Chapter 89 Holy Lord? Not even a dog!

The Siming Immortal Lord, Ziwei Saint Lord, and Shendan Saint Lord who followed behind did not dare to speak loudly.

They also saw that this deputy sect master Lingkong was already a super master at the level of the ancestors of the holy land, and they really had no right to speak in front of him.

Walking all the way in, Patriarch Wuhen was very confused when he saw that there was not even a shadow of a person in the huge holy land.

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

Lingkong said: "Our sect has not yet officially opened the mountain to accept disciples, so there is no one."

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

It turns out that you Kunlun Holy Land relies on robbery?

The further they walked in, the more surprised they were.

The scale of Kunlun Holy Land is huge, and many facilities can be seen to be extremely extraordinary even from a distance.

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

It gives people a sense of horror!

Also, when they passed by a place called "Original Sword Palace", they all felt a strong sword intent constantly swallowing and spitting out!

It seemed that the entire Original Sword Palace was about to come alive!

What exactly does this do?

What also concerned them was that a woman in a red long skirt with a hot body was sitting on the plaque of the Original Sword Palace with her legs crossed, looking at this side with a smile.

Ancestor Wuhen was very alert in his heart, because he felt a realm fluctuation that was not weaker than his own from the woman in the red skirt!

"Damn, another peak Immortal King?"

Ancestor Wuhen almost cursed out loud.

Why did he feel that the peak of the Immortal King was like cabbage, and it could be seen everywhere in the Kunlun Holy Land?

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

Several people soon passed by the Sutra Library.

At the gate of the Sutra Library, a woman in a snow-white long skirt was leisurely and quietly flipping through ancient books.

There was no fluctuation on the woman, but she was like the purest snow lotus in the world, as if she had merged with the world.

Xuelian noticed that someone was approaching, frowned with some displeasure, and then disappeared out of thin air.

"The one just now was our elder Xuelian, who usually guards the Sutra Pavilion."

Lingkong introduced casually.

Ancestor Wuhen nodded with a smile on his face, seemingly calm, but his heart had already been in turmoil.

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

Damn, what's going on?

Just after entering the Kunlun Holy Land, I have seen three peak Immortal Kings?

Why is such a profound force so low-key?

Siming Xianjun and his men were as quiet as chickens, each one more obedient than the other.

They couldn't see the general realm of Honglian and Xuelian, they only knew that the two stunning women with different temperaments were unfathomable, and they were definitely peerless strongmen who were above all living beings!

Kunlun Holy Land is really scary!

The Purple Star Saint Lord was thankful in his heart that he was not a pure reckless man and did not start a war against the Kunlun Holy Land.

Otherwise, the Purple Star Saint Land would definitely suffer a huge crisis!

As far as the power currently displayed by the Kunlun Holy Land is concerned, one Immortal Emperor plus three peak Immortal Kings are enough to bring a devastating blow to the Purple Star Saint Land!

Of course, relying on various backgrounds, the Purple Star Saint Land is likely to survive.

But such a Purple Star Saint Land is no different from an ordinary small sect, right?

"Fortunately! Fortunately!"

The Purple Star Saint Lord was nervous.

Lingkong brought them to the main hall.

Ye Chen sat high on the throne, and Xiaoyue, who was wearing a pink and white maid outfit, served him attentively, pouring tea and feeding fruits.

"Junior greets senior!"

Ancestor Wuhen led everyone to salute Ye Chen respectfully.

"Sit down, guests are guests, I don't have any good wine and food, only some ordinary tea to entertain."

Ye Chen waved his hand and said.

Xiaoyue stepped forward to pour tea for several people and served a fruit plate: "Senior, please enjoy your meal."

"Thank you!"

When Siming Xianjun nodded to express his gratitude, he suddenly found that this woman looked so familiar.

After a closer look, he realized that this woman was our Saint Lord.

"Saint Lord? Why is it you? Why are you dressed like this?"

Siming Xianjun couldn't help but shout, and he was extremely confused. The Saint Lord now looked like a maid. How could he still look like the Saint Lord who was so high and noble before?

What's more, what mess was she wearing?

Xiaoyue pursed her red lips a little embarrassedly, and then said: "Senior Siming, Xiaoyue is no longer Saint Lord Luoyue. Xiaoyue is just the maid of the Sect Master!"

As soon as these words came out, not to mention Siming Xianjun, even the old ancestor Wuhen and others had their heads buzzing!

Everyone stared at Xiaoyue in disbelief, and they couldn't believe why she could say these words?

As the Lord of the Holy Land, she must be noble and arrogant, and her lofty attitude seems to dominate any living being.

Why has she changed so much?

She also said that she is willing to be the maid of the Sect Master?

What is going on?

Siming Xianjun cannot accept this. Their entire Holy Land is looking for the Holy Lord, just to rescue her and bring her back to take charge of the situation.

But who would have thought that the noble Saint Lord Luoyue had already become someone else's maid?

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

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Siming Immortal Lord said seriously.

If it was before, Xiaoyue would definitely agree with him, but now Xiaoyue just wants to stay by the side of her master wholeheartedly.

"Senior Siming, who can be the Holy Lord? Xiaoyue's absence will not affect the operation of the Holy Land. Please choose a new Holy Lord as soon as possible after you go back!"

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

Siming Immortal Lord was completely dumbfounded. He didn't expect things to turn out like this.

The people of their Falling Moon Holy Land thought that the Holy Lord must be suffering somewhere and wanted to return to the Falling Moon Holy Land all the time.

But how could Xiaoyue look like she wanted to go back?

She didn't even want to be the Holy Lord anymore, but was willing to be a maid!

"Lord Falling Moon, are you serious?"

The Holy Lord of the Divine Pill couldn't help asking.

As a fellow Saint Lord, he could not understand Saint Lord Luoyue's choice, unless her consciousness was controlled by someone and she was no longer the original her!

Xiaoyue nodded seriously and said: "Absolutely true! Xiaoyue only wants to serve the Sect Master now!"

Everyone was silent.

Siming Immortal Lord was on pins and needles, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

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

If the occasion was not wrong, he would have caught Xiaoyue and interrogated her!

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

He said this with a smile, but when it fell into the ears of everyone, it was as powerful as thunder, deafening, and extremely deterrent!