Chapter 560: Three religions messengers arrive

Chapter 560 The Three Religious Envoys Arrived
While Luo Feng was talking, at the central altar behind him, the heart of the blue holy sword stuck out a little, as if looking curiously at Luo Feng's back, but Luo Feng suddenly stood up. In an instant, he swished back again.
"I'm leaving." Luo Feng waved his hand here, "I'll see you later."
Luo Feng has been to the Dunan Miao Village for nearly a week, and it is impossible not to go back to school.
After leaving the forbidden area, Tu Laoyu's family has prepared a sumptuous dinner.
This night, Old Lady Tu specifically banned the seven brothers of the Song family and allowed them to drink. An earth-shattering fight for alcohol was about to start, and the seven people fell to the ground one by one.
"You drink boiled water." In the dead of night, the roof of the Song family, the two sitting side by side, it was Luo Feng and Song Daiying. At this time, Song Daiying's eyes kept looking up and down Luo Feng, and his seven brothers were considered wine It's a jar, but compared to the guy in front of him, it's a different thing from Tianyuan.
Luo Feng smiled slightly, looked at the night in the distance, and did not answer.
The two sat silently.
A cold wind hit late at night, Luo Feng turned his head, looked at the school girl trembling in the cold wind, smiled and said, "It's late, go back and rest early, and you have to hurry back tomorrow morning."
"Really leaving?" Song Daiying said, "I haven't found out what happened in the forbidden area."
"Didn't it happen in the past few days." Luo Feng replied, except for Luo Feng and Old Woman Tu, no third person knew about the existence of the Heart of the Jiuli Sacred Sword.
The ten ancient divine soldiers are too rare and precious. Once known, it is undoubtedly a disaster for the Dunan Miao Village.
The less people know, the safer it is.
One night, passed quietly.
The next day it rose eastward, and the mountains were covered with a golden coat.
The fragrance of flowers, the beautiful scenery of Taoyuan, and the gurgling water are very charming, the headquarters of the Shenhua Palace.
Purple Orchid Loft.
Wearing a slender and gentle body, he sits quietly in front of the window, his face is quiet and beautiful, holding an old heavy book in his hand.
"Ancient Treasures" of "Sacred History".
These days, Jun Lianmeng has been reading these books, and while passing the time, he is also absorbing all the common sense about the martial arts world. She understood that when her mother-in-law Wenren Lige said that she was one of the ten ancient sacraments, she was destined to become a part of the martial arts world.
Besides, she has no choice.
She would rather return to Yangcheng to be an ordinary middle school English teacher.
A ray of sunlight climbed onto the window sill, playing with Jun Lianmeng's fingertips playfully. Jun Lianmeng flipped the page gently, and the golden sunlight filled the tabletop while his fingers were shaking. At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.
"Come in." Jun Lianmeng turned his face, and the door of the room opened. A figure in purple clothes appeared in front of Jun Lianmeng. Jun Lianmeng immediately stood up, "Senior Sister Mingyue."
"Princess, Master, please." Mingyue smiled.
Jun Lianmeng put down the books in his hand and walked out with Mingyue. It was still the sea of ​​flowers, Wenren Lige was in it, as if it had become the most moving scene in the sea of ​​flowers.
"Mother." Jun Lianmeng stood behind Wenren Lige, Mingyue had quietly stepped back and left.
"Warrior realm, talk about it." Wenren Ligedao.
"Warriors are divided into Ming Jin and Dark Jin. Ming Jin Nine Stage, Dark Jin, so far, the strongest person in the world is Dark Jin Fifth Stage, Jiuding Power." Jun Lianmeng simply divided Ming Jin and Dark Jin. After the power division of each level was said, he couldn't help but asked in doubt, "Mother, in the world, has anyone really surpassed the fifth stage of the dark power, the power of Jiuding?"
"No." Wenren Lige said, "The strongest man in the world, the number one demon in the world, Mo Yuanwu, the peak power of the year, was also the peak of the Jiuding, and could not surpass the imprisonment between the world. There are legends, this world. , Only allow the power of Jiuding to appear, cannot be stronger. Of course, the legend, is used to break, Meng'er, maybe, there will be a day when your strength surpasses the power of Jiuding, and that day, you will develop A new era." Wenren Lige looked at Jun Lianmeng expectantly.
Jun Lianmeng immediately shook his head, and said quickly, "I don't have this luxury."
"It's not an extravagant hope." Wenren Lige's eyes were hot, "You have an unprecedented Eucharist in the world today. Your potential is immeasurable. Meng'er, mother hopes that one day, I can see you and stand on top."
Jun Lianmeng pursed his red lips lightly, but that said, there is no strong heart in Jun Lianmeng's heart.
These days, Wenren Lige will always take time to evaluate Jun Lianmeng’s common sense about the martial arts world. She doesn’t want to be the focus of the Three Sects’ attention when Jun Lianmeng is destined to be the focus of the Three Sects’ common sense. No.
boom!
Suddenly, the sea of ​​flowers under my feet was shaking.
"Someone broke in." Wenren lifted his eyebrows from Ge, and looked into the distance. In a blink of an eye, the breath of a few strong men spread over the sky, taking the intruder, banging.
The vibration sound shook the entire Shenhua Palace.
"What a strong breath."
Wenren Lige's face suddenly changed slightly, "Meng'er, you are waiting for your mother here, don't run around." After all, Wenren Lige's long sleeves fluttered away, and his figure rushed away. After a while, he appeared in a paradise. Above the woods, looking at the battle ahead, he was the four major disciples, and Mingyue Qingfeng and others fought a blue-robed man.
The blue-robed man looks like he is about forty years old, but his strength is unexpectedly strong. The four major disciples of his school, the weakest and third-ranked secretly, are the backbone of the Shenhua Palace, but now they are working together against a blue-robed man. , Can not have the upper hand at all.
"This person is..." Wen Ren Lige suddenly thought of something, and his figure paused.
boom! boom! boom! boom!
Four figures were knocked out at the same time.
Wen Ren Li Ge jumped up and looked at the blue robe man, "Who is your Excellency."
The blue-robed man's eyes were looking at Wenren Lige, and for a while, a smile appeared on his face, "The gods of the wild sky climb the fairy mountain, and a toast of ten thousand demons bury Jiuquan."
The sound resounded like a bell and drum.
Wenren Lige’s pupils shook, and immediately leaned slightly, "The Lord of the Shenhua Palace Wenren Lige welcomes the Holy Envoy Xianjia."
Come, the messenger of the Three Religions!
Comes from one of the three religions, Mantian religion.
Of course, Wenren Lige had guessed beforehand. After all, there are only three teachings in the world that can break into the headquarters of the Shenhua Palace silently.
In the world, there is no place that the Three Religions cannot find. Of course, there is one exception, Canmo headquarters.
"Mingyue, you go down to prepare, set up the highest feast, and receive the dust from the envoy." Wenren Lige waved his hand.
"Yes, Palace Master." The four major disciples left immediately.
There was a hint of excitement in Wenren Lige's eyes.
The appearance of the messengers of the Three Religions means that the Tiandi Daochang is about to open...