Chapter 952: Killing the Temple of the Flood Dragon (2)
Jian Chen followed Elder Hong and walked toward the deepest part of the temple. Finally, he came to a magnificent palace, and then directly opened the door and entered.
The palace was bright and magnificent, but the huge palace was empty, without a single person. Jian Chen and Elder Hong stopped in the center of the palace. Elder Hong said to Jian Chen, "Jian Chen, you are here. Just wait."
"Yes, Elder Hong." Jian Chen promised, looking around curiously.
Elder Hong withdrew, and the heavy door of the palace was closed again, immediately causing the hall to fall into a deathly silence.
Jian Chen stood alone in the palace and waited quietly, his expression calm and collected, without showing any signs of anxiety.
After a moment, Jian Chen's eyes suddenly condensed, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the top of the main hall. He saw that on the huge empty throne above, a woman had appeared at some point. Her arrival was so sudden, and there was no one there. Jian Chen didn't even notice the slightest sign.
The woman is about 20 years old, and her appearance is extremely beautiful. Even the words "love the country and the city" are not enough to describe her beauty. She is so beautiful that it is indescribable, so beautiful that it is suffocating, and her beauty is so beautiful that all the men in the world will go crazy for her.
Her beauty is as if she is a flower fairy in the sky, sacred and noble, so holy and inviolable that it is impossible for her to appear in the human world.
The woman was wearing a dark blue dress, with long turquoise hair shining with a faint blue light, pouring down like a waterfall, and draped over her shoulders very naturally. At this moment, she was sitting cross-legged on the throne of God, with a pair of as if Eyes that could captivate the soul stared at Jian Chen.
Seeing the woman's appearance, even Jian Chen's state of mind couldn't help but lose consciousness. Among the women he had seen, with such a wonderful beauty, only the Qin Shengtian Witch could compete with her.
"Is this the face of the Lord of the Poseidon Temple?" Jian Chen thought to himself, this was the first time he saw the peerless grace of a most powerful Saint Emperor.
Jian Chen quickly came to his senses, and immediately bowed his hands to the woman with respect, saying: "Jian Chen has met His Highness the Palace Master."
"Jian Chen, what do you want from me?" The master of the Poseidon Temple said, his soft and smart voice mixed with ruthless indifference, without any emotion, and the look he looked at Jian Chen was as calm as an old well. A pool of stagnant water.
"Palace Master, I want to go to the Jiao Temple and Tianling Temple to avenge the past and take back the things that were robbed back then." Jian Chen said.
The master of Poseidon Temple pondered for a while and said: "You want me to help you contain the masters of the other two major temples."
"Yes, this is exactly what I meant. I hope the palace master can help me." Jian Chen said, before going to the Jiao Temple and the Tianling Temple, he must restrain the Holy Emperor of the other party, otherwise, even if he Even with the Eight Desolate Temples and sacred weapons protecting his body, it would probably be a disaster.
Because the powerful Saint Emperor can already destroy the holy artifacts and the Eight Desolate Temples.
The master of the Poseidon Temple hesitated for a while and said: "People from our three major temples are not allowed to cross the territory without authorization, but you are just a guest of our Poseidon Temple, not a member of my Poseidon Temple. Therefore, you can freely step into the Heavenly Spirit." The territory of the temple and the Jiao Temple. If you go this time, challenge your former enemies in the name of revenge. It is best not to provoke the dignity of the other two temples, so as not to provoke the action of their temple elders. The masters of those two temples , I will help you contain them, you go ahead."
"Thank you, Your Highness." Jian Chen's face was filled with joy and he cupped his hands in thanks. With the master of Poseidon Temple secretly controlling him, he no longer had any worries.
At this moment, in a side hall of Poseidon Temple, Qing Yixuan, who was dressed in green clothes, was sitting cross-legged on the bed and practicing. At this moment, Qing Yixuan's expression changed with his eyes closed tightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, With a thought, he removed the barrier covering the entire palace and said calmly: "Come in."
Soon, a young man wearing the uniform of an envoy from the Poseidon Temple came in from the outside with a respectful look, raised his hands to Qing Yixuan and said: "Dear senior Qing Yixuan, the person you asked me to pay attention to has appeared. He I just came to the temple and walked towards the core area of the temple."
Qing Yixuan's eyes flashed, and her beautiful face was suddenly covered with frost, and she said: "I understand, you can go down."
"Yes, senior." The temple messenger responded respectfully and slowly withdrew.
After the temple envoy left, Qing Yixuan also stood up from the bed and said through gritted teeth, "I didn't expect that you didn't die in the Bahuang Temple. Although the remaining pictures of the Bahuang Temple are gone, the humiliation you did to me back then, I Qing Yixuan must get it back no matter what. Now that the old turtle is not around, I wonder who else can keep you. After I catch you, I will torture you to vent my feelings. Hate." As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Yixuan walked out of the palace directly.
Jian Chen left the main hall where he met the master of the Poseidon Temple, and then went to sit with Elder Hong for a while before leaving in a hurry, flying straight towards the territory of the Jiao Temple.
Jian Chen flew in the sky against the strong wind, and soon he was tens of thousands of miles away from the temple and arrived above a barren mountain range.
Jian Chen stopped on a towering mountain range, standing upright on the top of the mountain, with a teasing smile on his lips, and said: "Senior Qing Yixuan, I wonder how long you will follow me."
As soon as Jian Chen finished speaking, a stern murderous intention suddenly appeared, filling the void. In the void behind him, a long sword flashing with light cyan light suddenly appeared, stabbing at the speed as fast as lightning. Jian Chen.
Jian Chen snorted lightly and without turning around, the emperor's artifact instantly appeared in his hand, and he directly swept his sword towards his back.
"Ding." With a soft sound, the light cyan long sword coming from behind was deflected by the imperial artifact and stabbed from the side of Jian Chen.
"Emperor's artifact, this is emperor's artifact. If you don't want to do it, this is impossible. How can you have an emperor's artifact." A voice full of shock came from behind Jian Chen, and Qing Yixuan, dressed in Tsing Yi, appeared from the void. When he came out, a big cherry-shaped mouth stared at the imperial artifact in Jian Chen's hand with an incredulous look on his face.
Jian Chen slowly turned around and said: "Senior Qing Yixuan, I am no longer the person who could be bullied by you. Now that my strength has greatly increased, and I even have the emperor's artifact in hand, you are no longer me. rival."
Qing Yixuan's expression became solemn, staring at Jian Chen with envy and jealousy, gritted his teeth and said: "You brat, I didn't expect you to be so lucky that you actually have an emperor's artifact in your hand. This emperor's artifact must be You got it in the Bahuang Temple."
Jian Chen held the emperor's artifact and danced a sword flower casually, and said with a smile: "Yes, this emperor's artifact is indeed taken from the Temple of the Eight Desolations. I would also like to thank Senior Qing Yixuan for the fragmentary picture of the Eight Desolations. If there were no such With this broken picture, it is impossible for me to enter the Temple of the Eight Desolations, let alone obtain this imperial artifact."
As soon as he heard this, Qing Yixuan suddenly thought of the scene where he was robbed of the remaining map of the Eight Desolations, and his eyes suddenly burst into anger. He stared at Jian Chen fiercely. Looking at that look, he simply wanted to eat Jian Chen's flesh. , as if drinking Jian Chen’s blood.
Qing Yixuan's expression also reminded Jian Chen of the scene when he snatched away the remaining pictures of the Eight Desolations from Qing Yixuan's arms. A trace of embarrassment suddenly appeared on his expression, and he said with a faint smile: "Senior Qing Yixuan, the original I have offended you, and I will definitely make up for it in the future. I have important matters to attend to today, so I won’t accompany you. I hope that senior will stop following me.” After leaving these words, Jian Chen turned around and flew away, continuing on his way. .
Qing Yixuan was suspended in mid-air with a livid face, her chest heaved violently with anger, and her teeth were bitten by her. At this moment, the hatred for Jian Chen in his heart had reached the point where it could not be increased, but there was nowhere to go. Vent, not to mention how angry you are.
Because from the previous sword attack, she already knew that she was no longer a match for Jian Chen. The current Jian Chen was no longer the weakling she chased around.
"Ah." Qing Yixuan looked up to the sky and let out a long whistle. The rolling sound was like the sound of thunder, echoing continuously between the heaven and the earth, making the sky rumble. At this moment, she could only use the whistle to vent the frustration in her heart.
In the Tianyuan Continent, in a primeval forest, in the underground secret room of the Huanggu family, Huang Luan was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the secret room, constantly looking around the secret room with an expression of surprise and uncertainty.
"I have long discovered that there is something wrong with the technique that master gave me. I have informed my ancestors many days ago. Why haven't my ancestors come to pick me up yet?" Huang Luan thought to himself, with a hint of worry and anxiety in his expression.
At this moment, the door to the secret room suddenly opened, and the ancestor of the Huanggu family walked in from the outside.
"Disciple has met the master." Huang Luan immediately stood up from the ground and saluted the ancestor of the Huanggu family.
The ancestor of the Huanggu family had a gleam in his eyes. He stared at Huang Luan for a while and looked at it carefully, then smiled and said: "Disciple, I wonder where you have been practicing and how your progress has been since the master gave you the technique."
"Master, I haven't been home for a long time. I have been thinking about my family these days and have been unable to calm down to practice. I beg the master to let me go home to visit my parents." Huang Luan said with a pleading face.
Hearing this, the ancestor of the Huanggu family had a cold look in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it and said with a smile: "Disciple, this moment is a very critical step for you. You must calm down and practice. , don’t worry about other things in your heart, otherwise, it will definitely have a great impact on your future achievements. You should practice here with peace of mind. When you practice the skills I gave you to a high level, you will naturally become a teacher. Let you go home."
Huang Luan's heart sank slightly, he hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and said: "Master, if this disciple cannot go home, he will never continue to practice."
"Bold, you dare to disobey the master's order." The ancestor of the Huanggu family's face darkened, and he suddenly shouted, and even his eyes became sharp.
Huang Luan bit her lip lightly and remained silent. She was only the Sky Saint Master now, but the ancestor of the Huanggu family was a powerful Saint King. She had no power to resist at all.
The ancestor of the Huanggu family stared at the silent Huang Luan with a gloomy face, the light in his eyes flickering, and thought to himself: "It seems that this girl has probably seen some clues."
The ancestor of the Huanggu family left the secret room, but soon turned back, and in his hands, Shengran was still carrying someone, a pale old man, who was currently tied up with a thick iron chain.
When Huang Luan saw the old man tied up with five flowers, he was shocked and exclaimed: "Old ancestor."
The old man tied up with iron chains is none other than Huang Tianba, an old member of the Huang family.
PS: I don’t know if I was typing for too long yesterday. My typing fingers are not smooth at all today, and I don’t feel smooth at all. The update time for the second chapter is not fixed, and I am also mentally exhausted now. I don’t know if I can finish the second chapter. But in Chapter 2, it’s better not to wait any longer tonight,
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