The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

Chapter 783 The Saints Were Surprised, Turned Away, and the Wind Was Shocked

"Holy Lord, are you alright?"

Tianmiao Holy City City Lord Pidianpidian dug Yin Rurong from the depths of the ground and placed it on a piece of bluestone on the banks of the flowing water.

Yin Rurong lay on the stone.

She stared blankly at the sky.

No wonder the Misty Sect rose so quickly.

It turned out that it was because this sect had a saint!

"Ye Feng, you are hiding so deeply!"

Yin Rurong slapped her with anger, the bluestone under her body shattered into powder, she fell to the ground, her face full of anger.

The momentum was shocked.

She became bright and beautiful again, and there was a faint haze on her body, making it impossible to see her true face.

"Ye Feng?"

"What does this have to do with Ye Feng?"

The lord of Tianmiao Holy City on the side is unknown.

"You go back first!" Yin Rurong said coldly, and then looked at the city lord of Tianmiao Holy City with cold eyes.

"Uh, good."

The Lord of Tianmiao Holy City did not dare not to listen.

After he left, Yin Rurong looked at the towering Misty Peak that was submerged in the clouds in the distance, gritted her teeth, and walked over.

...

Because of the battle just now, the entire Shenzhou was a sensation.

Everyone is guessing the origins of True Dragon Ancient Sage and Xinghe Quan Sage, and whether they are enemies or friends, and people are panicking.

"That's a holy dragon!"

"It turns out that our Shenzhou still has a hidden Holy Land! I thought there was no Holy Land!"

"You bullshit!"

"There must be saints in the major holy places."

There was a long discussion.

...

Sunshine world.

"It turned out to be the realm of Dao!"

"However, what is even more shocking is that this real dragon is not the realm of other worlds, but ours in China."

"But how is this done?"

The avatar of the ancient saint of the hot sun was puzzled.

...

Cangqing restricted area.

"Our Divine State's Harmony Realm... Interesting!"

The avatar of the master of the Cangqing restricted area frowned slightly.

Today's battle, she watched the whole process.

With just one glance, she recognized the practice system of the True Dragon Ancient Sage and knew that he was in the realm of the Dao, because he had the aura of the Heavenly Dao on his body, but it was many times weaker than the Heavenly Dao of Shenzhou.

However, the owner of the Cangqing restricted area also did not understand.

How can a Harmony Realm belong to Shenzhou?

Moreover, the strength of the True Dragon Old Sage is no different from the general Saint Realm, and it is much stronger than the legendary Harmony Realm.

more importantly.

The True Dragon Ancient Sage actually has a Holy Body!

"It's weird."

"The state of being in harmony with the Dao should only be left in the state of the soul. How can there be an entity, and it is still a holy body?"

The owner of the Cangqing forbidden area was puzzled.

All holy places.

Those holy realm incarnations all fell into shock.

...

At the foot of Misty Peak.

Yin Rurong came to this place, glanced at the bronze door-calling bell beside her, didn't bother to ring the bell, and walked straight to the top of the mountain.

Clang!

A dazzling sword light fell from the top of the mountain, and Yin Rurong, who was about to land on the first step, quickly stopped, and her body took a few steps back.

tear it up!

The next moment, a sword light slashed from where she was before, fierce, domineering, and without the slightest sympathy.

"Rude people, stop!"

An old voice sounded from the side.

Yin Rurong followed the sound, and saw Liu Feng holding his arms and carrying an iron sword, leaning against the stone pillar beside the bronze bell.

"Flowing wind!"

Yin Rurong looked at him with an unhappy expression.

If it was before, Liu Feng dared to stop her, she would definitely not be polite, but since the Saint Soldier Piccolo was taken away and she was injured, Yin Rurong's strength was only 90% of her peak.

She is not Liu Feng's opponent.

"Our Misty Sect does not welcome rude people." Liu Feng said, pointing to the bronze bell beside him, "All those who come, don't ring the bronze bell, and you are not allowed to climb the mountain."

"Why should this Holy Master obey your rules?"

"If you don't obey, then get out!"

Liu Feng pulled out the iron sword.

The breath of her body was so high that even her voice changed her face, she couldn't help but grit her teeth.

She hates it!

Today, the holy soldier Piccolo was first taken away, and then, because there was no holy soldier to suppress the Dao injury, his strength declined, and now, he was turned away by Ye Feng's Taoist protector Liu Feng.

This is an unprecedented shame!

She stood still, her face gloomy and uncertain.

If you do not climb the peak, you will not see Ye Feng.

Without Ye Feng's help, she would have returned to the Saint Soldier Piccolo.

My own Dao injury can't suppress the small matter. After I go back, being scolded by the Holy Land of the Holy Land is the big thing.

After half a cup of tea.

Yin Rurong's mentality exploded.

She walked to the door-calling bell, picked up the hammer, struck it three times hard, and then threw the hammer aside.

"Haha, there are guests coming, wait a minute!"

On the mountain, there was the voice of Hu Dahong.

Waited a while.

Yin Rurong saw a girl in red running along the stairs to the front, holding a fragrant duck leg in one hand.

"The demon emperor of the red fox clan."

Yin Rurong could see the details of Hu Dahong.

"Who are you looking for?"

Hu Dahong looked at Yin Rurong and blinked, her voice was sweet and slightly mature.

"I want to see Ye Feng."

"The head is closed, and there are no guests."

"He was standing on the top of the mountain and looking at it, you told me he was in retreat?"

Yin Rurong was trembling with anger.

She stretched out her hand and pointed to the top of Misty Peak. She could clearly see a tall and straight figure standing on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the bottom. Who else could it be except Ye Feng?

"It's the boss who told me!"

Hu Dahong's face was serious, "The chief told me just now that if someone came to him, he was in retreat."

"No reason!" Yin Rurong gritted his teeth in anger.

Looking back at the top of Misty Peak, and looking at Ye Feng's indifferent eyes for a while, Yin Rurong remembered the scene where Ye Feng killed the star powerhouse with a single strand of hair, and couldn't help trembling all over.

"Don't stay here for long!"

The sound ripped apart the void and disappeared.

"Little fox, it's none of your business here." Liu Feng said to Hu Dahong, and his figure gradually faded.

"Okay!" Hu Dahong ate the duck legs and bounced back to the top of the mountain.

...

In front of the main hall.

Liu Feng sat opposite Ye Feng and drank tea together.

"Sect Master, are you truly sanctified?" Liu Feng looked at him with shock in his eyes.

"Yes." Ye Feng nodded.

Hearing this, Liu Feng was shocked.

"I almost forgot to say that in the past few years, you have been preparing for the calamity. Maybe you will be able to transcend the holy catastrophe at some point."

Ye Feng suddenly said something.

"Forehead?"

Liu Feng was stunned for a moment, then, his pupils shrank, he realized something, and his whole body trembled with excitement, but when he raised his head and wanted to ask something, he found that Ye Feng had already left.

on the coffee table.

The cup is still steaming.

"The head is really an amazing person."

Liu Feng muttered, and continued to stay at the top of the peak, studying stronger and faster sword moves.

...

Heavenly Holy Land.

This place, like the Sunshine Realm, is an independent small world created by the Holy Land.

"Old Sage Miaoyin, it's all my fault for this. Your holy soldier was taken away by the bad guys. Please punish me severely."

Yin Rurong knelt on the ground and lowered her head.

In front of her, stood an illusory figure, with a slender waist and a graceful figure, holding a flower in her jade hand, exuding a strange fragrance, making her whole body relaxed.

"This hatred, I remember it!"

The ancient sage of wonderful sound turned into a cold voice, and then, with a "click", he crushed the flowers in his hand.

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