Zhao Jiuxiao's attitude was firm, and the Qingyang Saint was unwilling to retreat, so the situation naturally became a stalemate.

This made Yan Guang extremely worried, after all, it was related to his life.

At this time, the other disciples of the Five Elements Sect also walked into the cave.

One of the women, after seeing Yan Guang, shouted in surprise: "It's you!"

After speaking, he looked at Yan Guang hatefully, and he knew at first glance that there was a festival between the two sides.

"Nangong Ping!"

Yan Guang was very puzzled and didn't know when he offended this woman.

At the same time, she was a little confused, wondering why she appeared in the Great Qin Divine Dynasty and became a disciple of the Five Elements Sect.

But looking at the hatred in the other person's eyes, Yan Guang finally understood why the people from the Five Elements Sect did not allow him to board the flying boat when they were in the boundless sea.

Thinking of this, Yan Guang had a trace of murderous intent in his heart.

However, the sudden appearance of Nangong Ping and the previous emotional leak gave Yan Guang a way to break the deadlock.

"Senior wants to help his disciples take revenge, just take action. Why bother to wrongly accuse the younger generation and practice the bloodline forbidden technique!"

This sentence has some meaning and is mixed with a hint of anger.

Zhao Jiuxiao's eyes suddenly narrowed, looked at Yan Guang, and then at Nangong Ping, and his face also darkened.

Although he didn't say anything, this expression means that his attitude is stronger.

This made the Qingyang Saint even more depressed. He was in trouble with Yan Guang, which had nothing to do with Nangong Ping.

But he couldn't explain the current situation and Nangong Ping's previous performance.

What's more, the majesty of the powerful man in the holy realm made him unable to explain.

"snort!"

After a cold snorting, the Qingyang Saint turned around and left, which made the disciples of the Five Elements Sect who had just arrived here very confused.

Especially Nangong Ping, I don’t know what happened. The extremely beautiful face was filled with a deep puzzled look.

However, the matter was temporarily settled by the Saint Qingyang left, and Yan Guang was finally in danger.

"We must break through the holy realm as soon as possible."

After returning to his cave, Yan Guang thought to himself.

After all, the performance of the Qingyang Saint means that he will not give up.

The danger of being remembered by a saint is self-evident. Even if Zhao Jiuxiao has done his best to protect him, it may not guarantee Yan Guang's safety.

What's more, Zhao Jiuxiao may not be able to do his best.

"With a thousand contribution points, you can stay in the stronghold for three years, it's better to practice here."

Yan Guang had an idea, but after thinking for a while, he felt something was wrong.

"If you are peeked by the saint of Qingyang..."

Yan Guang was in a dilemma at this time, after all, the threat of the Qingyang Saint was too great.

Whether you leave the stronghold or practice here, you may be harmed by it.

"Don't worry, improve it first."

After a while, Yan Guang decided to practice first, but he could not make any breakthrough in a short while.

And practicing in seclusion is also very normal, and no one will doubt it.

Soon, a pill with vitality appeared in Yan Guang's hand, which was Yunlu Pill.

After taking it, the medicinal power began to exert, and the energy in the body also slowly grew.

Although the growth rate is not very fast, it is very difficult for warriors to improve a little.

Yan Guang was already very satisfied with having such speed.

"call."

Three days later, the first Yunlu Pill was exhausted, and Yan Guang breathed a sigh of relief.

"The effect of the elixir is indeed extraordinary."

Yan Guang has not practiced it in the past few years, but he consumed a lot of Yuan stones and his cultivation level has only improved a little.

Even after his practice in recent years, he was not as good as a Yunlu Pill, so he naturally felt a little moved.

"It's estimated that thirty or forty are needed."

Feeling the growth of Yuanli, Yan Guang estimated that at least thirty or forty pills were needed to break through the current state.

However, Yan Guang, who was well prepared, had no intention of feeling distressed at all, so he continued to take the pills.

"What is he here to do?"

When he took the fifth pill, Zhao Wuji's figure appeared outside Yan Guang's cave.

This person is good to Yan Guang. His brother Zhao Jiuxiao also protected Yan Guang, so he naturally had to see him.

Slowly finish the work and then go out to greet it.

"Fellow Daoist Yan."

"Fellow Daoist Zhao."

After greeting each other, the two entered the cave together.

"I don't know what important things are for fellow Daoist Zhao here."

Yan Guang was straightforward, after all, Zhao Wuji would not come to the door for no reason.

"well!"

Zhao Wuji sighed and then responded: "In the recent days of battle, we have been at a disadvantage and have killed many Grandmaster warriors."

Yan Guang's eyes narrowed and he had some bad premonitions in his heart.

"Is it..."

In recent days, although Yan Guang has devoted himself to practicing, he has not ignored the outside world.

So he knew that after the last battle, the warriors of the human clan master realm fought with the demon kings of the demon clan to decide the ownership of the No. 22 stronghold.

This is also a tacit understanding between the two sides and does not involve a higher level.

However, Yan Guang had enough meritorious points, so he did not participate in this battle and escaped.

After all, this battle is very dangerous, and even if he has strong combat power, he is not an invincible existence.

"As a result of the deaths of the Grandmaster Warriors, our side was short of staff.

Therefore, the city lord ordered that no warriors in the Grand Master level should stay in their strongholds for a long time."

While Yan Guang was thinking, Zhao Wuji spoke again, with a little guilt in his tone.

"Sure enough."

Yan Guang thought to himself, and then asked, "This should not be the city lord's idea."

If Zhao Jiuxiao's idea was not implemented now, Yan Guang felt that it must be someone else's proposal.

"It's the saint of Qingyang."

Zhao Wuji responded solemnly without hiding any trace of concealment.

"It's him, it seems that he is really for me."

Yan Guang felt a little worried, because the powerful man in the holy realm was so terrifying that he would not even have the chance to escape if he had to face the Qingyang Saint alone.

"The city lord won't stand by and watch!"

The only one who can help Yan Guang is Zhao Jiuxiao, so he tried it.

But Zhao Wuji shook his head and said helplessly: "Brother, you must be careful of the Heavenly Demon Emperor, and you cannot leave the stronghold."

As soon as these words were spoken, Yan Guang raised his eyebrows and became even more worried.

Because if Zhao Jiuxiao doesn't take action, he will have no way to die.

"wrong."

Suddenly, Yan Guang's inspiration flashed and he thought to himself: "Zhao Jiuxiao cannot leave the stronghold, but it may not be able to help me."

Thinking of this, Yan Guang said directly: "Fellow Daoist, I want to ask the city lord to do a favor?"

“What’s the busy thing?”

"At noon tomorrow, help me hold the Qingyang Saint for an hour."

This is Yan Guang's method. After all, one hour is enough for him to leave hundreds of miles.

As long as he avoids it from afar, he doesn't believe that the Qingyang Saint could find it.

"The powerful people in the holy realm are in a way that they can't avoid them even if you run a hundred miles away."

Zhao Wuji is not a fool, and immediately understood Yan Guang's intention.

But he was not optimistic about this matter and valued Yan Guang very much, so he reminded him.

"You can't sit still and wait for death!"

Yan Guang responded helplessly, then clasped his fists and said solemnly: "I hope Fellow Daoist Zhao will help you."

"well!"
Chapter completed!