The statue was clearly dead, and its figure facing away from them seemed to merge with the entire desert, containing the endless power of nature.

"Tianshi!"

The three peacock saints were shocked, and they felt a suffocating pressure, as if they were in a sandstorm that devoured the world.

The temporarily condensed Taoist stone sculpture brought them a sense of oppression that was comparable to the presence of the True Lord of the Nascent Soul.

"The little girl from the Beast King Valley, Feng Yuan Kingdom will not stop you from visiting privately. However, the True Lord of the Nascent Soul was not allowed to come to this land to commit rebellion."

The Taoist priest's stone sculpture facing away from him was snow-white, clean and spotless, and his voice was empty and cold.

"The little girl has heard of the rules of Fengyuan Kingdom. In our party, there was no Yuanying True Lord in our country."

The Peacock Saint owed a gift elegantly.

Looking at the back of the stone statue of the Heavenly Master, her bright eyes showed a calm smile, and a hint of undetectable cunning.

"By the way, this is the message from the little girl's grandfather to the Heavenly Master."

The Peacock Saint was neither humble nor arrogant. She took out a feather piece and flew to the front of the Tianshi stone statue.

The palm of the Tianshi's stone statue pinched the feather piece in his hand and listened to the voice of the Nascent Soul Elder of the Beast King Valley of the Big Green Top Sect.

After a few breaths, the diplomatic feather symbolizing domineering and nobility melted away in the palm of the Tianshi stone statue.

"I will not interfere in your affairs, so I will do my own things!"

After a moment of silence, an emotionless voice came from the statue of the Tianshi.

Click!

The statue condensed by sand, soil, ice and snow appeared large pieces of cracks and fell quickly.

The oppression from the supreme heavenly master no longer exists.

"Thank you for your accomplishment!"

The Peacock Saint was delighted and secretly stroked a heavy spiritual pet bag around her waist with a slender jade hand.

Grandpa was right, even the Tianshi of Fengyuan Kingdom had to sell the face of the Beast King Valley.

This is the deterrent power of the top sects of Daqing.

In the desert, the collapsed statue of the Heavenly Master fell on the sand, with its head falling onto the cracked abstract man's face and a faint coldness on the corner of his mouth.

Watching the backs of the three peacock saints step into the Fengyuan border.

...

A few months later.

The three peacock Saints disguised themselves and came to the territory of the Foreign Sect Alliance as merchants.

A large oasis with rich rivers reflects the vision of the three.

"Saint, the first two targets were excluded. The Jiedan Zhenren named "Xu Xuan" should be the pseudonym of Lu Chang'an."

Old Shi sat on the camel, his weak and dry and dark face faintly appeared in his blue and black look.

"Thank you hard, Old Shi! Hei Crow's real person, go to the oasis to investigate."

The Peacock Saint looked at Old Shi. The latter could no longer be described as old. The dusk energy was exuding a dead energy.

Mr. Shi’s life span is close to his limit, so he has no plans to go back alive this time.

As long as the saint can help the saint lock the target, the descendants of the old Shi tribe will receive the favor and relic of the Beast King Valley. Before leaving, some promises have been fulfilled.

Half a month later.

The Peacock Saint and the Black Crow Real Person met outside the Heyuan Oasis and looked bad.

"Grandma Yun, Yun Hao and others who are close to Mr. Xu have disappeared a year ago..."

The Black Crow Real Man said in a deep voice.

Mr. Shi sat on the camel with his eyes closed.

It took a long time to calculate.

When he opened his eyes, blood was filled with blood, his expression was solemn, and he sighed:

"Saint, since entering Fengyuan Kingdom, I have felt extremely strong resistance after my calculations."

"If Lu Changan had not been proficient in divination, he would have helped him. Every step we had come here was predicted by the others."

Mr. Shi discovered that he wanted to calculate the foot and whereabouts of Grandma Yun and others, and was obscured by the secrets of heaven.

"That turtle talisman master is good enough to be proficient in talismans, so he is good at medical skills. Is it still a master of divination?"

The Black Crow real person shook his head, unable to believe it.

The Peacock Saint did not explain Lu Chang'an's true background to him.

It is not surprising that high-level monks can reincarnate, occasionally solve some of the mystery in their wombs, or take over the body and re-ed up, and have more skills.

Such examples have appeared in the ancient Daqing sects, including the Beast King Valley.

However, whether it is to take over the body and rebuild or reincarnate, it is difficult to surpass the upper limit of the predecessor.

"Can it be a snow mountain holy land to protect this person?"

The Peacock Saint said suspiciously.

Decades ago, when he was chasing for the first time, Lu Changan's performance was more like having a magical and talented person to protect himself. Without such attainments, he could check and balance the Shi Lao.

Mr. Shi’s method of divination is top-notch below the fourth level, and no one is stronger than him under the Nascent Soul of the Beast King Valley.

"It's not like. If the Tianshi takes action, I will be struggling and it will be impossible to find this step."

Mr. Shi believed in the promise of the Heavenly Master.

Following the clues, the three peacocks disguised as merchants came to Gutian Xiancheng.

The Oasis Sect of Xuanyin Pavilion is located between Gutian Fairy City and Changfeng Fairy City.

"Saint, the deadline for the old man has come, and only the last hexagram is left."

In front of the ancient fairy city, Shi Lao's voice was hoarse, his face was bloodless, thin as firewood, and looked like a lifeless ghost corpse.

"Old Shi, considering Lu Turtle's identity and trace, the expectation has been reached."

The peacock Saint had a gorgeous face, dignified and solemn, bowing to Shi Lao.

Old Shi closed his eyes, and the remaining vitality and soul power in his dry body were like lit candles, burning quickly.

Huh~

A ball of empty flame burned all the strange things around it.

In a short moment, Mr. Shi's divination skills entered the fourth level, giving a glimpse of the invisible net of the fate of heaven and earth, and the mysterious river that existed in the dark.

When he opened his eyes again, his pupils were charred and he was completely blind.

Life is also over.

This is the price of a strong vision of the secrets of heaven.

"Saint, this trip is unpredictable, and the chances of winning are at most 50%.

"Save the green mountains...be careful...go back..."

Due to insufficient life span, Mr. Shi finally did not tell the secrets of heaven.

In place, a charred and smoked mummy was left, emitting an unknown dead aura.

Quiet!

The black crow on the shoulders of the real black crow flapped his wings and wanted to peck at the old man's body.

Bang!

The peacock saint raised her bare hands and the three-color phoenix clouds in the shape of a fan knocked the black crow to the ground.

"Damn it!"

The real person of Black Crow scolded and kicked the Black Crow to serve as a warning.

His black crow pet is a mysterious species containing bad luck, and he has a sensitive sense of smell of unknown and death.

In addition, the battle can also curse the target and bring bad luck.

"The good and bad luck are hard to predict? The chances of victory are less than 50%. Before Mr. Shi died, he was unconscious..."

After teaching the pet a lesson, the Black Crow real person smiled.

The Peacock Saint is a top-notch master of Killing Pills, with a trump card of Nascent Soul. Her natal spirit bird was also promoted to the late stage of the third level a year ago.

With his Black Crow's assistance, the crow imposed a curse. Looking at this land, how could there be an opponent?

The only threatening celestial master promised not to interfere.

The peacock saint's eyebrows were rising, and she pondered for a long time, but she still couldn't figure it out.

The trump card she has is stronger than Black Crow Real People imagined!
To be continued...