Inside the hall of illusion, a huge bronze mirror slowly appeared in front of everyone.

And the scene in it was clearly seen by everyone present.

Inside the dimly cramped cage, a figure sat alone.

The surrounding light is dim, even if you just look at it like this, it is still not difficult for people to imagine how gloomy and cold the place is.

However, Chu Liuyue couldn't take care of these.

She opened her eyes and stared at the figure in the mirror without blinking.

The man was dressed in a dark purple brocade robe and sat quietly.

Even if he stayed in such an inhuman environment, he still did not conceal the noble aura of his body.

He lowered his head slightly, his whole body exuding coldness, motionless.

However, at the first sight of him, Chu Liuyue's eye sockets were instantly hot.

There seemed to be something rushing to her heart in this instant, slamming her heart fiercely.

She bit her lip tightly, her knuckles were blue and white, and she didn't know how much effort it took to restrain the rushing sound.

Already... haven't seen it in too long.

Chu Liuyue's nails were inserted into her palms, and with the sharp tingling, she kept herself awake and rational.

Since the departure of the Chiyue Desert, years have passed.

In the middle, she kept searching for their whereabouts, but she never got the result.

Even after guessing that they had been trapped in the Hall of Illusion, they had no choice but to stand still and wait day and night.

She imagined countless scenes of meeting, but never thought that it would be such a situation!

She didn't dare to blink, her eyes carefully swept across him.

Is he injured?

During the time he was trapped, did he suffer a lot of torture?

Where is Lan Xiao? Not locked up with him?

He...does he blame her for being too late?

Countless thoughts came to mind, causing Chu Liuyue to breathe slightly.

As if sensing her sight, Dugu Calligraphy finally moved.

He slowly raised his head and looked over here.

——That is a pair of clear and unpredictable purple eyes, like the only light gathered in the dark space.

The look in his eyes, Gujing Wubo, seems to be that nothing happens to him.

Only when this gaze fell on her, there was a little ice and snow melted, and a slight warm color was smudged.

But such a look is also fleeting.

Then, his eyes turned cold, and he said:

"The words of the God Lord intend to return the Purple Golden Divine Armor to me?"

When the voice fell, the main hall of the hall of illusion was plunged into complete silence!

...

High priest!

This turned out to be the high priest! ?

Once the top powerhouse of the phantom temple, looking at the world, unparalleled!

Now, how could...become a childlike appearance?

Not only those who were trying to ascend to the sky and break the gods to gain a cultivator were deeply shocked by this scene, but also the divine envoys who were here also showed incredible colors.

Fan Yunxiao and others all gasped, subconsciously looking at each other.

Then, they saw the same shock and consternation in each other's eyes.

Before that, the high priest had never appeared before everyone, and everything about him was handled and handled by the Lord himself.

So this is also the first time they saw the high priest once.

This is very different from the rumors...

Xiao Ran also stopped the movement in his hands, his eyes widened, and his heart was full of horror.

"...Big...priest?"

His impression of this person is still ten thousand years ago, when he was still young.

At that time, he only remembered that the high priest was wearing purple and gold armor, and he was extremely powerful.

Even though he only took a look from a distance, and the long time passed, his memory was blurred.

But there is one thing, he can confirm that the former high priest is definitely not the boy now!

In fact, many people had met the high priest back then.

Unlike the emperor who is unattainable, the high priest belongs to the hall of illusion, has great power, and is in charge of many affairs for the divine lord. For the divine lord, he is also a teacher and a friend.

The same goes for the second sacrifice.

The thirteen divine envoys under the divine master have always obeyed the divine master's orders, and only the high priest and the second priest can compete with the divine master.

And the gods have always respected these two.

However, in the riots in the Magic Palace, countless practitioners died, leaving only the very young part.

So now, most people have no impression of the high priest.

Even if it is a divine envoy, it is the same.

But-how could this be?

"I do have this plan."

God doctrine,

"It's just that the events of the year are still vivid. The high priest rebelled against the illusion temple, causing countless practitioners to fall in that great turmoil, and you violated the contract and re-tempered the divine body privately... the crime is burdensome. If it is easy to do so. I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the crowd to return that purple and gold **** armor."

Dugu Calligraphy's lips lifted a very cold smile.

"If you don't want to pay it back, just say it, why go around so many bends."

"The high priest's words are very bad. Ten thousand years have passed, and everything in the past will eventually pass. Reading on top of the past affection, I am willing to give in. As long as you destroy the divine body, I will return this purple gold divine armor You. From now on, how about you and me?"

Chu Liuyue looked at that figure suddenly!

Let Dugu Calligraphy destroy itself! ?

What's the difference between this and killing him?

He and Lan Xiao and others have been trapped in the Scarlet Moon Desert for thousands of years, and they finally reshape the divine body, if they destroy it again...

There is definitely no hope of doing it again.

At that time, what is the difference between him and a lonely soul?

It doesn't make any sense to want this purple gold **** armor.

This is...not a negotiation, but humiliation!

Sure enough, when Dugu Mobao heard the words, he seemed to have heard some joke, showing a sarcasm.

Afterwards, he did not give any answer, only gently closed his eyes.

Obviously, he didn't want to talk to God Lord even more than one word.

The atmosphere in the hall became cold and stagnant.

The Lord was silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, his voice was still neither happy nor angry, as if he had already guessed his choice.

"Sure enough, the high priest is still as stubborn as before."

"If this is the case, don't blame me the high priest for not reading the love of the past."

Hearing this sentence, Chu Liuyue's heart jumped suddenly, his intuition was not good.

The next moment, I heard the voice and continued:

"Jun Jiuqing."

With this shout, everyone's attention was instantly focused on Jun Jiuqing!

Jun Jiuqing bowed his head and saluted:

"Subordinates are here."

"Illusory Temple does not need unfaithful people. If you can ascend to the sky and break the gods, the position of high priest is yours!"

This sentence was so shocking that everyone present was completely blinded!

They knew that Jun Jiuqing was different, but they didn't expect that he was the heir to the high priest chosen by the divine lord early! ?

Chu Liuyue's eyebrows narrowed slightly, and she also looked at Jun Jiuqing.

Seeing his eyes drooping slightly, he replied respectfully:

"Yes. Jiuqing will definitely live up to the divine lord's trust."