"How many of you?" the two palace masters asked at the same time.

"Thirty-seven..." Dongfang Haoran's face was completely distorted: "An additional Sacred Heart Temple is needed... The great elder of the Sacred Heart Temple has confirmed that there is a ghost, and many people in the Sacred Heart Temple are suspected of ghosts..."

Dongfang Haoran never expected that the biggest loss in this cleaning was his Dongji Heavenly Palace!

This made Dongfang Haoran, who Su Zi believed that the wise and divine martial arts were extremely strict, was too overwhelmed.

Ximen Tianfu and Beigong Liuli both looked at each other sideways. Although they were a little gloating, their hearts were not heavy, and they couldn't be happy even if they wanted to.

"The four saints of the Dongji Heavenly Palace... It has been confirmed that three of them have been involved in this incident, and they are also masterminds... The biggest mastermind is my son. Alas..."

When Dongfang Haoran said this, the other two no longer wanted to know what he was in.

Beigong Liuli also had the same style that she wanted to vomit blood: "My son... is the same. It's similar to yours."

Ximen turned over and said with a blue face: "You two sons have participated, don't think my son will be out of the matter..."

The three palace masters looked at each other and saw the extremely complicated expression of the other party.

"This matter... has actually been out of control until now." Dongfang Haoran smiled helplessly: "All people with ulterior motives have found it. This is no longer the current focus. The current focus should be focused... This power is too great."

"Once all of it is cleared out... the overall strength of the three heavenly palaces will be lost at least 20%!"

"There are too many losses like this... When did these bastards win over so many experts..." Ximen Yuanfu felt tricky: "What should I do now? Will the established plan continue?"

Dongfang Haoran showed a wry smile on his face: "The plan also has gains, and it has gained a lot... The biggest gain in the established plan is Yun Yang. If it changes the mind temporarily and stops the action... it is inappropriate, it is very inappropriate."

"Yun Yang fought all the way, and his cultivation level continued to improve. With the tempering between life and death, he improved his cultivation level to the fourth level of the Saint King; he was only one step away from, and a little opportunity, and he could enter the semi-saint realm."

Dongfang Haoran said in a deep voice: "I have said from the beginning that Yun Yang's future is not only the three palace masters of the Heavenly Palace. He can completely become the next leader of the Xuanhuang Realm. His advancement cannot be interrupted..."

His face turned even more ugly: "I haven't made up my mind yet when something happened to the Heavenly Palace... Should I completely clear it up? I believe the same goes for you two."

Dongfang Haoran's face looked painful and complicated, but after gritting his teeth, he said, "Since you and I can't make a decision and I can't make up my mind... Then, let Yun Yang solve this problem, let's take it without seeing you."

Ximen Chunfu slowly closed his eyes and whispered: "That's right. Let Yun Yang take over all the measures... Even if he killed them all, I will not complain."

"If Yun Yang is willing to let them go... it will be difficult for us to deal with when we come back; if so... hey..." Ximen Chunfu spoke a little confusedly, his face looked even more ugly. He talked contradictory for a long time, and finally stopped talking.

Dongfang Haoran's lips shivered a little and he murmured: "How could he be so far..."

His eyes were actually a little hollow.

Beigong Liuli's face was complicated and she sighed deeply; she shook her head as if she wanted to say something, but she still didn't say it.

"The three heavenly palaces can be managed well in their hands, but a son has not been taught well..."

The three palace masters of the Heavenly Palace looked at each other and saw the heart-wrenching helplessness and powerlessness of the other party.

The three of them were discussing, and Dongfang Haoran's face suddenly changed, and he reached out to grab a piece of messaging jade and input the mysterious energy.

At this time, I had long told me that I would never disturb me when there was no major incident. If I had such a hurry to send me a message, it would be destined to be a trivial matter!

The first time the message came to light up, an anxious news came from it.

"Prince Palace Master, something is wrong. The young palace master asked Ning Fengxue to take action to kill Yunyang!"

"Grass!"

The three palace masters cursed in unison and stood up at the same time.

All three faces, which have always been as stable as a mountain, have changed color!

There are still a misunderstanding after all calculations. I think I control it, but I don’t know how to master it!

The next moment, the three of them acted together, tearing the space and flew out.

Although the Holy Lord and the Half Saint seem to be only half a level apart, as the outside world's assessment of Yun Yang's current combat power, three moves kill the third-grade Holy Lord, and only the fourth-grade Holy Lord is the top of the top. Isn't that just means that Yun Yang and the Half Saint Cultivator are only one step away. Even if there is still a gap and it is not too huge, in fact, there is a huge difference between the two!

There is a comparison of essential differences, and there is no comparison at all.

Just like Yun Yang had not yet entered the realm of the Holy Lord, he could indeed compete with the first-grade and second-grade cultivators of the Holy Lord on his combat power alone. However, as long as the Holy Lord practitioners use the move of space ban, Yun Yang would immediately stop. The principles are roughly the same.

Even compared to the semi-saint cultivators who speak according to the Dharma and keep the heavenly constitution in their mouths, the difference between this step is even greater!

Once Ning Fengxue takes action, it means that Yun Yang will not have any chance or hope of survival. The only hope for the three palace masters is that Yun Yang is blessed and has a great life, and can save his life before he arrives.

The three of them never rose up to the idea of ​​Yun Yang being able to counterattack and kill Ning Fengxue, a semi-saint cultivator!

"Didn't Dongfang say that the strong men above the semi-saint are not allowed to participate in the matter between the Holy Son? This is a practice that has been around for hundreds of thousands of years. How come your son breaks the example? The situation is so now. What do you think about it? Why can Dongfang Xingchen invite the semi-saint cultivator? Is there any hidden thought behind this?"

"Isn't this a bastard?"

"You Dongji Heavenly Palace might as well ask the saint to take action!"

Both palace masters were full of complaints.

Dongfang Haoran was so bitter that he was so bitter that he sighed to the sky. What can I say? I can actually say this matter was my part back then... I can't say anything...

The three palace masters rushed over together, but unexpectedly sensed a breath that was extremely depressed on the way, and were coming towards him.

This aura is definitely not unfamiliar to the three of them, and it is the goal of this trip.

The three of them tore up the space and intercepted the man. When they looked closely, they couldn't help but say at the same time: "It's really you!"

The owner of the listless aura was Ning Fengxue.

The three of them had made up their minds and beat Ning Fengxue directly after seeing him, and then scolded him and other punishments.

But now when I saw that the three of them couldn't speak.

Ning Fengxue's face was pale and miserable. She looked like she was exhausted and she was shocked by the three of them. What shocked her was that Ning Fengxue's shoulder was empty, and the semi-saint cultivator actually lost one arm?!

"This...what's going on?"

"Who did it?!"

The three great palace masters served as the first ritual of eating!

It was even more shocking than receiving information from Ning Fengxue to target Yun Yang before.

"Who did it..." Ning Fengxue smiled faintly: "The Palace Master thought... who could do it even if those old guys didn't take action?"

Dongfang Haoran's eyes widened: "This...this...this...was it...Yun Yang...no?"

"Why can't it be him!"

Ning Fengxue smiled bitterly and said, "About Yun Zun, Ning was asking the palace master for something and apologized for the crime. He happened to meet three people here, so he saved some trouble... After that, his subordinates would not go back to the Heavenly Palace... After finding a place to talk, I went directly to the Blood Soul Mountain."

He sighed discouragedly: "What else do you say..."

"good."

What kind of person do the three palace masters? Seeing Ning Fengxue's situation, they knew that something must be different. They all put down a lot of doubts and waited for Ning Fengxue's explanation.

When they thought, no matter how great Yun Yang made progress, no matter how he could endure the sky, it would be impossible to hurt Ning Fengxue to this point now. Otherwise, why would the three of them come together and rescue him quickly? But the facts were clear in front of him, and it became possible that the impossible would be possible!

But, this is still...so shocking!

Ning Fengxue, who was leading the way in front, looked haggard and sighed in her heart.

Yunyang, since you are determined to reorganize the world, I will buy you a half day. I just hope you have a clear idea.

...

Yun Yang was covered in blood, but he still looked calm, as if he was walking into Tonight City in a hurry.

The breath flowing overflowing on Yun Yang's body was still strong, and it still gave people a feeling of being extremely sharp and straight; he did not stop at Pinke, but walked towards the inn where he stayed.

The figure suddenly flashed.

Beigong Wushuang and two people suddenly fell in front of Yun Yang. He exclaimed intentionally or unintentionally: "Master Yun Zun, are you injured?"

Yun Yang stood still, his eyes closed and said lightly: "It's just a little injury, it's not a problem."

Beigong Wushuang shook his hand, and two snow-white pills that emitted a strange fragrance flew over and said, "This is my Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill in the Demon Palace of Beihuang. Whether it is resurrecting the soul or revitalizing blood and replenishing the essence, it is the best choice. Brother Yun, please take it quickly."

Yun Yang grabbed it and threw it into his mouth without thinking, saying, "Why are you here?"

Beigong Wushuang smiled and said, "The day before yesterday, Brother Yun showed his strength and their situation changed. They still have the strength to monitor me now, so they naturally come whenever they want to come... But when they come this time, they plan to share some information with Brother Yun. Wushuang never forgot the alliance agreement for a moment."

Yun Yang frowned and said, "They?"

Beigong Wushuang lowered his voice and said, "We are talking as we walk... Now Dongfang Xingchen and others are gathering together to wait for news... As far as I know, Dongfang Xingchen has invited a semi-saint cultivator to deal with you..."

While he said, he accompanied Yun Yang forward, while carefully observing Yun Yang's face.

A sharp light flashed in Yun Yang's eyes, and he murmured thoughtfully: "Is it a semi-saint?"

"Yes. Even though Brother Yun has a superman cultivation, Brother Yun is still unlucky when facing the attack of the semi-saint; it is better to think of a solution in advance."

Beigong Wushuang said worriedly in his words.

While talking, I thought to myself.

"Yun Yang is now in a fierce battle... Although three people have been sent to assassinate together... But with the ability shown by Yun Yang the last time, as long as he reacts, the chances of the three people being able to succeed are very small... But Yun Yang is clearly seriously injured now, where does this injury come from..."

"Didn't it be that... Yun Yang had already had a fight with the Semi-Saint just now?"

"The real origin of his serious injury is actually... a battle with the semi-saint?" Beigong Wushuang thought about it more and more, the more he felt it made sense. Especially when he talked about the semi-saint just now, Yun Yang's expression changes were subtle, and there were three words that muttered: semi-saint?

These three words are a bit meaningful?

Beigong Wushuang thought in his heart.
To be continued...