Chapter 483 Holy Lord

The Piaomiao Pavilion covers a wide area, and many of them are marked as Jedi. There is nothing special, and no one is allowed to enter it, and the Storm Valley is such a place.

"Woo-woo..."

A bleak wind roared into the storm valley in all directions. The fierce hurricane came from all directions, bringing soaring, spinning and strangling like a tornado, and the crazy moment kept pouring into it. If an ordinary person is here, his eyes are full of strong wind, his ears are buzzing, and he may even be completely deaf and blind. From time to time, tornado columns appeared, and then roared into the sky. The strong airflow momentum was amazing.

Storm Valley, where hurricanes have been roaring for years, is a Jedi of Piaomiao Pavilion, and there are no human footprints all year round.

"Sneer!"

The void in front of the Storm Valley was suddenly torn apart. A majestic middle-aged man in a gorgeous purple-gold robe took a step and looked at the magnificent Storm Valley. There was a trace of fear in his eyes. He took a deep breath and then said respectfully.

"Lord, I will report it in advance!"

The core of the storm valley is an empty open space, where the wind has almost materialized, emitting a piercing roar, faintly forming a huge ball, wrapping a humanoid-like thing in the center.

The majestic voice echoed in the void, and the humanoid-shaped thing wrapped in it shook gently. Suddenly, the ball collapsed into countless pieces, and then showed a human figure. When it appeared again, it had already appeared in front of it.

Looking at the sudden appearance of the face, the ghost-like figure, the middle-aged man couldn't help but feel a heart, and his head unconsciously drooped slightly.

At this time, the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him also suddenly became clear. This is a handsome young man with an extremely straight figure, straight spine, and his hair casually bound by a cloth strip. His breath is light and windy, casual and free, without a little fierceness. It seems to be a clear spring, a wisp of breeze, and even the clothes are a casual ordinary white shirt, like a scholar who has no power to bind a chicken.

However, it is the casual look of this young man who looks like a scholar, as if it can pierce people's minds, making the heart rumble, hurriedly lowered his head, and his attitude became more and more respectful.

"Arick, what's the matter with you here?" The young man's tone is light, like a fairy god who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

"Holy Lord, Gao Feng, the nephew of the withered predecessors, came to my Piaomiao Pavilion and asked to enter the small holy world to practice. These are all small things. The key is his strength at this moment. Even I can't be completely sure. However, at least he can defeat the strong sword emperor, but the spiritual power in his body is still the peak of the swordsman!" Taking a deep breath, Eric's face was still full of unconcealed consternment.

This young man who looks like a scholar is the famous saint of Piaomiao Pavilion, which deters many forces. If he doesn't say it himself, it is really difficult for everyone to believe.

"What?"

There was finally a slight fluctuation on the Holy Lord's face, showing an extremely interesting look.

"Is it that this peak is also like Leiyan Valley, and the natural soul power is more than ten times stronger than that of ordinary people?" There is a trace of curiosity on the Lord's face.

"No! Although his soul power is strong, it is much weaker than it. The most terrible thing is his body! The strong beast is comparable to the fierce beast, and there seems to be a sharp strength in his body. I suspect that this boy cultivates his body like a strong man! If that's the case, with the spiritual power in his body, his potential will be unlimited in the future!" Eric shook his head, and then said with a solemn face.

An imperceptible surprise flashed in his eyes. The Holy Lord regained his previous light wind and nod with a smile, and then said again, "Okay! In this case, the matter of pulling up Gao Feng will be handed over to you. Maybe I can add a tough general to my Pavilion in the future!"

He saluted respectfully again, and then looked at the terrible hurricane in the storm valley with some fear, and then quickly disappeared into a streamer in the sky.

Looking at the direction of disappearance, the Holy Lord raised a touch of arc at the corners of his mouth, and then muttered to himself, "This peak has actually cultivated its strength. It's really exciting! Perhaps he will become the most talented core true disciple of Piaomiao Pavilion, second only to Kakaro? However, I hope that he will not arrogantly go to the Central Extermination Blood Platform in the Little Holy World, otherwise he will become the target of some ambitious core true disciples, right?

After saying that, his face returned to a light posture again. His long sleeves fluttered, like a poor scholar, he looked at the sky for a long time, and then his body flashed and disappeared again in the middle of the hurricane-ravaged valley.

"Woo-woo..."

A sad gale roared into the storm valley in all directions. The fierce hurricane enveloped it from all directions, bringing a surge, spinning and strangling like a tornado, and the storm valley returned to its former appearance.

At this time, Gao Feng was sitting in the palace, his eyes were closed, and the information and images flashed in his mind. After a long time, he took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes, and there was still a shock in his eyes.

"Wow! I really didn't expect that Piaomiao Pavilion had such a long history! 100,000 years is the pre-ancient, 200,000 years is the medieval, 300,000 years is the post-ancient, and 400,000 years are ancient. Piaomiao Pavilion has already existed in ancient times! What a profound background is this? No wonder it can occupy such a vast background and be detached! And now the background of Piaomiao Pavilion is still deep and unimaginable, which is really unimaginable. Compared with Piaomiao Pavilion, the strength of my Nislazi family is really weak and pitiful!"

The introduction of Piaomiao Pavilion flashed in Gaofeng's mind, and he became more and more aware of the deturbance and horror of Piaomiao Pavilion. At the same time, the huge information flow also mentions the remaining several holy places of the four holy places, as well as Dragon Island, Fengluan Island, the fierce beast mountains, the poisonous dragon swamp, and even the Beast God Island and the boundless sea. It was not until this moment that Gao Feng had a general understanding of the major super forces in the mainland, and also realized the vastness of the Odin continent.

The Little Holy Realm is the most famous holy place for cultivation in Piaomiao Pavilion. It is said that its origin is very mysterious and has a terrible background and story. In it, you can perceive the spiritual power fluctuation of various systems nearly ten times more clearly than in the outside world, and absorbing the spiritual power for a long time is of little beneficial to the soul power. It seems to be the magic mixed with the supreme elixir. Any internal elders of Piaomiao Pavilion can enter it as long as they reach the realm of the Sword Emperor. As for the true disciples of Piaowei Pavilion, their strength reaches the high peak of the Sword King. After advancing to the core true disciples, they will also be qualified to enter it. Once you reach the high level of the Sword Emperor, you must choose to leave.