"So the goddess is trying to restore the Mojia clan, rather than... trying to replace the Shenzong?" Zhiyuan seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"Although you are his disciple, you have never been the person he values the most. Both Shenzong and I are very aware of your strength. He sent you here not to capture me alive but to make you die.
"Xianyou looked at him with a little pity.
That kind of pity somewhat angered Zhiyuan, "Shen Zong is my master, and as disciples of Shenzong, we should obey Shenzong's orders!"
Xian You slowly shook his head, "He is going to die eventually. The first reason I sent you here is to delay time, and the second reason is because you know too much. There are too many secrets involved in today's matter, which is far more complicated than you think.
. I would like to give you a warning so that you can live more clearly in your next life. Sometimes knowing some secrets does not mean that you are qualified to know them. It only means that you are not far from death."
Zhiyuan's face was livid and twisted, but he watched Xianyou's illusory formation strengthen step by step and did not dare to act rashly. Those powers were too amazing, beyond his imagination.
"There is no doubt that Shenzong told you that you need to deal with the girl who left, because if I go out, my internal strength will be greatly damaged. Unfortunately, nothing in this world can be accurately predicted, even if he has missed it
Even if I go out into battle, my cultivation will not be damaged at all. Do you think it will be easy for me to kill you?"
After the power of the phantom array reaches a certain critical point, the circle begins to gradually shrink.
Zhiyuan suddenly knelt down on one knee, his face tensed and full of pain, "Goddess, please spare my life."
Xianyou sighed softly, walked to Zhiyuan in a few steps, and looked down at him with a compassionate expression, "Although you are his disciple, it is really rare for you to wake up in time."
The other temple disciples watched hesitantly from a short distance away. Did the Zhiyuan priest rebel against the enemy?
Zhiyuan slowly raised his head, with a pained look on his face, and said decisively, "My Lady Goddess, we will definitely wish you a helping hand to restore the Moga Temple."
Xian You has a condescending gaze, a cold smile with a hint of compassion, and her white clothes are as ethereal as a fairy.
The next moment, there was a fleeting illusion, and a dazzling flower of blood bloomed from Zhiyuan's chest. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Xian You in disbelief, speechless.
Before he died, he only heard one sentence, "Since you can betray him for the sake of your life today, you will be able to betray me more easily in the future."
All the other disciples watched in stunned silence as the priest died so quickly.
Xian You only sighed, even if she could kill so many people, it would definitely waste too much time. They had no time.
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"Master Shenzong, why have you been silent all this time? I thought Master Shenzong was so knowledgeable that he would not be surprised by anything." Mu Lingbo sneered, and his sharp eyes fell on Shenzong.
She stood in front of a palace, which was where Shenzong was about to enter.
Shenzong stared at her, his eyes bottomless, but something seemed to be rolling.
"Hey, I wonder where Shenzong is going in such a hurry?" Mu Lingbo was very relaxed and content, not like facing a formidable enemy. He looked back at the magnificent palace with a smile, and the cold moonlight shone on the golden glazed tiles.
superior.
"Shenzong looks very good, doesn't he? In fact, you're not so surprised when we come out." Mu Lingbo's white fingertips slid across his chin, pretending to think, "It's just a bit fast to get here."
