My filial piety has gone bad

"It's not good to just take the stele like this. It's easy to be caught by Ling Zhouyue and bite the Daomeng later."

"Whether you take it or not, she will bite back at Daomeng. She still owes the Academy Crystal Library money."

"This……"

"In addition, I have to tell you the truth - this mission is actually not Class C, but Class A. The Daomeng won the stele at all costs. We are only the first batch, and there will be more high-level hunter teams coming in in the follow-up plan , Who would have thought that we would be trapped in the first batch, and the subsequent teams would naturally not be able to rush in."

"Class A mission?"

"The order I received is to obtain the stele at all costs. If it is limited by strength and cannot be obtained, at least it must be destroyed after re-engraving the rubbings. The stele must not fall into the enemy's hands. If Ling Zhouyue gets the stele, it means Will she from Zongzhi Mountain hand over the stele to the Daomeng?"

"But……"

"There's nothing wrong with it. In the age of the Dharma-ending era, on the first day you joined Zhuming Palace, you should have imagined a situation that would be a hundred times worse than the present one. I thought you had already made up your mind."

Liu Mingyang sighed, he didn't expect that he was more naive than a young junior.

"Let's go."

In this way, the two quietly lifted the stele away while holding their breath.

In fact, there is no need to be quiet, after all, the breath-holding technique can't hide the figure, anyway, taking advantage of the stalemate between the four sides, they can swagger and carry away the stele.

……

In the fog.

The mist flow seems to be abnormal.

Ling Zhouyue hurriedly stopped and said:

"Have you agreed to let the young people solve it?"

The fog flow just stopped.

The delicate female voice only said:

"It's okay, now all the people in the maze are combined, and none of them are as strong as the national teacher."

……

By the stone platform.

"As long as you join me as an apostle and save this corrupt world, the three million citizens will be safe—"

The national teacher was halfway through speaking when he suddenly noticed the strangeness of the stele behind him.

Just as he was about to turn his head, the bloody hand protruding from Hunyuan Sword Wind pinched his forehead.

"shock!"

In an instant, he was enlightened, and his head was poured with gold. '

boom!

A powerful and brutal palm without any spiritual power instantly shattered his heavenly spirit cover.

Xiao Ran endured the flesh and blood spoiler, and waited for a long time before the national teacher had the opportunity to approach the sword hurricane.

This palm is the first-order resonance palm technique that he mobilized with his whole body's spiritual power.

The palm itself does not have spiritual power, so the dark mist in the master's body cannot draw his palm power.

The violent resonance that sounded like a death knell instantly shattered the national teacher's celestial cover, and then broke his bones.

Not only did the aftershock not weaken, but the resonance of the bones strengthened, and soon spread to the blood vessels of his whole body, and a second resonance occurred.

boom!

The national division is about to use its strength to resist.

As a result, the shocked blood boiled, and the hot blood poured back into the dark mist in the dantian, and resonated with the dark mist again.

boom!

Three resonances, superimposed layer upon layer.

In an instant, the whole body of the national teacher was dismembered into a big lump connected with flesh and blood, and he collapsed on the ground.

It was as if the bones had been digested by the bone water.

All bones and internal organs were shattered.

The Hunyuan sword energy dissipated accordingly.

Xiao Ran walked out in a hurry.

Swallowed some pills, shattered the blood stains, changed into a suit of clothes, and walked out handsomely.

The national teacher in front of him has become a mixture of clothes and flesh.

Looking up at the fog, Master is safe and sound.

Looking into the distance around the fog, the stele is gone.

Xiao Ran was shocked!

What about my stele?

The national teacher just pushed over with sword energy, what about my big stele?

He hurried to the edge of the fog and shouted into it.

"Master, where is my stele?"

Ling Zhouyue twitched her brows and feet with the mouth of the pot in her mouth.

"It was just taken away by people from the Dao League. Don't worry, I will definitely go to the Dao League to chase after it for a hundred and eighty thousand. It's not a big problem."

Xiao Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a soft female voice came from Mingwu.

"You have this strength, you should take care of yourself."

The voice of the little maid?

Xiao Ran was not surprised, it really was a primate!