When Mu Qianyu saw the image, she was not amazed by Luo Wuxian's fighting prowess. She had always known how extraordinary Luo Wuxian was. What surprised her was the number of strong men in the Holy Land. So many seventh-level Tianji Realm people came out casually. What kind of background was this?
ah.
"This Mr. Luo is too strong," Feng Xiyu sighed.
"I just hope he's okay now." Mu Qianyu frowned, with a look of worry in his eyes. Although Luo Wuxian was very strong, who knew there were several Holy Land methods that could make civilization unstoppable.
And looking at the virtue of the Holy Son, the Holy Land may not necessarily be an upright owner. Luo Wuxian will be even more in danger once they commit some conspiracy.
"I only said that I suspected him and he actually went to the Holy Land. I care too much about you." Feng Xiyu looked at Mu Qianyu and asked, "He must like you."
"What nonsense are you talking about here? We are just...waiting." Mu Qianyu suddenly thought of something halfway through the explanation. He looked at her and asked, "Did you let him go?"
"I only said that I had doubts." Feng Xiyu's voice became lower and lower as he spoke: "I didn't expect that he would dare to go to the Holy Land to ask for someone."
Mu Qianyu pinched the center of his eyebrows, the joy that he had just fused with the Golden Crow Essence Fire was gone.
"But he seems to be very strong, so the danger shouldn't be great." Feng Xiyu said. Although she didn't know Luo Wuxian, she just felt that this person would not lose.
Mu Qianyu didn't even sleep well that night. The next day she got the latest recorded images from three days ago and found that Luo Wuxian was still fighting and that many people had fallen at the mountain gate.
"The status of the holy land is no longer guaranteed." Feng Xiyu was a typical spectator who did not consider the matter too big.
In the image, just a short while later, two more streams of light rushed in from two directions.
"Ouch!" A wolf roar spread throughout the Holy Land. Hundreds of Holy Land disciples in front of the door felt unprecedented oppression and retreated one after another.
"Zhengzheng!" Another zither sound was as beautiful as fairy music, but the sound wave overturned a large number of disciples in the air, and more than a dozen of the seventh-level experts in the Tianji Realm were also overturned.
Mu Qianyu's eyes widened. Ying Wuji actually passed her and hit the Holy Land directly?
And Beichen Ye has not been seen for just two months. How come his strength has improved so much? He is dressed in white clothes and has a jade crown on his head. He comes out of the dust elegantly, and his aura is as vast as that of a god.
Although Beichenye's temperament used to be unparalleled in the world, now he has more of an immortal aura, as if he can ride on the wind and ascend to immortality at any time.
This change in aura made Mu Qianyu feel strange and distant, as if it was a figure above the clouds that he could not touch no matter how hard he tried.
"If you don't return my wife today, don't blame me for not remembering the love between the Holy Land and the Dojo." Beichen Ye stood high in the sky, his voice was cold and domineering, attracting everyone's attention the moment he appeared.
"I'm actually waiting for the Immortal Jade Crown, could it be Young Master Zixiao?" Everyone present took a breath when they saw Beichen Ye.
Zixiao Dojo is the number one sect in the world, and Shaojun will also be the number one in the world in the future. Who can see such a big shot without being frightened?
Feng Xiyu was also a little surprised when he saw the jade crown on Bei Chenye's head: "It turns out that Master called this Taoist brother back to be his successor."
"His divine bloodline has awakened." Mu Qianyu squinted her eyes slightly. Even through the mirror, she could still feel the endless life essence in Beichen Ye's body.
It seemed that not only had he awakened, but the hidden wounds on his body had also been healed. Seeing this, she felt more relieved.
Feng Xiyu nodded: "The awakening strength of the god's bloodline will make a qualitative leap, and judging from future achievements, he is indeed the best candidate for Dao Lord."
Mu Qianyu's eyes fell on Beichenye's figure, and he heard him continue: "Where is Holy Lord Tianyuan? Junior Zixiao Dojo Beichenye came to pay a visit."
Although what he said was quite polite, to be able to address the Holy Lord directly on such an occasion was considered to be disrespectful to the other party.
It can be seen from Beichen Ye's expression that he was clearly angry but still trying his best to hold back and restrain himself. He was feeling restless at the moment and was obviously extremely nervous.
"Brother Beichen is too affectionate. Who wouldn't be moved after seeing this?" Feng Xiyu sighed again.
Mu Qianyu also felt warm in her heart, and she even thought that if she was taken back to the Zixiao Holy Land, she could at least ease the tense atmosphere at this time.
The Holy Land has a profound heritage, so it would be better if it could avoid conflicts.
"Holy Master, when old friends come, don't hide at home." Ying Wuji, who looked in his thirties, also spoke in a deep voice at this moment.
Luo Wuxian was in the middle of the two people. Although he did not speak, his aura still enveloped the surroundings invisibly, making those below not dare to act rashly or look down upon him.
The disciples of Tianyuan Holy Land were all complaining when they saw these three great gods. Did the Holy Land offend these three people today?
Moreover, they really had never heard that the Holy Land had arrested anyone who shouldn't have been arrested. They didn't even know who the lady Beichen Ye mentioned was.
The next moment, it was like a scorching sun rising into the sky in the holy land, and all the images could only see a dazzling brilliance. Then the memory crystal flashed, and there was no image anymore, as if it had received some interference.
"The golden sun was rising, and the Holy Lord of Tianyuan Holy Land appeared. Why did he disappear at the critical moment?" Feng Xiyu was heart-wrenching.
She finally managed to see the duel between the top experts, but she disappeared like this? She even felt that she shouldn't be playful now. If she went back with Beichen Ye, she might be able to join in the fun in the Holy Land.
When Mu Qianyu saw the image disappear, he also wanted to curse, couldn't this holy master be allowed to see people? He had already appeared and even the memory crystal was blocked.
Yuan Zhong also sighed from behind, this is a showdown between truly strong men, if you don't watch it, you will regret it for the rest of your life.
As a result, Mu Qianyu couldn't sleep well that night, and her mind was filled with random thoughts. At the same time, she did not forget Liao Tianyuan, the culprit.
Liao Tianyuan had to be beaten by Yuan Zhong almost every day. Originally a charming and suave saint, he was beaten stupidly. Every day the old wounds were healed and new ones were filled. His life was very frustrating and torturous.
He couldn't figure out why the Holy Land hadn't sent anyone to look for him after five or six days. With the Holy Land's tracking skills, even Mu Qianyu's formation couldn't cover him up.
Logically speaking, the masters from the Holy Land should have arrived three days ago, rescued him from the fire and water, and taken Mu Qianyu away to achieve a comeback.
According to common sense, the second situation will not happen. People in the Holy Land will not take such a person seriously, let alone negotiate any terms with her, and just take her away.