Legend of Swordsman Chapter 5154: The Guardian
Chapter 5154 The Guardian
"What a pity!" Jian Wushuang shook his head secretly. If these people don't leave, Bacheng will die here.
This kind-hearted fairy Luoshui, whose strength is mediocre, even worse than Gu Yuan, is also the bottom of their group.
Otherwise, she won't be allowed to stay with Jian Wushuang.
Little novice Huiqing's eyes turned, and she just glanced at Jian Wushuang, smiled and nodded.
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 is not leaking, and the heart of defense must not be lost.
Now recalling 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 their strength by 30% to 50%, or directly break through the original realm, just like he suddenly became Dayan Immortal, this can also be explained.
But the little novice monk's original strength is the most ordinary fairy cultivator, from the ordinary fairy cultivator one step into the Nineth Rank Dayan fairy, although he fell to the realm later, but the Sixth Rank Dayan fairy is genuine.
There are so many temporary breakthroughs, not to mention that he has never seen it before, and he didn't even think about it.
Originally, there was a change in Dahuang, but he thought it was because of himself. Now it seems that the little novice monk is more like the protagonist.
There are too many secrets behind all 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.
This level of existence fights, people like them 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’s important to recover his strength first.
He is leisurely restoring his mind and mind, but Jiuyu and others outside the crowd are desperately slaying ghosts.
There is no way that there are too many. Just after killing one batch, another batch emerged from the crack.
"Brother Jiuyu, this is no way to continue!"
"Yes, there are too many ghosts, we can't kill them at all."
Everyone was at ease at first, but these ghosts were unaware, fearless to death, and extremely powerful. Among them, several of them possessed the strength of the Ninth Rank Perfect Dayan Immortal.
Jiuyu killed the nearby Nine-Ranking Dayan Immortal-level ghosts and looked around, sinking in his heart.
"Not good!"
At the same time, on the other side of the Great Wasteland.
The temporary formation of the Chishui Alliance and the Aion Tower is extremely easy, there are a large number of emperors and powerful people to open the way, there is no need for Dayan to work hard.
"This great wasteland is so dangerous." The girl from the Great Dream Realm lay on the corridor of the main hall, looking at the ghosts shattered by the aura of the emperor.
"You girl, if we had no ancestors, we would face so many ghosts, let alone looking for the Temple of Gods, it would be extremely difficult to live here." A middle-aged dayan, wrinkled frown.
He didn't know if the ancestors did it right, so they asked them, Dayan Immortals who have been living in the Great Dream Realm, to look for the Temple of Difference in the 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.
嗤嗤.
A black big snake wanders in the void. The big snake has black horns on its head, and its huge eyes turn a few times and continue to swim forward.
"There are still not enough people!" A black smoke suddenly appeared on the head of the snake. After the smoke disappeared, a middle-aged Taoist stood on top of the snake's head.
He is wearing a white robe, a high crown, and a purple eye on the center of his brow.
He peeped from a distance 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 and generals were all killed, the strongest gods were only the level of a fourth-order emperor, and the master’s face was lost by this group of people." Nian Taoist muttered to himself standing on top of the big snake.
"Black 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 and 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 slave of the old master, not your slave, you have to distinguish it!" The humpbacked old man carried the light lantern and walked swayly to the middle-aged Taoist.
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 hide the two of them.
"You dog minion, secretly reviving the temple, I thought you could make the group of trash 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 wanted to let those gods inherit the way of the gods and 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. 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 watchdogs of the outer temple. Only after the fifth-order emperor can enter the inner temple 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 God. His treasures should belong to me. Let’s talk about how many treasures you get from the inner temple. I don’t want too much. It’s enough to recover my strength. The middle-aged Taoist said in a cold voice, selfishness and greed spread from the outside to the inside, and it was extremely overbearing, and did not leave any face to the humpback old man.
"Wuzuo, I am not here to give you treasures, but to inform you that you have been removed from the Temple of Qishen." The humpbacked old man said slowly, his expression unchanged.
"Excluded? You are worthy of removing my name. You are just a linger." The middle-aged Taoist named Wu Zuo couldn't help but roar.
Wuzuo had a foreboding in his heart, but he still couldn't believe it. After all, he has nothing now. If the Temple of Forbidding God removes him, how can he profit.
The calmness on the face of the hunched old man gradually disappeared, replaced by a breath of death, which made the gully folds tremble slightly.
Wuzuo couldn't help but retreat for a while.
"I am not qualified to remove you, but the true spirit in the Temple of Qishen can!" The humpbacked 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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