Chapter 394 Poseidon Temple, is the Poseidon Trident a real artifact
Jiang Shuo smiled faintly.
Let go of Wang Qiuer's slender waist and take a step forward.
The brilliant golden thunder reflected in the sky of Poseidon Island, triggering bursts of thunder.
Seven red-gold top-quality dragon soul rings emerged in circles, beating behind the shadow of the golden thunder dragon.
Unparalleled tyranny, violent collision.
The air machine caused ripples and waves, and the whole sky seemed to be turbulent into a golden ocean, and the thunder became thicker than the water.
Fighting in the sky, dragon's strength.
The red and gold color reflected the sky and dazzled Bo Saixi and the seven holy pillar guards behind her.
It also caused the thousands of sea soul masters below, as well as the Shrek Seven Monsters who had just arrived, to fall into a daze.
Seven hundred thousand year soul rings? ? ?
They don’t recognize the golden patterns of soul rings that are more than one hundred thousand years old, but they know that the strange and charming red color is the thing that tops the list of soul masters’ dreams.
Under the boundless dragon power, Tang San's eyes were solemn, and the unconscious Xiao Wu beside him was already trembling.
The other Shrek Seven Monsters, thousands of sea soul beasts, and sea soul masters who possess beast spirits actually knelt down when they wanted to.
Not daring to move forward, he stood still and channeled his soul power to desperately resist the pressure from the depths of his bloodline.
A golden thundercloud formed under Jiang Shuo's feet, lifting his figure up.
He looked down at the high priest of Poseidon Island in front of him, his pupils sparkling, and with the golden sea between his eyebrows setting off and exaggerating, he looked like a king on earth.
“It’s a fight, it’s a retreat.”
“It’s all up to Priest Bo Saixi.”
The seven holy pillars guard the turbulent waves in the heart.
Among them, Sea Dragon Douluo, who had the highest cultivation level, felt as if a stone was stuck in his throat, feeling uncomfortable, suffocating, and turning red.
Bo Saixi’s wrist holding the diamond-shaped gemstone scepter shook slightly.
Staring at the young man in front of him, he frantically calculated in his mind whether he could win.
The sight of seven red-gold soul rings was so terrifying that it made her feel less confident in the home field of Ocean.
Coming from Wuhun Palace, is he a subordinate of Qian Daoliu...
Tang Chen's descendants had just arrived, and the force belonging to another old friend also came.
Compared to Qian Daoliu, this person is even more unreasonable, but he looks like a descendant of Tang Chen...
Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen were the first mainland soul masters to come. The Wuhun Temple's attack on Poseidon Island came out only after a year, so she had a good impression of both of them.
Bo Saixi’s expression suddenly changed.
There was shame, embarrassment, and a hint of disbelief in my heart.
Although there are frequent visions nowadays, which show that this person is quite extraordinary, she can still fight with the ocean's home field.
But the sentient beings and ecology of Poseidon Island below may not be able to withstand the devastation.
Bo Saixi suppressed her emotions and took a deep breath, "Your Majesty, you want to visit the Poseidon Temple?"
Jiang Shuo stood with his hands behind his hands and nodded lightly, "Why else would I be here? . ”
“A small broken island cannot hold up to half of the mainland.”
After hearing this, Bo Saixi's face darkened and she said:
"We all have the same origin, and the God of the Sea and the God of Angels may still know each other. If you are still like this, then I don't want to fight with you, but I have to. ”
Jiang Shuo’s lips curled up slightly, smiling with unknown meaning.
Bo Saixi forced herself not to think too much, turned around half-way, stretched out her hand to signal, "Please."
The faces of the guardians of the Seven Sacred Pillars changed, but when they saw the high priest acting like this , had to get out of the way.
Lead the way to the Poseidon Temple.
Jiang Shuo raised his eyebrows lightly, stepped forward with his long silver-soled cloth boots, and walked forward swaggeringly.
Wang Qiuer's eyes flashed as he watched.
I have a deeper understanding of this guy's boldness.
The main door of the Azure Hall, which stands at the highest point on the central island mountain, is open.
The main hall, which is never shown to the outside world, reveals its true appearance.
Open, bright and tall.
It seems that every temple has a tune.
Under the extremely shameful and angry gaze of the Guardian of the Seven Sacred Pillars, Jiang Shuo walked with his hands behind his hands and looked around.
“It’s just so so.”
"It's not as big as my Angel Temple, not as tall as my Angel Temple, and not as brilliant as my Angel Temple."
Jiang Shuo smiled and turned his head.
Bo Saixi's face twitched, and he whispered: "Poseidon is considerate of all people and does not want excessive luxury."
"Really? I think the population is small and it cannot be repaired." Jiang Shuo laughed again. "Come to my Spirit Hall and help you build a bigger one?"
Bo Saixi couldn't bear it anymore and said in a deep voice, "I treat you as a guest, so don't say things that anger the gods again and again."
Jiang Shuo, who was stirring up trouble and adding fuel to the fire, smiled slightly.
The tone was light, "Okay."
Bo Saixi looked at him and breathed a sigh of relief.
Accompanying this extremely arrogant and domineering 'young man', we walked through the corridor of the small half hall and arrived at the other apse.
Bo Saixi waved back.
The seven Holy Pillar Guardians who had been following closely were stunned for a moment, then silently stopped.
After walking through the corridor of the main hall for a while, the high priest in a bright red robe spoke softly, "You haven't asked for your name yet?"
The young man turned back, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Jiang Shuo."
Bo Saixi was confused.
"Is there an elder named Jiang in Wuhun Hall?"
"Yes." Jiang Shuo nodded.
If I want it to be, it will be.
Not to mention Wuhun Palace, everyone in this world has the surname Jiang.
Bo Saixi was speechless and silently led the young man to continue touring the hall.
After walking for a while, Jiang Shuo didn't see what he wanted to see, so he said casually:
"I don't know, where is the divine weapon of Poseidon to control beasts? Can you let me have a look."
Bo Saixi The eyebrows were slightly twisted, then smoothed naturally.
“You can watch from a distance, but don’t be silent.”
“If you agree, I will take you there.”
Jiang Shuo clapped his hands gently, "Okay."
Soon, they arrived at a palace in the depths that was smaller than the front hall, but also very empty.
A golden trident is inserted in the front, emitting slight fluctuations.
Jiang Shuo's eyes moved slightly and he made a move.
Immediately, a dark scythe emerged.
It was the ‘artifact’ in Bibi Dong’s hands.
The evil aura of the scythe made Bo Saixi's expression suddenly change.
“Where does your scythe come from?”
“Aren’t you under the command of the holy angel god?”
Although they belong to two parties, the angel god After all, he is also a righteous god who punishes evil and promotes good. Where do these evil weapons that exude evil aura come from? !
The trident suddenly shook out of thin air, as if it had also witnessed the scythe.
Bo Saixi stood between her divine weapon and Jiang Shuo, with a solemn look on her face, "This weapon is evil, please be careful of its backlash."
"Please don't come forward again."
After Jiang Shuo heard this, he glanced at the priestess in front of him, who was about thirty years old and was wearing an elegant and noble red dress that fit her body perfectly and outlined perfect curves.
“Backlash?”
"Priest, you are too worried."
Under the jade crown, Bo Saixi stared at the young man with her clear blue eyes.
“Playing with fire may lead to self-immolation.”
Jiang Shuo smiled, holding the handle of the sickle and shaking his mouth.
Suddenly, the golden thunder light lit up, and the arc of lightning instantly spread along the handle of the scythe, covering it.
For just a moment, the evil aura above him stagnated, and then quickly restrained itself.
“I have the ultimate golden thunder around me, and I am immune to evil spirits.”
Jiang Shuo raised his eyebrows and smiled.
Bo Saixi was stunned and silent for a moment.
“Get out of the way, I’ll take one look at the trident and leave.”
Bo Saixi didn't have time to speak after hearing this.
Jiang Shuo went around.
At the same time, a cry of luck suddenly sounded outside the hall.
“Tang San asks to see the high priest!”
(End of this chapter)