High in the sky, no one can see the monk, watching coldly.

A seabird, spreading its wings, flew over the place where the monk was, and passed through all the buildings without hindrance, as if nothing existed here.

A moment later, the clouds and mist in this place condensed into a pair of eyes and suddenly opened.

There was a circle of runes on the iris, and the expressionless man jumped in his heart, and hurriedly looked respectful and bowed his hands.

"Minister, please see Your Majesty. ”

Those eyes, with a faint glance, turned to look at the island below.

He looked beyond the mist, over the forest, and saw in a cave on the island, where Mei Yan was roasting something that he couldn't tell what it was.

Everything about Mei Yan seemed to be transparent, showing it directly in front of him.

"I haven't seen such a pure demonic method in many years. ”

After a few peeps, it was completely certain that this ant was definitely not the person he wanted to see, at most he had just started practicing.

The wheel of life is weak, but it is as blazing as the rising sun, and the face is the real age.

Those eyes, continuing to peep around, wanted to continue searching, but saw nothing.

The long eyes on the side, low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, speak out at the right time.

"Your Majesty, this place is a fragment of the Ancient Huliang Divine Mountain, there should be no problem, it is just a fragment of the Divine Mountain, mysterious and scattered, like ordinary mountains and rocks.

The minister couldn't peek into anything else, so he could only be sure that this person had indeed fallen here by chance with the help of the connection between the fragments of the broken sacred mountain.

His subordinates peeked at his soul, but he didn't find any big things. ”

"Leave it for the time being, and send someone to send it to the imperial capital. ”

"The subordinates obeyed. ”

The eyes, closed again, turned into a drifting cloud again.

Long eyes bowed.

"Greetings to Your Majesty. ”

After standing up, his long eyes were solemn, and the emperor's consciousness was here, and he had to take a look at it with his own eyes before he put his mind at ease, which is enough to show the degree of attention.

He was ordered to do so, and he had been in this place for decades.

As the chief of this generation, he has the responsibility of supervising the world, and he was ordered to track down a person, but he lost it, and the Emperor of the Ten Directions was furious, and he punished him to a place where this kind of bird does not.

For decades, the emperor ignored him, only telling him that this place was a fragment of the ancient sacred mountain Huliang, and asked him to monitor this place.

He thought it was a punishment, but he never thought that this was a heavy responsibility, and the so-called punishment was probably just a cover.

For decades, if he hadn't already peeked into the root system of an unknown divine tree from beyond the Ten Directions Realm, he would probably have been deflated.

The emperor is unfathomable, the divine power is like a prison, and over the years, there have been three Dao monarchs who have been executed by the emperor.

Changmu knew very well in his heart that for Emperor Zun, no one was or indispensable.

Not a single one.

He peeked away again, observing the situation, but this time, he saw that the last time he peeked in, the root system of the unknown divine tree had also disappeared, and it was not in its original position.

In his contemplation, the movements in his hands did not stop, and he wrote down a secret order to recruit someone to take away this little monk of the Demon Path.

The jade book with the secret order written on it turned into a divine light and disappeared.

Long eyes, suddenly turned to look at the other side.

On the island, as if something had emerged from the void, he could see clearly that there seemed to be a gray stone bridge no more than a few feet wide, constantly extending out of nothingness.

As the stone bridge lengthens, the front becomes clearer and clearer, until it finally becomes real and connects with the island below.

An old man with gray hair walked down from the stone bridge, looked around, and in an instant found plum salt still roasting.

The old man sensed carefully, and some accidents were a demon cultivator, and then he smiled and prepared to pass.

When Changmu saw the person, his face was pale, and the runes on the iris were turning rapidly, and his eyes seemed to be about to eat people.

"Yan Yan!"

Back then, he was relegated to a place where this kind of bird doesn't poop, and it was because of this person.

When Yan Yan turned around and walked towards Mei Yan, the divine light in Changmu's eyes skyrocketed.

However, as if he had known it for a long time, he waved his hand without looking back, and the gray light, but there was no bright thing, spread behind him.

The long eyes were reflected in those gray brilliance, and the pupils of the eyes suddenly seemed to be covered with a thin layer of plaster, and nothing could be seen.

And the building where Changmu was located also turned gray and appeared in mid-air.

Yan Yan turned around and glanced at the sky, and laughed strangely.

"Nagme, you're really here. ”

As he spoke, he took out a pair of calligraphy from his arms, and after unfolding it, he wrote four big characters full of resentment and crookedness: Count you unlucky.

Most of the handwriting had dissipated, and after Yan Yan took it out and looked at it for less than a breath, all the handwriting disappeared, and the calligraphy also turned into powder.

Yan Yan looked up and looked at the long eyes that were mushy, as if he had grown a bad breath, and couldn't help laughing.

"It's really unlucky, I opened my eyes wide, and I took a handful of filth, look at how you are chasing me now, let you bite me and don't shit, you deserve it!"

Yan Yan swaggered to the place where Mei Yan was, and took out the surprised Mei Yan.

Walk straight towards the stone bridge.

Before leaving, he glanced at the tower in the sky again, and the long eyes that were confused, and he struck a blow with his hand.

A gray giant blade appeared out of thin air and slashed towards the long eyes.

However, the terrifying power of the giant blade only shredded the layer of gray material that was pasted on the outer shell of the building.

The giant blade slashed through Nagamu's body, and Nagamu's eyes were intact, only the mortar on his body dissipated, and the layer of things that covered his eyes also dispersed a lot.

Seeing this, Yan Yan sighed with some regret.

"If you don't do it as a good person, when you are this inspector, you can only see everything, you can't touch it, what's the point of your life?

If I were you, I'd cut myself off and pull it down as soon as possible. ”

Changmu could see vaguely, and the supernatural power couldn't be recovered for a while.

I could only watch Yan Yan carrying plum salt, stepping onto the stone bridge, and moving along the stone bridge, their figures, like the stone bridge, gradually blurred.

"Evil Demons!" Yan was angry to death, but he could only grit his teeth and shout, and nothing else could be done.

From the moment he became the overseer of the Ten Directions Divine Dynasty, he was like a ghost, completely cut off from the world, and for the world, he was a spectator standing in another world.

No one can hurt him, kill him, even ninety percent of the people, can't find him, he can shuttle through many places at will, and things like the mountain protection array are basically useless.

But again, in order to do this, he has to pay the same price, he can only see, but he can't touch.

Even if he just eats an apple, he can only be in the Divine Dynasty Palace, and any supplies replenished are specially refined, and most of the things, he can't bring out that hall.

However, more than a hundred years ago, he finally met an opponent.

During the routine inspection, he encountered the evil demon called Yan Yan, and the power of this evil demon could actually act on him, even if it couldn't hurt him, it could also block his supernatural powers, so that he couldn't do anything.

I don't know how many years, the first time I missed, the last tracking, and I lost someone, the first time, the Emperor of the Ten Directions didn't blame too much, just a routine inspection, and found it by chance.

But the second time, it was the Emperor of the Ten Directions who personally ordered him to track down Yan Yan, and when he found those people behind Yan Yan, he messed up again.

This is why he was exiled to a place where this bird does not, and a squat is for decades.

Now he's been tricked again.

The mentality explodes.

At this moment, above his head, the clouds and mist condensed into a pair of eyes again, and suddenly opened, looking at the stone bridge that had almost disappeared.

Everything there seems to be frozen, and the place where the stone bridge and the island are connected has become a substance, and it cannot be broken at all.

Under those majestic eyes, the clouds and mist continued to converge, condensing into a middle-aged man in a black imperial robe.

He stretched out a hand and grabbed it in the air.

The palm of the hand seemed to directly compress the space, and went along the gray stone bridge, like a departed Yan Yan, gradually blurred and disappeared there.

......

In a world of beautiful mountains and rivers.

A gray stone bridge, emerging from nothingness, seems to be nothing, like a flower in the fog, the stone bridge continues to extend from the nothingness, gradually solidifying, and finally connected with the cliff.

Yan Yan carried the plum salt, and his figure gradually changed from blurry to solid as he advanced.

However, just as he was about to cross the stone bridge and step onto the edge of the cliff.

A hand ran down the stone bridge, from behind them, and grabbed at them.

The terrifying power, accompanied by indescribable coercion, turned from virtual to real, suppressed this realm, and Yan's figure was slightly stunned, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and his steps were difficult.

His face was extremely ugly, his body seemed to have turned into a stone sculpture, his skin was constantly turning gray, and an aura that was incompatible with the world was climbing wildly.

The power of the Ten Directions Emperor Venerable, the suppression of him, suddenly weakened, and his pace began to accelerate.

However, when he was about to lift his feet, he found that he could continue walking, but the plum salt he was carrying had already fainted, and the bones of his whole body were broken, even if he was protected, there was only half a breath left, and he was about to be killed.

At the moment of dilemma, behind the cliff, a long black whip was whipped, as if crossing space, towards the big hand.

Far away on the other side of the stone bridge, the incarnation condensed by the Ten Directions Emperor Venerable, frowned slightly, his hand paused slightly, and a trace of great power bloomed.

Suddenly, the long whip, which was black and stained with oil, snapped and slammed into the air.

However, with the sound of the whip, everything fell silent.

As if something was spurred, the invisible power spread, and the great power diffused from that hand collapsed silently.

From the fingertips, the palm of the hand continued to crumble, turning into a cloud again, and the endless runes within it flashed, as if the stars had fallen, and one by one they dimmed.

All the runes are messed up, and so is the power.

The cloud and mist incarnation of the Ten Directions Emperor Venerable retracted his hand, his palm had dissipated, only his wrist was still there, and where the original palm was, only the churning clouds and mist remained, and the chaotic runes were like stars flashing out.

His gaze was deep, looking across the stone bridge.

"Pastoral Whip ......"

"Terran shepherd, one of the priests of the Twelve Divisions, I thought you had been martyred, but I didn't expect that the person who had been hiding in secret was you. ”

The Emperor of the Ten Directions seemed to be talking to himself.

On the other side of the stone bridge, the black whip retracted.

Yan Yan on the stone bridge, his face sank like water, and hurriedly carried the plum salt over.

"Senior, this is a person from Huliang, who is dying, and my strength is difficult to help him. ”

When his words fell, the aura condensed into drops and fell into Mei Yan's body, helping him heal his wounds and restore his body.

An old man wearing a sheepskin jacket, bronzed skin, and a wrinkled face, holding the black whip, came from a distance, he looked at the stone bridge from afar, and seemed to see the incarnation of the Ten Fang Emperors on the opposite side from the stone bridge.

"With your status, you have gone to such great lengths, and you have not hesitated to take action in person, just to lure me out, and now, I am here......"

The priest sighed, knowing this, but he couldn't help but act.

Emperor Shifang looked at the current pastor with a little regret.

"In the 12 divisions back then, the most arrogant, empty-eyed, and known as the shepherd who commanded the way of heaven has now become like this, which is really regrettable. ”

The priest shook his head.

"Then do I call you the Emperor of the Ten Directions, or, Emperor Taitian?"

The Emperor of the Ten Directions on the opposite side looked calm, as if he didn't care that this kind of secret was exposed.

"Emperor of the Ten Directions. ”

The pastor didn't say a word, but waved his hands.

In an instant, the gray stone bridge collapsed in front of his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, it was completely cut off.

On the other side of the stone bridge, the Emperor of the Ten Directions didn't stop it, and he couldn't stop it.

After the gray stone bridge disappeared completely.

The priest turned his head to look at Yan Yan.

"Let's leave, if he really wants to come, he can find this place in the time of a stick of incense at most. ”

Yan Yan's face sank like water, and as soon as he stomped his feet, a new stone bridge immediately condensed under his feet, extending towards the void.

In an underground Yin River, a scroll of paintings drifting with the waves automatically flew out and unfolded in the Yin River, and the mountains and rivers in the painting were beautiful, only to see a stone bridge, extending out of the painting.

The priest led the people out of the painting, and as the stone bridge collapsed, the priest looked at the scroll with some reluctance.

"The mountains and rivers in this secret map are a handful of homeland in my hometown, but now I have to give it up. ”

The priest turned his head to look at Yan Yan.

"But there are still calligraphy?"

"Yes. Yan Yan immediately carefully took out a pair of calligraphy, as if facing a great enemy.

The pastor waved his hand, and the poster was unfolded, and the four big characters "Moldy Star Shines High" were written on it.

The calligraphy and the picture scroll, face to face, are integrated together.

In the blink of an eye, the scroll burned, turned into ashes and dissipated.

The secret realm sealed within it was completely cut off from this realm, turning into a secret realm that fell into the void.

"Let's go, if the emperor himself chases after him personally, this should be able to delay for a while. ”

Falling into the endless void torn out by the great wind disaster, he lost his direction, whether he can come back or not, most likely depends on his face.

No matter how strong the strength is, even if there is a direction to guide it, it is impossible to be unscrupulous.

The mildew star is high in the copy, as long as it can play a little role and guide it, it is enough.