Chapter 89 Holy Lord? Even dogs are inappropriate!

Immortal Siming, Holy Master Ziwei, and Holy Master Shendan who followed behind were even more afraid to speak loudly.

They also saw that the deputy sect leader Ling Kong was already equivalent to a super master at the level of the ancestor of the Holy Land, and they were really not qualified to speak in front of him.

Walking all the way inside, Patriarch Wuhen felt very puzzled when he saw that there was not even a single person in the huge holy land.

"Fellow Daoist Lingkong, why does your sect have no disciples?" Patriarch Wuhen couldn't help but ask.

Lingkong said: "This sect has not officially opened its doors to accept disciples yet, so there are no people."

Hearing this, Patriarch Wuhen and Holy Master Shendan suddenly understood that Ye Chen kidnapped so many people just to make them come to Kunlun Holy Land to work, right?

I bet you, Kunlun Holy Land, all rely on looting?

The further they went in, the more surprised they became.

Even though the Kunlun Holy Land is huge, many of its facilities can be seen as extraordinary even from a distance.

For example, what is that huge black hole hanging high in the sky?

It gives people a vague sense of horror!

Also, when passing by a place called the "Original Sword Palace", they all felt the strong sword intent constantly swallowing!

It was as if the entire Primordial Sword Palace was coming to life!

What exactly does this do?

What also concerned them was that a woman with a hot figure wearing a long red dress was sitting with her legs crossed on the original Sword Palace plaque, looking at this side with a smile on her face.

Ancestor Wuhen was very vigilant because from the woman in the red dress, he felt a state fluctuation that was no weaker than his own!

"Damn it, another peak Immortal King?"

Ancestor Wuhen almost cursed out loud.

Why does he feel that the peak of the Immortal King is like cabbage, which can be seen everywhere in Kunlun Holy Land?

Lingkong noticed the gazes of several people and introduced casually: "That is Elder Honglian, who usually guards the Original Sword Palace."

Several people quickly passed by the Sutra Library.

At the gate of the Sutra Pavilion, there was a woman wearing a snow-white dress who was reading ancient books leisurely and quietly.

There was no fluctuation in this woman's body, but she was like the purest snow lotus in the world, as if she had merged with the heaven and earth.

Xue Lian noticed that an outsider was approaching, frowned in displeasure, and then disappeared out of thin air.

"That person just now was our Elder Xuelian, who usually controls the Sutra Pavilion."

Lingkong introduced again casually.

Ancestor Wuhen nodded with a smile on his face, seemingly calm, but his heart was already filled with turmoil.

Because he could see that the elder named Xuelian was another super master at the peak of the Immortal King!

Damn, what the hell is going on?

Just after entering the Kunlun Holy Land, you have already seen the three immortal kings at their peak?

Why is such a powerful force so low-key?

Siming Xianjun and others are as quiet as chickens, each one more well-behaved than the other.

They couldn't see the general realm of Hong Lian and Xue Lian. They only knew that the two stunning women with different temperaments were unfathomable. They were definitely unparalleled powerhouses above all living things!

Kunlun Holy Land is truly terrifying!

Holy Lord Ziwei was thankful in his heart. Fortunately, he was not a pure reckless man and did not start a war against Kunlun Holy Land.

Otherwise, Ziwei Holy Land will definitely suffer a huge crisis!

Judging from the current power displayed by Kunlun Holy Land, one Immortal Emperor, plus three peak Immortal Kings, is enough to bring a devastating blow to Ziwei Holy Land!

Of course, relying on various foundations, there is a high probability that Ziwei Holy Land can still survive.

But such a crape myrtle holy land is no different from ordinary small sects, right?

"Fortunately! Fortunately!"

Holy Lord Ziwei was nervous.

Ling Kong brought them into the main hall.

Ye Chen was sitting high on the throne, and Xiaoyue, who was wearing a pink and white maid uniform, was waiting attentively on the side, pouring tea and feeding fruits.

"Junior has met senior!"

Ancestor Wuhen led everyone to salute Ye Chen respectfully.

"Sit down, you are a guest. I don't have any good wine or food here, only some ordinary tea."

Ye Chen waved his hand and said.

Xiaoyue stepped forward to pour tea for several people and presented fruit plates: "Senior, please use it slowly."

"Thank you!"

When Immortal Siming nodded his thanks, he suddenly realized why this woman looked so familiar.

Taking a closer look, holy shit, isn’t this our Holy Lord?

"Holy Lord? Why are you? Why are you dressed like this?"

Immortal Siming couldn't help shouting, and he was extremely confused. The Holy Lord now looked like a maid. How could he still look like the aloof and noble Holy Lord before?

Besides, what was she wearing that was so messy?

Xiaoyue pursed her red lips in embarrassment, and then said: "Senior Si Ming, Xiaoyue is no longer Holy Lord Luoyue, Xiaoyue is just the maid of the sect master!"

As soon as these words came out, not to mention Immortal Siming, even Patriarch Wuhen and the others' heads were buzzing!

Everyone stared at Xiaoyue in disbelief. They couldn't believe why she could say these words?

As the Lord of the Holy Land, he must be noble and arrogant, with a lofty attitude as if he could dominate any living being.

Why has she changed so much?

She also said she would like to be the maid of the sect leader?

what is going on?

Immortal Siming couldn't accept this. They were searching for the Holy Lord throughout the Holy Land, just to rescue her and come back to preside over the overall situation.

But who would have thought that the noble Holy Lord Luoyue would have turned into someone else's maid?

"Holy Lord! Don't joke! Your identity affects the entire Holy Land!"

Immortal Siming said seriously.

If it were before, Xiaoyue would definitely agree with him, but now Xiaoyue just wants to stay by her master's side wholeheartedly.

"Senior Siming, who can be the Holy Master? Xiaoyue's absence will not affect the operation of the Holy Land. Please select a new Holy Master as soon as possible after Senior Siming returns!"

After saying that, Xiaoyue returned to Ye Chen's side, folding her hands between her thighs, looking extremely well-behaved.

Immortal Siming was completely dumbfounded. He had never thought that things would turn out like this.

The people in Luoyue Holy Land all thought that the Holy Master must be tortured somewhere and wanted to return to Luoyue Holy Land all the time.

But Xiaoyue still has the slightest intention of going back?

She doesn't even want to be the Holy Master, but is willing to be a maid!

"Holy Lord Luoyue, are you serious?"

Holy Master Shendan couldn't help but ask.

As the same Holy Lord, he couldn't understand Holy Lord Luoyue's choice even more, unless her consciousness was manipulated and she was no longer the original her!

Xiaoyue nodded seriously and said: "It's absolutely true! Xiaoyue just wants to serve the sect leader now!"

Everyone was silent.

Immortal Lord Siming was sitting on pins and needles, unable to laugh or cry.

It's over, it's over, the Holy Lord has become a maid!

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would have caught Xiaoyue and interrogated her no matter what!

Ye Chen also smiled and said: "She is my maid now. If anyone wants to take her away by force, it is best to ask me first."

He said this sentence with a smile, but when it fell in everyone's ears, it was like thunder, deafening and extremely intimidating!