Chapter 142: .Endgame (on)

In the quiet forest at the bottom of the holy tower, there is already a terrifying end.
The new green grass turned into dead yellow in a blink of an eye, and black and heavy clouds were gathering in the sky, creating a spiral wind tunnel, like a narrow eye, staring coldly at the rapidly collapsing giant tree in the middle of the lake.
The human face on the side of the tree has been completely broken from the center, and a silver ball of light is supporting the breach to seal it firmly, which is the supreme divine power representing the realm. Above the entrance of the cave, countless scorched and scorched leaves broke away from the dry and cracked branches and fled with the violent wind, but they could not enter the only safe place in this secret realm.
In the light sphere, Moredia stretched out his left hand wrapped in silver star patterns, floating in the sky, his expression still indifferent, and no distracting thoughts arose from the turmoil outside. He squinted his eyes slightly, his eagle-like gaze shone through the realm, and with just one sweep, he could see all the details of this "treasure land".
Inside the human face is an empty tree hole. The walls of the cave are full of uneven textures like meridians, and there are a few dry to gray withered vines and wild moss. In addition, there is even a slight wave of divine power fluctuations. I didn't find it.
He had long known that he would not get the magic circle so easily, and he waved his hand again without finding any abnormality. The silver divine light squeezed outward like a bulging balloon, filling the entire tree hole in an instant, testing every gap, trying to find the possible "organs".
However, just hearing a "bang" sound, this seemingly sturdy tree hole turned out to be like paper mush. It was slightly supported by his gravitational field and then split from it. The whole tree smashed to the side without even shaking. drop.
The originally clear lake began to roll up black and corrupt silt, and it seemed that the roots of this giant tree began to fester. The broken tree body plunged into the mud with a harsh squeak, splashing a piece of dirty lake water and rushing into the air.
Moredia stared at the foul black, and couldn't help narrowing the corners of his eyes. The black mud fell all over the sky, all stuck to the field barrier shrouded by silver light, and also covered his sight. Although it is impossible for these filthy things to invade the domain, he still flicked his fingers, the light ball trembled slightly, and the black mud was shaken off in the blink of an eye.
The upper half of the tree has been cut off, and there is only one possibility left for the location of the magic circle... He has a plan in his heart, but his eyes still remain on the black water at the edge of the domain, and he gently shook his left hand. The remaining wooden stakes with annual rings appearing under the feet seemed to be cut by countless invisible sharp blades at the same time, and all the wood chips, large and small, were lifted up by gravity, woven into a whirlwind belt, flying out of the field, and spreading to the eye-catching black mud.
As time passed by, the tree holes dug deeper and deeper under his feet seemed infinite. No matter how he applied gravity, what entered the silver-white light was always the same yellow-brown broken wood. It wasn't until the entire dirty lake was covered by sawdust that Moredia finally stopped, looking at the bottomless dark wooden hole under his feet, and frowned.
How could he not find it... There were a few thunders in the sky at the right time. He thought of the secret technique of folding space and realized it. He was about to concentrate his strength to break the entire tree stump. Suddenly he stagnated again, turning his head and staring into the sky. The traces are not moving, the figure is as black as the mud of the lake.
Ku Rong was as thin as a canvas of images, bound by the gravitational field surrounding him, completely unable to break free. But Moredia still noticed an unusual strange force surging quietly under the black robe-although it was as subtle as a hair.
He stared at the black shadow in the sky, and his dry and hoarse voice buzzed in his mind: "It's perfect...Sure enough, only the unique supreme divine power like Your Excellency can completely destroy this tree."
Can the power of the soul penetrate the field? Moredia was a little surprised at the strangeness of this power, and a few dry laughs came over: "It's just... Your Excellency, as your loyal follower for many years, I must advise you to stay more vigorous and stop doing it. It's useless."
A brief silence.
A ray of silver light suddenly struck towards Kurong, and the powerful suction instantly drew him in front of Moredia, slamming against the invisible wall.
Useless? Moredia pondered the meaning of his words, looking at the black cloak that was twisted by gravity in front of him, he still looked indifferent, and asked calmly, "Then what do you think should be done?"
"...Below...just a kind reminder...you do this, it's not like a kind attitude." Ku Rong was almost suffocated by the forceful gravity, and even the voice transmission of the soul changed due to the sudden strengthening of the position. Intermittently.
Moredia squinted slightly, the gravitational pull entwining Ku Rong's body suddenly disappeared, and he fell heavily to the ground from mid-air, and there were several crisp sounds of broken bones. The spiritual monk trembling on the ground coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood, and a trace of horror crossed his eyes, and then laughed and mocked: "You always trust your own judgment too much, don't you doubt it, tonight is too much Did it go well?"
"……Oh?"
"Haha...I don't have to hide it from you anymore." Perhaps because he has achieved his goal, Ku Rong has no worries, and his voice is particularly frivolous, "In fact, there is no such thing as a place to hide treasure. This is where you are. The giant tree is the energy circle itself. When the holy tower was first built, the legendary saint Haran planted it personally, and then created this mysterious forest that maintains the energy in the tower, and that protector……
I told you before that this is the refuge of the guardian Elder Mu, so no one dared to bother... In fact, in everyone’s eyes, the sacred tree is absolutely indestructible, so no one is guarded. ...But they would not have thought that there would be a lord like you who was born "unnaturally"...
Moredia was expressionless and listened to the other party's babbling. After the word "unnatural" was uttered, he finally got a little moved. He looked down at the black robe condescendingly, squeezed his left hand subconsciously, and began to face the self-talking boring performance.
Ku Rong didn't realize that he had missed his mouth, and continued to chuckle: "Now, you have broken the giant tree. After a while, this space will completely collapse. Following that, the entire holy tower will be Shaking in the darkness..."
"...This is your purpose?" Moredia coldly interrupted his crazy words.
"Your Excellency is right. Destroying the Holy Tower... is the only goal I want to achieve!" The spiritual monk laughed and admitted, "Isn't this also what you want to achieve? I just... I must be as wise as you, and I won’t blame you for concealing."
Moredia looked at the black cloak calmly, as if he didn't realize his self-satisfaction, and asked in a hurry: "Destroying the giant tree can destroy the holy tower... This idea sounds really interesting. Where did you get the information?"
The laugh of the spiritual monk was a pause.
"Where did I get the information?" He didn't seem to have thought about this problem at all. He was taken aback for a while, then hung his head and muttered to himself. The dry voice floated above, almost inaudible.
Moredia waited patiently for the answer. After a while, the other party still didn't respond. He finally closed his eyes slightly, revealing a touch of disappointment: "It seems that I still overestimate you."
Ku Rong seemed to be irritated at this time, raising his head and mocking loudly: "After talking for a long time, your Excellency is just unwilling to believe the facts. It's no wonder you, the'energy circle' has fallen into disarray, and you don't know what to do Go back and face her? Hey..."
The weird laughter rushed everywhere, but couldn't meet any opponent. Moredy floated steadily in the center of the ball of light, like an unsentimental god, looking down on the black ground below, without saying a word.
This indifferent attitude aroused Ku Rong’s provocative desire-hope, and laughed and trembled: "Are you very unwilling at this moment? The founder of the dignified Protestant sect, the supreme lord who has never met against him, was unexpectedly caught by someone like me. Play in the palm of your hand, hehe... I blame you for being too obsessed, for the woman so hard, so that I can take advantage of the emptiness and entice you to show me this final scene step by step! The touching affection...It's so stupid!"
He laughed dumbly for a long time, but Moredia didn't answer a word. It wasn't until his laughter stopped that he unhurriedly spit out: "Done?"
Ku Rong was choked by his nonchalant tone, and he saw the lord in the ball of light beckoning his hand, and another force of suction pulled him into the air and nailed it to the broken inner wall of the stump.
"Speaking without shame..."
Moredia's faint sarcasm was like thunder, rumbling from above. He hadn't refuted it yet, and suddenly felt a glare of dazzling light before his eyes, and the slight impact that overflowed had crushed him so hard to breathe.
Ku Rong immediately realized that he was going to perform a full blow, his eyes were cracking, staring at the silver light wheel into the depth of the stump, shaking gently, and exploding into a rapidly rotating black hole! With the rapid expansion of the black hole, the star-like particles dispersed more and more, and soon covered the entire tree stump, and then there was a little sparkling green light like a flower gradually emerging from the center of the black hole.
That is... the core of the circle? Ku Rong couldn't believe it. There really was an energy circle in this giant tree! ?
Moredia caught the green light at a glance, and immediately swiped his left hand to it up gently. When I got closer, I could see an emerald-like irregular stone in the green light, about the size of a fist, a bit like a heart, but it didn't seem to be related to the "law formation" in the ordinary sense...
He is an alchemy lord who specializes in pharmacy. He is not familiar with this mysterious and mysterious power. He is a little suspicious, and there is an incoherent scream from below: "No, impossible! My memory will never be wrong. There must be something wrong!"
Moredia didn’t pay attention to the barking like a bereavement dog, and carefully hid the "sacred stone" into the left glove. As soon as he clenched his fist, he let out a sigh of relief: "It's a pity...but you at least got one thing right. . As expected tonight everything went well, I should, thank you very much."
It seemed that Ku Rong hadn't heard him, still desperately searching for his memories, trying to prove that he had made no mistake, but the shouts gradually stopped.
Although it is not clear what the green "sacred stone" is, it seems to be the only thing that exists in the giant tree.
After waiting patiently for a while, Moredia inadvertently wasted time, dispersed the black hole that swallowed the space below, adjusted his gloves and was about to leave, suddenly felt a tingling on the top of his head. The strong sense of crisis as if a sharp sword was approaching made him wave his hand subconsciously, first condensed the field of light into a shield and glanced upward.
The sky that had been completely covered by dark clouds turned into a thin crystal-like surface. Above the crystal, it finally revealed that layers of ring-shaped spaces were superimposed, like an endless white jade tower. The iron-grey mighty divine might is from top to bottom, engulfing the white jade layer by layer, the speed seems to be slow, and it will rush to the bottom.
The power of steel is the domain of the emperor? Moredia couldn't understand the intelligence of several lords in the Holy Tower. He raised his eyebrows slightly and was about to figure out the position of the other party. Then he heard the following strange laughs: "This is not good! I have reminded you. Your Excellency, leave quickly, now, I am afraid you can't go if you want to go!"
He swept down, the black figure still nailed to the stump seemed to be waiting for a helping hand, and he tried his best to dance and dance, as if he didn't know that once the domain fell, he would be hard to escape.
Moredia looked at the madly twisted black figure, only to feel ugly.
"I make you bother..." A brilliant silver light shot straight into the black cloak with this light and fluttering taunt, instantly immobilizing the swaying thin body, and tearing it into countless pieces after a few flashes-this followed him for nine years, In the end, the subordinates who rebelled inexplicably died out in this world.
Moredia didn't even watch the final outcome of the man, controlled the domain shield, and took the time to fly to the entrance, but because of this, he could not find the scary scene behind him.
The torn black shadow even the clothes of the people were scattered into cinder-like fines, without a trace of blood, without the texture of an inch of skin, just like this spiritual monk was made of coal stone.
A human-like phantom slowly floated out of the group of fine black dust, and it gradually solidified. It looked like a man in a flowing robe, but under the thick black mist, it was hard to see his face. He floated in the air, seeming to be still in a daze, and then slowly stretched out his hands to take a look, and suddenly exclaimed: "This...what's going on!"
Freed from the shackles of his body, his voice was as rough as the previous matte, it was exceptionally crisp and neat, and he looked very young, even with some weird reverberations.
The black shadow floating from Ku Rong obviously never thought about his situation after death. He looked around nervously, but found that he was still in the collapsed secret forest. He felt very at a loss about this, but soon, a voice printed from the origin of the soul seemed to murmur in his mind, making him instantly calm down.
Several pictures floated quickly in front of him, those pictures he had never experienced before, but were engraved in his soul.
He saw a mysterious nebula like a veil, saw the death of countless stars, saw immature creatures running on the earth, saw the fire raised by humans, and saw the prosperity and decline of civilization. And in the end, he saw a golden book, and the little girl with purple hair and gray eyes hidden behind the book...
"That's it, it turns out that I'm just... a piece of consciousness left behind... No wonder, no wonder I know those secrets..." He didn't dare to say the name, turned around with difficulty, and looked at a white shadow in the distance. Disappearing at the entrance of the forest like a meteor, faintly sighed, "Unfortunately... after all, it was still not completed..."
Before he finished speaking, the Iron Grey God's Domain descended impressively.
The metal frenzy swept past silently, freezing the entire doomsday forest for a moment. Whether it is the sludge rolling on the lake surface, the flying broken leaves, or the remnant of the giant tree in the process of collapse and decomposition, all are stagnated in a breath-except for the dark shadow.
The phantom still maintained an upright posture, unaware of the gray torrent around him, and the dark clouds on his face changed back and forth, seeming to follow his emotions.
"It's a pity..." After a while, the mysterious black shadow sighed again, and with a few self-deprecating sneers, it dispersed into a black mist and melted into the unshakable steel sky.
When Moredia returned to the central crystal column, the inside of the tower was still empty, and no one came to stop him. But he knew that the emperor had clearly discovered his existence. Before he stopped for a moment, he grabbed his hand and pressed on the crystal pillar, but from the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a monk wearing a blue cloak flashing across.
At this moment, he is alone, and he must be an enemy or not a friend. Without waiting for any action from the opponent, his left hand hurled out a gravitational beam first, and the arrow generally pierced towards the opponent, while his right hand continued to push the divine power into the crystal.
The silver light flashed and then extinguished, and Moredia seemed to see a faint blue light shining, and he was already on the outer wall of the holy tower.
At the moment of the enemy, the insignificant blue-robed man was immediately left behind by him, he would severed his hand and threw it far away, looking around. There was no more blood fog around the holy tower, and there was a silent gray light from the sky to the ground. No lights, no human voices, even the cracks of the brick walls are covered with a cold metal coating, like a steel flood flooding the entire capital!
He had never seen such a vast field of divine power, but after a little perception, he found that the pressure on him at the moment did not exceed the lord level, which meant that it did not pose too much threat to him.
Time is running out, he carefully squeezed the emerald heart hidden in his left glove, held the shuttle-shaped shield, gave a strong kick, and flew towards the southeast port as planned.
In a short while, Moredia had rushed out of the empty square near the holy tower, avoided the high-rise and low-rise buildings made of steel, and was thinking about the possibility of encountering obstacles in front of him. He didn't want to hear two blasts coming from behind him first, and a dazzling glow exploded in front of him, making him caught off guard and temporarily lost his vision.
Strong light bomb... How could the Holy Tower Brothers use such a sinister alchemy weapon? Although he can't see it, the powerful perception of the lord class still allows him to clearly perceive all changes around his birth.
He first sensed that there was a little more star-like water system divine power beside the huge energy tower that penetrated the sky. The blue robe monk? Is it the glare bomb he threw? Moredia frowned slightly, surprised that the other party was able to get rid of the gravitational restraint in a short time-even if it was a hasty blow, it was definitely not something ordinary people could resist...
There are still many rice-like divine lights gathering around, it should be the low-level monks who had come out of the tower to resist the attackers. Such a weak power was completely negligible, but he quickly swept through it, and found that these holy tower monks were also affected by the pressure of the emperor's domain and moved extremely slowly.
Maybe the other party can't fully control this divine realm...the opportunity is indispensable. Before the person in charge has appeared, he closed his eyes and speeded up and rushed forward. He had just passed through a few layers of metal courtyard walls, and suddenly felt the white light in front of him. He subconsciously threw out a few light groups and greeted them first before opening his eyes to take a look.
Amidst the dimness, a few white apertures could be seen passing through the steel field, rushing towards him. In the mid-air behind the light group, there was a thin figure in a white robe, surrounding the bright realm as white as a moon, and he was particularly conspicuous in the world constructed by the torrent of steel.
The power of light... he was a little uncertain about who the enemy that appeared suddenly was. There are two light lords in the holy tower, one is Elder Ning, the other... Judging from the information he has collected, the whereabouts have long been a mystery, it seems that it shouldn't be so coincidental, and they are returning to the capital at this moment...
In a single thought, the two divine powers have collided with little waves. The white apertures overlapped each other, ring by ring, and squeezed around the slightly weak silver light to completely engulf it.
An angry threat came from the air: "Who would dare to break into the holy tower!"
Only after a brief encounter, Moredia has tried to find that the opponent is not as strong as himself. It should not be the legendary high priest with unfathomable strength... He must be in his heart. He completely ignored the anger and only focused on white. The aperture continued to fall, but the speed became slower and slower, and finally disappeared after only a few waves on the domain shield of his bodyguard.
The two of them are in the Emperor's Iron God Realm, no matter how the Lord of Light attacks, they must forcefully penetrate through the two layers of the realm to hurt themselves. In other words, the emperor's power has now become his protection-protection-umbrella-this is one of the reasons why he knows that there are many lords in the holy tower and is not afraid of being besieged.
"Who are you? Do you want to hide your head and show your tail as a powerful man of the dignified lord rank?"
There was another sharp shout, which seemed a bit provocative. But Moredia remained silent or entangled with the opponent, and the silver light rushed to the side as soon as he got together. Countless halos flew in one after another, trying to trap him, but how could it easily break through the gravitational field that almost can be frozen in time!
After a breath, he calmly rushed out of the opponent's attack range and continued to retreat towards the port. Lord Light was willing to give up, biting behind him and chasing after him, but he couldn't exceed his bullet speed for a while.
The curved Hongqiao covered with metal in front of him has entered the field of vision, and it seems that the winner is in hand. Moredia did not relax his vigilance, fully guarding the steel emperor who has not yet appeared. I don't know whether he felt his obsession, the controller of this vast field finally took a little extra energy from the state of extreme concentration and bet on him.
The towering tower thundered and shook, spinning rapidly in the sound of thunderous friction, forming a giant iron statue of ancient clumsy, one after another, just like the wild giant that propped up this divine realm! The iron statue stands tall, wearing a complicated and exquisite ceremonial gown, and even the fine lines on the lining are clearly distinguishable, but the face is blurred into a ball, only a pair of scorching eyes like the scorching sun can be seen. Look at it.
Moredia's ears heard the rumbling in the distance, and he looked back without paying attention, and felt that the pressure around his body had suddenly increased several times, pulling him like a strong glue, making him almost unable to take a step forward.
I didn't expect the emperor's strength to be so powerful... This is really beyond expectation. He took a deep breath, clenched his left fist, and held it high above his head. The dazzling silver light burst out suddenly, as if thousands of light bullets were shining at the same time, the white cloth gloves were instantly decomposed, and the light revealed the weird crystal on the back of his hand that seemed to be embedded in the flesh.
The silver light was bright and white everywhere, and then immediately disintegrated. The huge gravitational impact tore the entire domain space apart, once again revealing a terrifying black hole enough to swallow everything, spreading rapidly with countless fine particles.
Moredia was floating right in front of the black hole, and the terrifying gravity that even light could not escape had no effect on him. He was able to turn his head back at this time, looking far away at the gray colossus standing between the heavens and the earth, frowning.
Can the emperor drive the power of the holy tower at will? No wonder he can let the domain cover the entire capital... He felt that this should be the truth, and then he saw a white light speeding up. He was about to evacuate under the cover of a black hole, and suddenly he was agitated by a chill coming from nowhere. There was a slight tremor, and then looking back, a gray light of the thickness of the bowl's mouth was approaching.
This beam of divine power is so dense that there is almost no reflection, and it is not affected by the gravity of the black hole, as if it had crossed countless space barriers and pierced the back of his left hand!
The fatal sense of crisis caused Moredia's pupils to shrink suddenly, immediately driving the gravitational field, and the whole person flew out like a spring. However, the gray light seemed to have its own tracking, dexterously turning around the arc, and then caught up with him in the blink of an eye, several times faster than him.
Seeing that the metal scorching light would touch the back of his hand, he decidedly let go, first threw the emerald sacred stone far away, and immediately clenched his fist, squinted his eyes, and slammed his fist to meet him with all his strength!
The silver and gray light suddenly met, and the entire realm space trembled constantly, as if waving a flag. From the cross section of that junction, the crisp sound of the collision between gold and iron echoed slowly, and as the divine power ripples spread farther and farther, it became the only sound in the world.
After a stalemate, the two colors of light flickered, but the victory was already divided.
Moredia was hit by the unfamiliar strong force and flew more than ten meters away, flickered a few times, and almost fell to the ground. He held on to his body, only to feel that his mouth was filled with the bitter taste pouring up from his lungs, but he still did not forget to the emerald back into his palm for the first time and hold it tightly.
The bright realm like a full moon in the distance was rushing forward, and the overlapping white halos once again caught Moredia's eyes. Although he was defeated by the emperor, he still had to block this piece of light and supernatural power that took advantage of the victory. It's just that the strong enemy is on the side, and one more second will be more dangerous.
He had achieved the purpose of this trip, and he didn't want to fight any more. He tried his best to call out the realm to protect his side. He turned around, and went as fast as a silver top into the steel ground, leaving only a large hole about one meter.
How Elder Ning was willing to let him slip away easily, and he went in without hesitation. The two chased after each other closely, not knowing where they were going, but the ground breach was led by the field and returned to its original state in a blink of an eye.
After the giant idol emitted that gray beam of light, the burning pupils looked dim. It wasn't until the two of them got into the ground and disappeared that it slowly turned its head and scanned the entire capital. The emperor's hoarse voice with the smell of rust filled the heavens and the earth: "From today on, the whole city is under martial law, and important ports are closed. Without permission, no one may enter or leave the capital without permission."
The sound of supreme majesty echoed in everyone's ears like a god, and the listeners were all shocked. Only because of the powerful suppression of the domain, apart from the holy tower monks who can bow their heads respectfully, the mortal people can hardly even nod their heads.
After the emperor gave this decree, he seemed to feel deeply tired. He didn't say much. He just nodded slightly to a certain position in the air. The entire colossus collapsed and disappeared into the unchanging holy tower with the vast steel field. In the shining white light.
The gray faded instantly, returning the sky to the bright moon, and the earth reappeared with colorful lights and shadows, but there was still no sound, as if people's power to speak was still being weighed down by the heavy steel.
Under the clear moonlight, two figures finally appeared in the gaze of the colossus.
A purple robe, hands in sleeves, a touch of doubt on his face, long purple hair flying randomly, but it is the high priest Yunxuan who has not shown his face in Beijing for a long time. The other was extremely short, about his knees, covered in an inky blue star pattern pajama hood, with white beards on his face, and his skin was also blue. From a distance, he looked like a few pieces of blue ink stuck in it. Baicao-this person is an old friend of Yunxuan, Master Prang with a mysterious origin.
The two of them just floated in the air and didn't speak, just staring at the holy tower that seemed to be nothing unusual in front of them.
After a while, low noises finally began to leak from various places in the city, accompanied by the hum of steam horns and machinery gradually louder.
The little old man seemed to be able to hear the distant voice, and his ears trembled. He touched it easily, and didn't know where to take out a strangely shaped golden pipe, and chuckled in his mouth with a chuckle: "Oh, my old man has gained some knowledge tonight, and there are people who dare to go wild in your place. , Really capable."
This teasing didn't disturb Yun Xuan's thoughts at all, and he remained calm and silent.
For several days, he has been soaking in the bookstore to look up information, and he hasn't gone anywhere. The reason, naturally, was that his newly recruited little apprentice, Jie Hai, gave him a big "surprise" at the Yancheng Mercenary Conference.
He could not infer from when Jiehai was bewitched by the "nameless man", but the source of all the changes seemed to point to the golden strange book, that instinct to lift the seal of divine power set by him and restore his power The strange book...
In order to find out the origin of the book, he almost searched through all the classics and documents in the secret collection of Songs of Time, looking dizzy, but still found nothing. Under this circumstance, if his old friend Prang hadn't suddenly appeared to tell him, he really didn't know that this earth-shaking chaos had happened in Beijing.
The two hurriedly arrived outside the bamboo forest on the top of the holy tower by teleporting the stone tablet.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, this scene was like a descending into the world, but he frowned. What kind of is this... It's just that the emperor burns his life force and forcibly initiates a contract with the holy tower to temporarily borrow a little "sage" power to surpass the ranks of the lord.
So he seems to be powerful, but in fact he hurts the enemy a thousand and hurts himself 800, and in the end he can only hurt both. But I don't know what happened, it forced him to such a point...
After the gray light faded, the priest quickly glanced around. There are indeed signs of intrusion on the periphery of the holy tower. Many collapses can be clearly seen in the residential block, and there are faint crying and crying sounds.
The domain suppression has disappeared, and finally cultivators gather to clean the battlefield again, and the light of various divine powers is looming. Subconsciously, he didn't want to be noticed. He whispered "Look at the advanced tower". He was about to fly forward, but the old man raised an objection: "Aren't you going to see the emperor?"
Master Pulang hung a smirk and pointed to the rear, which is where the emperor is now: the Jade Palace.
He seemed to understand everything, but the priest paused for a while without answering, just shook his head.
"Really not going? If you want me to say, now that you have one less apprentice, you are not afraid of one less?" The old man saw that he ignored him, and he didn't cover his mouth, picking his sore spots.
Yun Xuan only heard the corners of his mouth twitching, and squinted at him angrily: "He is the emperor, the holy tower will not fall, he will never have an accident, there is nothing to go."
"Oh, that's a great emperor, it's really expensive, hey!" Pulang still talked nonsense, rubbed a trace of blue flame and fell into the pipe, and took a long sip, "But, the old man thinks this tower …However you look at it, there is something not so good."
The priest's heart jumped, but he did not question the seemingly nonsense words of his old friend. Although he is the highest-ranking person in the holy tower, he is not as familiar with the giant tower as the emperor who holds the guardian contract. Naturally, there is no way to know what happened in the tower.
It seems that the turmoil is more serious than expected... a bit interesting. He squinted his eyes and glanced towards the Jade Palace, and reached out his hand to take out the mahogany pipe that never left his body, gently dipped it to the side of his mouth, the white light in his purple eyes.
The top of the holy tower suddenly shone brightly, and the white divine power shone through the bright moon, like an incandescent sun, melting the cold and gloom left by the steel field.
"It's the high priest Mianxia!" "Mianxia is finally back!" Someone below, who knew the symbol of the light, suddenly shouted with joy.
The crown guardian of the capital for thousands of years is almost no different from a in the hearts of the people. His return is like a shot in the heart. The sound of cheering and prayer accompanied by the bright light on the top of the tower gradually spread, making the panic that continues to spread in the dark to end. Can be eased.
But these messy and uneasy voices did not reach the priest's ears. He opened the protective circle outside the purple bamboo forest and rushed in with white light, giving no chance to anyone to find him.
Master Prang watched the purple flashing out of the mask. He couldn't help but drew out his pipe, grinning smirkly. He said that no matter what happened, it was really a disaster. No one would come to ask for it, and he would take responsibility. It's gone. Hey, this guy is really awkward...
He snickered to himself with the thought of watching the excitement, and when the corner of his eyes turned, he saw many divine power light groups gathering here, knowing that he was finally discovered.
Oops, this colorful, pretty beautiful... the light that flew in quickly looked like sparkling fireworks, he watched it with gusto, and didn't panic. When the group of cultivators got close, he seemed to remember that he was a dark household without identification. He chuckled and stretched out his hand to hide the pipe, flashed a blue light, and sank into the warm shield of light in front.