Deep in the wild desert, an ancient and desolate palace complex stands among them.
I don’t know how long this palace complex has existed. It has endured thousands of years of wind and sand. Although it is mottled, it still stands.
In the main hall of the palace, six people were sitting around, and two huge strange statues were enshrined behind them. One had kind eyebrows and kind eyes, like Cihang Pudu, and the other had eight arms and four heads, holding a mountain-breaking ax, which was particularly ferocious.
The six people sitting around were divided into two groups, with four people on one side and only two people on the other. But the momentum of these two people really overwhelmed these four people.
"The situation is like this. I think it is my duty to restore the glory of the Holy Religion. I wonder what the four holy envoys think?"
On their side, a tall man sitting closer to the statue said with a smile. This man looked to be in his early thirties, his voice was as rich as a bell, and his face had a high-spirited spirit.
The man sitting below him had a strange face. There were actually two sides of yin and yang on his face, half of which was as fair as usual, and the other half had a face as heavy as a jujube. It was obvious that he had a lot of skill.
On this side of the four people, sitting with his hands hanging down was a scholar in white clothes. He looked solemn and said slowly: "You two, this is not our intention to delay. It is really a big matter and it is not easy to decide.
Careful consideration is required.”
The man with a yin and yang face said coldly: "Your Majesty said he would consider it today and he would consider it tomorrow. Could it be that he was delaying it intentionally?"
"What's wrong with you procrastinating?" Sitting next to the white-faced scholar, the giant-like man smashed the armrest of the seat with his palm, stood up and glared at the two of them and said angrily:
"kill!"
"Yeah, shit doesn't stink so much." Cong Mingyuan shook his head.
The two golden lights that fell to the ground finally dispersed, and two figures appeared in front of everyone.
Temple Eight:???
"There is nothing necessary to say, but he only needs to know that Zhang Sanfeng and Ming Yuan are both sacred objects enshrined by our Holy Religion for thousands of years, but what just appeared is clearly the Buddha's Light. When did our Holy Religion confront these bald donkeys?
Have you ever broken off a relationship?”
The leading scholar exclaimed and looked at the woman surnamed Qiu in disbelief, "He has actually practiced that kind of magical skill. No wonder he dares not think of becoming a leader!"
"Hmph, I have heard for a long time that the Seven Little Holy Envoys are stationed in the temple, so they have taken action. Today you will see how little they are capable of and whether they are capable of guarding the temple."
I flashed, turned into a streak of white light, and rushed out first, followed closely by the eight others. The yin-yang-faced woman glanced at the woman surnamed Qiu, who nodded, and also turned into a stream of light and rushed out.
"Seventh brother, they are also going back. What does it look like to see brothers fighting like this in front of the Holy Mother King?" The young man who calls himself "Seven Little Holy Messengers" and has been sitting with his hands hanging down also said.
The white-faced scholar said: "You are indeed an unparalleled talent in the Holy Religion over the past seven hundred years. He has returned from the abyss and has two levels of skill. You are looking forward to the day when he will lead the Holy Religion and restore the glory of your Holy Religion.
At that time, among the seven of you brothers, only Yang Gui will obey."
"Senior Brother Duan."
Although my words were harsh, the meaning behind them was the same as that of this strong man. He clearly said, "If I want to lead you, I must first become a leader." It was also telling us to get out.
The woman lowered her hands, frowned, and said, "We are here to ask for help. How could we be so reckless? Let him get in first."
"What Yang Gui means is that there will be enemies in the Abyss?" The scholar's brain is obviously not very useful, but the information I know is obviously that the woman surnamed Qiu said, "He is the only one who has retreated into the Abyss.
What’s going on outside?”
"Senior Brother Duan, since you have taken out all the magic weapons, let's keep them for beating the enemy." The woman surnamed Qiu reluctantly pulled on Duan Hou's sleeve.
"Boom!"
"Huh?"
"Alas, Brother Long still has a little more courage." The woman named Qiu shook her head, seeming to be disappointed, "You thought that the leader of the Seven Little Holy Envoys should be different."
"Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao!?"
The woman surnamed Qiu's eyes also flashed with ice and heat. I stretched out my hand and gathered a burst of white air out of thin air. I stretched out my hand and pulled out a small flag from the white air.
Although I was used to those seven people, being able to tip Zhou Zhang to invite him in person showed that I recognized the strength of those people. But the strong man was sent back to where he was without knowing it, which proved that the person on the other side
Simply terrifying.
The eight people who came here immediately knew what bad things to do.
The woman surnamed Qiu still spoke, but the yin-yang-faced woman first taunted in a strange way: "Hey, are the Seven Little Holy Envoys from the Shizhen Temple? Why, there is such a small basket in the temple, and as soon as you know about it, you still have to
I ask those of you who know that the world is low and the earth is low?"
"Brother Long, are you really thinking about it again?" The woman with a voice like a bell also stood up, stared at the white-faced scholar seriously and said:
"Lao Zhang, he found out that there is one, and that guy is quite good."
"I know. According to Buddhism in the sky, even the bald donkeys from Tianyin Temple will only die after retreating from the abyss. But that Buddha's light..."
"Pfft."
Our wild and wild place is almost the most beautiful place in the world. What is the young man behind you saying? The scenery is beautiful?
"Temple Demon Banner!"
"call!"
Just now I saw the strong man's body glowing with treasure, and he was so powerful. The two of them subconsciously used a combined attack skill to deflect my attack and bounce it back. Unexpectedly, the eight people behind them seemed to have no reaction at all.
Let us send this strong man back to where he came from, even with a look of confusion on his face.
The other seven people also hurriedly followed.
"Rules are not rules." The scholar known as Brother Long is also willing to show off his strength.
"Courageous!" the strong man roared angrily: "Two big brats, if they dare to come and cause trouble in your holy religion, they will be killed!"
I saw a huge white crack, which was turning into reality, appearing in the sky below the low tower, as if the sky was being torn in and out. It was filled with the cries of ghosts and ghosts, and the gloomy air made people shudder.
Shu Binbin spit out a mouthful of sand and sighed: "That sand is so delicious."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The woman with a yin and yang face also stood up with a warm face, and white and white light rose from her right and left cuffs, obviously she was going to use a powerful magic weapon.
"In the Holy Religion, if the Seven Small Churches are not controlled by the mouth, the other major sects can be ignored. Now, you have the support of the Changsheng Church and the Hehuan Sect, and you are almost different from the leader. Find the next one.
The seven of you are just slowing down your retreat."
"Fortunately, I am able to kill Shu Binbin as a righteous person." The woman named Qiu's face was full of solemnity, and she cupped her fists and cupped her hands, "I know the nicknames of these two people, and what sect they are from?"
The woman surnamed Qiu shook her head and said, "You think your intelligence is very limited." Then she looked at Brother Qiu with pity. What a shame for everyone. It's a pity that I'm stupid. It's just me. The guy next to me looks like a Taoist priest.
People are also taking small sips of the clear air with explosive PM2.5.
Finally, with a "pop" sound, Ming Yuan opened a hole and spit out two rays of golden light. Then it turned into reality and disappeared into the void quickly. From the perspective of the eight people on the bottom, it seemed that
It's like running for his life.
"This is too bad. You haven't had anything to eat for a long time. It's up to you to pay for the meal."
"This..." The scholar couldn't help but speak.
Brother Qiu, it is true that he has experienced the darkness of white darkness, which is very valuable. Even in the windy and sandy desert, Shu Bin felt very friendly, "Excuse me, where is that place? Oh, the scenery is very beautiful."
The eight people were shocked by the two strange-looking people who suddenly emerged from outside the Shura Tower, and subconsciously followed my question and answered.
Brother Qiu is like a construction site supervisor, shouting and giving orders with his hands behind his back.
The hand of the yin-yang-faced woman made eight of the seven people across from me stand up and stare at me with kind expressions. However, this person seemed to have no idea and was not afraid at all. Instead, he puffed out his chest and raised his hand.
The light shines brighter.
"Zhang Sanfeng!"
The scholar was interrupted when he was about to speak. After looking around for a while, we saw this handsome young man. He raised his hand and waved, "Hey, they are bad. Have you eaten?"
The woman surnamed Qiu had just finished speaking when suddenly there was a golden light in the door.
"But..." The giant wanted to argue something, but he heard the old man say enthusiastically: "Sit down!"
The white air emitted by the demon flag was like a ghost crying, and it divided into two ghost claws in mid-air, grabbing at the heads of the two people.
The two people looked extremely embarrassed, their clothes were in tatters, and there was a lot of blood. But our spirits seemed to be wrong, and we didn’t even bother to look left and right.
Before Qiu Wangyu finished speaking, another bright and dazzling Buddha's light emitted from the white crack. Even this special white and dark abyss, which was like an eternal night, blocked the golden Buddha's light and kept twisting.
As soon as he arrived at the door, the white-faced scholar determined his direction and rushed towards a strange low tower in the palace complex.
"Since ancient times, the Seven Little Holy Envoys have always guarded the Wilderness Temple and only listened to the orders of the leader. You, my brother, saved your face for them two, but you just told them to hold their heads and get out! Who are they?
, are you worthy of your brothers’ public support?”
"Are you still afraid of him?" Duan Hou, a woman with a yin and yang face, also turned over his hands, and an ancient bronze mirror appeared in each hand, shining with white and white light.
"Duan Hou, you and my mother have tolerated him for a long time!" This giant-like strong man bumped his fist, and a pale white light flashed past. Under my ten fingers, a pair of silver-white finger tigers appeared.
Punch and jab, "Will he fart again?"
"He's saying that someone with no skill from the Buddhist sect can actually fight his way out of the Shura Pagoda?"
"Yes, there is something to eat..."
The other seven people all took a breath. It was obvious that the white flag was extremely ordinary. But the scholar turned to look at the white crack behind him with a serious expression. I knew in my heart that since the woman named Qiu had such a valuable treasure as the Heavenly Demon Banner,
If they are all sacrificed, the enemy must be mortal.
After careful verification, the two of them followed the smell and walked to the small hall. When they saw the two statues of gods enshrined, they all showed clear expressions, "The case has been solved. Is it possible that those enshrined things smell bad and pollute the air? Hey,
They turned around and bulldozed those two things. The worst they could do was burn them, because they polluted the environment too much."
"Consider them lucky." The yin-yang-faced woman glared at the seven people opposite her, extinguished the light under her hands, and sat back down.
"I know." Although this young man looks like a white-faced scholar, outside the eyes of those eight people, he seems to be less majestic than the emperor. Hearing my sharp words, all eight of them shuddered and sat back in their seats.
"He will wait first."
"If you have some strength, do you dare to say that you want to integrate the Holy Religion, which has seven hundred young people in disarray?" A confident smile appeared on the face of the woman surnamed Qiu.
"Xuanyin ghost energy!"
The fist under my hand lit up with a killing white light, like a tiger pounced down and landed on the spot.
"How did Ming Yuan open?" Eight people came to Zhang Sanfeng and looked at the huge crack. The scholar turned his head to the woman surnamed Qiu and asked: "Yang Gui, can he see anything?"
Once you understand, we have been in the Shura world for several months, and Shu Binbin even died outside once. Suddenly, from such a place full of blood-evil energy that affects intelligence, we returned to the human world where we entered and exited, let alone
It's a desert, even the septic tank...
The eight people hurriedly avoided, and the two ghostly auras were like the wrath of hell demons, hitting the ground, raising dust all over the sky, and leaving two deep huge pits in place. The sand in the pits had not been affected by the powerful force.
It is refined into a solid crystal plate, and the white color like ink can be dispersed after a long time.
Then the scholar in front of him stood up and gave a hasty bow to the two people opposite him.
The other seven people all looked at the strong man in shock, even the one named Duan Hou mocked him.
However, my smile disappeared in the last moment, because behind the two people opposite me, a Tai Chi diagram as small as one person appeared out of thin air, and my two ghost claws were involved in it. As it rotated, it shot out again.
return.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Although your seventh brother is reckless, my words may not necessarily make sense. The Seven Little Holy Envoys are the front face of the Holy Religion and will stand in any team. The two
If I want to gain your support, I’d better wait until Yang Gui becomes the leader.”
"Well, let's take our leave now." The woman surnamed Qiu finally stood up and said: "Brother Long, if I change my mind at any time, I can come to you at any time. Your Changsheng Hall has been guarding the temple for generations, and our two families can also be considered neighbors.
, we should have less intimacy and less proximity..."
"Their septic tank exploded, why is there such a smell?" Brother Qiu asked with a frown.
Unexpectedly, no one cared about me at all. Brother Qiu frowned and said to Shu Binbin next to him, "Did you use too much force again?"
That reminded Shu Bin of Xin Shuangqing, who was killed by a shock wave from me when we came out of Old Changchun Valley in Tianlong World.
"What do you mean, enemy?" Duan Hou was stunned for a moment.
I moved the two mirrors together toward the middle, and there was a "click" sound. The two mirrors had not yet turned into one, a regular quadrilateral, with the four hexagrams engraved on the bottom, and the positive and negative yin and yang bronze mirrors.
We looked at each other, and the first one turned our attention to the woman surnamed Qiu. The white-faced scholar took the lead and asked: "Yang Gui, is there something wrong with your brain before you retreat into the abyss?"
A sense of absurdity arose in the hearts of eight random people, running for their lives? Is there any power that can match the most terrifying white-dark abyss since ancient times? Who can make it escape? Doesn't it have your own consciousness?
"It seems that you two want to say something." No matter how bad-tempered the woman surnamed Qiu was, she was still irritated by the contemptuous attitude of the two brothers. She fluttered a small flag in her hands, billowing white air filled the air. When I was young, there was already paint behind me.
White as ink.
"It's a fart secret." The white-faced scholar showed a frustrated expression for the first time, "Something has happened, go away slowly!"
"Shu Bin, the holy religion has been dormant for seven hundred years. Do you care about how few more years it will last?"
"Then... what is that?" The woman surnamed Qiu looked at the seven people opposite in surprise, "Is it some secret of the temple?"