Chapter 1985 Chapter 2085 and the Slimy Old Man

"Get ready, the passage to the Blackwood Prison is about to open." Mu Hanyan said suddenly.

Gao Weihu and Su Baoer looked at each other suspiciously, is the passage about to open, why don't they feel it at all? Mu Hanyan couldn't guess.

But soon, they knew that Mu Hanyan was not guessing out of thin air, because shortly after her words fell, light and shadow flickered at the end of the valley, and a passage like a huge vortex appeared in front of them.

Gao Weihu and Su Baoer looked at Mu Hanyan again, and couldn't hide their surprise in their hearts: Such a powerful divine sense!

Speaking of which, although Gao Weihu and Su Baoer came from extraordinary backgrounds, they have the current strength at a young age, and their natural talents are not bad.

For the priest, the so-called aptitude mainly refers to the divine sense, and the two of them have enough confidence in their own divine sense.

But until today, they didn't know how powerful Mu Hanyan's divine sense was. They didn't notice the opening of the space channel at all, but Mu Hanyan predicted it in advance, and said it so definitely, as if the channel was opened by her own hands.

It's no wonder that she has such terrifying strength and such a powerful divine sense, which is comparable to ordinary so-called genius priests! At this moment, the two of them suddenly realized the origin of Mu Hanyan's strength.

But they didn't know that the reason why Mu Hanyan could predict the opening of the passage in advance was not only because of the strong divine sense, but because a moment before the opening of the passage, a familiar aura rushed towards them.

This air mechanism is extremely weak, mixed with the chaotic and violent law power of Qianlong Valley, it is even more subtle and difficult to distinguish. It is estimated that even Zhao Xinghong, a tenth-level priest of the gods and hearts, would find it difficult to find it, but Mu Hanyan did. Immediately caught the unusualness of that trace of aura.

Holy Land! That's right, this aura is so neutral and peaceful, such a magnificent atmosphere, isn't it the unique law of heaven and earth in the Holy Court Continent.

If the fierce law power of God's Continent is a sword that dominates the world, then the peaceful law power of Holy Court Continent is a sword that dominates the world. The two are completely different.

However, there is no conclusion whether the Tyrant's Sword is stronger or the Saint's Sword is stronger. This is probably the root cause of the million-year dispute between the Holy Court and the Temple.

Although the time away from the Holy Court Continent was not considered long, Mu Hanyan felt as if he had been separated from the world when he felt the familiar laws of heaven and earth again, and he lost his mind for a moment.

"The priests of all the halls obey the order and go to the Blackwood Prison as soon as possible. Don't miss the opportunity." It was not until an old and majestic voice sounded that Mu Hanyan's thoughts were brought back to reality.

I saw an old man with a clean appearance flying down, his red sacrificial robe fluttering with the wind, which seemed a bit of a worldly detachment.

There is no doubt that this person is Guan Xiujin, the chief priest of the Temple of Life, and only the chief priests of the five high-ranking temples are eligible to wear red sacrificial robes.

"Sister Mu, let's go quickly. This channel won't last too long. If you miss the time, it will not be so easy to go to Blackwood Prison." Su Baoer urged.

"Let's go." Mu Hanyan walked quickly towards the passage.

Originally forced by Zhao Xinghong to come to participate in the hunting trial, she was still a little bit repelled, but now, hearing that there is a possibility of finding treasures in the Blackwood Prison that can cure Liuguang's blood, she is full of expectations.

Liu Guang lay in Su Baoer's arms, looking at the looming Black Wood Prison in the passage, and seemed to be looking forward to it.

Gao Weihu waved his hand, put away the tent, and strode behind him.

The priests of each hall lined up in a long line. Mu Hanyan didn't have time to count them in detail a few days ago. At this time, after a few glances, he realized that there were about 3,000 people participating in the hunting trial this time, and there were many people in the distance Seizing the last moment, he rushed to Qianlong Valley in a hurry.

Excluding the people from several other high-ranking temples, there are more than 2,000 people in the Temple of Life and its subordinate temples, and many people from the other five high-ranking temples entered the Blackwood Prison through their own transmission channels. Together, the total number of people I'm afraid there are as many as four or five thousand people.

Although there were a lot of people, the speed of entering the passage was extremely fast. As long as one stepped into the vortex, the figures would disappear immediately.

Soon, it was Mu Hanyan's turn.

"Mu Hanyan, chief priest of the Flower Rain Temple, pays homage to Master Guan." Like all priests, Mu Hanyan saluted Guan Xiujin first.

After all, where other people's identities are, no matter how urgent the time is, they can't be rude.

It is naturally impossible for Guan Xiujin to socialize with the priests one by one. He usually just nods his head to signal that the matter is over, but this time, he gave Mu Hanyan a deep look.

"You are Mu Hanyan, I have heard about you." Guan Xiujin stroked his beard and said.

"Oh..." Mu Hanyan didn't expect that Guan Xiujin would still have the time to talk to him, but he didn't know how to answer the conversation.

"Zhao Xinghong's method is indeed a little low, but it's embarrassing for you." Guan Xiujin added in a tone of unbearable, with a look of kindness on his face.

Mu Hanyan looked at Guan Xiujin in surprise, thinking that Zhao Xinghong was covering the sky with one hand in the Temple of Life, but what he did had already fallen into the eyes of the chief priest.

Seeing Guan Xiujin's kind face and hearing those comforting words, Mu Hanyan suddenly remembered the elders whom he loved in the Holy Court Continent, and felt a little inexplicably moved in his heart.

"I don't really pay much attention to trivial matters, but Mr. Lao Officiant is bothering you." After being moved, Mu Hanyan quickly pretended to be open-minded and said.

She was still waiting to go to the Blackwood Prison to find treasures of heaven and earth to heal Liu Guang's wounds. What if the old man showed mercy and kept her instead of letting her go to the Blackwood Prison to "send her to death"?

At this time, Miss Mu had forgotten that since Guan Xiujin knew Zhao Xinghong's shameful tricks, how could she not know her subsequent counterattack. Although it was just sarcasm, for Zhao Xinghong, a high-ranking high priest who could even be said to be highly anticipated, her sarcasm was a naked slap in the face of Zhao Xinghong.

Miss Mu's jealousy must be repaid... Oh no, there is a clear distinction between grievances and grievances, how could Guan Xiujin not know, no matter how magnanimous she pretended to be, it was useless.

"If that's the case, I'm relieved." Guan Xiujin nodded, then suddenly looked serious, and said, "Although Zhao Xinghong's methods are unbearable, there is a reason for the incident. What you did in the Flower Rain Temple back then was indeed out of proportion. Although some things are not within the laws of the temple, the major temples have already agreed to the custom. No matter how dissatisfied you are with Zhao Xingyu, you should not punish him so severely. He is also the punishment priest of the upper temple. How do you You should save some face for him."

Mu Hanyan was slightly taken aback, she was still comforting herself, but what did these words mean after that?