Dawn breaks.

Somewhere somewhere, Li Ziye was carefully carving a magic circle for Holy Lord Yunying. He was sweating profusely and it was obvious that he was not relaxed.

The formation capable of defying heaven and slaying saints is completely different from the ordinary Taoist formation.

There is no doubt that Li Ziye is a genius. After witnessing Prince Wen's God-killing battle, he made changes to the original Taoist array and created the current God-killing array.

Unfortunately, time was limited, and the magic circle created by Li Ziye was incomplete. Its power was completely different from the combat power displayed by Prince Wen when he drove the Water and Fire King Jade into his body.

There is only one Prince Wen in the world, and no one can imitate him perfectly, not even Li Ziye.

Tao, after all, cannot be copied.

"This magic circle has never been heard of before. Did Mr. Li come up with it himself?"

Holy Master Yunying turned his back to the legitimate son of the Li family, endured the severe pain in his back, and took the initiative to speak to distract himself.

"no."

Li Ziye shook his head slightly and replied, "How could I have such a skill? It was taught to me by a senior."

"Can I ask this person's name?"

Holy Lord Yunying asked curiously, such a peerless genius should not be unknown.

"Da Shang, Prince Wen." Li Ziye replied.

"Prince Wen?"

When Holy Lord Yunying heard these three words, he looked puzzled.

Who is this person? Why have I never heard of him?

The cold wind blew by, and the atmosphere between the two became quiet. Holy Lord Yunying didn't speak, and Li Ziye didn't take the initiative to say anything.

After all, the Western Regions and the Central Plains are too far apart, and the exchange of intelligence is severely hindered. Except for some familiar names, the rest of the characters are basically strangers to the ears of people in the Western Regions.

Prince Wen has lived in the palace all his life and is a low-key person. Not many people in Mobei, even the people of Dashang, know about Prince Wen.

Of course, Prince Wen never cared about this.

Just like the Taoist sect at the beginning, it did not publicize its salvation story. Therefore, when the Taoist sect used all the power of the religion to send all the gods away, not many people in the world even knew about it.

"Is he still alive?"

The atmosphere was silent for a long time before Holy Lord Yunying spoke and asked.

"The immortal has passed away."

Li Ziye responded calmly.

"That's really a pity."

Upon hearing this, Holy Lord Yunying sighed, "It is a pity that we could not meet such an amazing and talented person. However, it is a blessing among misfortunes that his inheritance can be left behind."

"Um."

Li Ziye nodded lightly, unwilling to say anything more.

Holy Lord Yunying noticed the change in the mood of the young man behind him and had a strange look on his face.

It seems that Prince Wen has a great influence on the third son of the Li family.

While the two were talking, the sun was rising in the east, dispelling the coldness of the night.

"Someone is coming."

Suddenly, Holy Lord Yunying seemed to notice something. He opened his eyes suddenly, grabbed his clothes and stood up.

But under the morning sun, in the distance, two tall figures were walking towards them. Their powerful aura was shocking.

Li Ziye also noticed the two approaching auras in front of him, and calmly put away the Fish Intestine Sword without much confusion in his expression.

"It's Holy Lord Jialuo and Holy Lord He Baigui, be careful not to expose any flaws." Holy Lord Yunying looked at the two people walking from a distance and reminded them solemnly.

"clear."

Li Ziye nodded and stood behind him, not saying much.

Soon, in front of the two of them, Holy Lord Jia Luo and Holy Lord He Bai Gui came towards them. Their auras were as heavy as the waves, overwhelming them.

"Jia Luo, Bai Gui!"

When Holy Lord Yunying saw the two provoking them, he showed no sign of weakness. His cultivation level was fully activated, and he immediately faced them head-on with an extremely powerful pressure.

The next moment, under the rising sun, three powerful auras collided with each other. With the three people at the center, violent winds and wild waves rolled.

"Yunying, congratulations."

After a while, Holy Lord Jialuo was the first to restrain his breath, with a smile on his face, and congratulated, "Step into the virtual flower and break through the five realms, just around the corner."

"There is nothing to congratulate."

Holy Master Yunying restrained his breath and said calmly, "If you enter the virtual flower, you may not be able to break through the five realms. If you don't enter the virtual flower, you may not be able to break through the five realms. There is no inevitable connection between the two."

"Having said that, improving one's cultivation is ultimately a good thing."

Holy Lord Jia Luo said calmly, "By the way, I heard that the Li family's heir stole your Yun Zhi sword. How could you, Yun Ying, be so careless and lose your sword?"

"My skills are just inferior to those of others."

Holy Master Yunying responded indifferently, "If you two encounter the Li family's legitimate son, you must be careful not to capsize in the gutter."

"He doesn't have the qualifications yet."

Next to Holy Lord Jialuo, Holy Lord Bai Gui, who had never spoken a word, sneered and said, "Yunying, do you want to go with us to arrest the legitimate son of the Li family?"

"No need."

Holy Master Yunying refused directly, "I am used to doing things alone and have no habit of joining forces with others."

"That's a shame."

Holy Lord Bai Gui said something, continued to walk forward, and reminded, "Jialuo, let's go, find the Li family's legitimate son as soon as possible, so that we can make business as soon as possible."

"good."

Holy Lord Jialuo nodded and followed him.

The three of them passed by each other. From the beginning to the end, the eyes of Holy Lord Jialuo and Holy Lord Bai Gui never stayed for a moment on Li Ziye who was behind Holy Lord Yunying.

Under the bright moon, the light of fireflies is indeed so inconspicuous.

The two of them walked ten feet away. Suddenly, Holy Lord Bai Gui seemed to have thought of something. His figure flashed past and disappeared in an instant.

Reappearing, Holy Lord Bai Gui has arrived in front of Li Ziye, and slaps him down with his heavy palm, as if the sky is collapsing.

Li Ziye felt something and his body trembled, but he suppressed his body's instinctive reaction and remained motionless.

"boom!"

The moment the palm fell, a palm came forward, blocking the palm power of Holy Lord Bai Gui.

"Bai Gui!"

Close at hand, Holy Lord Yunying looked at the man who suddenly became angry and said angrily, "How dare you touch this person!"

"Feel sorry."

Holy Master Bai Gui put away his hand calmly and responded, "I just looked at this guy's face and worried that he was a spy planted by others, so I tried to test him."

"Bai Gui, it's not your turn to take care of my affairs!"

Holy Master Yunying said with a cold face, "One more time, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Serious words."

Holy Lord Bai Gui responded, then turned and left.

The two left. Lord Yunying took a deep breath and said with some fear, "It's a close call. Fortunately, you didn't show any abnormality. Otherwise, we would have been in trouble today."

"Not dangerous."

Li Ziye looked at the direction in which the two people were walking away, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but he said very calmly, "He didn't dare to take that slap, otherwise, it would be like hitting the Holy Lord in your face in public.
Chapter completed!