Chapter 70 Clouds and Breezes Are Light, Who Are You?

"My magic talisman..."

The Twelve Hall Master Luo Tong screamed in surprise.

Looking at the magical talisman in front of him that was almost strangely out of his control, his whole body almost burst into pieces.

"What on earth is this thing that can even take away the spiritual talisman given by the goddess?"

However, compared to this moment, the Twelve Hall Master Luo Tong, who was full of heart, was holding the magic talisman with a happy face and returned to Xiao Heiba ​​in front of Ye Xuan, but he was extremely happy.

"Brother, look, I came back with a good thing."

Looking at the magical talisman in Xiao Heiba's hand, Ye Xuan was slightly stunned.

"This... you snatched it from Hall Master Luo?"

"Yeah!" Xiao Heiba ​​nodded happily.

Knew it……

Ye Xuan secretly covered his face.

Once Xiao Heiba ​​takes action, no matter whether it is enemy or friendly forces, they will not be able to escape his poisonous hand.

However, at this moment, Ye Xuan couldn't care less about the lost talisman of the Twelve Hall Master Luo Tong.

Because with just a flash of God's skill, the powerful Martial Emperor from the Netherworld Holy Cult who was running for his life had disappeared.

"This guy is part of my plan, Xiao Hei, what happens next is up to you."

"Okay, brother!"

Xiao Heiba ​​played with the talisman in his hand for a while.

It turned out that the food was inedible at all, so he threw it directly to Ye Xuan.

Compared to this shiny, inedible thing in his hand, Xiao Heiba ​​still prefers to beat people.

At the same time, on the other side, the powerful Martial Emperor of the Netherworld Holy Cult who finally escaped, turned around and looked behind him, and could no longer see the figure of the Twelve Hall Master Luo Tong.

"Did I successfully escape?"

Excitement, excitement, and all kinds of emotions continued to burst out from deep in his heart.

He really didn't expect that he could escape with his life today.

Faced with the pursuit of a strong man in the holy realm.

This is almost a fatal situation.

"What happened to that powerful man from the Holy Realm of Xuantian Shinto just now?"

Obviously, it is impossible for a strong man in the Holy Realm to fly away the iron rod in his hand.

"Could it be that someone is secretly helping me!"

Thinking of this, strong surprises burst out in the eyes of the powerful Netherworld Saint Martial Emperor who had just escaped from the dead.

"Is it possible that the Holy Son expected early on that we would be chased by Xuantian Shinto warriors in Dancheng?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. At this moment, the worship of Holy Son Xuanhu in his heart had reached its peak.

"The Holy Son is indeed worthy of being one of the people who has the most thorough understanding of the Holy Scriptures of the Netherworld for more than a thousand years in our Netherworld Holy Sect."

The entire Netherworld Holy Cult except for the Holy Lord who has been in seclusion for many years.

Only Holy Son Xuanhu understood the Netherworld Sacred Scripture most deeply.

The reason why Holy Son Xuanhu's status in the Netherworld Holy Cult is so high is that, in addition to his identity as the Holy Son, his understanding of the Netherworld Holy Scriptures is also an important reason.

"It seems that this time when I go back, I need to get closer to the Holy Son!"

The best thing is to go through the back door and have a relationship with Holy Son Doral.

"With such a powerful Holy Son taking care of me, my future cultivation path in the Netherworld Holy Sect will definitely be smoother!"

The reason why he is so confident that even if the mission fails, he will definitely be able to establish a good relationship with Holy Son Xuanhu. The most critical point is that he has important information about Xuantian Shinto in his hands.

"Xuan Tian Shen Dao gave birth to an unparalleled monster who caused the golden lotus phenomenon. For a task of this level, the Holy Son will never just send us a few Martial Emperors and Martial King-level followers."

Therefore, the Six-Star Martial Emperor of the Netherworld Holy Sect boldly guessed that even the Holy Sect was unable to determine the authenticity of the news, so they sent them to test it.

"Now, all the people sent out are dead, and I am the only one who escaped alive."

This is his value!

At this moment, the six-star Martial Emperor of the Netherworld Holy Sect who had escaped from the dead seemed to have a sea-fixing needle in his heart.

The whole person is in a state of elation.

"It's just that I lost some vitality due to the secret technique. When I return to the Holy Religion and make great achievements, the Holy Religion will give me countless miraculous elixirs and precious treasures."

Not only that, he can also establish a good relationship with the Holy Son Xuan Hu in one fell swoop.

Thinking of this, he felt so happy.

Just at this moment, a huge sword shadow fell from the sky, directly interrupting his wandering thoughts.

"Who are you?"

Looking at the figure that appeared out of thin air in front of him, the powerful Netherworld Saint Martial Emperor frowned.

This person has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and an extraordinary temperament. At first glance, he is not a simple person.

"A sword!!!" The other party did not answer his question, but slowly raised a finger.

"What?" The powerful Martial Emperor of the Netherworld Holy Sect had a puzzled face.

"Take my sword and you can pass." The other party's calm voice sounded again.

"Hahahaha, just one sword is too much."

While laughing wildly, the powerful Martial Emperor of the Netherworld Holy Cult looked at each other again.

Although he was chased all the way by Luo Tong, the master of the Twelve Halls, he was still a six-star martial emperor.

Although the man in front of him was mysterious, his aura was far from reaching the holy realm.

Since he is not in the holy realm, how can he win over him as a six-star martial emperor?

"I'm really... a little injured. All the cats and dogs show up, thinking they can bully me?"

The six-star Martial Emperor of the Netherworld Holy Cult glanced at the figure opposite.

"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't draw your sword, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to draw your sword in your life!"

He was chased all the way from Dancheng to here.

He had been holding back a lot of anger in his heart.

Now it just happened that such a fool fell from the sky.

Isn't it obvious that he was used as a punching bag?

The man heard the words and chuckled, and then a powerful sword light slashed out with his bare hands.

This sword light seemed to be extremely powerful, with black and white interweaving light and shadow condensing on the sword edge, but the martial emperor of the Netherworld Holy Church could not feel the slightest breath of danger under this sword light?

"This guy is not pretending to be very powerful on purpose, but he is actually just a straw lantern!"

He can become the six-star martial emperor of the Netherworld Holy Church, so he will naturally not be as careless as he seems on the surface.

Although the person who suddenly appeared on the opposite side to block the road has not exuded a strong enough breath, as a six-star martial emperor, he has always secretly activated the secret treasure defense.

But this level of attack in front of him?

"Not to mention breaking my defense, even clothes can't be cut, right?"

Just when the six-star martial emperor of the Netherworld Holy Church was full of doubts, a violent tearing force suddenly came from his body.

"Ah!!!"

Before he could react to what was happening, his right leg and arm had been completely separated from his body under the sword light.

"How could this be?"

The martial emperor of the Netherworld Holy Church was horrified while screaming.

There was clearly no dangerous aura on the strange sword light just now, but his body was directly torn apart by the sword light?

During the whole process, his protective secret treasure did not react at all?

"You... who are you!"

At this moment, the martial emperor of the Netherworld Holy Church, who had lost a leg and an arm and was already a cripple, looked at the figure opposite with horror.

What kind of powerful person is it?

Who would make him feel no dangerous aura when launching an attack?

However, facing his questioning, the other party always looked calm.

"I will never change my name, I will never change my surname, I am Xuantian Divine Dao Yue... Chang... Kong!"