"You are welcome, among those who returned safely from the Longyan Mountains, there is my grandfather. He said that he didn't believe your words at first, but when he rushed out of the formation, he was made by the **** of the gods. Thanks to you Cut it, he can escape, so before leaving this time, my grandfather specially told me that if he can help you, he must go all out to repay your life-saving grace." Nan Aotian swung. Waved his hand, said Qi Gathering and Voice Transmission.

That's why Mu Hanyan knew the reason.

"Actually, even if it wasn't because of my grandfather, I would do it." Nan Aotian added.

"Oh, why?" Mu Hanyan asked.

"Beiyuan Wuyuan died in nine deaths, our group of people are uneven in strength, if it is a mass of scattered sand, I am afraid that few people can survive, as long as everyone is screwed together, there is more hope of survival. Among the people, Only you have this prestige, can convince everyone.

It's a pity that I don't have the strength of Master and his old man. Even if I save my life, I can't protect everyone's integrity. Therefore, I can only pin my hopes on you. Nan Aotian explained.

"Your master?" Mu Hanyan said curiously.

"Master's name taboo is Qingyuchi, you have seen it." Nan Aotian's eyes were a little sad when he mentioned Master.

"It turns out that Senior Qing is your master." Mu Hanyan respected the elder who blew himself up to save everyone in the Longyan Mountains.

"Mu Hanyan, it is not easy for the bloodline of the guardian of the gods to continue to this day. They are also the true cornerstone of this continent. If you can, I hope you can gather them together and save their lives. I think, This is also the wish of Master and his elderly." Nan Aotian said solemnly.

Although Nan Aotian, who remembered his previous life, always deliberately dressed himself rough and boldly, pretending to be mature and deep, to conceal the true face of his little white face, his true temperament was actually very free, but at this moment, Mu Hanyan saw him. The eyes hidden behind a lot of beard are so deep.

It seems that the death of Master has made him mature earlier.

"Well, I promised to try my best to gather them together and help them save their lives." Mu Hanyan said solemnly.

The scene when Mr. Qing blew himself up and died seemed to reappear in front of him, and the words from his heart seemed to sound in his ears. This is Mu Hanyan’s promise to him, and only by doing this can she express her respect for this man. The old man has deep respect.

Finally, a huge palace appeared in front of him.

The palace stands tall in the middle of the mountain, and most of the huge platform in front of the palace hangs over the cliff. Clouds and fog drifting from all around, it feels like the entire palace is hanging in the air.

When Mu Hanyan and the others stepped on the platform, there was a feeling of being free from the shackles of the earth and floating in the clouds.

Before long, the heavy temple door slowly opened, and an ancient and solemn atmosphere came oncoming, and an old man with a clean face appeared at the door, it was the Holy Lord. Sunlight diffracted on him through the mist, showing a colorful color, adding a mysterious and sacred atmosphere to him.

Mu Hanyan saw him once, but it was nothing. Most of the other guardians of the gods saw him for the first time. In excitement, some even knelt on the ground and worshiped. Others couldn't help but approach him. He bowed and saluted.

"Junior sees Lord Saint Lord." They said in trembling voices while saluting.

Although I haven't seen the Holy Master before, and no one introduced it, everyone can guess that the old man in front of him is undoubtedly the Holy Master, and only has such a sacred and majestic meaning.

"Get up all." The Holy Master raised his hand slightly, and everyone stood up straight involuntarily.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting for a long time." The Holy Lord said with a smile.

It was just a light and windy sentence that made everyone feel like a spring breeze, and they were even too excited to speak. Mu Hanyan believed that even if the Holy Master asked them to die now, they would never hesitate, let alone complain. This is the existence of the strongest power in the mainland, and it is also the shock brought by the existence of people's beliefs.

"I think everyone knows the reason why you came to the Holy Court this time. There is still half a year, when the power of Beiyuan Wu's original law is the most stable. I hope you can concentrate on training in this half year, and your strength will be even higher in the future. Going to Beiyuan Wuyuan can also be a little more sure of success.

Remember, everything you do is for the safety of the mainland, for the lives and deaths of hundreds of millions of Li people, regardless of success or failure, you will be remembered by everyone. If the Holy Ting Continent finally survives this disaster, you will also be named in history. Forever chant for the world.

Of course, Beiyuan Wuyuan died nine times. If any of you is unwilling to go, I will not force him to leave now. "The last words of the Holy Master are obviously superfluous. Even if some people thought that going to Beiyuan Wuyuan was just unwilling to die, they would have been enthusiastic after hearing the exciting words before him. How could it be possible to retreat at this time."

"For the survival of the mainland, for the hundreds of millions of Li people, even if we go through water and fire, we will do it all." Everyone said in unison, their faces flushed with excitement, and tears came down.

"That's good." The holy master showed relief in his eyes, and then said, "Although you are not the children of the holy court, you can use all the training resources in the holy court as freely as the children of the holy court.

There are many dangers in the land and the land, and the elders of the Holy Court have been stepping up their practice in retreat recently. I will send you to Holy Sword Peak first, and wait for the elders to go out and visit again. "

Holy Sword Peak, where is that, what should they do next? Everyone, including Mu Hanyan, knew very little about the Holy Court, and they were all confused when they heard what he said, but they didn't dare to ask more.

"I have arranged for someone to take care of you. When you arrive, you can ask him if you don't understand." The Holy Lord saw their doubts and said with a smile.

With his status, of course, he didn't have the time to answer everyone's questions one by one. It would be good to leave such small matters to others.

After finishing speaking, the Holy Master raised both hands slightly, and made a handful.

A huge formation suddenly appeared on the platform. As the holy master lifted his hands slightly, the formation rose from the ground. When everyone was light, they flew far away with the light of the formation, as if the clouds were driving fog.

Everyone was shocked, and then looked at the figure of the Holy Lord that was getting farther and farther, all with a face full of worship.

Although the Holy Lord's wind-repelling technique borrowed the power of the formation, they felt that the Holy Lord's own power accounted for at least half.

This kind of strength is probably not far from the legendary god.