I Am Really Not The Son of Providence

Outside the ancient battlefield, in a hidden canyon.

The figures in black robes stood indifferently, blending with the darkness.

Opposite these people, there stood a figure in a dark red robe, looking very evil.

"Hallmaster, it has been determined that the young hallmaster is imprisoned in Xianmen Town."

"The young hall master has the formation method in his hand to help the Holy Spirit get out of the trap. Nothing can be lost!"

"What does it mean that there is no formation flag in the hands of the young palace master? Is it possible that the young palace master does not have a formation flag in his hands, so he can let him sacrifice to the sky?"

"I don't mean that, I mean that the Young Master has been imprisoned for more than ten days and must act as soon as possible."

"Yes, the day when the demon rushes towards the seven evil spirits will be tomorrow night, and there is not much time left for us."

The people in black robes talked a lot.

At this moment, the blood-robed man calmly said, "Be quiet."

The man seemed to be very prestigious, and when his voice sounded, all the evil spiritists were quiet.

He said indifferently: "Hei Yuan was not able to do things and was captured by the Holy Land of Shenxiao, because his godson had no choice, and he would be punished heavily when he was rescued."

"But at this time, the life and death of Hei Yuan is not the most important thing, the most important thing is the Seven Evil Formation Banner in Hei Yuan's hands."

"In order to save Lord Holy Spirit today, this branch hall has been planned for thousands of years."

"Once Lord Holy Spirit is rescued and recognized by him, the position of the branch hall in the religion will be greatly improved."

"At that time, everyone here will be rewarded by Lord Holy Spirit, and Xianlu will prosper!"

When he finished speaking, all the black-robed deacons showed expectant eyes.

"Everything obeys the Lord's orders!"

"The deity is willing to lay down his life for the prosperity of the holy religion!"

"Allegiance to the holy religion, allegiance to the Lord, sleep on the floor today, and be the emperor tomorrow!"

"Come on, come on, come on, work hard and work hard to overthrow Dongtian Holy Land, the holy religion is proud!"

"Relax, Uncle White Bone is already preparing to cover the sky, as long as the formation is completed."

Seeing the atmosphere getting hotter and hotter, the blood-robed man's eyes showed relief.

Suddenly, he stared slightly at the entrance of the valley.

As the master of the Evil Spirit Sect, he has set foot in the realm of the holy and is very sensitive to the void.

He could clearly feel that the void in that place was fluctuating.

This shows that someone is coming from the void!

"There is an enemy attack!"

"Who is responsible for gathering interest and hiding the formation? Why were we discovered?"

The blood-robed man's face was solemn, seemingly calm, but his heart was not so peaceful.

After all, they are now no more than a hundred miles away from the two holy places, the six great caves and the twelve great blessing places.

For mortals, this distance may be considered very far.

But for the immortal cultivator above the Nascent Soul Stage, it really only takes a moment to arrive.

Could it be that the plan was revealed that our whereabouts have been discovered by the people of the Holy Land?

It would be a trivial matter if only the whereabouts were discovered, the fear is that the immortal gates have already understood their plan, and at this time they began to close their nets.

In that case, it would be really troublesome.

Don't think that the saint is great. Although the blood-robed man has set foot in the saint's domain, he is only the weakest saint.

It is still very dangerous to be surrounded by immortal gates.

The blood-robed palace master and the black-robed deacons all stared straight at the void fluctuations, waiting in a serious array.

Finally, the void slowly cracked open, and a young man in a white brocade appeared in the eyes of everyone.

But I saw him with black hair like black ink, sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome appearance, and a kind of otherworldly temperament, like a banished immortal in the sky.

This man is so extraordinary, these cultists can't help but sigh.

There is such an extraordinary and beautiful man in the world!

On the other side, the beautiful man walked out of the void.

He had a relieved smile on his face, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

However, when he felt vigilant and jealous gazes that were shocking and salivating, the smile on this beautiful man's face solidified.

Yes, this beautiful man is Shen Tian.

Looking at the black robes of the same style as Hei Yuan and the five deacons of Jin Mu, Water, Fire and Earth, how could Shen Tian know that these guys are not good people?

One, two, three

Shen Tian counted them casually, and there were already more than ten powerhouses of these evil spirits.

Moreover, the aura radiating from their bodies has reached the Nascent Soul Stage or above, and each is not weak.

If this is the case, Shen Tian is not particularly worried, after all, he will be able to fight Nascent Soul level blood demons during the foundation period.

Although the comprehensive comparison of the wisdom and combat power of the Nascent Soul monks of human beings, it is definitely better than the Nascent Soul Blood Demon.

But don't forget, Shen Tian is already a golden body class powerhouse now.

At this time, Shen Tian's combat effectiveness has increased more than ten times compared with half a month ago!

If he really wants to fully use his combat power, he can easily step into the top ten of the Golden Core List, and even threaten the top five and top three positions.

The ordinary Nascent Soul stage powerhouse in front of him is really without threat, and it can be solved like cutting melons and vegetables.

But the problem is that these black-robed deacons are not only ordinary monks in the Nascent Soul Stage.

Among them are the powerhouses of Nascent Soul Peak, and there are even one or two Tianzun-level existences in the transformation stage.

That is Tianzun of the Transformation Stage, can Shen Tian be able to fight once the golden body turns?

At least you have to turn around for a few more rounds before you can consider it!

What's more, there is another guy wearing the same red robe of Yue Qiluo.

This guy's aura was unfathomable, and Shen Tian couldn't detect him at all, and couldn't perceive how strong he was at all.

This kind of existence does not need to be considered at all, it is definitely not something Shen Tian can provoke now.

Sure enough, luck is reduced, and you will definitely encounter bad luck.

Misconceptions, misconceptions, this time really provoke!

The wind is tight, bullshit!!!

Looking at the vigilant evil spirits, Shen Tian smiled: "I passed by accidentally and heard nothing. Say goodbye."

After that, Shen Tian gently waved his sleeves and turned, and walked toward the canyon lightly, with extraordinary tolerance.

The blood-robed palace master showed a trace of killing intent: "Since it's here, kill!"

Damn, it really is a cultist.

Do you kill someone if you don't agree?Scared, scared!

The corners of Shen Tian's mouth twitched slightly, and he quickly increased his speed to the extreme, and fled outside the valley.

At the same time, the Shengziling in his arms also hurriedly passed a message to Bailian Tianzun, seeking help from the latter.

The sacred liquid of Nirvana is not given for free. When encountering danger, you have to cover me, Master!

Seeing Shen Tian turning around and running away, the evil spirits were also relieved.

This proves that Shen Tian's appearance is not an encirclement and suppression.

"Since you are here, don't leave!"

"Arrays have been set up around this valley, and the distress message cannot be sent."

A figure shot out from the group of black-robed deacons and shot towards Shen Tian.

"Hey, what a handsome young man, let's throw it to the slave family for a good training!"

There was an incomparably coquettish voice from under the black robe, eating away the soul: "Little brother, there is a Sutra of Great Joy and Bliss in the Nujia, let's do it together!"

"The slave family promises to make you so cool to death."