Formation today, you will be slowly refined by the fire of Red Lotus, and you can no longer escape!" The middle-aged woman stood up from her seat, with a strong confidence: Now tell the purpose and origin, I can let you live a little longer, otherwise ... I hope you don't make mistakes when you know the current situation! "
"Self-error?" Nie Yun sympathized with each other a little: "Are you sure your little matrix can trap us?"
"Small array? Exaggerate!"
The middle-aged woman laughed and laughed: "This method is made by my Red Lotus sect ’s master to collect chaotic treasures. Even if the strong men in the early days of scouring the sky mirror enter it, it is difficult to escape. Just you two? Tell you, we Although the Red Lotus ancestors are not the ancestors inherited from ancient times, but not everyone can bully them. You two broke into the mountain gate in violation of the rules and have already committed the crime of death! In addition, I hurt my elders and disciples of the mountain gate, and died Ten thousand times is not enough to wash away sin! "
"Can you get stuck in the early days of scolding?"
Ignoring her excited words, Nie Yun looked up at the silk thread in front of her.
A closer look revealed that unusual, these thin lines are not substantial, but are solidified by the red flame. Ordinary people don't say cut off, just touch it. I'm afraid it's going to be burned by flames.
"Yes, I'm afraid! Smelly man, dare to break into our ancestral gate, it will cost you ..."
The middle-aged woman's face was twisted and she laughed wildly, but before the laughter was over, she saw the space in front of her twisted. The two teenagers trapped by the fire of Honglian came out slowly.
The flames of people's discoloration hit the two without burning their clothes. They walked step by step without any action, but it made the middle-aged woman's deep panic from the heart.
This panic spread, suppressing the laughter and shaking involuntarily.
Who is this Not even afraid of the fire of Honglian?
"hateful……"
Screamed. The middle-aged woman rushed over, fitting her fingers like a knife, her eyebrows like arrows, her twirling strength, and her strength shooting.
call!
The strength of the sky was dissipated, and her neck was pinched by the young boy. The whole man hung in the air.
"I don't want to kill people. I'll ask you anything, just say what you want, save everyone trouble!"
The palm of her hand shook, and the middle-aged woman fell heavily on the ground. The two boys waved and sat quietly on a stool on the side. As if the action just had nothing to do with him, the clouds were light and light.
"Two adults please say!"
With humiliation on her face, the middle-aged woman was afraid to say a few words.
The gentle movement of the other side just made her fully understand that the other side would never spend more time than killing a chicken.
The gap is too big!
"Is it the scolding strong? Isn't there only one ancestral scion in the world of Silver Moon? It shouldn't be a young man ..."
Aside from the wild thoughts in her head, the middle-aged woman stood up.
"Have you heard of King Shura?" Nie Yun asked.
The purpose of looking for the chaotic world, one is to find the source of King Shura, and the other is to find a way to restore Lingtai Lingyue. If the other party has not even heard of King Shura, the second thing will certainly not be known.
"King Shura?" The middle-aged woman shook her head. "You are talking about Ashoka! Ashoka is the super power who governs the chaotic region of the oblique moon! We silver world, listen to him!"
"Asoka?"
"Yes, I don't know much about this strong man. Everything is said by the pitying saint. If the two want more information, I can take you to see the saint!"
The middle-aged woman was busy.
"Pity a saint? Who is he?"
"He is the Supreme Holy One of our Silvermoon World. Everyone respects the existence. The reason why our three major gates are not too contradictory is precisely because of his existence!" The middle-aged woman explained: "He is our Silvermoon World The only superpower who has ever entered Jiutiantai knows more about Chaos than I do! "
"Nine rooftops?"
Middle-aged woman: "Niu Tiantai is a place in chaos. It is known as the ascending platform. Only when you enter it will you have the opportunity to enter the nine-day world! Of course, if Ashoka lives in the nine-day world, I do n’t know. Never went in! "
"Well, take me to the pitying saint!"
Although Jiutiantai and Jiutian World don't know what it is, it must be stronger than the Silver Moon World in front of them. You can find more ways to get in.
"Yes!"
The middle-aged woman nodded, but a cold chill flashed deep in her eyes.
"The pitying saint is a scolding powerhouse. Going to find them will definitely be trapped in the pity palace. At that time, I see you will not die ..."
As I thought in my heart, I stood up and said, "Two follow me!"
When you have finished speaking, you should fly to the sky first.
"It's so slow, take my boat!"
As soon as the back was tight, the middle-aged woman felt a strong grasp, and then her body flashed, and she appeared on a huge boat.
The boy stood still at the bow of the ship, like a silent poem and painting.
"The pitying saint is on the top of Silvermoon Mountain, the most central place in Silvermoon. If you fly over, you can arrive in one day!"
Looking down at the boat under his feet, the old meaning was exuded, and a surprise flashed in the middle-aged woman's eyes.
Her dignified princes peaked at half-steps and scolded the powerful goggles, but she did not see the level of this ancient ship!
"One day? Too slow, sit down!"
Nie Yun, standing in front of the ship, did not turn his head. After speaking, the boat suddenly accelerated suddenly, and the space around it seemed to be torn by a sharp arrow, and opened directly from the middle.
Huh!
The middle-aged woman did not stand firmly, was hit by the rushing air current, fell to the ground, and almost vomited blood.
"what?"
The half step scolded the strong goggles because she was too quick to quit the fight. This kind of incident made her unable to react, and she was almost not drowned by drool.
But her shock was not over yet, and the other's voice came again.
"Isn't Yinyue Mountain ahead?"
After hearing this, the middle-aged woman hurriedly looked up and could not help but jump.
Sure enough, Yinyueshan appeared in front of him.
According to the normal half-step scouring speed of the sky mirror strong, one day will certainly not be reached, but the ancient ship in front of him can't even breathe before coming ... What kind of treasure is this?
She had wanted to find a pitying saint to deal with these two, but at this moment she suddenly lost her confidence.
I feel that even if you are pitying the saint, I am afraid they have no strength.
Are they both scolding strong men? This ... this is impossible!
"Yes!" The middle-aged woman nodded.
"Come on!"
Nie Yun closed the dragon boat and flew over to Yinyue Mountain.
A luxurious palace appeared in front of them, and dozens of people lingered in front of the temple, kneeling, standing, or looking forward with anticipation. These people were not weak, but they all had some immortal strength.
"These are prayers for the pity saints to be accepted as disciples. They are all wizards who have never been encountered in the mainland for a century.
The middle-aged woman took a look and explained.
Squeak!
She spoke hard, the palace door opened, and a child in Tsing Yi came out.
"Please come back, saints still have no intention of accepting disciples, please don't bother!"
The children in Tsing Yi behaved arrogantly. Although they only possessed the strength of Wangxianjing, they were nothing in front of Xianjun, but none of them dared to show contempt.
"Sheng Tong ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I am Tongzhou Jixiang. This is my resume. I also want the children to pass the pass. This nine-leaf ginseng is my meeting gift for you ..."
A young man hurried up and took out a gold medal and a green ginseng.
As soon as this ginseng appeared on the aura, it was a priceless treasure at first glance. If the child in Tsing Yi took it, it would be of great use to him to break through the immortal king.
Just to send resumes to the palace, this kind of treasure is given out. This young man's handwriting is really big enough.
"You still hold the nine-leaf ginseng. I said that the saint will not accept the disciples. It would be useless to want more. Just go back and don't disturb the saint here. Otherwise, if you get angry, you can't bear it! "
The boy waved his hand and did not pick up the so-called nine-leaf ginseng, as if this precious and incomparable thing was like garbage.
ps: Dear friends, the college entrance examination went smoothly. . . Old Ya is also going to answer. . Um, everybody says that I'm good at Tsinghua or Peking University? If not, how about going to Lan Xiang. . . . . (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please read.)