Yun Yan waved his hand and lit a flame to burn the dummy on the crystal bed, and said to her with his eyes shining brightly: "A hundred years ago, I learned from the holy scripture that you are about to come back. Since you will be born in that country in the east, I naturally want to build the palace there for you, so I immediately asked Shanhaiji's best Tiangongfang to design and build the Daluo Heavenly Palace for you. In fact, I originally wanted to choose the address of Kunlun Mountain, because it is the legendary Mountain of Gods! But Kunlun has a sect with a long history. Shanhaiji does not want to build a large-scale construction to attract their attention, so I chose Qilian Mountain second to choose Qilian Mountain. Every brick and tile here is the best, and even the crystal bed is priceless, and it is prepared for our future..."

"Stop!" Yun Xiao interrupted his words, his heart beat violently, and he said disgustedly, "The fire is an instinct to save you, because you have been lonely since childhood, and although you live in a harsh environment, you have always been kind. Only then can you help when you are dying, but you have gained a new life and become greedy and ruthless. If I had known your existence earlier, you would not have let you do evil and ruin your life. You are not qualified to get the curtain of the fire again. Since I saved you, I should have cut you off with my own hands."

"Duan..." Yun Yan murmured these two words, but his mind was thinking about another thing. His eyes turned to Xiao Qianye strangely and said to himself, "It's time to end. There is no need for a third party between us. When I cut him off first, I will take you to visit the Daluo Heavenly Palace."

"Hmph, you really don't understand human words at all." Xiao Qianye looked at Yun Yan coldly, shook the sword spirit in his hand, protected Yun Xiao and took a step forward.

Yun Yan smiled slightly, and a cunning light flashed in his eyes: "Look at the long sword in your hand, it seems that he is from Kunlun Mountain? Unfortunately, I don't understand swordsmanship and don't want to waste too much time on you."

Before he finished speaking, the surrounding scene suddenly became distorted. Xiao Qianye's eyebrows frowned, and saw thousands of statues of different materials next to the crystal bed suddenly alive. In just a few seconds, countless Yun Xiao appeared in front of him in a daze, all of whom were pulling out long swords like fire from his palms and stabbing him. He stepped back with a stern breath, and there was really a blazing flame passing through his nose. Then the floor tiles under his feet began to rotate. The entire space was torn by powerful divine power. Yun Yan's chuckle was extremely far away, and he said slowly: "I don't want to be disturbed after a long time of separation."

"Qianye!" Yun Xiao exclaimed softly, trying to step forward to pull the person who was quickly disappearing into the gap in the space. However, Yun Yan gently grabbed her wrist. Although his eyes were a little unhappy, he still smiled at her with the gentlest expression. Yun Xiao withdrew his hand like an electric shock, but she just took a step back and was surprised to find that she had left the strange space and returned to the center of the original altar. The pure white crystal bed was behind her. The breeze blew the ice crystals on the curtain and brushed her cheeks. The slight coldness made a violent chill surge behind her.

Yun Yan walked up to him. At this time, the movement in the Daluo Heaven Palace woke Cui Xiuming who had just fallen asleep. He immediately felt the aura of the Sect King appear nearby. He was so scared that he ran over before he could change his clothes.

How could it be...how could this happen? That person just ordered him to come to Dunhuang to pick up Weiliya, why did he suddenly visit him in person?

Although he was confused, Cui Xiuming respectfully knelt on the ground outside the altar at the first time. With the burning flames, he had actually noticed that a woman was standing next to the King of the Sect. Even if he just pretended to swipe by Yu Guang inadvertently, he still realized in an instant that the familiar face was the so-called "goddess" that the King of the Sect was thinking about? The goddess who had only danced under the moon for so many years was actually a real existence?

"Xu Ming." Yun Yan turned his face and waved to him. The light of fire at his fingertips flew out like a thin line of fire on Cui Xiuming's shoulder, conveying a voice, "Take all the holy slaves in the Daluo Heaven Palace to get rid of the invaders under the Holy Lake."

"Yes." Although Cui Xiuming nodded in a faint tone, a thunderclap in his heart made him sweat. Invaders? There was an invader in Daluo Heaven Palace. When did he break in? Why was the holy slave who woke up by the holy lake unconscious?

Yun Yan smiled, remembering the man who was protecting Yun Xiao just now, he was so unhappy, and then he lowered his tone to remind him: "Xu Ming, this person has good martial arts skills, be careful."

"Thank you, the Sect King." Cui Xiuming hurriedly withdrew from the altar with shock. At this time, Yun Yan lowered his head slightly and turned to Yun Xiao and asked, "The spiritual power on your body is very scattered. Are you feeling uncomfortable or are you injured? Come, let me see."

"Don't come here!" Yun Xiao stopped him sternly, slapped Kaiyun Yan with one hand, and held the Fire Sword with the other hand tightly, but the Fire Seed was still depressed after being injured by the King of the Holy One, so that her face immediately became pale to the naked eye. Yun Yan didn't mind her repulsion, but continued to ask with an extremely distressed expression, "Your face is not good, it seems that it is old and injured, right? Don't hold on. I know many doctors with excellent medical skills, and will definitely help you recover. By the way, that person called you A Xiao, A Xiao, come to me."

He reached out his hand in anticipation, but he got a cold snorted with disdain and disdain: "Don't call my name, I will feel disgusted."

Yun Yan's eyes trembled violently, and he asked expressionlessly: "What is the relationship between that man and you just now?"

"He is my husband." Yun Xiao looked at him tit-for-tat, and smiled proudly without any concealment. "Stop illusioning yourself. It's just by chance for the fire to save you. If anyone else was the same. If you could use it to do good deeds and accumulate virtue, maybe I would still look at you with admiration today, but you used its power to deceive the public and even launched an eastward war to cause trouble to the Central Plains! Do you know that the battle lasted half a century, and how many people were displaced and homeless! Even my mother and my mother almost died in the war!"

"Your mother?" Yun Yan seemed to hear only these two words, with a sad expression, "No wonder the Holy Book reminded me that the goddess is in trouble. It turns out that it is true... Fortunately, I woke up in time, so this did not lead to a big mistake."

"You..." Yun Xiao was so angry that he couldn't speak and could not communicate at all. How could there be such a self-centered person? No matter what she said, would this person only understand according to his own ideas?

"But... that person is your husband?" Yun Yan interrupted her thoughts, and there was a trace of unconcealed cruelty and madness flowing out in her eyes. Even though she still maintained a gentle smile, her tone suddenly lowered, "How can such a sick and powerless man protect you? You must have suffered a lot of hardships when you are wandering outside. It is not surprising that you were deceived by a sweet man with frivolous words, but now you have returned to me and I will take good care of you."

Such arrogant words made Yun Xiao smile with a sneering smile, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, staring at the place where Xiao Qianye disappeared, and he raised his head and said with his chest raised: "He will come back to find me, whether it is your Holy Master or a Holy Slave, no one can stop him from coming back to find me."

"Is that right..." Yun Yan gently pinched his five fingers and felt it, but his expression was complicated.

At this time, under the holy lake, the space was still twisting and deforming at a speed that the naked eye could not see clearly. Xiao Qianye jumped in different space spells, and countless "Yun Xiao" were waving his sword to attack him. How did this person easily change the space without any movement under his nose? The air became thinner, and the huge squeeze pressure was as heavy as Mount Tai from all directions. Xiao Qianye held his breath. This special divine power suppressed... is the power of the heavenly realm? This person really has the unique divine power of the heavenly realm?

He reached out his hand to try to touch it. Although there was nothing in his sight, he could feel a barrier similar to the gap between King Chi, trapping him in the middle. Although the magic in the upper heaven was strong, it needed a unique physique to use it. Otherwise, even if it was as powerful as Feng Jiuqing, the things he could master were rare. But that person, he could not only learn the prophecy from the stone books contaminated with rippling power, but now he could even transfer him to other special spaces instantly?

Xiao Qianye sneered. Fortunately, the spells in the heaven realm are no longer difficult for him now. If it were the past, it would be really trapped inside and it would be difficult to get out.

He quietly raised his strength, and the body of Likong Jianxue's snow-colored sword slowly became black and golden divine power. He cut through the invisible pressure surrounding his body with one sword. Suddenly, cold air poured into it. He moved quickly in the direction of the wind, feeling a light swaying under his feet, and the scenery in front of him was twisted again. Likong Jian continued to take action without hesitation. After breaking three different spaces one after another, he heard the sound of water flowing in his ears. After fixed his eyes, he finally found that he was in a small drop of water, and there were thousands of similar drops of water in his eyes!

This is in the holy lake, where the lake water has created such a large number of independent spaces? Such incredible power is hard to imagine that an ordinary person can do it. A drop of water can create a powerful space spell. Either the caster really has such profound power, or it can only be that he uses a certain medium to achieve twice the result with half the effort!

He stared at the bottom of the lake and could indeed see rows of coffins made of ice. The coffin was opened and there was nothing inside, but there was indeed a familiar power of heaven hidden in it.

As if he realized something, Xiao Qianye once again shattered the spells around the space. This time, the digging sword energy accurately turned the angle and slashed down towards the ice coffin below. After a crisp "crack", the water of the Holy Lake caused huge ripples, and thousands of wonderful spaces were uncontrollably impacted together. He immediately seized the critical opportunity and found the faint crack that appeared and flew out like lightning!
Chapter completed!