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Yan Tingfeng knew clearly why the Supreme Wisdom sent an envoy to Yunjing.

Whether it is Shenzhou or Ye Wanlan, he can't afford to lose, and he can't lose.

Even if he died here today, he would still go.

"Wait!" Before Baili Changkong could say anything to stop him, he saw Yan Tingfeng had disappeared from the spot.

After being stunned for a second, he gritted his teeth and said, "Impulsive! Really too impulsive! I can't just sit there and wait for death. I have to think of a foolproof solution."

Ye Wanlan was his only disciple, so of course he couldn't bear to see her get into trouble.

But now the battlefield is on land and he can't leave Atlantis. What should he do?

Baili Changkong didn't have time to think about it and went to look for Lancelot first.

At this time, Ye Wanlan had indeed arrived at the passage. She only needed to step into it to enter Atlantis.

But how could she not hear those words that the messenger Futu said?
Ye Wanlan clenched his hands and had no time to think. He turned around and rushed towards the center of the lightning.

"Your Highness!" Yue Zheng stepped on her toes and followed closely behind her, "Why don't I go first while you meet the owner of the building first, otherwise..."

"There is no time!" Ye Wanlan's voice suddenly turned stern, "Their target is me. If I show up a second later, something will happen that even I cannot control. Saint, you know what is the most important thing."

Yue Zheng was suddenly shocked.

How could she not know?

It is because she knew this that she said such words.

Three hundred years is long enough for a dynasty to decline, and long enough for a continent to regain new vitality.

But Princess Yongning and the Lord of Shenxiao Tower missed each other for a full three hundred years.

By some strange coincidence, one mistake after another was made.

Yue Zheng also knew what was the most important thing to Ye Wanlan.

Not herself, but Shenzhou.

She has selfish motives, but selfish motives are nothing compared to great love.

Yue Zheng took a deep breath and followed Ye Wanlan back to Yunjing.

“Vajra Shield… Saint, please go and help Xingyue and the others.” Ye Wanlan raised his head and breathed a sigh of relief. “Let the Vajra Shield last as long as possible, please!”

"Okay!" Yue Zheng immediately accepted the order.

Ye Wanlan stood in the air, and in front of her were three messengers.

"Here she comes..." The messenger Zhuanlun narrowed his eyes, "Just a little girl like this?"

"Don't underestimate her because she is just a little girl. She killed Shenxiu." The messenger Futu said coldly, "A mixed-blood who has both the power of divine bloodline and Shenzhou martial arts... Humph! She is indeed extremely talented."

No wonder the high priest of Cangyuan made such a vow in the past.

Lin Jiayan is already a rare genius, and his daughter is even better than him.

Ye Wanlan looked calm, not showing the slightest fear: "Futu, would you like to introduce the two people next to you?"

“How courageous.” A trace of surprise flashed across the eyes of the messenger Zhuanlun, who smiled and said, “I am Zhuanlun, the messenger of the Supreme Wisdom.”

The messenger took refuge coldly: "I am the messenger under the throne of supreme wisdom, I take refuge."

"Miaoyin didn't come?" Ye Wanlan remained calm, "It seems that she is indeed not a combatant."

The faces of the three messengers all turned colder. With their status, it was not something that a mortal like Ye Wanlan could comment on!

"Daughter of the Son of Prophecy, we don't want to kill. If we kill too many people, we will also bear the corresponding sins." The messenger Guiyi said calmly, "Why don't you commit suicide here, and then I will trap your soul, and we will release everyone in Yunjing. What do you think?"

Before Ye Wanlan could reply, Su Xueqing shouted angrily, "Dream on! Impossible!"

"Even if Miss Ye committed suicide, will you really let us go?" Xiang Shaoyu sneered, "I don't think so."

It was Ye Wanlan who reunited the five disintegrated families. If she died, the five families would inevitably split again."

"Although we are cruel and ruthless, we are trustworthy." The messenger Zhuanlun smiled slowly, "As long as the daughter of the Son of Prophecy dies, all other matters will be settled from now on."

Yue Zheng suddenly said, "Ask your conscience!"

Penglai magic, the art of questioning one’s conscience!
Caught off guard, the messenger Futu blurted out: "When the daughter of the Son of Prophecy dies, no one from the five great families should be left alive!"

After he finished speaking, his expression suddenly turned ugly, and he spoke from between his teeth: "What a good way to question your conscience."

Even his heart can be questioned.

"Turning the wheel, converting, no need to waste time talking to them." Futu's eyes were cold, "Kill the daughter of the son of prophecy first, and then massacre Yunjing!"

The two nodded and their eyes fell on Ye Wanlan.

Ye Wanlan raised her hand and summoned the magic sword that Valentina had forged for her.

Bright golden and silver lights flowed, and her aura was gradually rising.

"There's something wrong with her power." The messenger Zhuanlun frowned. "I actually felt a breath that was of the same origin as my god, but this breath was only a tiny part of her power. How could there be such a strange person?"

No matter which cultivation system you choose, the purer the power, the more likely you are to reach the pinnacle and stand on top of the world.

Didn't the Beiming Sect split from Penglai Mountain in order to pursue the ultimate way?

However, Ye Wanlan has multiple powers, including the extreme yin power of the Heavenly Musicians and the extreme yang power of the Divine Strategy Army.

It has the domineering power of the Nine Heavenly Swords and the gentleness of the Taiyi Acupuncture.

In addition, they sensed a familiar atmosphere.

But how is it possible for Ye Wanlan to possess so many diverse powers without going insane, and even be able to perfectly integrate these powers so that she can mobilize them at will?

All things are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining, water restrains fire, fire restrains wood, yin and yang restrain each other...

But the power in Ye Wanlan's body has already restrained each other. How did she do it?
The messenger Futu said cruelly: "Then kill her and offer her soul to our God!"

below.

"Mr. Rong Qi, have you figured out anything?" Su Xueqing was extremely anxious. "Do we have a chance of winning today?"

Although the Taisu sect did not have much military power, it could predict the future and let the other sects choose the right time to attack.

Rong Qi frowned, and he was still using the copper coin to tell fortunes.

But something unexpected happened. No matter what method he used, the copper coin would instantly fall to the ground and break into two pieces in an instant.

Su Xueqing was not proficient in divination, but as a Taiyi doctor, he knew a little about simple physiognomy and feng shui.

She stared blankly at the copper coin fragments scattered on the ground, as if struck by lightning.

This means...

The hexagrams cannot be reborn, and the lines are all dead ends. (End of this chapter)