"Oh, by the way, Lingyun, that's from your Waste Temple. Go and ask. Let's go!"

Leng Qiu looked at Huang Wuyou and others with a glance, and his eyes turned to Lingyun who had just been about to stand out, and said.

"Ah? Yes!"

Lingyun did not receive the message, and the words to her mouth became yes.

Leng Yi and his group of eight people left without any ceremonial guards or chasing a cart for transportation.

The only thing that exists is a big white with a small head emerging from Leng Qiu's arms, which can barely be regarded as a mount.

Hurry all the way to Yubing Cliff, the third-level sect.

The reason I chose it is because it has rich resources and may have better choices. As for the Xuanbing Cave, it is in the Ice Cave.

It always gives people the feeling that the ones who drill holes are all rats.

Eight of them left, and many masters who were in the same place left one after another, returning to their own place to complete the tasks they were responsible for.

In fact, many of them are eager to go into seclusion once and digest the gains they have gained over the years.

On Jiuyou Island, there are either killing or conspiracy all day long, and many people need to be guarded against.

Even if you are a companion, you have to be careful. No one knows whether you will take all your gains with one stroke.

This is not an alarmist statement, but a lesson from blood and tears.

Some people are specialized in this, while others want to improve their strength and leave as soon as possible.

Now that we have the protection of the sect, we are relatively safe, and we must study and gain it carefully.

Being able to come out of Jiuyou Island alive is already an elite among the elites, both in terms of combat power and comprehension ability, is second to none.

There was only one person who did not practice, but stood in front of Yang Xin and looked at him indifferently.

"You are from the Waste Temple? Why do you come from? Why do you feel like a lie!"

Lingyun's eyes were scrutinized, staring at Yang Xin who had been scared silly.

As for the road next to me, it was even more unbearable. My muscles were shaking all over my body, and my eyes were filled with shock and fear.

I have never seen so many ascend to the fairyland.

The most important thing is that they are Leng Qiu's slaves, which is the most terrifying thing.

He actually fought against Leng Qiu, who had such strength. A cool breeze crawled from the bottom of his heel to the top of his head, but he still couldn't control his entire body.

"Saint, old Yang Xin, was your most loyal guardian. Have you forgotten? Before entering the trial land, I personally stay by your side!"

When Yang Xin saw the saint, he was extremely excited. He instantly forgot his fear and quickly explained.

If the Saint returns, the layout of the Waste Temple will definitely be rewritten.

The power she used to run is now being suppressed very badly. As long as she comes back, she will definitely be able to turn the tide.

To restore the glory of the saint, as long as you climb the high place and shout, there will be louder people gather.

This is an indisputable fact.

After hearing this, Lingyun's face twitched two lines, making her face look particularly ferocious!

His eyes turned twice, as if he was recalling who he was, and he said after a while:

"Yang Xin, you were my Taoist protector? Haha, you are elusive, and you have never seen you!"

She did not admit Yang Xin's identity, but just talked about the past.

"Yes, we really couldn't show up at that time, but we kept protecting you!"

Yang Xin rarely appears by Lingyun, and the only two times his master arrived to rescue him.

"It's not that life is critical, we must not show up to avoid the protection from growing bad hearts. What I said is true!"

He saw Lingyun's eyes with indifference, and he was explaining hurriedly.

"Haha, let's just count what you said is true. Then why didn't I follow me when I entered the trial? Do you know how terrifying things we have experienced?"

"Where were you at that time? We survived hard, you emerged, who are the young people around us?"

Lingyun couldn't help but scold her angrily when she remembered the pain she had suffered.

A thousand years of imprisonment, broken limbs, scorched, and eaten by people, continuous!

If you think about all these things, you will feel the miserable.

The so-called guardian of the Waste Temple actually said to protect her!

What a joke!

If it weren't for Leng Qiu, she might have been continuing this miserable experience.

Yang Xin finally understood why Cuihua ignored him and the saint was so fierce, because it was not well protected.

Moreover, there must have been an unimaginable disaster on Jiuyou Island.

Only say again:

"The saint relieves his anger. There is a restriction on the trial site. If you transcend the four-polar dragon realm, you cannot go up. All sixteen of us were seriously injured and stayed outside for ten years."

"You have never heard from you. No one of the geniuses in the Waste God's Land appeared before they were confirmed to die. However, since your trial site, there has never been anyone missing, and it has come out in half a year!"

Yang Xin must explain clearly that there are too many problems.

"Can't get in? Then you can't check the history? Can't guess where we are?"

Lingyun soon realized that if she disappeared, it means she lost her function and there is no need to pay attention to it.

Of course, there are some reasons why they say that are indeed difficult to deal with.

But the pain in my heart cannot be forgotten and must be explained to them clearly.

"This, alas, we are wrong. But I never expected to reach Jiuyou Island. Maybe there is any secret!"

Yang Xin's face was helpless, and he could not wash away his dereliction of duty no matter how he explained.

Then he pointed to the road and said:

"He is your junior sister's youngest disciple Lu Kaishan, with average qualifications, but not bad."

There is more helplessness in the words, and there is no more excitement when seeing Lingyun.

The Saint is no longer the Saint of the time, but just a slave under Leng Qiu. He has no freedom or ambition at all, and is no longer a strong man who works hard for the Temple of the Desolate Temple.

Even if it is the chosen son of God, the future path is destined to sink.

In the future, he will no longer be a powerful man.

"I've seen Master!"

Lu Kaishan took the opportunity to step forward, smiled and said.

But there are countless black dragons swimming, looking very ugly and can scare people to death.

Lingyun frowned slightly and said nothing. She couldn't remember who the junior sister was.

Lu Kaishan didn't know what she was thinking, and said with a flattering smile:

"My master Meng Wanting is the junior sister. Can you help me say something and let us go? We promise not to appear in the Donghuang area!"

He would never dare to let him escape.

After seeing so many powerful people in the fairyland, thousands of four polarized dragon realm, I felt deeply shocked.

Even a first-grade sect may not be so strong.

Unless you have a burning mind, you will think about running away, and you don’t know how to die.

The only way is to plead with your uncle.

However, just after he finished speaking, he was kicked in the butt, and Yang Xin kicked him out directly.

The cultivation level is sealed, but there is still some of the strength, which is enough to kick it away.

If you don’t open any pot, you will be looking for death!

Without waiting for the speech, the sound of spiritual rhyme came:

"If you want to seize the mistress, do you still want to leave? If the master orders, I will be the first to kill you! Stay honestly and dare to escape, I will kill you! Humph!"

Lingyun’s life-saving grace to Leng Qiu will never be forgotten.
Chapter completed!