"It's a pity!" Jian Wushuang shook his head secretly. If these people didn't leave, Bacheng would have to die here.
This kind-hearted Luoshui Fairy, with mediocre strength, not even as good as Gu Yuan, is also the bottom of their group.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be allowed to stay with Jian Wushuang either.
Little novice Huiqing's eyes turned, just to look at Jian Wushuang, and nodded with a slight smile.
Since he stepped into the Dao, Jian Wushuang felt that the little novice monk had changed a lot, and his personality, mood, and strength had undergone earth-shaking changes.
The heart of killing shall not be leaked, and the heart of defense shall not be lost.
Now when he recalled the scene when the young novice monk's strength exploded, he couldn't believe it.
If a person can burst out of potential in a dangerous situation, increase his strength by 30% to 50%, or directly break through the original realm, just like he suddenly became a Dayan Immortal, this can also be explained.
But the little novice's original strength was at most an ordinary fairy cultivator, from the ordinary fairy cultivator stepped into the Nineth Rank Dayan fairy, although he fell to the realm later, but the Sixth Rank Dayan fairy was genuine.
There are so many such temporary breakthroughs, not to mention that he hasn't seen it before, and he hasn't even thought about it.
He thought it was because of himself when Dahuang had changed. Now it seems that the little novice monk is more like the protagonist.
There are too many secrets behind all of this. The sudden emperor fall and that terrifying white wave of air all show that the emperors and the resurrected existence have already handed over the hands of the real Wuyang Tongtian Buddha.
I just don't know who won and who has fallen.
People at this level can't get involved at all, and staying in the wilderness is even more burdensome.
Jian Wushuang slowly closed his eyes, no matter what, it is important to restore his strength first.
While restoring his mind and mind power leisurely, Jiuyu and others outside the crowd desperately slayed ghosts.
There is no way there are too many. Just after killing one batch, another batch emerged from the crack.
"Brother Jiuyu, it's no way to go on like this!"
"Yeah, there are too many ghosts, we can't kill them at all."
Everyone was comfortable at first, but these ghosts were unaware, fearless to death, and extremely powerful, and several of them possessed the strength of the Nine Ranks Consummation Dayan Immortal.
After Jiuyu killed the nearby Nine-Ranking Dayan Immortal level ghosts, he glanced around, sinking in his heart.
"not good!"
At the same time, on the other side of the wilderness.
The temporary formation of the Chishui Alliance and the Aion Tower are extremely easy, with a large number of emperors and powerful people opening their way, and there is no need for Dayan Immortal to work hard.
"This great wasteland is so dangerous." The girl from the Great Dream Realm lay on the hallway of the main hall, looking at the ghosts that were shattered by the emperor's aura.
"You girl, if we don't have ancestors, we are faced with so many ghosts, let alone looking for the temple of the gods, it is extremely difficult to live here." A middle-aged dayan immortal frowned.
He didn't know if the ancestors did it right, let them, like the Dayan Immortal who had been living in the Great Dream Realm, come to look for the Temple of Qishen in this great wilderness.
Whether it is Dayan Immortal or Monarch, after entering the Great Wilderness, the mood began to change slightly.
In the rift of the void.
Chi Chi Chi.
A **** snake wandered in the void, with black horns on the top of the snake's head, and his huge eyes turned a few times and continued to swim forward.
"There are still not enough people!" A black smoke suddenly appeared on the top of the snake's head. After the smoke disappeared, a middle-aged Taoist stood on the top of the snake's head.
He wears a white robe, a high crown, and a purple eye on the center of his brow.
He peeped from afar when the Great Wilderness first waved, but he was not in this universe yet.
"Are all the people in this election so useless? Eighteen gods will all be killed, the strongest gods are only the level of a fourth-order emperor, and the master's face has been lost by this group of people." The middle-aged Taoist stood. Muttered to himself on the head of the big snake.
"Hei Qi Snake, your mental strength is getting more and more interesting."
The middle-aged Taoist touched the horns of the big snake, and the purple eyes at the center of his eyebrows kept turning.
"Since I'm awake, why don't you come out to see me!" The middle-aged Taoist shouted angrily at a dark corner in the void.
There was dead silence in the dark corner. As soon as the middle-aged Taoist's voice fell, a hunched old man walked out of it, and he was still holding a light lantern in his hand.
"I am the servant of the old master, not your servant, you have to be clear!" The humpbacked old man walked staggeringly in front of the middle-aged Taoist holding the Ming Lantern.
There are too many secrets revealed in this question and answer, but unfortunately, in this gap, there is no one other than the two of them, even the fifth-order emperor, it is impossible to conceal the two of them.
"You dog minion, secretly reviving the temple, I thought you could make the group of waste take a few steps, and the result was that most of them died as soon as they recovered!" The middle-aged Taoist looked down on the humpbacked old man and said sarcastically.
He followed the Temple of Qishen from the long river of time and space to the original universe. At that time, he was seriously injured and has been deposited in the void. Until now, his injuries have not completely recovered.
Originally thinking of letting those gods inherit the way of the gods, UU read www.uukanshu.com to get some benefits from the temple of the gods. He came forward to kill those inheritors and seize the treasures.
But I didn't expect these people to be too wasteful, and it was almost a reincarnation to inherit the Temple of Qishen, and there was not even a fifth-order emperor.
You must know that the threshold for inheritance of the Qishen Temple is very high. The so-called eighteen gods are just the watchdog of the outer hall. Only after the fifth-order emperor can he enter the inner hall to select treasures.
It is a pity that none of these wastes reach the fifth-order emperor.
"Okay, a few nonsense. I am the only living disciple of the God of God. His treasure should belong to me. Let's talk about how many treasures you get from the inner temple. I don't want too much. It is enough to restore my strength." The middle-aged Taoist said in a cold voice, selfishness and greed spread from the outside to the inside, and he was extremely domineering, and did not save any face to the hump-backed old man.
"Uzuo, I am not here to give you treasures, but to inform you that you have been removed from the Temple of Qishen." The hunched old man said slowly, his expression unchanged.
"Exclusion? You are worthy of removing my name, you are just a lingering slave." The middle-aged Taoist named Wu Zuo couldn't help but roar.
Wu Zuo had a foreboding in his heart, but he still couldn't believe it. After all, he had nothing now. If the Temple of Qishen had removed him, how could he profit.
The calmness on the face of the hunched old man gradually disappeared, replaced by a breath of death, which made the folds of the ravines tremble slightly.
Wu Zuo stepped back involuntarily for a moment.
"I don't have the right to remove you, but the true spirit in the Qishen Temple can!" The hump-backed old man's voice was cold, like a sharp blade in the cold wind, piercing Wu Zuo's chest one after another.
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