The five masters stayed in this ruin, searching for the resources of the anti-Alliance Saints, while the Flame Saints and the Frost Saints went to the eastern plains a hundred miles away.

After a while, the two great saints arrived at this plain that was almost turned into a desert.

When they saw the environment in front of them, they were very sure that there had just been two martial arts fighting here.

"One of them is the right envoy of the Anti-Alliance Holy Cult, Man Qingshui." The Flame Lord analyzed: "This person fought me a hundred years ago and was severely injured by me, but according to intelligence, he did not die and has been recovering ."

"Since one party is a fifth-level martial master, who will the other party be?" The Frost Lord thought with his arms around his chest.

The Flame Lord lowered his body, placed his hands on the ground, feeling the residual energy.

After a while, the Flame Lord suddenly turned his head, with a surprised look on his face, and said: "This energy is the rib cage that Lin Yun condensed at the beginning, and the breath is very consistent."

"Lin Yun?" The Flame Lord frowned, shook his head and said: "As you said, even if Man Qingshui was severely injured, in any case, he is a fifth-level martial master."

"Moreover, I heard you mention this person before. If he is in full bloom, his strength is comparable to that of Jian Xiaoyao today."

"According to Jian Xiaoyao, when he was in Tianwu Continent, Lin Yun had no power to fight back in his hands..."

The implication is very obvious, the Frost Lord does not think that Lin Yun will be the opponent of the explosive death.

But they fought for a few hours, and the **** of death had never appeared until the end of the war, which was indeed a bit suspicious.

"Even Lin Yun, I think Lin Yun should have died in his hands, or escaped." Holy Frost Lord said confidently.

He is a calm and analytical person, no matter how great Lin Yun is, but not long ago, under Jian Xiaoyao's hand, Lin Yun had no power to fight back. It is impossible to be able to kill in such a short period of time. Explosive Grim Reaper.

However, as soon as these words came out, the Lord of Flames patted him on the shoulder and pointed to the distance.

The Frost Lord looked in the direction pointed by the Flame Lord, only to find that there was a vague pool of flesh and blood in the distance.

Although the pool of flesh and blood has been blurred into a human form, the Flame Lord can still determine through certain means that it is the explosive death **** who had fought with him a hundred years ago.

"Man Qingshui unexpectedly..." The expression of the Flame Lord became very serious. He couldn't believe that the opponent who fought him a hundred years ago has now died in the hands of Lin Yun.

At this moment, he felt a powerful threat from Lin Yun.

Even compared to the Anti-Alliance Saint Cult, Lin Yun's threat to him is even greater.

Because of Lin Yun's growth, he is truly unprecedented.

Therefore, they will choose to solve Lin Yun before starting to attack the Anti-Alliance Saint Cult.

The Flame Lord remained silent, and the facts were before his eyes, he could only believe it.

However, his heart was also full of shock.

They knew Lin Yun's weirdness, but Lin Yun broke their cognition time and time again and had to make them re-examine Lin Yun.

"In that case, did Lin Yun really kill a fifth-level martial artist?" Holy Frost Lord said in a deep voice, this matter can be big or small, at least it proves that Lin Yun's strength has risen to the next level.

"I hope that's not the case." Said the Flame Lord.

The faster Lin Yun's strength grows, the greater the threat the Sanctuary Alliance will feel.

Moreover, the Lord of Flames didn't know why, why every time he could catch Lin Yun, someone would always come out to make trouble, and someone would come out to stop him.

"Well, after I go back, I will report this matter to the general leader. Now I will go back and take away the resources of the anti-alliance priests. At least some of the losses caused by this battle can be filled." The Frost Lord waved their hands and the two flew side by side. Back to the headquarters of the Anti-Alliance Saint Cult.

However, when he returned here, what Jian Xiaoyao said made the expressions of the two holy masters look ashen.

"Holy Lord...All the resources have been taken away, and there is nothing left..."

"Lin Yun... check it out for me and find out where this **** is!"

This kind of ending is unacceptable to the Holy Master of Flames.

Even the Frost Lord, who has always been calm on weekdays, now his face is like frost, and his eyes are full of anger.

In this game, losing to both sides is already an unacceptable ending. They originally thought that they could rely on the resources of the Anti-Alliance Holy Cult to make up for the losses in this battle.

but!

All these resources have been robbed.

This is a real grab for food!

As a result, they had exhausted all their hardships in this battle, losing all the soldiers, and dozens of elders, only beheading Old Immortal Gooming.

If this spreads out, the world will think that the Sanctuary Alliance is a big joke.

At this moment, Tongtian Hierarch and others have fled to the border of Kaiser Region.

In a desert, the Lord Tongtian was alone, kneeling in the desert, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, shaking uncontrollably.

The four great apologists were all trembling, standing in the distance, not daring to move forward.

"It's ridiculous, ridiculous! Thinking of my Emperor Shitian, Yingming I, now I have killed the old fairy and Qingshui, all of them are dead..."

"Hateful! Hateful!"

The Lord Tongtian blamed himself very much, as if he was crazy, laughing and crying, his eyes had turned blood red without knowing it.

Gou Ming Lao Xian sacrificed his life in order to save him, and the spiritual imprint he left in Man Qingshui's mind could not be sensed.

In one day, the anti-alliance sacred churches existed in name only, and the left and the right were all killed in battle.

Except for the army that has not yet been summoned outside, the entire anti-alliance sacred religion can be said to be left with him and the four great guardians.

"It was my Emperor Shitian who harmed you..."

"Master!" The four great guardians also shed tears, and Gou Ming Lao Xian is regarded as the best person to them among the Anti-Alliance Saints.

And over the years, almost all matters, big and small, have been done by one person alone.

If there is no Gou Ming Lao Xian, it can be said that there is no anti-Alliance Sacred Church today.

"For so many years, you have worked hard and have no complaints, but in the end you end up in utter dissolution...It is my emperor who is incompetent!" The Lord Tongtian roared.

The four great guardians rushed forward and bowed in front of the Lord Tongtian.

"Master, don't blame yourself anymore!"

"No matter how you are like this, the left emperor knows the underground and can't look down."

"We have never regretted coming to the Holy Church in this life. We have all been prepared for all this."

Everyone says one thing to you and one thing to me.

Gradually, the spirit of the Lord Tongtian also calmed down. He stared at the west, his eyes showed a cold expression, full of murderous intent, and said: "One day, I will let the entire Sanctuary Alliance bury the old fairy!"

"Wish to follow the leader! Make a comeback!"

The four guardians of the Karmapa knelt on one knee and shouted in unison.

But what they didn't know was that now, with their backs facing the Master Tongtian, there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, Lin Yun, who was carrying the ice coffin and Xue Ruzhi, did not return to the daughter island, but went all the way to the west and went straight to the Western Sanctuary.

Lin Yun is now in a secluded valley on the northern border of the Western Sanctuary. Deep in the valley, there is a hut.

After Lin Yun came here, he directly took out the sound transmission talisman and injected immortal energy.

"I have something to meet with you, at your house."

After a while, a man's low voice sounded on the other end of the sound transmission note.

"Great."