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Chapter Twenty-Nine: An Ominous Premonition

In the imperial capital of the Tianhen Empire, there is a magnificent group of buildings. The water, trees, clear flowers, rich vitality, and auspicious clouds make people yearn for it just by looking at it.

This is the holy land of martial arts in the Skyhen Empire, the Shenghen Martial Palace! It has gathered the most powerful martial arts forces in the empire. There are countless Yuanfu realm warriors in the mansion. Even the Creation realm warriors may not be able to make it to the stage. From the Tianchen realm to the Taoist realm,

There are dozens of elders with different cultivation levels, and the master of the palace is the most powerful person in the third, second, and Tao Condensation realms!

At this time, in the central hall of the Shenghen Martial Mansion, a middle-aged man in brocade clothes was pacing back and forth irritably with his hands behind his back.

"Elders, two disciples, Mu Yanwan and Mu Qingxue, and the other four disciples who went to the Eastern Wasteland with them to perform the mission have not been heard from for two months."

"In the past few days, all the transmission notes used by Mu Yanwan have not responded. I'm afraid..."

The two black-clothed deacons knelt on the ground and reported respectfully to the middle-aged man in brocade and the senior elders in the hall.

"How could this happen..." The middle-aged man in Jinyi rested his hand on a railing and said anxiously: "That girl Mu Yanwan is the pride of Tianzhi Mansion. How could she lead the team on such a simple task?

If something goes wrong, I must be worrying too much."

After calming down a little, the middle-aged man in Jinyi decided to the senior elders: "I want to go to the Eastern Wasteland myself to find those two girls!"

The hall was quiet for a while, and then an old man in purple robe stepped forward and said to the middle-aged man in Jinyi: "Mu Yan, I know you are worried about your two nieces, but you can rest assured that Mu Yanwan's strength is obvious to everyone, and others will follow

The strength of the disciples who left should not be underestimated, you must know that they are all disciples of our St. Mark Martial Palace!"

Another old man stepped forward and said: "Yes, no genius has smooth sailing on the road to growth. Maybe they did encounter unexpected events, but this is also a test for them. Our St. Mark Martial House cannot add more

Interference, and don’t forget that none of their soul monuments are broken.”

After hearing the words of the two elders, Mu Yan clenched his fists involuntarily: "But if something really happens to those two girls, how should I explain to the emperor? Those two girls are both from the empire.

Princess!"

The hall fell silent again, but an inexplicable depression gradually spread in the hall.

"well."

An old man in black robes in the center stood up.

Seeing this old man standing up, a look of surprise flashed across the faces of all the elders present.

The black-robed old man said slowly: "Mu Yan, since you are so worried, then make preparations and bring a few disciples from Tian Zhi Mansion with you to see what those six disciples are doing."

Hearing this, Mu Yan's face suddenly showed a hint of joy. He raised his hands respectfully and said, "Thank you, Great Elder, for your help!"

Having said that, he wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute." The great elder suddenly said.

Mu Yan was stunned for a moment and stopped where he was.

"Hey, bring more elixirs and transmission notes. When you get there, if there is an emergency, report it to the Wu Mansion immediately! I... always have an uneasy feeling... I hope I worry too much."

The great elder said to Mu Yan with a solemn expression. His unusual caution made the other elders and deacons in the hall also look serious.

"Understood!" Mu Yan responded respectfully.

Then he strode out of the hall.

Looking at Mu Yan leaving, the elders had an ominous premonition in their hearts, as if a storm was about to come.

However, what they never expected was that the huge St. Mark Martial Palace, which had been inherited for thousands of years... would be caught in this sudden and extreme terrifying storm.

No longer exists!

All foundations and foundations!

All are annihilated!

...

"So, who are you?"

In the stone hall, the young man and the skinny boy did not respond to Ye Yun's inquiry, but still looked at Ye Yun with great caution.

Seeing this, Ye Yun shrugged helplessly, ignored the two men, and began to explore the stone hall on his own.

"Ye Yun, the three of them seem to have been seriously injured, and judging from the invisible demon breath, they were probably injured in the life-and-death fight with the ancestor demon, especially the one lying on the ground.

That woman. They should be either from the wilderness, or they don’t know where they come from and why they are here."

Dao Shi Tianjing's words echoed in Ye Yun's mind, and Ye Yun began to think while exploring the stone palace.

"Outside the Great Wilderness... I have never seen warriors outside the Great Wilderness. Forget it, no matter what they are here for, it's none of my business anyway."

While muttering, he looked at the two men who were still wary of him. Ye Yun could also feel that they were seriously injured, but Ye Yun was not kind enough to save them. After all, they were strangers to each other. The farmer and the snake

Ye Yun still knows the story, and Ye Yun doesn't have time to save them now.

Turning his eyes, Ye Yun looked at the woman lying on the ground. It had to be said that this woman was really beautiful. Even Ye Yun couldn't help but feel stunned for a moment.

If the complete Xia Ziyou is noble, sacred, breathtaking, and irresistibly beautiful, then the woman lying on the ground wearing a long white dress is as beautiful as a fairy who has fallen into the dust.

Her straight nose, soft mouth, long eyelashes and oval-shaped face together look like a budding narcissus, which makes people dream about it. When she slowly opens her eyes,

When beautiful eyes are sleeping, what kind of beauty will this budding narcissus bloom?

"She can only live for less than half an hour..." Dao Shi Tianjing said in Ye Yun's sea of ​​consciousness.

"That's pitiful." Ye Yun sighed, then stopped thinking about it and concentrated on exploring the stone palace.

At this moment, the young man suddenly asked Ye Yun: "How did you get through that weird wind?"

Ye Yun smiled slightly but did not answer.

After a while, the young man saw Ye Yun didn't respond, so he plucked up the courage again and asked, "Do you know how to get out?"

Hearing this, Ye Yun stopped and stretched. Without turning his head to look at the young man, he asked directly: "Before asking others, can you introduce yourself politely? I said so.

I know nothing about you, but I know nothing about you, and if I really wanted to harm you, would you still be alive today?"

Hearing this, the young man hesitated for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief, put away his sword, leaned forward with difficulty in the direction of Ye Yun, raised his hands and said: "I'm from the Shenghen Martial Palace, He Yongchang, a disciple of the Earth Palace, and the other two

They are my junior brothers and sisters, they are Lin Ling and Mu Qingxue respectively, they are also disciples of the Holy Mark Martial Palace and the Earth Palace."

Clapping his hands, Ye Yun turned around and cupped his hands to He Yongchang and said: "My name is Ye Yun, and I have heard a little bit about Shenghen Martial Palace. It's a pleasure to meet you, but now there is a very regretful thing. Just like me,

As I said at the beginning, I am also trapped here and don’t know how to get out.”

"As for how I passed through the dark wind... You may have seen it not long ago. A colorful beam of light suddenly appeared, and then the dark wind dissipated. I don't know the rest. If you don't believe it, you can go out and have a look."

Hearing this, He Yongchang and Lin Ling looked at each other, looking very excited.

However, they still have many doubts in their hearts, such as how did Ye Yun get here? Could it be that he was teleported here like them?

"Then it's time for me to ask you questions." Ye Yun said.

"Brother, it's okay to say that." He Yongchang responded.

"Although I am very curious about how you two, the half-step Creation Realm and the woman who fell into coma at the First Creation Realm, were seriously injured and trapped at the bottom of the abyss, but that is not important. I just want to know, when you saw the colorful beams

Did you see a beam of white light in front of you?" Ye Yun crossed his hands on his chest and asked calmly.

Hearing Ye Yun's understatement, He Yongchang and Lin Ling looked at each other again, with horror in their eyes.

As half-step creation realm warriors, it was not surprising that they could see Ye Yun's cultivation at the sixth level of Yuan Tempering Realm and Golden Blood Realm, but Ye Yun could actually see their cultivation! You must know that they were all weak at this time.

The fighting power was so low that how could Ye Yun see it? And even Mu Qingxue's cultivation level could be seen!

And what actually makes them unbelievable is that Ye Yun clearly only has the cultivation level of Yuan Que Realm, so why can he use the fire attribute Yuan Power? Moreover, it feels extremely rich, and the intensity of the Yuan Qi is no weaker than that of Yuan Mansion Realm! This makes them have a strong impression on Ye Yun.

Yun felt more and more mysterious.

This person is unfathomable!

After a slight silence, He Yongchang said to Ye Yun: "I did see a beam of white light shooting straight into the abyss not long ago. I wonder what happened to this place?"

"Hmph." Ye Yun snorted, then pointed at Mu Qingxue, who was unconscious and dying, and said, "Tell me the location and I will save her life."

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