Universal Sword God Chapter 859: Dazzling

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Outside the abyss of death, everyone in the Fang family stood up and gathered around the patriarch Fang Jue.

"Really disappeared!"

"It should be dead inside. This little **** would rather die in the abyss of death without coming out. It's really hateful! It's cheaper to die like this!" The Fang family Chang Fang Jue gritted his teeth bitterly.

He confirmed the induction many times, and all of them lost the spirit of Jing Yan.

In Fang Jue's view, there is only one possibility. Jing Yan is dead, and his soul is gone. If the body dies and the soul is still there, the soul-locking lamp can still lock its aura.

Of course, in the abyss of death, if the body is destroyed, it is even more impossible for the spirit to resist the terrifying energy of destruction.

Jing Yan died in the abyss of death, also within their expectations.

"This Jingyan has persisted in it for a long time, and his martial arts cultivation is indeed extremely profound." The Fang Family Martial Artist of the Three Realms of the Holy Path said from the side.

"No matter how deep the martial arts is, entering the abyss of hopelessness is a dead end. Even the guardian Chenlong, I am afraid that he will not dare to enter the abyss of death within this time!" Fang Jue sneered.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Fang Jue moved his eyes and looked far away.

The other Fang family members also stared at it.

A golden figure quickly approached.

"Patriarch Fang, what are you guys?" The golden figure breathed closer, glanced at everyone, and asked.

"I have seen the Guardian!" Fang Jue bowed.

The other family members also bowed in greeting.

Guardian Chenlong did feel the strangeness of the buffer zone, so he came from the sky temple to see what happened.

In this buffer zone, the saintly realm martial artist of the Protoss can indeed come. However, there are more than ten saintly realm martial artists breath, then there is something unusual in it.

The guardian was also worried about what would happen, so after sensing this, he set off to see what was going on.

Now, seeing Fang Jue, the long family member of the Fang family, holding a group of holy realms and guarding near the abyss of death, he naturally wanted to ask Fang Jue and the others why they were here.

"Chasing and killing a martial artist named Jing Yan, this person killed my son Fang Jie at the Neon Sovereign Gate of the Tianxia God Territory." Fang Jue said, "This **** is fast enough to escape. Into the abyss of death."

There is nothing to hide.

Even the guardian cannot intervene in this matter of revenge for his son. Furthermore, they did not enter the Tianyuan Continent, which did not violate the rules set by the guardians.

"Jing Yan?" Chen Long was slightly taken aback.

Chen Long knew that Jing Yan had left Tianyuan Continent, but he naturally didn't know if Jing Yan killed Fang Jie's son Fang Jue.

"The guardian knows this person?" Fang Jue narrowed his eyes.

"Well, I have indeed heard of a young man with extremely strong talent." Chen Long nodded, "He has entered the abyss of death?"

"Yes, I entered the abyss of death a few days ago, because this **** was so fast, we could not stop him. However, now he is dead in it, my soul lock lamp, lost him Sense of spirit." Fang Jue nodded and sneered.

"Dead?" Chen Long frowned suddenly.

To be honest, he is still more optimistic about Jing Yan's potential, and he also feels a bit pity that he died like this.

"What does the guardian have to do with this Jingyan?" Fang Jue asked Chen Long's expression subconsciously.

"I'm not familiar with it. I only met once. I think he is extremely talented. It's a pity." Chen Long shook his head and said.

Chen Long didn't talk too much about Jing Yan. As Jing Yan was a human from Tianyuan Continent, he would not take the initiative to mention it.

"If the Guardian has nothing else to do, then we will say goodbye!" Fang Jue arched his hands.

He brought the strong from all sides to the buffer zone just to kill Jingyan. Now that Jing Yan is dead, he will naturally not stay in the buffer zone and waste time.

"Patriarch Fang, please." Chen Long raised his hand.

Looking at Fang Jue leaving with the holy ways, Chenlong looked at the location of the abyss of death again.

"Dead?"

"That's a pity!" Chen Long shook his head and sighed.

"Jing Yan! If you leave the Tianyuan Continent and come to the Sky Temple, how can you be chased by the Fang family..." Chen Long said to himself, and then returned and flew away.

In the Temple of Death!

"So many treasures?"

Jing Yan, who entered the treasure house, only felt dazzled.

The number of various treasures in the treasure house is really amazing.

I am afraid that any warrior in this world who enters such a treasure house will not be able to contain his excitement.

At this time, Jing Yan didn't know that Fang's family chief and others had decided that he was dead and left.

In fact, from the moment Jingyan entered the Temple of Death, the soul-locking lamp controlled by Fang Jue could not lock the soul of Jingyan.

The Temple of Death, what level of treasure is that? Entering it, the breath is completely isolated and shielded, including the spirit breath.

How is it possible that a sacred instrument lock lamp wants to pass through the shielding power of the Death Temple?

"Jing Yan, you start to choose!" said the fourth.

"You can choose one of the treasures in this treasury. You can see for yourself, which category you want. There are pills, weapons, materials, etc." Lao Wu also continued.

"Can only choose one of them?" Jing Yan was dumbfounded.

He glanced at it roughly. The treasures in this treasure vault were all good things. He wanted almost everything.

The old four and five said he can only choose one.

"Yes! You can only choose one. This is the extra reward you get after successfully challenging me and the fifth." The fourth nodded.

"Jing Yan, of course, all the treasures in this treasure house cannot be given to you. If you die after leaving here, then we, the Temple of Death, must continue to choose inheritors. If you take all the treasures, Wouldn't the other inheritors be useless?" The old fifth explained.

Jing Yan was silent!

Although he has obtained three-quarters of the inheritance, in the eyes of these temple guards, it may be better than ordinary warriors.

"Hurry up and choose!" The fourth urged.

"Jingyan boy, you must not have the idea of ​​forcibly snatching treasures. Your strength is really strong, and my fourth brother and I are not sure to stop you. However, this is the Temple of Death, and you only need to use one percent The power of the temple can kill you in an instant." The fifth reminded Jing Yan.

"Oh..." Jing Yan replied helplessly.

After that, he let go of the spirit and looked carefully.

"Tsk tsk, there are so many good things, so many magic pills. Isn't this Shenhui grass? There are actually ten plants?" Jing Yan's eyes widened.