Chapter 275: Hidden Sword Unshelf

Hearing this question, Saint Lord Xueying smiled bitterly and said, "This..."

She really doesn't know how to answer this question.

I was embarrassed to see Xueying.

The holy lords looked at each other, and they had already understood in their hearts that it seemed that it was not a good thing.

At this time, the Lord of Heavenly Sword bowed and said, "Lord Xueying, is this problem very difficult?"

"That's not true, and I'm not the Holy Lord now." Xueying said.

"The Cold Moon Realm has sunk into the deep sea, and the Cold Moon Holy Land has become a thing of the past. It is no secret that the Son of God goes to the Cold Moon Realm is going to be a secret. You can find out if you go to the Inquiry, but I can also tell you in advance that the Son of Xuantian goes to the Cold Moon Realm is to take action against the Cold Moon Holy Land."

"What!"

Although everyone already had some guesses in their minds, they were extremely shocked to hear this answer. Why is this matter and why does the Son of God do this?

"Oh, I'm still blamed me for this matter. I don't know how to recognize people. The huge Han Yue actually has nearly three levels of demon thieves. Even the master can't withstand the temptation of power. Alas!" The Holy Lord Han Yue finished with a wry smile.

Several holy lords looked at each other, and each of them had the words of shock.

Is the infiltration of the Demon Sect so serious?

Han Yue’s example is definitely not the only one, and perhaps even more serious among them.

Especially when Xueying mentioned her master, all the most powerful characters defected to the Demon Sect, so they...

They dare not believe it,

The Dinghai Shen Needle, who has been guarding the holy land for nearly ten thousand years, turned out to be a thief from the Demon Sect. So what exactly do they call it?

What is their purpose?

The Lord of Heavenly Sword murmured at this moment: "I now know what's going on in the Holy Flame Holy Land."

He didn't dare to think that his holy land might not be much better than Han Yue

When Xueying saw the people in this way, she smiled bitterly and said, "I have something to do, I have to take the lead." After that, she left.

She could naturally see the entanglement and incredible things on the faces of several people, but this was indeed the truth. She didn't know the situation of the other holy places, but in her opinion, it was not much stronger.

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In the main hall,

Only Yu Qingliu and Jian Wudao are left,

Yu Qingliu looked at Jian Wudao and asked: "What is the real purpose of the Son of God going to Hanyue?"

"Let Han Yue surrender and surrender to Xuantian!" Jian Wudao said carelessly.

He couldn't let his senior brother know that the reason why the brat beat Han Yue was because of his master. If that was the case, it would be embarrassing.

Yu Qingliu frowned tightly and asked, "How could the Demon Sect appear in the end?"

When Jian Wudao heard Yu Qingliu mention this, he smiled bitterly and said, "You also know that the whereabouts of the Demon Sect retreat stronghold in Hanyue were unknown, but this kid threatened Hanyue and made all the Qinglong warships bombard a plain, and it ended up being bombarded."

Then things go unpredictably.

Yu Qingliu knew that Jian Wudao would not deceive him on this matter, and there was no need for him. Moreover, he knew that there was no magic guardian or even a law enforcement officer to support Han Yue at that time.

All this shows that everything happened at that time was particularly sudden.

Even the Demon Sect didn't react at the beginning, and things happened so suddenly.

Yu Qingliu looked at Jian Wudao who was not fake at all, and there was a trace of helplessness in his eyes. This guy really had no choice.

Until now, they can't figure out the style of this kid.

What a sudden thing.

Jian Wudao said at this time: "Senior Brother, this chess game is too big. If you can't control it, you'd better make a powerful chess piece by yourself. Maybe this will not be abandoned."

Yu Qingliu was choked by Jian Wudao's words. He didn't know how to do it. Since Shang Tian came out of nowhere, everything has exceeded his control, and the situation in the past or two years has been even more so.

It was far beyond the strength he could master. It was not that he didn't work hard, but that it could only be said that the water here was too deep.

Yu Qingliu glanced at Jian Wudao with complicated eyes and said, "I understand."

Jian Wudao was still a little worried and continued, "Senior Brother, you must listen to me in this matter, give up all unrealistic thoughts, and the people who control the chessboard are far beyond your imagination."

Hearing Jian Wudao's words, Yu Qingliu asked in a low voice: "Wudao, what do you know."

Jian Wudao shook his head and said, "I don't know anything, I don't see anything, I just feel it, just because I don't see anything, I don't know anything."

After hearing Jian Wudao's words, Yu Qingliu fully understood the reason.

Yu Qingliu nodded, walked towards Jian Wudao and said, "I understand. Now, we are just a sword. We are going to make a real sword, enough to kill the sword above the Nine Heavenly Palace."

Jian Wudao laughed loudly, and a sword intent that soared into the sky emerged from his body.

The entire sky was shattered by this sword intent, and the clouds were cut into pieces, like steamed white steamed buns, one by one.

"Senior Brother, what we could do back then was still possible. Isn't it just that the object has changed, but we are not the ones we used to be." Jian Wudao said proudly.

Seeing Jian Wudao's heroic spirit and full of energy, a trace of remembrance appeared in Yu Qingliu's eyes.

He was once the most powerful sage son in the holy land, and he also made his myth.

As one burden of responsibility after another pressed on him, he began to change, become restrained, and become less sharp.

Everything is for the holy land.

Slowly,

He also had that temperament, and after polishing it.

It was like a sword that had been hidden for a long time, and today, it was finally unsheathed.

Not far away,

The Supreme Elder felt the changes in the hall, opened his eyes, and whispered: "After all these years, he has suffered after all."

In the battle that year, Xuan Tian was seriously injured. He was also injured at that time and was not suitable for the work.

It was always decided by the Elder Hall. At that time, due to the low efficiency, the entire Xuantian Holy Land was extremely slow to operate.

Even slowly sliding down the abyss,

Until Yu Qingliu emerged from nowhere, he personally stood up and supported him to the position of the Holy Lord. Similarly, Yu Qingliu never disappointed him.

After Yu Qingliu succeeded to the position of Holy Lord, the entire holy land was rejuvenated.

In his opinion, Yu Qingliu is the best saint master among the Xuantian Holy Land for hundreds of thousands of years, and no doubt about it. This is his highest evaluation.

Seeing that the sword that had been hidden for so many years finally saw the light of day, the elder also had a smile on his lips. If possible, he supported Yu Qingliu to remove all the burdens and be himself again. After so many years, he finally waited for this opportunity.

(End of this chapter)
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