Chapter 1768 Young Palace Master of the Ice Palace
"Young Palace Master, I didn't find anything unusual." Several people came behind the statue, searched around, and then came to the silver-haired man and said.
"Young princess? This guy is a girl? Which country's princess?" Liu Jun was a little confused. Although this guy was a bit of a pretty boy, he didn't look like a girl.
The silver-haired man frowned slightly. He didn't believe that his feeling was wrong. He clearly felt something on the shoulder of the statue before he looked at him.
Just when the silver-haired man was wondering whether to go and check it out in person, footsteps sounded again outside the Flame God Temple, and the density of the sounds seemed to be much greater than their number.
"Young Palace Master Muchuan of the Ice Palace, is there something wrong with bringing so many people to our Flame Temple?" A cold and gentle voice echoed in the Ice Palace. The owner of the voice has not yet appeared, but her aura is already so strong that no one can ignore it.
The Young Palace Master of Ice Palace, this legendary genius, has always been a mysterious and unattainable existence. He is powerful and is known as the youngest expert at the pinnacle of the Lord God level. It can be said that he has no rival among the younger generation.
Only today, he seemed to have encountered a big trouble that he really didn't want to see. His brows were furrowed and his expression was serious.
"I guess? The silver-haired man is the Young Palace Master of the Ice Palace? The legendary youngest master at the peak of the god level? I said why is she so majestic, but who is this woman? I don't feel intimidated at all. This young palace master?" Liu Jun poked his head out and looked at the scene in the distance with a surprised look on his face. His eyes fell on the most dazzling of the newcomers.
Liu Jun is in a higher position and can have an unobstructed view of everyone. He immediately noticed the beautiful woman wearing a light blue gauze skirt. Although her face was covered with gauze, her graceful figure and the aura she exuded all showed that she was a peerless beauty.
"Your Flame Temple? Saintess of the Zoroastrian Cult, it doesn't mean that you believe in the ancient Flame God. The Flame Temple belongs to you. Naturally, we have our purpose here." The old man from the Ice Palace spoke firmly, with sharp eyes and no politeness.
"Our saint is talking to your young palace master Muchuan. What does it have to do with you? Why don't you back down!" The old woman in a green gauze skirt next to the Zoroastrian saint was obviously dissatisfied with this. She looked sulky. His eyes were like daggers, pointing directly at the old man in the Chinese robe, his tone was firm and he would not give in.
Both sides are equally powerful and each has its own advantages. The old man in colorful robes beside Muchuan, the top master of the Ice Palace, and the old woman in green gauze skirt next to the Zoroastrian Saint were equally powerful.
Although Ice Palace is mysterious and powerful, Zoroastrianism is not bad at all, otherwise it would not be so targeting Ice Palace.
After careful consideration, Muchuan finally decided to give in. He understood that although the Zoroastrian Cult had little to do with the God of Fire, there was sufficient fire aura here, which gave the Zoroastrian Cult a great advantage.
Moreover, the opponent has a large number of people. If they really want to fight, even if they don't lose, they will not get any favors. More importantly, he was worried that such a dispute would delay the purpose of their trip.
"You worship yours, I'll find mine. Don't touch the statues and don't destroy everything here." Muchuan's tone was sincere, expressing his sincerity. He was obviously willing to take a step back. He believed that only Only by peaceful coexistence can we achieve our respective goals. Otherwise, even if we win against the other side, it will be meaningless.
With Muchuan's timely concession, the tense atmosphere between the two parties was slightly relieved. However, this calm did not last long. The words of the Zoroastrian saint were like a stone thrown into a lake, once again stimulating the conflict between the two parties.
"The Flame Temple is the holy land of our Zoroastrian Cult. Young Master of the Ice Palace, why did you come here this time? If there is no legitimate reason, please leave here." The saint suddenly spoke. Among them, there is an unquestionable determination.
Hearing this, Muchuan, the young master of the Ice Palace, frowned. He originally did not want to make his purpose public. However, faced with the Zoroastrian Cult's tough attitude, he knew that if he did not tell the truth, the two sides would most likely fall into a fierce conflict.
"I'm here to find the Ice God's core." Muchuan sighed helplessly and stated his purpose.
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Zoroastrian Cult showed expressions of surprise. Ice God Core, why did you come to the Flame Temple to look for it? Are you sure you didn't make a mistake? They secretly wondered in their hearts.
And Liu Jun, who was on the shoulder of the Flame God statue, was also a little confused. Did this guy freeze his brain in the Ice Palace? This guy, the Flame God Temple, would you understand if you came to see the Flame God Core? Come on. Looking for the Ice God Core? Isn't this equivalent to finding ice cubes in a volcano?
However, Muchuan ignored everyone's doubts and just looked at the Zoroastrian saint firmly, waiting for her response. The saint had a serious face and seemed to be thinking deeply. The atmosphere at the scene became tense again.
At this moment, a light suddenly flashed beside Liu Jun, and a familiar figure appeared beside him. If it had been anyone else, he might have been frightened by this sudden situation, but Liu Jun's nerves were strong enough to remain calm without blinking.
Because he knew very well that the person coming must be a friend rather than an enemy, because Zhinao 2 had just reminded him that Zhinao 1 was conducting directional transmission here.
When he saw clearly that the person coming was Gao Ming, Liu Jun was stunned. He knew it was a directional teleportation, but he didn't expect it was Gao Ming teleporting here.
And what’s more, Zhinao No. 1 is clearly hiding well here, so why did he suddenly teleport Gao Ming here?
"That little girl asked me to come over and help you." Gao Ming said firmly. His aura was obviously much stronger than before. It was obvious that the little Lolita had completed his transformation.
It is indeed a good thing to help, but the time of transmission is really wrong. Liu Jun still has Zhinao No. 2 on his body to help him become invisible. As soon as Gao Ming came over, with such a big movement, the invisibility effect disappeared instantly. He had just been hiding in vain.
This crazy Zhi Nao No. 1 can just teleport. It might as well help Gao Ming to hide for a while. In Liu Jun's heart, Zhi Nao No. 1 was whipped hundreds of times for this cheater. As expected, both Ice Palace and the Zoroastrian Cult noticed the situation of Liu Jun and the others.
“Who is sneaking up there, come out!” The old man from the Ice Palace shouted angrily, raised his hand, and shot several ice arrows at the statue of the God of Fire. Shoulder position.
However, before these ice arrows could fly far, they were blocked by an invisible force. The force was so powerful that it knocked the ice arrows to the ground one after another, unable to damage the statue of the God of Fire.
And this power did not come from Liu Jun and the others at all, but from the Zoroastrian saint next to them.
"Saint of the Zoroastrian Cult, what are you doing? I'm attacking the rats hiding in the dark. Why are you stopping me?" The old man from Ice Palace couldn't hide the annoyance in his voice. He pointed at the supreme Flame God statue and looked at the Zoroastrian Saint in confusion. female.
“You attacked the statue of the God of Fire, and you dared to ask us what the saint was doing? You continued to point your claws at the statue. Are you deliberately looking for trouble and don’t want to leave here alive?” The old woman of the Zoroastrian Cult said in the eyes There was murderous intent flashing in his heart, and he stared coldly at the Bing Gong old man.
The old man from Ice Palace quickly retracted his hand, looked at the shoulders of the statue, and then at the old woman, with a hint of helplessness on his face.
He did act instinctively just now without thinking too much. Why did he turn out to be deliberately looking for trouble?
"Saint, don't you send someone to take a look? They climbed on the statue of the God of Fire. Isn't this disrespectful to God?" Muchuan looked at the Zoroastrian Saint with a deep look.
The Zoroastrian Saint didn't respond, she just jumped lightly, floating into the air like a fairy, and instantly arrived at the shoulder of the Flame God statue.
Seeing this scene, Liu Jun immediately pulled Gao Ming to move his position and looked at the saint nervously. Although they have become invisible, there is no guarantee that the other party will not have any special means to see through them. The two of them held their breath and carefully observed everything around them, for fear of revealing any flaws.
"Hiding?" The saint's slender eyelashes blinked slightly, and she closed her eyes, as if she was sensing something.
The saint's voice is like the sound of nature, cold and beautiful. Suddenly, she frowned slightly, her brows tightened, and she looked at Liu Jun's position with sharp eyes. Those deep eyes revealed a keen insight, as if they could see through everything.
Liu Jun's heart thumped, knowing that he had been exposed. As expected, the saint had a few tricks up his sleeve, and their invisibility had no effect.
He secretly scolded the psychopath of Zhi Nao No. 1 dozens of times. He couldn't find the Flame God Core in the first place, but the lunatic still caused trouble. It was too much. When he became a person of order, he must repair this Zhi Nao. Brain, at least cure this guy's mental illness.
"What did the saint find?" Muchuan, the young master of the Ice Palace below, asked.
His eyes were full of curiosity, wanting to know if the saint had discovered anything.
It’s just that this saint was also very cold and cold. She didn’t even bother to talk to Muchuan, but walked towards where Liu Jun and the others were hiding. She walked lightly, like a fairy strolling, with an irresistible momentum in every step.
Seeing the other party getting closer and closer, Liu Jun's heart was in his throat. He knew that if he was discovered this time, he and Gao Ming would be beaten by a group of people. This group of people is not as easy to deal with as Murata Shinichi, especially the young palace master and the saint. They are powerful. At least until Liu Jun strengthens himself, he is definitely no match. As for now, he is not sure whether he can defeat the opponent, after all, he has not tried it yet.
Liu Jun clenched his fists nervously, his heartbeat quickened, and he silently gathered strength, muttering to himself. He hoped that the saint would not discover them, otherwise, he would have no choice but to attack this beautiful and dangerous woman.
However, reality is always cruel. No matter how much he prayed, the saint finally came to their hiding place. Her gaze was like a torch, as if she could see through the invisible barrier and see everything.
"No, I can't wait any longer." Based on the principle of attacking first to gain advantage and attacking later to suffer disaster, Liu Jun took action instantly and punched the saint. This punch condensed all the strength of his body, and he was bound to take down the saint in one fell swoop.
"Hongxiu, is that you?"
At this moment, a familiar voice sounded next to him, it was Gao Ming.
At this time, Gao Ming's expression was complicated, his eyes revealed surprise, astonishment, and something Liu Jun didn't quite understand.
Liu Jun's movements stopped for an instant and he quickly retracted his strength. After listening to Gao Ming's words, he would be a fool if he still couldn't tell that something was wrong. But this sudden attack and sudden withdrawal of strength made him feel a surge of energy and blood.
If he hadn't just strengthened his body, he might have given himself a herniated disc.
“Do you know him?” Liu Jun was speechless.
Brother, if you know me, you should tell me earlier. He can feel the bones in his whole body rattling now, and he almost falls apart on his own.