This Qinglong's character is too strong.
Fear neither heaven nor earth.
However, Qinglong's strength is really number one in the entire Central Immortal Territory.
Even though the Grand Court Master is also a strong man in the ninth level of the Holy Realm, he is still a bit weak in front of the Qinglong Saint.
Unless it was the sword Su Wuming left behind in the sword-wielding court held by the master of the court.
Otherwise, he really is no match for Qinglong.
After all, the most ancient saint in the Central Immortal Realm is not just talking about it.
"Senior, let me go with you this time!"
The Grand Master thought about it and still felt that it was a bit unsafe.
Once something goes wrong between Qinglong and Su Yu in the temple, that will be the most troublesome thing.
After all, Su Yu's existence can be said to be the seed for the Sword-bearing Court to regain its ancient glory.
And Qinglong is the Dinghai Shenzhen of the Dragon Clan and the Sword-wielding Court. If something happens, it will be a huge loss for both parties.
Qinglong looked slightly unhappy.
"What? Is it possible that his small temple can still trap me?"
"That Holy Spirit Son, even if he has broken through to the peak of the Holy Realm, I can still beat him violently!"
The Qinglong Saint was a little disdainful.
The first court master smiled bitterly and could only look at the second court master for help.
The second court master was also a little helpless, and immediately said to Qinglong, "Master, let me go with you."
"you..."
Qinglong looked at the second court master up and down, as if he was doubting whether the other party's strength was enough.
Rows of black lines fell on the forehead of the second court master, and he couldn't help but said, "Master, I have reached the eighth level and am no longer a child."
"Hahaha, yes!"
Qinglong suddenly remembered that his great disciple was no longer the young boy he was before, but was already a top being capable of guarding one side.
"Then let you go with us!"
The Azure Dragon Saint waved his hand.
The master of the court nodded slightly.
Although the strength of the second court master is not as good as his own, as a strong man from the eighth heaven, he can still play a big role.
The only shortcoming is...
The master of the court looked at Su Yu, his expression a little heavy.
"Su Yu, I'm afraid this business is full of misfortune. Are you sure?"
The Qinglong Saint's face did not show any displeasure at the words of the court master. Instead, he looked at Su Yu quietly.
The corners of Su Yu's mouth raised slightly, with a look of confidence on his face.
"I also want to see what kind of Hongmen Banquet the temple has prepared for us."
"Hahaha, good! You are indeed my disciple!"
After listening to Su Yu's answer, Qinglong laughed and patted Su Yu on the shoulder. The smile on his face was extremely rich.
The master of the court couldn't help but smile when he heard this voice.
He took a deep look at Su Yu and said.
"Well, I won't stop you, but you have to remember that once something happens, even if you don't give up the opportunity of the holy mountain, you still have to return to your senior brother and master."
"Safety...is the most important thing!"
The smile on Su Yu's face gradually faded, and he could clearly feel that the master of the court cared deeply about him.
Su Yu took a deep breath and bowed slightly to the master of the court.
"I understand!"
The master of the court nodded with satisfaction.
Immediately he looked at Qinglong.
Qinglong also nodded slightly, and with a wave of his hand, a ferocious gash opened on the heaven and earth with his sword.
"Damn it, I was supposed to go to the temple a month ago, but so many things happened."
"This time, let's see where this Son of the Holy Spirit has the confidence to dare to fight with my sword-wielding court!"
The Qinglong Saint snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, he picked up the second court master and Su Yu, took one step forward, escaped into the void, and swept towards the direction of the temple.
Immediately afterwards, the cracks in the sky slowly healed.
The master of the court looked at the direction in which the three people were leaving, with a look of worry on his face.
"Why, I always feel that something big will happen during this trip to the temple!"
The master of the court murmured.
Jun Xiao on the side said softly.
"Don't worry, brother, with Senior Qinglong here, as long as the Holy Spirit hasn't broken through to the divine realm, there won't be any problems!"
"I hope so!"
The master of the court sighed, put his hands behind his back, and slowly looked towards the sword-wielding court square.
Above the square, the holy sword that had been suspended flashed with bursts of golden light.
...
Above the endless sea level.
A figure wearing a black robe slowly emerged.
At his feet, there was a small island standing quietly above the sea level.
And on the top of the island, there is a broken portal, standing there quietly, with cracks already covering it.
The man in black robe took a look and waved his hand, and a stream of dark aura slowly poured into the portal.
Immediately afterwards, the portal shook slightly, and a golden light appeared.
The next moment, the man in black robe stepped forward and walked into the portal.
When he appeared again, he was already outside the dilapidated palace.
Outside the palace, there stood a strong man from the Gumu clan.
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br> Perhaps it was because of the arrival of the men in black robes that these powerful men of the Gumu clan woke up one after another.
"Who dares to invade the place where Saint Canglan sleeps!"
An old voice sounded from one of the strong men of the Gumu clan.
"Jiejiejie, don't you even know Him?"
A strange laughter rang out from the mouth of the man in black robes, and jet-black air currents emerged from his body instantly, and terrifying fluctuations shook the entire ruins.
"He? You are..."
The pupils of the strong man from the Gumu clan shrank slightly, and he looked at the man in black robes in front of him in horror.
"snort!"
The man in black robe snorted coldly, ignored the strong men of the Gumu clan, and with a wave of his hand, he escaped directly into the palace.
The portal left by Saint Canglan seems to be nothing to the man in black robe.
Soon, the man in black robe came to the place where Su Yu and Saint Canglan fought.
Looking at the palace which had been turned into ruins, the man in black robe's expression did not change at all.
"Trash! You can't even kill a little Su Yu!"
The man in black robe cursed secretly, and finally seemed to think of something. As he waved his hand, the space in front of him was instantly distorted.
Immediately afterwards, countless tiny things rushed toward the man in black robes crazily.
The man in black robe looked at the fragments in the sky, and finally stretched out his skinny fingers and pinched them gently.
Only a drop of bright red blood appeared in the hand of the man in black robe.
The man in black robe put the drop of blood into his mouth.
It's like tasting it.
Suddenly, a violent aura burst out from the eyes of the man in black robes.
"This bloodline...is Su Wuming's bloodline!"
ps: Due to the author's background update, the content of tomorrow's update will be updated from 12 o'clock, and the original time period will be restored the day after tomorrow~
This chapter has been completed!