At night, the moon is bright and the stars are few.

In Anzhou, a green escaping light cut through the sky, fell straight down, and finally stopped in a hidden place.

"Saint, save me!"

His breath was disordered, and the wounds on Yang Shen's body were bleeding profusely. He made no attempt to conceal his embarrassment and weakness, and Hu Keyu opened his mouth to cry for help.

As the chief priest of the White Lotus Sect in Southeast Kyushu, he has contributed a lot to the establishment of the altar, and he has to gather faith for the altar at all times. Naturally, he knows the location of the altar clearly, but at this time, the formation has been closed, and even he

You can't get in either, but that's not important at this point.

There was silence, and Hu Keyu's call for help received no response.

Upon noticing such a change, Hu Keyu's little eyes flashed with a stern look.

"Holy Girl, Longhu Mountain has noticed the plan of our divine sect, and they are currently chasing me. Although I have fought with them many times and tried to stop them, I am really not strong enough."

"In order to keep Hui Jin's plan going smoothly, I can only use my body as bait to lead them elsewhere, but I'm afraid I won't be able to hide it for long."

As he continued to talk, the aura around Hu Keyu no longer restrained, but began to rise continuously, shining brightly like lights in the dark night. It was so eye-catching, and he knew that San Luo in the secret realm must be watching him.

And just as he expected, the next moment, the void was filled with ripples, and covered in red divine light, as if she were divine, San Luo walked out of the secret realm, followed by the mute woman behind her.

Seeing San Luo appear and feeling the powerful aura exuding from San Luo, Hu Keyou first instinctively felt depressed and then ecstatic.

"Saint..."

With joy on his face, Hu Keyu wanted to say something to show his achievements and dedication, and then pretend that he didn't know someone was following him behind him and get rid of the punishment. But at this moment, San Luo's eyes came over and asked him

His body froze on the spot, his eyes were dark gold, containing supreme majesty, like a high-ranking god, looking at him like an ant.

"Hu Keyu, do you know your guilt?"

With his hair flying and his dark golden eyes burning with the fire of purgatory, San Luo asked Hu Keyu's soul.

The low voice sounded and kept echoing in Hu Keyu's ears. His soul seemed to be suffering some kind of torture. Hu Keyu's soul could not help but tremble at this moment. He knew that his little trick had been completely seen through by San Luo, and the other party

I have no intention of continuing to tolerate him just because he still has value.

"Saint, I..."

With a ferocious look on his face and gritted teeth, Hu Keyu wanted to make a quibble, but he couldn't say such words.

"I...I plead guilty."

Full of despair, Hu Keyu confessed. At this time, he only felt that his sin was serious. He should not betray the religion just because he wanted to survive. This was an unforgivable felony.

Hearing this, San Luo, who was clothed in divine glory, nodded.

"The sin of betraying the divine religion should be punished. The sinner Hu Keyu betrayed the divine religion. His crime is unforgivable and he should be punished by burning with fire. He will be executed immediately."

With low words, solemn expression, solemn and majestic, like a real judge, San Luo announced the verdict against Hu Keyu.

The moment his voice fell, a faint golden flame filled Hu Keyu's soul, from the inside out, and instantly enveloped his soul body, as if falling into purgatory.

Ah, the shrill screams sounded. Under the burning of the pale golden flames, Hu Keyu seemed to have been tortured, letting out shrill wails, and his figure became more and more illusory.

After a cup of tea, the wailing finally disappeared, and a look of relief appeared in his tired eyes. Hu Keyu's figure turned into ashes in the flames of Danjin. His consciousness was all over during the entire torture process.

Being too sober, he could clearly feel the feeling of his soul being melted in the flames. It was only at this moment that he finally understood why the Rongyan God was also called the God of Punishment.

Phew, the flame was extinguished, and a pure white lotus seed flickered with a dim divine light, like a baby swallow returning to its nest, and fell into San Luo's hands.

"It will take a lot of effort to re-create a sixth-grade white lotus, but the betrayer must die. The majesty of the divine religion cannot be desecrated."

Playing with the lotus seeds in his hand, Sang Luo showed a trace of regret on his face, but it quickly disappeared.

"Have you not seen enough after watching it for so long? Zhang Chunyi from Longhu Mountain."

After collecting the lotus seeds back into his ancestral orifice, his expression turned into indifference, and San Luo turned his gaze to somewhere in the void.

Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi's expression remained unchanged as he was hiding in the void. He had long known that he had been discovered. San Luo's current cultivation level was unexpectedly strong. On the contrary, the mute woman who was following San Luo was shocked.

From beginning to end, she didn't notice the presence of outsiders.

"I didn't expect that the famous Fairy Jiangzhen would be from the White Lotus Sect. It was really beyond my expectation."

Walking out of the void and looking at San Luo who was clothed in divine glory, Zhang Chunyi's eyes flashed with a strange color. Fairy Jiangzhen's name had already become famous in the southeastern Kyushu decades ago. The relationship between Mingxiang Sect and Liquan Sect

It has always been bad, but I didn't expect that both parties were from the White Lotus Sect.

The strength of Fairy Jiangzhen was also unexpectedly strong. The whole city witnessed Hu Keyu's torture process, and just watched Hu Keyu, the middle-ranking sun god, fall without any resistance in the hands of San Luo.

Although Hu Keyu, the middle Yang God, is essentially watery, his strength should not be underestimated. Looking at the entire Middle-earth, he is considered a strong one, and this also allowed Zhang Chunyi to see the clear hierarchy of the White Lotus Sect from the side.

Those in superior positions have great control over those in lower positions.

Of course, to be able to kill Hu Keyu effortlessly, in addition to the suppression of the inferior by the superior, San Luo's own strength cannot be ignored.

"You shouldn't have come. You thought you were smart. You drove Hu Ke away from the master-carrying dog and found me. But you overestimated your own strength. The power of gods cannot be measured by you as a mortal.

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Looking down at Zhang Chunyi from a high position, there was a trace of pity and a trace of pride in San Luo's eyes. To this day, she has absolute confidence in her own strength. She does not look at Zhang Chunyi alone. All she values ​​is Longhushan.

He is a pure Yang realm monk, but he only pays attention to it.

"Did you really not come, or could you hide it?"

As soon as the thought fell, a stern look flashed in his eyes. He stretched out his palm and pointed it at Zhang Chunyi. San Luo shook it gently. Regardless of whether the Yang God came or not, just give it a try and you will know.

"Peering into the secrets of the divine religion will lead to shackles on you."

San Luo's low words sounded, and an invisible pressure suppressed Zhang Chunyi's body. Golden divine chains appeared in the void, trying to completely bind Zhang Chunyi.

"You pry into the secrets of the divine religion and you are a sinner. You pry into the secrets of the divine religion and you are a sinner..."

The mighty and majestic sound of the verdict continued to echo in the depths of Zhang Chunyi's soul, so much so that his perfected mirror heart started to ripple.

"Asking the soul? At this moment, even I can't help but admit that I have spied on the secrets of the White Lotus Sect. Once I admit it, I am afraid that I will really be shackled, and it will be difficult to break free."

Reflecting everything with the mirror, Zhang Chunyi clearly captured the changes in his own mind, and also gained some understanding of the methods of San Luo or the god behind her.

"It's a pity that if it's just like this, you can't do anything to me, Hui Jian, Zhan."

As soon as a thought appeared, the pure sword light fell, and all illusions were cut off. The voice of questioning that echoed in the depths of Zhang Chunyi's heart immediately dissipated, and with it, the pressure that suppressed Zhang Chunyi's body also dissipated.

The pressure itself stems from Zhang Chunyi himself.

The power of punishment controlled by San Luo is very strange, but its root still lies in the soul, which happens to be restrained by Wu Sheng, and all illusions are cut off under the sword of wisdom.

"Refining the sword into silk, a ray of light from the sky, slaying."

Breaking free from the restraints, Zhang Chun turned into a sword light. Before his thoughts could come to an end, the sword light had already cut through the darkness and disappeared. The speed was extremely fast.

"What?"

The child's hole suddenly tightened, and Zhang Chunyi's sudden escape was beyond San Luo's expectations, catching her off guard. Facing the fleeting sword light, she failed to respond in time.
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