Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

Before leaving, Ye Chen called Xuan Xin, and the three went together.

This time Xuan Xin seemed to be a little absent-minded, she seemed not interested in this matter, she was forced to follow, but she seemed to have other things on her mind.

It's just that Kong Linger's mind was all on looking for her father, and she didn't ask about it at all.

According to the previous disciple's description, the battlefield is just outside the holy mountain, and this place can be regarded as within the distribution range of the holy land.

Momen's courage is not small, this time to come to the territory of the Holy Land to make trouble, is already challenging the majesty of the Holy Land.

However, in Nanlitian, the strongest power of the Demon Sect is nothing more than the evil cultivators in the Evil King City. This is the headquarters of the Demon Dao. It is a mess of fish and dragons, but it is also scattered. It is difficult to work together to do the same thing.

They are not good at all, which is why the major forces of the righteous way only resisted the evil king city, but did not go to war to eradicate it.

"What kind of power is it that can bring such trouble to the Holy One?"

Ye Chen muttered something, feeling a little puzzled in his heart.

Kong Linger on the side shook her head with a sad face.

Obviously, it was difficult for her to guess, and she couldn't think of any results. In the past, the power of the Holy One suppressed the Quartet, and it has become an existence that Nan Litian cannot provoke.

This time, it is true and has never been seen before.

Thinking about it, Ye Chen suddenly took a breath.

Nanlitian does not have such a powerful existence, but other heavenly domains may not exist, such as Jiuyoutian where the evil emperor is.

He even began to have some suspicions, whether it was the evil emperor who came in person this time.

If that's the case, it's in big trouble.

The three of them walked all the way, and after spending half a day, they finally arrived at the original battle location.

There was a desolation in front of me, and dozens of corpses were lying on the ground in front of me, scattered everywhere, not only the disciples of the Holy Land, but also some evil cultivators in the evil king's city.

A high mountain that was originally several tens of feet in front has been flattened in half, and the original lush jungle has almost been flattened. The ground is full of potholes, and the original landform almost no longer exists.

With this level of destructive power, at least three or four kinds of divine spells were released.

"What the hell happened here?"

Kong Linger hurriedly went down to check, and searched among the corpses.

People here have been dead for a long time, and there are no clues.

Too much time has passed, the original fighting atmosphere has gradually dissipated, and many clues have been interrupted.

Ye Chen said lightly: "The people who died here are only a small part, and more people have already left."

He opened up his five senses and six consciousnesses, and released his consciousness outwards, covering an area of ​​thousands of feet around him, but he still didn't find anything.

But Kong Linger at the side was a little silent, maybe because she couldn't recover from the shock for a while, or maybe she didn't want to accept the reality.

Ye Chen stepped forward to comfort him: "Maybe the truth is not as bad as we imagined, maybe the Holy One just went to deal with some things and couldn't get back in time."

"But."

Kong Linger was about to say something, but Ye Chen said again: "Don't worry, master, his strength is recognized by Nan Litian as the strongest, and no one in this world can suppress him."

Hearing this, Kong Linger nodded slightly, finally feeling relieved.

At this moment, Xuan Xin's voice came from the side.

"Look, here is the token of the Holy One."

The two looked for the sound, and they found a special token with the logo of the Holy Land on it, and the jade token had a pattern of gold silk texture, showing its detached status.

It's just that the token has been cut in half, and the incision is very neat.

"It's my father's token." Kong Linger said in surprise.

"This token is made of Nanlitian's rarest Ten Thousand Years Profound Jade. It is so strong that ordinary martial arts cannot break it. What happened?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen fell silent.

Now he can no longer convince himself of the set of words he used to comfort the little princess.

Xuan Xin stood quietly by the side, her face maintaining her original indifference.

"Father, where are you?"

Kong Ling'er stepped on Qingluan, and began to look around like headless chickens, apparently extremely anxious in her heart.

Ye Chen was worried about any danger, so he had no choice but to keep up, and at the same time kept comforting him on the road.

Until three days later, the three of them still hadn't found anything. They had searched for thousands of miles around, and the Holy One, the third elder and others seemed to have evaporated from the world.

At this time, less than half a month has passed since the battle of orthodoxy, and it is almost imminent.

As a last resort, the three of them could only return without success.

Sitting in the yard, the three of them looked dignified.

"I have decided that this matter must be concealed and not let everyone know."

Kong Linger said: "I believe that father will be fine, and he will definitely be able to come back before the orthodox dispute begins. If father comes back, I must not let him down."

Even Ye Chen was slightly surprised by these words.

Although he also meant this, but at this moment, the previous little princess seemed to have grown up.

Ye Chen nodded and replied: "Okay, then we will take care of the next Holy Land affairs."

Xuan Xin on the side nodded slightly, but did not speak.

The next day, Ye Chen and Kong Linger called together a group of core disciples and announced something in public.

Now everyone has arrived, whispering among the crowd, as if they are still talking about the sudden disappearance of the Holy One.

Ye Chen glanced at the crowd, and probably saw everyone's current situation.

"Everyone, the holy venerable is in urgent retreat. I will guide the next cultivation task. During this period of time, everyone should not be lazy. Before the start of the orthodox dispute, the holy venerable will come out to check the results. If it fails to meet expectations, he will try again. fine!"

As soon as the words came out, the crowd did not doubt the authenticity at all, but they were very puzzled, what happened to the Holy One, and he suddenly wanted to retreat urgently.

Seeing everyone whispering to each other, Ye Chen raised his hand and said something again.

"From today onwards, you must work hard. If you get all of us punished together, I'd rather let you die on the training ground!"

These harsh words made all the disciples present shrink their necks. They dare not doubt the authenticity of these words.

The last time Ye Chen trained them, he exhausted everyone to death.

The previous sentence "Even if I kill you with my own hands, I won't let you go out and disgrace the Holy Land" has become a maxim, and even some elders are admonishing their disciples.

In this regard, everyone quickly went to practice obediently, without saying a word.

Ye Chen looked into the distance, the current situation is temporarily stable, if the Holy Lord never comes back, he might be accused of concealing the truth.