The divine beast recognized its master, and the dragon girl, destined to kill him, went to the spiri

With the blessing of Su Shaohuai's Phoenix's original power, Ye Wanqing's spiritual consciousness is sufficient to explore the breath of the Heavenly Dao.

And in these days, she has felt the strangeness of the power of heaven more than once, but it is really unbelievable.

Ye Wanqing closed her eyes tightly. Behind her, Su Shaohuai, who was also sitting cross-legged, was following the guidance of his heart and mobilizing his original power.

Suddenly, Ye Wanqing realized something and her eyes suddenly opened, her expression full of surprise and shock. At the same time, the power connecting the two of them was severed, and a powerful force backfired in their hearts, and they both spat out blood.

"Well--"

"Shao Huai."

"Sister, I'm fine." Although Su Shaohuai's face was a little pale, there was a hint of clarity in his eyes. The backlash of power just now made many images flash in his mind.

Facing Ye Wanqing's worried eyes, Su Shaohuai's eyes returned to normal again, "Sister, I seem to have remembered something just now, but my mind is in a mess. I want to be alone for a while."

"it is good."

Ye Wanqing naturally knew Su Shaohuai's current situation, and she also needed to think alone about what she had just found out.

With the help of Su Shaohuai's Fengzi's power, she had just guided her consciousness into the Heavenly Dao, but she could not sense the existence of the Heavenly Dao. Only a tiny bit of Heavenly Dao's power was maintaining the balance rules of the three realms.

But how could it be?

Ye Wanqing increasingly felt that many things were slowly becoming detached from the nature of the world, and the laws of nature seemed to be changing.

……

"Why did you disappear again? Damn it."

If it weren't for that woman, how could he have lost the guidance of the Lord's breath again and again? Suddenly, Huaizhi didn't know what he thought of. The gold in his pupils flashed by, and a chill gradually spread.

Perhaps I need to speed up my progress.

Noticing Huaizhi's increasingly cold gaze, the attendants around him didn't dare to say anything and swallowed lightly.

"Master, don't worry. The Lord will definitely find it. The Lord's bloodline aura is much stronger than before. He will definitely be able to catch up with the day of change."

Huaizhi nodded lightly. Suddenly, he realized something. His eyes turned cold, and his divine power spread. The pressure of the dragon clan was fully revealed. "Come out."

A large number of low-level fish suddenly emerged from the sea.

"Your Majesty, the Dragon Emperor. I greet you. I didn't know you were here in person. Please forgive me."

The dragon clan is a clan of ancient mythical beasts. In ancient times, the black jade holy dragon of the dragon clan was revered as the supreme god of demons and even commanded the entire demon clan.

(The demon race includes spirit beasts, fantasy beasts, holy beasts, divine beasts, etc.)

Now, the dragon clan in the Three Realms is under the jurisdiction of the Huai clan. For these ordinary fish, the pressure brought to them comes from their hearts and souls.

"Did anyone appear here just now?"

The fish looked at each other in bewilderment. "Yes, yes, yes. Your Majesty, please look at the water curtain."

Until a figure appeared in the water curtain, Huaizhi's pupils, which were originally flashing with light golden light, suddenly shrank.

It was him!

……

"Ah! Master, save me!"

Ye Wanqing, who was in seclusion in the space, suddenly opened his eyes and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

When the sharp sword light was about to touch Zechuan's neck, Ningyu blocked it lightly, and the sword light was immediately blown away.

"Master!"

Seeing the "man" who suddenly appeared beside the man and easily deflected her sword light, Furong's eyes flashed with surprise, and then anger was hidden in her heart, and the expression on her beautiful face began to distort.

"What? A grown man, you can't beat me, and you still want help? I really look down on you."

"What's going on?" Ye Wanqing ignored the woman and looked at Zechuan, who was standing beside her with an innocent and aggrieved look on his face. His originally handsome face was now covered in bruises and blood.

"Master, I was the one who got the gambling stone first, but that woman insisted on snatching it away. I refused, so she attacked me. She took advantage of me because I had no spiritual power."

Ye Wanqing looked at the owner of the gambling stone shop nearby, only to see him trembling, obviously terrified by what had suddenly happened.

"Oh, so what! Everyone in this Three Realms knows that martial arts are respected. Someone like you who has no spiritual power should have died long ago to save food."

Furong raised her chin slightly, crossed her arms over her chest, and the fierceness in her expression was revealed without any concealment.

Ye Wanqing's expression was calm, like a bottomless pool. Only the knuckles of her clenched fists beneath her sleeves turned white, and her ten fingers almost embedded in her palms.

The scene of Jiang Xu's death while protecting the thousand-year-old snow mountain ice lotus has always been like a sharp thorn deeply embedded in her heart. Furong's words undoubtedly touched her bottom line.

"Well, that's a good point."

The cold and pleasant voice sounded, but it made everyone present shudder.

For a moment, the atmosphere around gradually became cold and quiet. The next moment, a sharp scream tore through the silent air, and the echo sounded like a buzzing sound in the corner.

Everyone only saw a shadow passing by, and even Furong only had time to sense an approaching breath.

"Snap." Ye Wanqing's palm clamped Furong's wrist like an iron clamp, and the sound of broken bones and dislocations was heard instantly. With a "clang", the long sword rolled to the ground, followed by a sharp scream.

"Is this the hand that hurt him?"

"what!"

"That doesn't seem to be the case. It must be the other hand."

"what!"

Furong slumped on the ground, her hands hanging limply. The severe pain from the broken bones was like a surging tide, and every pain was piercing, but she still roared fiercely at the top of her lungs.

"You are so outrageous! Do you know who I am? I am the guardian of the temple goddess. Your death is coming!"

In an instant, discussions arose around.

"So you're from the Temple, no wonder you're so arrogant."

"So the temple is full of this kind of people. Such people can actually become guardians. This is really laughable."

"Yeah, the temple is actually trying to compare itself to the Holy Temple back then. Tsk tsk, I always think that the people from the temple shouldn't just come out and bite people randomly. They're really afraid that others won't know what kind of species they are."

"Pfft, exposing them is so boring. Let's just draw a clear line in our hearts. Didn't he flaunt his power by relying on Tianling Academy before? Tsk, I think he's the same kind of person as Helian Jue who ruined someone else's wedding. Let's go quickly, so as not to be contaminated by the vulgar atmosphere of the temple."

Listening to the discussions of the people around her, Furong couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry. Since the temple appeared, she had never suffered such humiliation. "You, you guys! How outrageous!"

"How dare you? In these three realms, martial arts are respected. Since I am stronger than you, then I should be respected!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Wanqing's originally calm eyes suddenly became as cold as frost. The condensed feathers turned into a folding fan, and the jade fan handle hit Furong's shoulders. Every time it touched, it felt like a thousand pounds of pressure was pressing down on her head, and the pressure was released at the same time.

Furong struggled to stand up, but the moment she stood up, she felt a blow on her chest and fell to the ground with blood all over her body.

"Well--"

"Isn't it bad for you to hurt my temple disciples like this?"

At the same time, a melodious voice sounded, accompanied by a spiritual power passing through. Wan Qing wanted to knock Ningyu out of Ye Wanqing's hand, but found that Ningyu was unmoved.

A flicker of surprise crossed her eyes, and then they shifted to Ye Wanqing's face, a look of astonishment on her face. "So it's Young Master Wan Ye from Tianling Academy. It's been ages since we last met, and you've given me such a 'surprise' just by meeting me?"

As soon as Wan Qing and Huai's group appeared, the crowd that was originally talking and mocking suddenly quieted down.

When Huaizhi saw Ye Wanqing, a flash of joy flashed across his eyes.

"Heh~ It's not a surprise, but if the temple can't discipline its own disciples, I can also take the trouble to discipline my own guardian on behalf of the goddess."