Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

"That sealed treasure is called the Holy Seal of the Spirit Feathers. It is said to be the spiritual feather clan's treasure and has been enshrined in the core area of ​​the temple."

"If you want to sneak into the temple, you must first pass through the outer desert illusion array, which can confuse people's minds and make people lose their way in the desert. Then, you have to avoid the patrolling Lingyu guards. Their perception is extremely sharp and they will detect the slightest movement.

Once you enter the temple, you will encounter various traps and traps, which can be described as danger at every step."

Hearing these words, Ye Qian'an's expression changed slightly. It was obvious that the strength of the Lingyu Clan was indeed beyond his imagination, and the queen of the Lingyu Clan had cultivated to the quasi-emperor realm, which was a powerful being superior to the quasi-saint and half-saint.

Unless he could break through to the semi-saint level, there might still be a glimmer of hope...

Ye Qian'an sighed deeply. In order to improve his cultivation, he had no choice but to take the risk. If he was really defeated, he would escape to avoid unnecessary trouble for himself.

Bingdi then reminded him, "Boy, I'd better inform you. If something unexpected happens, leave as soon as possible, otherwise the queen of the Lingyu tribe will not let you go. Moreover, this woman is extremely powerful, even several quasi-emperors will find it difficult to defeat her."

Ye Qian'an certainly knew that if it really didn't work, he would definitely leave the desert without hesitation. It was impossible for him to risk his life in the desert just because of a promise.

Until night, Ye Qian'an came to an oasis. This was the only oasis that could be found in the desert. Being able to live here was definitely the happiest thing.

As soon as I walked in here, a cool breeze blew on my face, dispelling all the burning heat on my body.

Ye Qian'an looked at the statues of the Lingyu tribe around him and knew that he had arrived near the palace of the Lingyu tribe. These statues were very special because the men and women here looked as beautiful as elves, but they had wings similar to feathers growing behind them.

It seems that this is the Lingyu tribe.

Ye Qian'an took out a disguise mask, which was a gift from his mother when he left. As long as he put it on his face, he could change into anyone's appearance and aura, and unless one's mental strength reached the top level, it would be impossible to discover his true identity.

The spiritual power in the oasis is weak, but the special aura can suppress the noise here. It seems that a very powerful monk has practiced here, and the energy emitted suppresses the energy of the void.

The moonlight shone obliquely, and raging fires were burning on the surrounding stone pillars.

Not only that, the water in the holy pool began to boil violently as if it was boiled, and the powerful shock wave instantly destroyed all the surrounding trees.

The blood-red tornado suddenly grew from two meters to a hundred meters high, and the surging energy seemed to have the potential to swallow up the world and sweep over.

Sensing this energy, Ye Qian'an walked over and through the gap, he saw a holy pool that was a hundred meters wide. In the center of the holy pool, there was a huge and strange creature with wings like a crane floating.

Its body is huge, dozens of feet long, and covered with a layer of dazzling feathers. Each feather sparkles with colorful light, as if it was carved from the purest spirit crystal.

The head is small and delicate, with a slender crest on top. The feathers on the crest are as bright as flowing flames.

Its eyes are like deep purple gems, revealing a mysterious and majestic aura, flashing a cold light in the darkness, as if it can see through all the disguises in the world.

The beak is as sharp as a hook, with a slight golden luster, and seems to be able to easily tear any hard object.

The neck is slender and elegant, and when it bends, it is like a flexible snake, connecting to the broad body. When the wings on the back are spread out, they are like a gorgeous cloud. Each feather is broad and thick, with streamlined edges, and when it sways gently in the wind, it brings gusts of spiritual wind.

The feathers on its wings have a unique texture, and its tail is long and slender, with feathers fanning out behind it like a piece of gorgeous brocade. The whole body exudes a powerful and sacred aura that makes people feel awe and amazement.

Ye Qian'an was hiding not far away. When he saw this scene, he was surprised: "Is this the true form of the Lingyu tribe? I didn't expect them to be so terrifying. No wonder they were able to survive in the desert for so many years. They really live up to their reputation."

At this moment, the holy pool began to surge, and a beautiful woman leaned out of the clear holy pool.

The woman had a pair of narrow, light blue eyes, and her eyes were full of natural charm, which could almost draw the attention of every man.

She was wearing a graceful purple brocade robe. Her delicate body under the brocade robe was plump and exquisite, like a ripe peach, exuding a touch of charm.

A head of three thousand black hair casually fell from her shoulders, hanging vertically between her slender waist. Under the brocade robe was a pair of almost breathtakingly beautiful legs, emitting a faint glow under the refraction of the moonlight.

Ye Qian'an pursed his lips. He didn't expect that this woman would be so beautiful. Coupled with her unique charm, she was even no less beautiful than his mother, Fairy Liyue.

The woman in the holy pool slowly opened her eyes, and then looked in the direction of Ye Qiyan. At this moment, Ye Qiyan seemed to have his soul sucked out, and he staggered back two steps.

"No, I was discovered."

Ye Qian'an looked solemn and immediately flew away. If he was caught, he would probably die here today.

The woman in the holy pool snorted coldly and gently wiped the wings behind her: "Ant."

At this moment, a woman dressed in lavender flew out from not far away. Her wings were not golden like the woman in the holy pool in front of her, but purple.

The woman lowered her head slightly: "Your Majesty."

"Go and deal with it. This little bug should have used some special energy to transform into our Lingyu tribe, but his spiritual power is not as strong as mine. Bring him back to me."

The woman with purple wings nodded, then looked in the direction where Ye Qian'an left, with a cold smile on her delicate face: "You dare to peek at His Majesty, young man, you are really brave."

Her Majesty Tianyu of the Lingyu clan swam slowly and gracefully to the shore and stood by the river. Then her body shook, and the water droplets on her body disappeared instantly, and her figure also disappeared from the spot.

...............

In the dark night, after leaving the oasis, Ye Qian'an shot towards the distance. At the same time, he also felt the cold murderous intent coming from behind him. Then he stopped and looked at the woman with purple wings. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Half-Saint Realm?"

(End of this chapter)