Outside the Taoist temple.

There are many figures.

There are voices in the sky and the earth.

"The Lord of Xuantian Tribe, come and visit!"

The calm and majestic voice was filled with cold chill.

The Lord of Xuantian Tribe, wearing a black robe, embroidered with golden python patterns, carried his hands on his back, looking forward.

Beside him, there was a real person of Yang Shen.

There is also the breath of the Yangshen True Person around the Taoist Temple.

The foundation of Xuantian tribe is revealed today.

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Inside the Taoist temple.

Zhongguan Zheng's face was extremely serious.

His Yang Shen was released and he realized that the formation outside was huge.

There are many masters who have cultivated into Yin Shen.

There are nearly ten real people who have cultivated into Yang Shen.

"It is not long before the Xuantian tribe was established, and it is impossible to cultivate the Yangshen real person, but where did you recruit the ten Yangshen?"

Zhongguan Zheng was secretly shocked, "Si Tianjian not only recorded all the practitioners in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but the vast majority of practitioners, especially those with the upper class, have been practicing for many years, and most of them are recorded. They have never discovered any Yang Shen Zhenren, who have had any abnormal movements in this area. Are they all hidden people?"

"But since they are hidden people, why bother to participate in the changes in the court on earth? Could it be that they followed the will of heaven, but the Great Zhou should have such a disaster?"

"There is a Shouzhengdao Sect behind our Tianjian. Have these Yangshen Zhenren bet on their wealth and life for a weak new dynasty?"

"And, these Yang Gods may not be all unfamiliar faces."

"Then why didn't Si Tianjian notice which Yang Shens have been involved in the Xuantian Division? Could it be that the person who controls this information in our Si Tianjian was instigated by the Xuantian Division?"

His expression changed again and again. Just as he saw the Lord of the Xuantian Tribe suddenly raised his hand, as if he was about to order to attack the Taoist temple.

"Oops!"

The face of the Zhongguan suddenly changed and he turned his head and said, "See you, God Su, there are ten yang gods outside, three of which are not inferior to me. Moreover, the ten yang gods join forces, and I am unable to support myself and are not an opponent..."

Yunji nodded and said, "Go quickly!"

The little Taoist priest dared not delay and hurriedly ran backwards.

Yunji looked at Zong Ping and the other two who were pressed by the breath like a dead dog. He shook his head in disappointment, but pointed at the others and frowned, "These people..."

Zhongguan Zheng's eyes were cold and said, "Sheng Su does not allow us to kill, but today we must see blood. First, we will give two blood from Xuantian tribes to sacrifice to avoid Xuantian tribes coming to save them, but let them escape."

The clouds responded and went forward.

The two men of Xuantian tribe changed their faces and immediately cursed.

A soothing sound!

The clouds drew their swords and were out of the sheath, and the cold light was cold.

The leader of the seventh division of Xuantian tribe couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart and showed a little fear.

The old man in gray robe swallowed his saliva and said, "Yunji Taoist, don't be reckless. Everyone outside is from the Xuantian tribe. There are me and the head of the Seventh Division. You still have some chances... If you kill me and the Xuantian tribe will have no scruples anymore, you and the Zhongguanzheng will definitely not escape the disaster."

The leader of the seventh branch of the Xuantian Division took a deep breath and said, "Yunji, calm down. After I escape from the trap, I will definitely advise the leader of my Xuantian Division to try to spare your life."

Yunji breathed out and said, "The Xuantian tribe mobilized troops to come. It is impossible for him to return empty-handed. He wanted to save you and also wanted to kill us... Today, he had to send you two on the road, and there was a hike first. I am not a loss."

He made a seal with one hand, stood up on his chest, bowed, and said, "I'm rude."

As words fell, the sword light flashed.

The two masters of Xuantian tribe were banned from magic power and tied up here, without any resistance.

The sword light flashed, and blood splattered three feet away.

Two masters died here.

"Uncle Master..."

Zong Ping and the other two were oppressed by various breaths outside, and even breathing was extremely difficult and almost fainting, but fortunately they were not in danger of their lives.

But at this moment, seeing the blood of our uncle splattering three feet into his sect, his heart was still very complicated.

This uncle was never a good person and even wanted to kill them just now.

But this uncle is a member of this sect after all.

Moreover, the master's ability is at the top of the human realm, and he easily defeated the three of them.

But now he had no power to resist. He slashed with a sword and his body and head separated.

"Zhongguanzheng..."

At this moment, the little Taoist priest hurriedly ran back.

Zhongguan Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Where is the God?"

The little Taoist looked very strange. He opened his mouth and finally whispered: "The God will let us hold on for a while. After three or five hours, he will come out."

As if he was hit hard, his cheeks twitched and he said in a daze: "Three or five hours?"

If the ten great yang gods outside, nearly a hundred people, attacked them together, let alone three or five hours, they could persist for three or five breaths, even if he is a veteran, has a profound skill.

Yunji didn't expect that at the critical moment, Mr. Su was unwilling to take action, and his face turned pale at the moment.

The face of the Zhongguan changed, and he vaguely noticed something different in his heart.

There must be a problem with Mr. Su!

But there is a problem right now, and he can't think too much!

If the Lord Su killed the god the last time and left behind the troubles and could not resist the Xuantian tribe at this moment, then it would be useless to force him out. If the Lord Su had not lost his ability and had just been in seclusion at a critical moment, then he would go to force the Lord Su out and would inevitably anger the Lord, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

"This Su Daniu used to like playing pigs and eating tigers, and he was the most mysterious person, but this time, he was probably a false person."

The Zhongguanzheng looked gloomy and said to himself: "Is it because I am so completely this time?"

His thoughts changed, but his voice became increasingly popular, but he did not take action immediately.

It seems that there is no exploration of the virtuality and reality of the Qing Dao Temple on the Xuantian tribe. Out of caution, it did not directly attack.

"fine……"

Zhongguan Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, his expression was extremely complicated, and his thoughts moved, but he finally got rid of the idea of ​​finding Su Ting.

But his eyes looked at the two monks in Nanshan Temple.

The old monk and monk Mingding from Nanshan Temple also had a thunderous heart and his expression changed.

Zhongguanzheng looked over and said in a cold tone, "The two masters have been robbed by the Lord Su, but I am afraid that they will hold a grudge. If you are left here, I may also help Xuantianmen and deal with our Tianjian?"

Monk Mingding hurriedly said, "This matter is a misunderstanding, and the little monk and his uncle must have no intention of this."

Zhongguan Zheng's eyes were still cold and looked at the old monk.

The old monk lowered his head and said, "As long as the official is charitable, the old monk will be grateful and will never be resentful."

Zhongguanzheng said slowly: "What are the certificates?"

The old monk paused and asked, "What certificate does the Zhongguan need?"

The Zhongguanzheng said coldly: "Now that Xuantian tribe is outside, I let you out. After all, Nanshan Temple is a place enthroned by the Great Zhou court. It is reasonable to join forces with our Tianjian to fight against foreign enemies... You should make a vow to heaven first, join forces with me to deal with Xuantian tribe, otherwise, we will deal with you first today."

The old monk's expression changed and he looked at Monk Mingding.

Monk Mingding's face was just gloomy and unstable.

"how?"

The Zhongguan draws his sword and sneeres: "You don't want to fight with the Xuantian tribe. Could it be that Nanshan Temple still wants to get along with the Xuantian tribe?"

The old monk paused and said, "The ten great yang gods outside, more than a hundred people, were from Xuantian tribes. Even if the old monk responded to Zhongguanzheng, he would only die."

Zhongguan was raising his sword and hanging on his neck, saying, "You said, it's just that I just died sooner or later. However, Nanshan Temple needs a reputation. Some monks died to fight against the Xuantian tribe of the Xin Dynasty. Perhaps the reputation is better. Of course, the Su Shenjun inside may not be ignored when facing the Xuantian tribe attack. As long as we can fight for some, there will be a glimmer of life."

When the old monk heard this, he immediately pondered and said nothing.

Monk Mingding was also silent for a moment.

Immediately, the two monks looked at each other.
Chapter completed!