The Heaven’s Jailer

Thinking of this, Pang Yushen immediately contacted the Great Elder Tang Zixing.

You know, among the hundred Tianzun disciples behind him, more than half are Tang Zixing's confidantes. If he moves slowly, the news will be passed on to Tang Zixing by these people. In that way, the plan to break merits and sins will be meaningless.

After two years of cultivating the Three Realms Continent, Pang Yushen has established an effective real-time communication system although he has made no major achievements.

Soon, the voice of the great elder Tang Zixing came from the sound transmission stone.

"What's the matter?"

Judging from his tone, Tang Zixing doesn't seem to be in a good mood.

"Elder, I want to report on important situations." Pang Yushen swallowed and spit, and said cautiously.

"What is important?" Tang Zixing asked.

"There are holy artifacts in the Three Realms Continent, and they are extremely powerful holy artifacts!" Pang Yushen tried his best to show an unusually excited state.

"Holy artifact?" Tang Zixing's voice changed obviously.

"This sacred artifact is currently in the hands of a golden immortal. Just now, I tried to seize it but failed. I also hope that the elder can send capable personnel to the Three Realms to help me in time. After all, there are many nights and dreams, and the heavens are probably already Staring at this sacred artifact."

Pang Yushen was still very good at talking, and wiped out the matter of defeating himself by the hands of the golden fairy in a few words.

"I know."

After a moment of silence, the great elder Tang Zixing cut off the call.

"What do you mean by knowing? Will anyone come?" Putting away the sound transmission stone, Pang Yushen was a little confused, but in any case, he had already notified Tang Zixing about this matter, and the future holy artifacts fell into the hands of others. , It has nothing to do with him.

"Go back to Xuanxing City and wait!"

Originally, Pang Yushen was only afraid of the outer world, but through the Battle of the City of War, he clearly realized that the local forces of the Three Realms holding the sacred artifacts were equally difficult to deal with. Without support, the only thing Pang Yushen could do was also Just play dead.

In fact, the elder Tang Zixing really wanted to support Pang Yushen, and even directly replaced Pang Yushen.

However, at this moment, no one is available at all.

The second elder Shi Yichen, the third elder Shi Wenguang, and the fourth elder Mu Xindi have lost contact one after another, giving Tang Zixing a feeling that the rain is coming and the wind is overwhelming. This is also the reason why he has not dared to leave the Xuanfeng Hall, because he I'm afraid that I will leave Xuanfeng Hall on the front foot, and Xuanfeng Hall on the back foot will not belong to him.

But the feeling of waiting to die is equally uncomfortable.

"Hallow!"

Recalling the confidence that Pang Yushen just announced, Tang Zixing seemed to have discovered a new direction.

"What's the specific situation?" After thinking for a moment, Tang Zixing sent a message.

Soon, I received a reply.

The content of the reply is naturally everything that happened in Shangcheng, including the entire process of Pang Yushen's defeat.

After studying the reply carefully, Tang Zixing was convinced that Pang Yushen had not lied or exaggerated on the key issue, that the brick-shaped sacred artifact was indeed extraordinary.

"It seems that I have to go to the Three Realms myself."

The significance of the sacred artifact to the Holy Lord, needless to say, Tang Zixing has always been afraid to leave the root of the Xuanfeng Hall. To a large extent, it lies in his lack of confidence in combat power. If he can grab the sacred artifact, let alone Xuanfeng. Inside the hall, no one could threaten him even if the starry sky was a million miles away. Even if someone took advantage of this gap to occupy the Xuanfeng Hall, he could easily recapture it.

Moreover, this matter is very important, there are people who can use it, and Tang Zixing dare not fake it.

After thinking about it again and again, Tang Zixing was convinced that this was the only way for him to break the current predicament. Without telling anyone, Tang Zixing quietly left the Xuanfeng Hall. He thought that his departure was silent and he knew nothing about ghosts. However, it was only half an hour. After that, three figures appeared at the gate of Xuanfeng Hall.

...

In the depths of the Eastern Wilderness, a paradise.

Lin Wenjue just returned, but received a secret message from Shangcheng Eyeliner.

"Liu Lang didn't even die and defeated Pang Yushen?"

Hearing this result, Lin Wenjue couldn't believe it. He had fought against Pang Yushen. Pang Yushen's strength, he couldn't be more clear, it is impossible for Liu Lang to defeat Pang Yushen.

Just about to ask for details, a Tianzun disciple's voice suddenly sounded outside the door, "Master Lin, Lord God, please!"

"Isn't Lord God in retreat?" Lin Wenjue's heart sank.

After hesitating, he hurried out, followed in the footsteps of the Tianzun disciple, made a big circle, and the two of them came to the Zhengxintang in the center of Xanadu.

At this time, two holy masters, one old and one young, stood at the entrance of Zhengxintang.

"Grand Elder, Third Elder!"

Seeing the two powerful saints, Lin Wenjue hurriedly bowed his salute. Although everyone was a saint in realm, Lin Wenjue was inferior to others in terms of status.

"Such a small matter can't be done well, and it even alarmed Lord God." The elder elder glanced at Lin Wenjue and said with a cold voice.

"My Lord God summoned me because of Shangcheng?" Lin Wenjue sweated, swallowing and spitting, Lin Wenjue quickly explained, "The failure of the Shangcheng incident was mainly because of the Xuanfeng Hall's kick... "

"These words, keep them and tell them to Lord God!"

The elder didn't seem to have the patience to listen to Lin Wenjue's words, so he turned his head and didn't even look at Lin Wenjue.

But even so, Lin Wenjue did not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction. You must know that Lord God, the leader of Tianwaitian, retreats all year round, and the ordinary chief is this great elder. The great elder can be said to be less than 10,000 people and offends. No one can offend the Great Elder.

"Master Lin, please!"

At this time, the Tianzun disciple who had led the way before let Lin Wenjue into the Zhengxin Hall, while the Great Elder and the Third Elder stayed at the door and continued to wait.

"See, see Lord God!"

After entering the door, Lin Wenjue couldn't help but crawl on the ground when he saw the tall figure in the front seat.

"I heard you went to Shangcheng."

God's voice is low and unhurried, no emotion can be heard.

"Yes." Lin Wenjue did not dare to lift his head.

"I heard that in the presence of tens of thousands of cultivators in the Three Realms, you said that you are a person from the outside world." God continued to speak.

"I, I have the high hopes of Lord God." Lin Wenjue's head was almost plunged into the ground. He knew very well that the reason Tian Waitian took him in to help him promote to the Lord was because he hoped that one day he could use his identity. , Control the Three Realms.

However, as he made his out-of-the-world background public, this kind of hope has disappeared.

"Don't feel guilty. From the first day I took you in, I knew that you couldn't face life and death. In that situation, it is human nature to say your identity in order to protect yourself." While God speaks, it blooms brilliantly. In Lin Wenjue's eyes, this brilliant smile was extremely terrifying.