Northern Wilderness Territory, a star territory outside the Blue Sky Realm.

The Withered Bone Taoist and the 108 elders of the Earth Palace sat cross-legged in the void, quietly waiting for something. The atmosphere was a bit depressing.

The two deputy sect leaders died in battle, causing Shen Sect to suffer an unprecedented heavy blow.

In the past, Shenzong always regarded itself as a god and a supreme being.

Except for the Shenbang organization and that group of lunatics, no one dares to offend Shenzong.

But this time, Shenzong was defeated by Han Yang.

The invincible momentum was severely interrupted!

Even the backbones of many Shenzong warriors seemed to have been broken.

A little guy who had been ascended for less than ten years could actually reverse the three realms of perfection, which made them feel like they were living on a dog's body.

Holy text!

It is given by the gods.

It represents the supremacy and the majesty of the gods.

There are even rumors that the holy text is actually the language of the gods, and its real name is the divine text!

For many years, Shenzong has been invincible, and even the Shenbang organization that has been killed can only defend.

They are the spokespersons of gods.

But at this time, Han Yang appeared.

Han Yang's talent in the art of divine writing is astonishing.

In less than ten years, he had refined the eighth-level divine inscriptions and conquered the Three Realms of Great Perfection.

Everything they were proud of was trampled down in front of Han Yang and was worthless.

Confused.

At a loss.

Even fear.

It began to spread among Shenzong warriors.

The Dry Bones Taoist was defeated twice at the hands of Han Yang.

He was almost killed the last time.

Seeing the Dry Bones Taoist, the shadow of failure unconsciously loomed over my heart.

Especially, this time the siege of Qingtian Realm.

If it had been in the past, with the strength of Shenzong, they would have fought directly.

Even the thirty-sixth hall of Shenbang Xianmai, they had captured it many times.

But this time, facing Han Yang who was alone, they could only stay here and wait quietly.

It's simply a shame and a shame.

As time went by, the atmosphere among the elders became increasingly uncomfortable.

With Dry Bones Taoist's sensitivity, he had naturally noticed the strange smell a long time ago.

But he couldn't say anything.

Ever since he fled back to Shenzong without fighting, his prestige in the hearts of Shenzong warriors has plummeted.

At this moment, he even felt absurd that he was not qualified to speak.

"well……"

The withered bones Taoist sighed silently in his heart.

He has nothing else to think about now, he just hopes that the Saint of Fenghua will come soon, complete the formation of solidifying the sky and locking the earth, and seal off the Northern Wilderness Territory.

Lock up that boy Han Yang and prevent any accidents from happening again.

Boom!

The sound of thunder came from far away.

A stream of light suddenly fell next to everyone.

The light dissipated, revealing a woman with a graceful figure and a majestic appearance.

This woman exudes a strange halo, as if a god has descended into the world, making people involuntarily want to worship her.

"Meet the Saint!"

The one hundred and eight elders of the Earth Palace bowed in unison.

This woman is the record breaker of Wuliang Mountain, the proud daughter of heaven, and the glorious saint.

In Shenzong, there are also two levels of power division for the Three Realms of Dzogchen.

One is an ordinary deputy sect master like Taoist Dry Bones and Qi Wusheng.

The other one is a saint like the Sky-Splitting Saint or the Fenghua Saint.

In terms of strength, the saints are all above ordinary deputy sect leaders.

They are all top experts heading towards the level of the sect master.

"Fenghua!"

The Dry Bones Taoist also stood up slowly and bowed slightly to the Fenghua Saint.

The Fenghua Saint had no expression on his face and asked with an indifferent expression: "Where are Qingyun and Xiyue?"

As soon as he showed up, he asked where his maid was. As expected, the relationship was extraordinary.

Taoist Dry Bones felt that it was indeed the most correct decision for him to invite the two maids of Fenghua Saint here.

"The two of them are lurking secretly, heading to the Qingtian Realm to explore the reality, and will return soon..."

The status of the Dry Bones Taoist is not as good as that of the Fenghua Saint.

After many defeats, I am even more humble now.

When facing the Fenghua Saint, I even feel like a subordinate facing a superior.

Just when the Withered Bones Taoist finished speaking, he heard the Fenghua Saint say coldly: "The Qingyun Fate Talisman is broken into pieces and has fallen."

"What!?"

The Dry Bones Taoist was shocked, and secretly cried out in his heart.

Too bad!

He invited the two maids here originally because he wanted to please the Fenghua Saint. How could Qingyun fall?

As elders, the two women also have talismans given by the Fenghua Saint, so they can escape even if they encounter the Great Perfection of the Three Realms.

But now, not only has one person lost, but even the news has not been sent back.

this……

Saint Fenghua didn't give Taoist Dry Bones a chance to explain, and said coldly: "Give me the formation plate, and you personally go to Qingtian Realm to find Xiyue."

The Fenghua Sage's tone was calm and calm from beginning to end.

It doesn't even mean to blame or reprimand.

But in the ears of the Dry Bones Taoist, it was no less loud than thunder.

He wanted to make a sophistry, saying that sealing the Northern Wasteland was a mission given to him by the sect master, and he could not leave his post without authorization.

But looking at the expressionless face of the Fenghua Saint, he couldn't say no.

"That's fine! I'll leave this place to you, Fenghua."

The Dry Bones Taoist silently handed over the formation disk, then turned and left.

All the elders of the Earth Palace looked at each other, and then they all lowered their heads, not daring to look at the Fenghua Saint.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the current Fenghua Saint exudes an extremely dangerous aura, as if the sect master is here in person, which makes people shudder.

…

Blue Sky Realm, outside the Star Territory.

A man wearing a white fox mask and a white robe stretched out his fingers and played with the soft cheek of the woman in front of him.

The woman is Xiyue, one of the two maids of Fenghua Saint.

At this time, her body was trembling, her expression was horrified, her eyes were full of humiliation, but she did not dare to make any move of resistance.

Just now, right in front of her eyes, this man stabbed Qingyun to death with one finger.

The eighth-level defensive divine inscriptions and even the talismans given by the Fenghua Saint had no effect at all.

From that moment on, she knew the true identity of the fox-faced man in front of her.
To be continued...