Since the Lingxiao Temple in the Dayan World suddenly had six more gods, Ancestor Juefeng and Ancestor Juefeng retreated to Ancestor Juetian and said, "Brother, what should I do now?"

The ancestor Juetian was not allowed to be cautious, and said coldly: "Dragon Clan Secondary God, Demon Clan Secondary God, Haven't you seen enough yet? If you don't leave now, when will you wait?"

As soon as the ancestor Jueyun finished speaking, a crack appeared in the void. The sky was just sunny and sunny. At this moment, the wind suddenly became strong, lightning and thundering, and a huge dragon appeared and loomed in the thunder clouds. The huge dragon sounded shocked everyone.

A demon dragon fell from a height of tens of millions of meters. Its eyes were larger than the black iron gate of the Lingxiao Temple. A pair of long dragon horns grew on the head of the dragon, and there was huge energy on it.

"Long Shimo, the noise you created is quite loud!" The second god and demon cast of the demon clan also slowly walked from the void, and every step he took was ripples in the void.

Long Shimo opened his eyes slightly and said lightly: "Haha! He shrank into an inch and stepped thousands of miles. It seems that your control over time and space is not very ordinary?"

"Can you calm down for a while?"

As soon as the voice fell, another creature came out of the void, a godlike creature with a head of dragon. This is the Fuhaiji God who was injured by Xinglong, the head of the Lingxiao Temple, a few days ago.

Fu Haici Shen stared at the front, glared at the Lord of Heaven, and said, "Xing Long, let's settle the old accounts this time."

"Accompany at any time!" said the Lord of Heavenly Court lightly, his expression did not change at all.

"The last time Fuhaiji Shen almost died at the hands of our Lord of Heaven, how dare you challenge him? You are so brave!" said a woman wearing purple hair and red clothes.

"Junior, you're looking for death!"

When the Fuhai Ji Shen heard that the creatures in the Dayan World dared to expose his wounds, he was immediately furious. A huge palm fell from the sky, like a meteorite falling from the universe. If he was hit, even a cultivator in the ninth level of the Creation Realm would probably be wiped out.

"Nan Awu Ami!"

The palm of the Fu Haiji God was trapped in a piece of Buddhist scripture as soon as he touched the woman in red. The Buddhist scripture seemed to be spiritual, covering the palm layer by layer, just like the scorching sun in the sky, emitting a shining light.

"I have accepted this supreme emperor weapon. The donor of Fuhaici, I thank you on behalf of the Buddha for your kindness. Amitabha!" A monk wearing an orb robes and holding a worn wooden fish said to Fuhaici.

The monk's beard is very slender, and there are nine ring scars on his head, emitting waves of golden light.

"Damn..."

Fu Haijiji couldn't help but swear, which hurt very much, but in order to save his face, he said calmly: "If you like it, take it!"

The monk's behavior made Ning Xiaochuan think of an acquaintance, but since he stood with the Lord of Heaven and the others, his cultivation should be good, and he is probably the second god of hidden world.

Ning Xiaochuan said: "Elder Yue, have you seen this monk before?"

Yue Mingsong shook his head and said he had never seen it before.

"He is a Taoist monk in our Great Sun Pure Palace, named Bodhidharma. He disappeared 50,000 years ago. He didn't expect to be alive. I just saw him in the image of the Great Sun Pure Palace." Monk Tan Qian didn't know when he came to Ning Xiaochuan and bowed respectfully to the Great Sun Pure Palace.

"It turns out that it comes from the Great Ridge Palace. No wonder I said why he looks so similar to Monk Tangan? What kind of successor is there for any ancestor!" Ning Xiaochuan thought so in his heart.

"Bharma, I haven't seen you for 50,000 years, but you still haven't quit your greed?" said an old Taoist wearing a Taoist robe and holding a whisk.

"It is the Supreme God Ancestor of our Taoist Sect. When he became the God Lord 50,000 years ago, he suddenly disappeared. I didn't expect that I could see him again in my lifetime, and I died with my eyes closed." The old Taoist in a Taoist temple said excitedly.

"Dragon Ancestor, his appearance is exactly the same as the statue of our Dragon Clan. He must be the ancestor of our Dragon Clan!" Some creatures of the Dragon Clan worshiped the huge dragon entrenched on the Lingxiao Temple.

The dragon clan they mentioned was naturally not the dragon clan of the Shenhe civilization, and there were naturally dragon clans in the Dayan world.

"The beautiful woman behind the Lord of Heaven should be the emperor and empress. Unexpectedly, she also broke through and entered the realm of a second god!" Yue Mingsong touched the stubble on his face and said.

In the Dayan World, the second god of the Shenhe civilization appeared on the Lingxiao Temple at once, which made everyone completely breathless. After negotiations, a result was finally obtained, and the fourteen second gods fought seven battles one by one. Of course, the loser had to give the other party a heart of the continent as a bet. After all, the destructive power of the second gods was too great, enough to destroy everything.

The younger generation of geniuses also fought seven battles, and the bets were the same. Every time they lost, they had to give the other party a heart of the continent.

"The second god in the Dayan World is really stupid. He actually agreed to the suggestion of our ancestor Juetian. Isn't this giving us seven hearts to us for nothing?" A young man from the Asura clan said disdainfully.

"It's too early. I heard that there is a genius in the Dayan World. Many young people from our Asura clan died at his hands. I guess it's not that simple!" said an elderly monk from the Asura clan.

"Ning Xiaochuan, right? I hope he won't disappoint me at that time. I'm so damn!"

"It's not Ning Xiaochuan, but the Son of Cultivation. It is said that he broke through the sixth level of the Creation Realm a hundred years ago. Now that a hundred years have passed, no one knows how terrifying his cultivation is. It would be great if I could be his slave!" A woman from the Asura clan said excitedly.

"You are Ning Xiaochuan, right?" The Zijin Emperor stood in Lingxiao Temple, staring at Ning Xiaochuan.

Ning Xiaochuan bowed respectfully to the Zijin Emperor and replied: "That's right."

"Ancestor!" Zi Hanyan knelt down at the Zijin Emperor and shouted respectfully.

"Well, it's good, get up! You have cultivated the Zixia Sutra to a small achievement at a young age. I only cultivated the Zixia Sutra to the beginning at your age. I have a great chance to surpass me in the future. I am worthy of being a descendant of my Zi family! Haha!" At this time, the Zijin Emperor was not like a warrior at all, but more like an old man who was nurturing his age.

"This is not a place to talk, so let's go to Lingxiao Temple to chat! By the way, let's talk about the current situation of the battle with them." Su Zangtian said.

"Wow!"

A hundred meters away slowly rose in a gate. Ning Xiaochuan, Xue Lingxu, Yue Mingsong, Zi Hanyan, Monk Tangan, Xiaolinger and Xiaohong all followed the footsteps of the Zijin Emperor and entered the Lingxiao Temple.

The Lingxiao Temple is very spacious, and the buildings are all made of black iron outside the sky. Even a supreme in the eternal realm cannot cause any damage.

"Sit down!"

"Yes!" Ning Xiaochuan, Xue Lingxu and others responded in unison.

"The second god of the Shenhe civilization will fight against us one by one, and the younger generation will also fight seven battles. I believe you all know it, right?" asked a middle-aged man in a dragon robe.

"I know." Ning Xiaochuan said lightly.

"Ning Xiaochuan, we have decided to include you, Xue Lingxu, Yue Mingsong, and Zi Hanyan in the battle of the young generation. Are you willing?" asked the Zijin Emperor.

"This is related to the future of the Dayan World. As long as you win, you can get more hearts of the continent. Only by collecting sixteen hearts of the continent can you open the ancient formation. Therefore, you must not lose." Su Zangtian said seriously.

Ning Xiaochuan replied without considering it at all: "I am willing to fight with the creatures of the Shenhe civilization!"

"I am willing to fight with the creatures of the Shenhe civilization!" Yue Mingsong and Xue Lingxu also said.

If even the Heavenly Court is captured, the Dayan World will be over, so Ning Xiaochuan must stand up, even if it is broken into pieces.

"Okay! OK! OK!"

The Lord of Heaven said three good words in a row and said, "From today on, you can use the resources of Heaven at will. Don't be polite about what you need. In addition, there are three other geniuses who will also participate in this battle. You can get to know each other!"

As soon as the heavenly court finished speaking, three people walked out of the back pavilion and walked out slowly.

Two men and one woman, the man looked so handsome, and the woman was indeed very beautiful, with white collarbone, plump figure, and three thousand silver hair hung around her waist. She was covered with a white veil on her face, which was like a fairy-like existence. A very familiar fragrance spread to Ning Xiaochuan's mind.

Ning Xiaochuan was sure that he knew the woman absolutely. Ning Xiaochuan was also very familiar with the fragrance on his body, "Who is she?"

Ning Xiaochuan searched all the familiar women in his mind, and finally, he suddenly remembered an old friend who might have died. Could it be her? But how could it be?
Chapter completed!