Blue Dragon Three's heart was pounding.
Song Lun entering Sichuan to help Huayan Temple was clearly standing on the opposite side of the Devil religion.
How would he dare to meet the Hierarch of the Devil religion alone?
Was he not afraid that the Hierarch would kill him on the spot?
But looking at Chen Luoyang's calm appearance, Blue Dragon Three could only bow his head and say, "I will obey the Hierarch's order. I will send a message to Dragon Claw Seventeen, but it may take some time to keep it a secret and not alarm others."
"No problem, go ahead." Chen Luoyang waved his hand.
Blue Dragon Three immediately took his leave.
There was no one else in the room. Chen Luoyang rubbed his cheeks with both hands.
As night fell, Chen Luoyang came to the entrance of the palace and looked into the distance.
In the dark of the night, there was a dim golden light on the distant horizon, faintly discernible among the mountains.
That was where the Golden Peak was located.
Huayan Temple's successive generations of monks had cultivated for a long time, allowing the Buddhist light on the Golden Peak to never extinguish.
At night, the light was more obvious than during the day.
Within a radius of a hundred miles, one could faintly hear the chanting of Buddha.
The Buddhist light attracted and soothed the hearts of the surrounding believers, and at the same time, became a protective barrier of the Golden Peak.
Huayan Temple had a little geographical advantage in this battle.
Of course, his family could not resist the attack of the Devil religion alone, and relied on the support of his fellow believers.
At dawn the next day, Shanghai Song went out to battle again.
This time, with Hong Yan's help, he was more relaxed.
Zhang Tianheng and Wang Dubao did not get along with Shanghai Song, and were more than happy to watch him make a fool of himself.
But when the two of them appeared with a large group of people, the other side had to be distracted.
Because of this, Shanghai Song was more relaxed.
Even so, he and Hong Yan appeared to be alone and powerless.
Chen Luoyang stood in the hall of the lonely peak, looking at the battlefield from afar, his heart filled with emotion.
These two elders who opposed him had come at the right time.
Otherwise, it would be hard for Hierarch Chen to explain why he didn't go into battle himself and flatten the Golden Top with one hand.
Now, no matter if it was the enemy or both sides, they would only think that he was borrowing the hands of the Good Faction to purposely teach Song and Hong Yan a lesson.
The value of the Seventh Elder and Protector Hong as the vanguard was reflected here.
"Two good people …" Chen Luoyang laughed inwardly.
He scanned the surrounding mountains.
There was more than one King Wu attacking, and the area affected was vast.
The entire battlefield was huge, covering a radius of dozens of miles.
Apart from Shangguan Song and the others at the center of the battlefield, there were also other members of the Devil religion fighting the enemies at the periphery.
There were direct disciples of the Devil religion here.
There were also some small and medium-sized forces that relied on the Devil religion and acted on orders.
The Demon Domain was vast. Other than the disciples of the Devil religion, there were also many people who had submitted to the Devil religion to make a living.
This time, the three Protectors followed the Hierarch to Shu Province. Other than the disciples of the Devil religion, the forces that relied on the Devil religion also had to contribute.
But looking at the numbers, there were even more servants.
Usually, they made a living under the rule of the Devil religion. Now, they naturally had to work hard.
Chen Luoyang watched them carefully and couldn't help but feel moved.
Sect leaders and gang leaders of the C-grade forces.
Direct disciples of the Huayan Temple, a C-grade force.
Direct disciples of the Devil religion, such as Dragon Scale 45 of the Blue Dragon Hall.
In terms of cultivation, they were about the same.
They were all Connate Martial Masters, from the fourth stage to the sixth stage.
But Dragon Scale 45, or the young monk of the Huayan Temple, was only around 20 years old.
They were far younger than the gang leaders of the C-grade forces.
Previously, he had heard the report at Dew Mountain Manor.
The leader of the Green Lightning Sect, who was also a C-grade force, had died at the hands of Dragon Scale 45 not long ago.
Now, the gang leader of this C-grade force was also crushed by Dragon Scale 45.
Although they were in the same realm, the martial arts that they practiced were worlds apart.
The gang leader of this C-grade force had a ferocious and violent staff technique.
In one of the counties in Shu Province, he might be considered quite famous.
But his opponent, Dragon Scale 45, used one of the 36 secret techniques of the Devil religion, the Taiyin Sun-Piercing Claw.
Dragon Scale 45 used his bare hands to block the white blade, using his flesh and blood to grab his opponent's huge staff that could shatter mountains, and defeated him.
And the 36 secret techniques of the Devil religion were all very powerful. The Taiyin Sun-Piercing Claw was just one of them.
The Huayan Temple, a C-grade force, could still fight against it.
But the B-grade and C-grade forces were completely useless.
In the end, after the young monk fought with Dragon Scale 45 for a while, he was finally defeated by one move.
It was the same for Postnatal Martial Artists and Connate Martial Masters.
It was the same for Wu Zong and even King Wu.
The direct disciples of the Devil religion were basically the top figures of the same realm.
They could even fight against each other.
Only a few successors of the Holy Land of Martial Arts could barely fight against them.
Chen Luoyang watched the battle. His side seemed to have the upper hand in the battle.
But in the battle between the two leaders, Shanghai Song was in a bit of a mess.
But the people on the other side did not have it easy at all.
As long as they saw the Lonely Peak Hall surrounded by dragons, they would feel immense pressure.
As Chen Luoyang watched, the jade pendant on his body rang.
After he responded, Jingang quickly appeared in front of him.
"Reporting to Cult Master, the things that you ordered at Sweet Dew Manor have been mostly gathered by our subordinates. Only two items are still missing, and we're ordering people to speed up the search for them," Jin Gang reported.
The grey-robed old man Old Fu followed Ying Qingqing and left. His original task was taken over by Jingang, who followed the Hierarch.
Chen Luoyang asked: "Which two are missing?"
Jingang reported.
They were not needed to refine the Tenfold Guiyuan Pill.
Rather, they were things that he randomly added into the [Strange Treasures of the Land] while concealing his sight.
All the materials needed to refine the pill have been gathered.
"Search for the things that you haven't found, bring the rest to me" Chen Luoyang ordered.
Jingang bowed: "Yes, Hierarch"
As he left, Chen Luoyang continued to observe the battlefield.
Since the start of the battle, there have been many casualties.
The amount of blood red nectar in the black pot was slowly increasing.
Chen Luoyang watched this with an expressionless face.
Perhaps it was because he had seen blood and dead people in his past life?
Or because they were too far away from me?
He found that his mood was much calmer than he expected.
At this time, Blue Dragon Three came to report: "Hierarch, Dragonclaw 17 replied, Song Lun wants to see the Hierarch"
Chen Luoyang noticed that the other party's eyes were still filled with disbelief.
His gaze towards Chen Luoyang was filled with even more respect.
Song Lun actually took the initiative to come to him!
Chen Luoyang's expression didn't change, calmly asked: "Is he sure he can hide it from the others?"
"He said it should be possible tomorrow night" Blue Dragon Three reported.
Chen Luoyang grunted in acknowledgment. He had already checked the map of the surrounding area, so he immediately instructed, "Then tomorrow night, go to the top of Mount Gaoyang, fifty kilometers west of here. Order him to wait for me there."
Qing Long San replied, "We solemnly obey Jiaozhu's order."
After a short pause, he said hesitantly: "Hierarch, there is still some unconfirmed information that the Sword King might personally come to the Golden Peak, do you think this is a trap?"
"If he's here, then let's fight again" Chen Luoyang said indifferently.
Blue Dragon Three hurriedly kowtowed: "Hierarch's might is unparalleled, this subordinate has spoken out of turn"
Although Chen Luoyang looked calm on the surface, he didn't refuse when Jingang asked to go with him the next night.
The huge dragon carriage was too noisy, so it wasn't suitable for him to use at this time.
But his subordinates had already prepared a sedan to carry him to Mount Gao Yang, so he didn't need to run himself.
The sedan landed at the top of Mount Gao Yang. There was only a run-down temple on the mountain.
Jingang looked around and frowned: "Hierarch, I can't see Song Lun"
Chen Luoyang sat in the sedan without moving.
After thinking for a bit, he said something ambiguous.
"I only give people one chance," Ye Zichen said.
Chen Luoyang's voice was light.
As if he was speaking to someone hiding somewhere.
It also seemed like he was responding to Jingang's previous words.
After hearing this, Jingang grinned hideously: "I will obey Hierarch's order. Song Lun is audacious and went back on his word, my cult will not let him go.
Wait here for a moment, I will attack Golden Peak with Old Shangguan, Little Zhang, and Hong Shitou.
Let go of the baldies of Hua Yan Temple first and bring Song Lun here to await your judgment. "
"Ahem … You're being too serious. In order to keep this a secret, I was observing the surroundings to prevent the walls from eavesdropping. Thus, I appeared a step late. I really didn't mean to slight Cult Master Chen. If I have offended you, I hope that Cult Master Chen is magnanimous enough to forgive me."
Before Jingang's voice died away, another voice suddenly sounded here.
Then, a lamp was lit in the temple.
The light flickered, reflecting a pale face.
The smile on Jingang's face disappeared.
He stared at the people in the temple.
With his cultivation, there was no difference between night and day.
Although he didn't light the lamp just now, he had checked the inside and outside of the temple.
But he didn't find the person.
The light reflected a middle-aged man's handsome face, he looked like a learned scholar.
However, Jingang recognized that this seemingly refined middle-aged man was one of the underworld heroes of the Divine Land.
Lord of Yuzhou, Leader of Five Color Hall, "Nine Lives Flying Dragon" Song Lun.
Jingang was wary.
The other party's strength might be above Dharmaraja Huijue.
His words just now were a bit arrogant.
Song Lun didn't panic and left the temple. He came to the sedan and cupped his hands: "Five Color Hall has always been on good terms with your cult. I came to Golden Peak this time only to put on a show and deal with others. I have no intention of becoming enemies with your cult. Hierarch Chen, please understand."
Chen Luoyang didn't leave the sedan and only asked: "That's all?"
Song Lun said: "I and my brothers from Five Color Hall have not killed or harmed your cult's disciples, and we won't do so in the future."
"That's far from enough." Chen Luoyang said.
Song Lun asked: "What does Hierarch Chen have to say?"
"Keep your thoughts to yourself." Chen Luoyang said: "I have already said that you only have one chance."
Song Lun said calmly: "Hierarch Chen's power is unparalleled. I have always admired you. However, Five Color Hall's foundation was left by my father. It's worth millions of coins. I dare not give it up. Otherwise, I won't be able to face my father in the underworld …"
"Who is it? Show yourself! "Jingang suddenly shouted.
He knew his shame and became courageous.
Other than paying attention to Song Lun, he carefully checked the entire Mount Gao Yang again.
In the end, he really did find something.
A dazzling sword ray flew up and hovered in the air.
The sword ray dimmed and a young man's figure appeared.
Song Lun's eyes flashed: "So it's Sword Pavilion's Mister Third."
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