Chapter 462: You are worthy of getting your hands on the remains of the Great Sage. The Great Sage returns from Fengdu, Mo City [Please vote for me]
Rumble——! ! !
The terrifying aura, mixed with the sound of chains swinging and whipping, exploded into the void and roared!
Death energy, corpse energy, divinity, Tao Yun, and the power of calamity, all kinds of power are mixed together, and the black lightning-like power is constantly intertwined and wreaking havoc on the skinny figure standing at the top of the white jade slide. above.
The chaotic and surging Xuan Catharsis was discharged, impacting all around, and the space was shaking like ripples!
The wild wind is howling, and the terrifying ripples are shaking!
Chains were swung wildly one after another, like whips, lashing all around!
The overwhelming pressure is overwhelming, overwhelming the heaven and earth, and annihilating everything!
Like a god or a devil!
Extremely scary!
Sitting in silence for thousands of years, just to protect the heavens now!
Li Che wore Qitian's face, and his eyes revealed a look of extreme horror!
At this moment, the Tao Fruits in the chest were all beating exquisitely, and each one became very active. Among them, the Innocent Heart Tao Fruit burst out with a very high warning!
Danger! Danger! Danger! ! !
The void is shaking, and an invisible wave spreads instantly!
The powerful aura was like a sacred mountain that towered into the blue sky. It was cut in half by the terrifying power, collapsed suddenly, and fell into the world. It was like a great seal that shook the sky, falling with an unstoppable and unstoppable attitude!
What a powerful, terrifying aura!
Even Li Che was horrified at this moment.
This seemed to be the most terrifying spirit he had ever encountered!
The many Lords of the Second Disaster Divine Tribulation who were present seemed to have become extremely small in front of such a qi machine. They could not even show their qi and were suppressed back into their bodies one after another!
That is an absolutely crushing level!
It’s not on the same level at all!
"This is..."
"Three disasters can be overcome together! The divine calamity is supreme!"
Li Che's pupils shrank!
The Temple Protector of Qitian Temple, the Cursed Corpse King, turned out to be a divine tribulation supreme who had overcome three disasters!
To overcome two disasters is to be a noble person; to overcome three disasters is to be supreme!
The pressure that raged across the sky continued to dance wildly, covering the sky and the sun, as if the entire Qitian Inner City was falling into boundless oppression at this moment.
What surprised Li Che even more was that this scrawny figure turned out to be the founder of Qitian Temple!
The founder of the first divine sect in the world back then!
He is not dead!
Qitian Temple fell from its peak. For unknown reasons, the inner city was closed and most of the strong men of Qitian Temple were buried.
Previously, when the gates of the inner city of Qitian were wide open and he saw the temple-protecting corpses transformed by many strong men from the past of Qitian Temple, Li Che thought that all the strong men of Qitian Temple were dead.
But I never thought that the founder of Qitian Temple would sit there for thousands of years without dying, and he would uphold the obsession to protect Qitian. Now, when the inner city of Qitian is reopened, and everyone walks in front of Qitian Temple, .
Completely breaking off the shackles and transforming into the Temple Protector Cursed Corpse King!
Let your aura and cultivation level completely return to their peak state!
Become a terrifying existence at the supreme level of the Three Disasters!
Can't stop it...
The Dao Fruits in Li Che's chest were all warning.
At this moment, Li Che also understood that no matter how hard he tried, he could not stop the Three Disasters Supreme!
In front of Qi Tianzhi, Li Che frowned slightly.
Feeling something is wrong.
He took a step back slightly, trying to get away.
As the head of the family and the backbone of his daughter Xixi and his wife Zhang Ya, Li Che must always uphold the belief in saving his life.
Even under the extreme aura of the Sleeping Dragon Elephant, Li Che felt that the Temple Guard Cursed Corpse King, transformed by the founder of Qitian Temple and possessing the highest level of combat power, would definitely be able to detect his presence.
Therefore, Li Che felt that he needed to be more steady.
boom--! ! !
"Crazy! Really crazy!"
The eyes of the black bull demon god who was carrying the purple golden beam across the sea could not help but reveal a look of horror.
"You actually hold your breath and remain immortal for thousands of years, just waiting to transform into the Cursed Corpse King of the Protector Temple today! How can such an old thing exist!"
The Black Bull Demon God was cursing.
At this moment, under the impact of the supreme pressure, every strong man who broke into the temple changed his face in shock.
The sect leader of the Zifu Shen Sect is Zhang Wuji, wearing a Taoist robe and flying black hair. His face is solemn, and there is a hint of admiration in the solemnity: "You really have a good faith..."
"Sitting idle for thousands of years, the body has already become old and twilight, and its fighting power is reduced to ten. The founder of Qitian Temple once stood at the top. He himself was the supreme master of the three calamities. The third calamity also spanned two calamities. It was because of that The most powerful man in the world at that time.”
"But now, after all, time is like a knife, cutting off his elegance and fighting power. The reason why he has been unwilling to turn into the Temple Guard Cursed Corpse King early is because he does not want to lose his strength in the years."
"Even if you transform into the Temple Protector Cursed Corpse King, as time goes by, your strength will weaken and you will no longer be at its peak."
"When the inner city opens and a strange temple is born, which will inevitably attract the covetousness of powerful men, the founder of Qitian Temple chooses to incarnate as the Temple Guard Cursed Corpse King, and his combat power will explode at its peak!"
Zhang Wuji took a deep breath and covered himself in hunting robes, clinging to his body.
His eyes fluctuated, endlessly.
"But Fang Xinyuan, the founder of Qitian Temple, can endure the pain of loneliness for thousands of years, face the torture of his own increasing decline, and endure the slashing of time like a knife. How much obsession can he do? So much?”
"Qitian... Is it so important to protect Qitian? Is it worth it?!"
Zhang Wuji exhaled and calmed down.
"Amitabha..."
"The Temple Protector Cursed Corpse King has just transformed into a cursed corpse, but his power has not yet reached its peak!"
"Everyone, don't hide it...Since you dare to come to Qitian Temple, you must be mentally prepared."
"I thought we would face a temple-protecting corpse king who had been dusted for a long time and whose breath had dried up. However, we never thought that he was actually a man of great perseverance who persisted in his will and endured thousands of years of hardship. Only when faced with a crisis was he willing to turn into a corpse."< br>
"But fortunately, the time when the Cursed Corpse King just transformed was at its weakest!"
"Everyone, suppress it together!"
The sound of reciting the Buddha's name is like a sound wave, and the Buddha's light shines into the sky, but it is extremely cold.
But I saw the cicada-patterned ascetic from the Buddhist land of the Western Region, stepping on the white jade slide, clasping his palms together, the monk's robes on his body were flying continuously, and the sound of condensation echoed endlessly.
"Who is the founder of the Qitian Temple, the enemy who defends the Qitian Temple and wants to stop him...? Anyway... it shouldn't be us."
The Black Bull Demon God smiled coldly, curious, but he kept moving his hands and slammed the sea purple golden beam to the ground.
The next moment, he tore open the void with his five fingers and penetrated into the Qianyuan space.
He suddenly grabbed it and pulled it out, and a huge demon pill kept beating!
Dong Dong Dong——
There is a glow in the demon pill, and the substantial demonic energy as powerful as a horse is intertwined with the surroundings.
The three disaster lines on it burst out the terrifying aura of the three disaster demon gods.
The Black Bull Demon God suddenly threw the demon pill out!
In an instant, countless demonic energies gathered together, and divinity surged like a raging tide!
boom--! ! !
The space was violently shaken like rags!
A figure formed by the gathering of demonic energy, with the Supreme Demonic Pill as its origin, slowly condensed. The terrifying pressure also made the space unbearable, and it raged out.
The cicada-patterned ascetic in the Buddhist land of the Western Region also took out a string of Buddhist beads and threw them violently. In an instant, the beads burst into light, reflecting a terrifying giant Buddha across the sky. He actually had an energy that was not weaker than the Demon God Supreme!
The Witch God Priest of the Witch God Mountain took out a piece of crystal clear finger bone, which was also filled with the aura of the Supreme.
Lu Wenchang, the late Emperor of Great Scenery, appeared in the hand of a Gathering Immortal Flag, shining brightly, as if there was an emperor standing across it.
Zhang Wuji of the Zifu Shenzong and the female Guanyin of Nanhai Zizhulin also took action one after another.
One after another, the Supreme Qi Machines burst out and flew out across the sky, heading towards the founder of the Qitian Temple's opening sect who transformed into the Temple Guard Cursed Corpse King to suppress them fiercely.
Obviously, these people came prepared.
It has even been predicted that the Temple Guard Cursed Corpse King of Qitian Temple may become a powerful existence comparable to the level of the Three Disasters Supreme!
boom--! ! !
Waves of unimaginable pressure instantly enveloped the entire inner city of Qitian, and even the terrifying pressure penetrated to the outer city. This city that straddled two boundaries shook violently at this moment!
In the inner city of Qitian.
Many monks almost collapsed on the ground, pinned down by such terrifying supreme pressure.
I can only take a big breath to relieve the shock in my heart!
Everyone looked in the direction of Qitian Temple, their eyes filled with horror and shock.
Supreme pressure!
Did the inheritance of Qitian Temple actually break out into a supreme level battle this time? !
The three disasters are supreme and are not visible in the human world!
In the human world, there may be existences at the level of three disasters, but such existences can no longer even set foot in the human world, because they are too powerful. Once they set foot, they will be absolutely targeted by the will of heaven and earth.
Of course, it cannot be said too absolutely. Maybe there is a supreme being who has mastered mysterious means and can return to the human world.
But it is undeniable that the Three Disasters Supreme has already become a legendary existence in the world.
People in the world have only heard the legends, but have never seen the true appearance.
But today, I felt the collision between the supreme pressure, and it seemed that a supreme war was about to break out!
Many people's expressions changed, and the movements of their hands exploring the palace couldn't help but speed up.
Because of the outbreak of the war, perhaps the inner city of Qitian will undergo major changes in the near future. These monks, who are here just for resources, naturally have the goal of plundering resources, so they have to race against time.
Strive to obtain resources when great changes occur in the inner city of Qitian.
In the inner city of Qitian, with the birth and resurrection of the Temple Guard Cursed Corpse King, terrifying roars shook the whole city.
The scattered temple-protecting cursed corpses suddenly turned red in the eyes and roared in response.
Chaos swept the entire Qitian inner city for a while.
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Qitian Temple stands on the top of the mountain, with countless rolling mist billowing on both sides, pouring down like a waterfall!
Death energy, shackles, and corpse energy are raging across the place, dancing wildly together!
The skinny Patriarch of Qitian Temple turned into the temple-protecting corpse king. His aura seemed to have returned to its peak, and he had entered the realm of the Three Disasters Supreme!
Roaring and rising into the sky, powerful thoughts surged wildly between heaven and earth.
"Guard Qitian!"
"Guard!"
"Fight!"
The sound is like thunder, and it explodes and roars!
The corpse energy was overwhelming. The Patriarch of Qitian Temple pushed horizontally with his fist. Countless corpse energy swept upside down and struck hard at the power of the supreme demon elixir offered by the Black Bull Demon God.
Ba Lie Wushuang, the demon-shaped figure transformed by the Supreme Demon Pill almost collapsed.
Such a domineering scene is simply astonishing!
Even the Black Bull Demon God was trembling and shivering at this moment, worried that the supreme demon pill he had sacrificed would be exploded!
Fortunately, there are also the foundations of the Western Region Buddha Land, Wushen Mountain, Dajing, Purple Mansion, and Purple Bamboo Forest, which are all supreme-level powers!
It almost turned into rounds of scorching sun rising across the sky, trying to melt away the corpse energy and death energy of the founder of Qitian Temple and completely suppress him!
Tyrannical battles collided in mid-air, and the void above Qitian Temple seemed to split open. Supreme-level auras continued to surge, and the power of three-disaster levels stretched across them like a python.
Rumble——
It was like rolling thunder exploding high in the sky, and a terrifying and depressing aura surged endlessly.
However, at this moment, the Temple Protector Cursed Corpse King was finally suppressed.
The supreme secrets of the major forces were uncovered. They wanted to completely suppress the Cursed Corpse King while the Patriarch of Qitian Temple had just transformed into the Cursed Corpse King and his strength had not yet reached its peak!
"It's so fierce! Although what we are sacrificing are not the true bodies of the supreme beings of various races, they are all the inherent power of the supreme beings, which is extremely impressive!"
"The founder of Qitian Temple, who was seriously injured and had been sitting idle for thousands of years, turned into the Cursed Corpse King and was able to explode with such powerful power..."
"He won't be able to counter-suppress us and other supremes of all races, right?"
The Black Bull Demon God Lord stared at the battle scene covered in mist like tides above the sky, and his face trembled violently.
Then he suddenly swung the Purple Gold Beam over the sea, took a big step, and faced the supreme pressure, heading upstream towards the inclined white jade slide.
Running towards the strange temple!
He planned to take advantage of the time when the Temple Guard Cursed Corpse King was blocked, rush into Qitian Temple, and seize the Ruyi Golden Cudgel of the Sanqing Divine Weapon!
The Black Bull Demon God also knows very well that it is uncertain whether the supreme background of many forces can completely suppress the founder of Qitian Temple.
Therefore, you must fight for it immediately!
The demon clan has occupied Qitian City for five hundred years and has been laying out the plan for so long. What a loss it would be if they did not get the magic weapon!
The Black Bull Demon God was arranged from the Shiwan River and waited in Qitian City for five hundred years.
How could you give up the opportunity so easily when you see it!
"Where are the 100,000 Great Sichuan Demon Gods? Follow me and charge!"
The black bull demon god was carrying the purple golden beam that was holding the sea, and the dense demonic energy was raging into the sky, rushing towards Qitian Temple at high speed.
The Green Lion Demon God, the Spiritual Water Demon God, and other four demon gods who were in the realm of one disaster and three calamities, followed immediately without any hesitation!
other side.
The ascetic with the cicada pattern clasped his palms together, and a golden cicada floated up from behind, its wings flapping, followed by several ascetics.
Also climb up the white jade slide.
All parties know that they must take advantage of the delay of the terrifying Temple Guard Corpse King with supreme combat power to complete the collection of divine weapons, and even...
Seizing Qi Tian’s Corpse!
"Dou Zhan is the Holy Buddha of our Buddhism, and his body should be brought back to our Buddhism!"
The cicada-patterned ascetic chants, and the Buddha's light shines across the sky, speeding past.
On the other side, Emperor Da Jing's big sleeves were also rolled up, and Zhang Wuji of the Purple Mansion Divine Sect, the female Guanyin of the Purple Bamboo Forest, and the Witch God Priest of the Witch God Mountain also set out one after another!
The supreme power collides in the sky, even if it is just a downward fluctuation, it is enough to make the space fluctuate, making them, the two disaster masters, feel boundless pressure.
But no one is willing to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
I want to break into Qitian Temple!
The [Dragon Elephant King Kong] Dao Fruit in Li Che's chest was beating loudly. He raised his head and glanced at the Supreme Battle that was obscured by strange objects. The chains swept across, the demonic energy collapsed, and the Buddha's light exploded. He only felt the terrifying energy. The machine can easily tear the sky and break everything.
A supreme level battle...
This is not what Li Che can contend with today. The supreme strongman who has overcome three disasters and mastered the power of six or more disasters is an existence that truly stands at the pinnacle of the human world.
He couldn't interfere in the battle, so he ignored it.
Although the pressure is strong, Li Che has the Pure Heart Dao Fruit and can ignore this pressure!
His target was locked on the Black Bull Demon God of the Second Disaster.
Take advantage of the opportunity to look for opportunities to make a move!
Li Che tapped his toes, and his body instantly ejected, causing the space to explode. He stepped on the white jade slide and went upstream!
The white jade flat in front of the strange temple is vast and boundless.
Everyone climbed the mountain and landed on the large flat. Their eyes were naturally fixed on the splendid palace with thousands of feet of light.
Qitian Weird Temple!
Everyone's hearts are racing.
And when everyone arrived at the large square in front of the strange temple.
In the inner city of Qitian, all the temple-protecting corpses became crazy, and they no longer launched attacks on the monks who were looking for the resources left by Qitian Temple.
It was as if he had received a call.
They gathered crazily in the direction of Qi Tianfeng, intending to rush onto the terrace and stop the temple intruders!
This picture is truly spectacular and mind-blowing!
"A group of dead corpses, all dead, and they still have to protect them...it's really ridiculous!"
The Black Bull Demon Lord glanced at the shocking scene at the bottom of the mountain and sneered: "Qitian Temple... who else is guarding it?! No one is guarding it anymore!"
"You are a bunch of dead people, you can't even protect us!"
The face of the Black Bull Demon God became cold.
Bang——
The demonic energy swirled around, like a hurricane, rushing towards the closed strange temple door of Qitian Temple!
The distance of hundreds of feet could not block his figure at all!
Not only the Black Bull Demon God, but also the ascetic monks from the Buddhist lands of the Western Regions, Emperor Dajing, Zhang Wuji from the Zi Mansion, and other powerful figures from the Second Disaster also set out one after another!
They cannot intervene in the Supreme War, but the Supreme War is not the point. The point is the inheritance and opportunities in Qitian Temple!
Although the Black Bull Demon God Lord said that Qitian belonged to the demon clan, and the cicada-patterned ascetic in the Buddhist land of the Western Region said that Qitian belonged to Buddhism... But in fact, everyone knew it.
Qitian...
It’s the Hell Lotus camp!
At least, before his final fall, Qi Tian belonged to one of the gods in the Hell Lotus camp!
Qitian represents the Hell Lotus!
The factions represented by the Black Bull Demon God and other powerful figures all have a consensus, which is to kill the Hell Lotus and end the inheritance of the Hell Lotus!
That's why Qi Tian Temple must do its best to divide Qi Tian's inheritance and magic weapons, so that there is no possibility of Qi Tian's recovery!
The purple golden beam of the sea was lifted up by the black bull demon god, and like a big pillar, it rushed out fiercely, and hit the door with a thud!
There was an extremely heavy sound in an instant, like the sound of beating war drums!
Invisible ripples spread in circles, flooding with fluctuations!
The door was hit and a gap opened, and the majestic divinity burst out from the strange temple crazily!
The Black Bull Demon God felt as if the pores all over his body were relaxing!
He laughed loudly, carrying the purple golden beam across the sea and rushing out again!
Dong Dong Dong Dong——!
Every collision was done with all my strength!
Finally, the closed door was smashed open, and the auras of many powerful men burst out, entangled with the power of calamity, and shot towards the Qitian Temple like hundreds of armies fighting against each other!
Scrambling to be the first!
The opportunity is in front of them, and no one is willing to give up easily, giving up the opportunity that will be enough for them to ascend the three disasters to attack the Supreme in the future!
Li Che wore Qitian's face, his eyes were focused, and the sleeping dragon elephant was aroused to the extreme.
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They were also moving with all their strength, as if they were sneaking in the darkness, following closely behind everyone.
The door of Qitian Temple is wide open, and countless volumes of divine catharsis are revealed!
However, just when many powerful men were about to rush into Qitian Temple, the sound of rushing water could be heard.
Then, everyone's hearts were slightly shaken.
Then they discovered that a mighty long river was rolling across the sky, slapping down hard and blocking everyone in front of them.
"Who?!"
The Black Bull Demon God was leading the way, rushing to the front like a wild bull. When he saw the mighty river blocked, he was furious!
The purple-gold beam that built the sea in his hand suddenly slammed down, trying to smash the long river into pieces!
The long river rolled up and turned into a punch that was pushed out horizontally!
Boom——
The terrifying collision exploded.
The majestic river exploded, a scholar's shirt flew up, and a figure floated down, retreating several steps back on the white jade floor of the strange temple.
The beautiful beard was hunting in the wind, and the figure turned around, revealing an elegant face.
The black bull demon god has a majestic aura, and the demonic aura is raging on the burly and majestic body. The copper bell-like eyes are slightly narrowed, staring at the figure in the scholar's shirt.
"Who are you?"
He did not recognize Fang Hanshu.
After all, Fang Hanshu was not very famous before.
Li Che, who was hiding in the darkness, was slightly stunned, a little confused, and a little confused.
Great Elder Fang Hanshu...
Why would he take action at this moment?
Moreover, he faced this group of Second Disaster Venerables who showed off their cultivation!
At this moment, except for the four demon gods and Li Che, all the powerful people present were basically those in the second disaster realm. Fang Hanshu suddenly fell down at this juncture, blocking the current situation.
Isn't this seeking death?
Li Che knew that Fang Hanshu's strength was that he had stepped into the realm of divine calamity.
But...that's all, just stepping into the realm of divine calamity.
Even if the Great Elder hides his identity as the Hunter God Killer of the Hunting God Pavilion, it is just an identity and will not bring any improvement in strength to the Great Elder.
Behind Fang Hanshu, the mighty river rolled wildly, slowly turning into a white mighty spear in his hand.
"The surviving family of Qitian Temple, the Fang family is an unworthy descendant, Fang Hanshu."
"Today, protect the sky."
Fang Hanshu shook the powerful spear in his hand, lowered his eyes and said calmly.
If it were not for his status as a descendant of the Fang family, Fang Hanshu would not have come to Qitian City at all, nor would he bother to come to Qitian City.
"The Fang family? The Fang family, the eternal family of Jiangnan Road? The Fang family, who united with Haoran Academy...to amass wealth and make the people of the prosperous Jiangnan Road miserable?"
Lu Wenchang, the first emperor of Da Jing Dynasty, said with a sneer.
He was too clear about the urinary nature of this eternal family.
Although it is known that the Fang family is related to Qitian Temple, Qitian Temple has been lonely for so many years, and the Fang family has long refused to recognize itself as a descendant of Qitian Temple.
"Yes...so, descendants are unworthy."
Fang Hanshu held the spear at an angle, with his beautiful beard flying, and raised his head, looking at the Fang family ancestor who had no hesitation in the swirling mist and transformed into the Temple Guard Cursed Corpse King, and sighed softly.
The ancestral precepts and obsessions of the Fang family have long been completely forgotten.
After all, Qitian Temple had been destroyed long ago, and the current Fang family never considered themselves to be the survivors of Qitian Temple.
Fang Hanshu also doesn't recognize that the current Fang family has nothing to do with the current Fang family in Jiangnan Road. The only survivors of Qitian Temple are Fang Hanshu and his sister Fang Shangzhen.
In fact, Fang Hanshu once hesitated whether he really wanted to fight for a Shenzong that had been destroyed for a long time, because fighting for it was very risky, and even risked death.
But until he saw that the ancestor of the Fang family was willing to sit for thousands of years in order to protect Qitian, he would bring the corpse energy and death energy into his body today, and turn into the Temple Protector Cursed Corpse King.
Fang Hanshu understood the meaning of the family's obsession to protect Qitian.
Lu Wenchang, the late Emperor of Great Scenery, looked at Fang Hanshu indifferently.
"You are courageous and dare to stand up at this moment. Unfortunately, you are just a monk in a disaster situation, what can you protect?"
"Does it make sense to waste your life to protect the God of Qitian Temple who is no match for you?"
Lu Wenchang, the late Emperor of Great Scenery, had a hint of sneer in his tone.
The black bull demon god carries the purple golden beam across the sea with murderous intent surging in his eyes, the Buddhist ascetic with cicada patterns in the Western Regions has a cold face, Zhang Wuji of the Purple Mansion sighs softly, and the Guanyin woman in the purple bamboo forest has an expressionless face...
Since Fang Hanshu wanted to stop them, it was tantamount to cutting off their opportunity, so naturally they would not hold back.
There is nothing wrong with beating Fang Hanshu to death.
Li Che used Sleeping Dragon Elephant and watched in the dark, but he couldn't help but frown.
However.
Fang Hanshu laughed softly, and shook the spear formed by the vast river in his hand.
"Scholars, there is a word called sacrificing one's life for justice."
"The Fang family can't let my stupid sister uphold the righteousness of our ancestors, right?"
"So, I can only come."
Fang Hanshu looked back at the empty Qitian Temple with only one stone coffin.
Let out a small breath.
"Qi Tian made the Fang family achieve glory."
"But now...the last protection."
"Qitian, Yulian, my Fang family... doesn't owe you anything anymore."
"Prince Zheng, please."
Fang Hanshu's beautiful beard danced wildly, and his eyes suddenly burst out with extremely brilliant brilliance!
The next moment, in Fang Hanshu's palm, there was a tortoise shell exuding a warm brilliance. His fingers clenched violently, and the tortoise shell was crushed to pieces.
The aura on Fang Hanshu's body began to rise steadily!
Sacrifice yourself for justice!
Sacrifice your life for justice!
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The capital of gods, the second city.
The octagonal double-eaves dripping Qin Tianbao Tower.
The ninth floor.
There is divinity intertwined on the emperor's face, his whole person is blurred, and the golden light of luck is constantly intertwined around his body.
The ninth floor of the Bao Tower is extremely empty and vast.
The eunuch was sitting on the back of the black tortoise, holding a piece of tortoise shell in his hand.
At the door of the ninth floor.
Fang Shangzhen and Yue Taofu, the two deputy chief eunuchs of the Qin Tian Jian, stood quietly.
"Qitian, Yulian, my Fang family... doesn't owe you anything anymore."
"Prince Zheng, please."
Suddenly.
Throughout the ninth floor, a sudden sound resounded, and the sound... seemed to come from the tortoise shell in the hands of the chief inspector.
Fang Shangzhen at the door suddenly raised his head, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.
"Han Shu?"
The supervisor was sighing softly.
He raised his head, his eyes flowing under that blurry face.
It seemed like he was recalling the time when the high school imperial examination top scorer came to visit him and said that he was a Haoran boy who was a descendant of Qitian Temple.
"It's Hell Lotus..."
"I owe you."
In the vast ninth floor.
The sound of gentle sighs echoed.
……
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boom--! ! !
When the aura on Fang Hanshu's body was rising steadily.
The expressions of the Black Bull Demon God, the Cicada-Patterned Ascetic, and the Witch God Priest all changed slightly!
"Is this... the power of Da Jianzheng? He is borrowing power from Gongshu Guigu!"
"He is looking for death! Gongshu Guigu's power of heaven and earth...he will never be able to withstand it!"
"Protect Qitian? It's been so many years, what else is there to protect?! Still risking your life to protect him! Idiot!"
The sound of secret curses resounded endlessly.
The many strong men who had knocked open the door of Qitian Temple no longer hesitated and broke out one after another, killing Fang Hanshu to suppress him!
The power of the great inspector...
They don't dare to underestimate it.
Even the supreme leaders of the major forces did not dare to underestimate the eunuch Zhenggong Shuguigu.
Because...
This man.
It can represent the will of heaven and earth!
Moreover, time is extremely tight. After all, the Supreme knowledge they displayed was not the Supreme's personal visit, but was probably just a delay in the Temple Guard Corpse King's ever-growing aura!
Therefore, they must fight quickly!
In front of the strange temple, a powerful and terrifying aura erupted!
Demonic energy, Buddha's light, divinity, the power of disaster, all kinds of forces swept across like a hurricane, the void shook like rags, and cracks were intertwined!
Li Che raised his hand and gently touched Qitian's face on his face.
Exhale slowly.
Li Che had no obsession with protecting Qitian.
He simply felt that if the corpse of the Great Sage fell into the hands of these guys...
It is really an insult to Qi Tian.
Are they worthy of getting their hands on the remains of the Great Sage? !
Of course, if it was absolutely necessary, Li Che would not forcefully fight. He would retreat when it was time to retreat. Living in this world, walking on thin ice, stability has always been Li Che's first principle of survival.
However, now all the calculations have been arranged...
Let’s do it first and then talk!
"Do it!"
His mind moved.
Li Che's face suddenly raised to the sky, and with one step he fell, and his whole body relaxed silently.
at the same time.
The four demon gods of one calamity and three calamities, including the green lion, spiritual water, nine eyes and giant claws, also erupted with demonic aura. Following closely behind the Black Bull Demon God, they suddenly accelerated and approached the Black Bull Demon God!
The Black Bull Demon God Lord, who was carrying the purple golden beam that was holding the sea, was delivering a terrifying blow to kill Fang Hanshu, just when the old power had just left and the new power had not yet been born.
Suddenly, the four demon gods exploded with all their strength at the same time, ignoring the demon clan's rank suppression and killing the Black Bull Demon God.
Bang bang bang bang—! ! !
The Black Bull Demon God was unprepared and was caught off guard!
The demonic energy exploded, the skin and flesh were torn open, and blood sprayed out!
"What are you doing?!"
"Looking for death!!!"
The Black Bull Demon God was frightened and angry, and his murderous intent was rampant!
What's going on? !
Why did they attack him? !
Suddenly.
The Black Bull Demon God raised his head and found that the huge black portal crashed down, swallowing him up instantly.
Fang Hanshu's aura was rising steadily, and the Haoran spear in his hand was shaking endlessly.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at the huge city gate that swallowed up the Black Bull Demon God.
Fang Hanshu recognized it immediately.
That's...
Mocheng Fengdu!
Hell!
Above the gate of Fengdu City.
The divine monkey is as straight as a stick, with golden energy and blood bursting out, dancing wildly behind him, like a cloak hanging down thousands of miles!
It seems like...
The Great Sage is back!
(End of chapter)