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"Master Zhuo, are we going in like this?"

Sikou had cold sweat on his forehead and his legs were weak. This ancestral temple was extremely heavily guarded and had many restrictions. If he broke in, he would definitely die.

"Go in! Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Zhuo Wen's indifferent voice sounded in Sikou's ears.

Sikou smiled bitterly in his heart, but he did not dare to disobey Zhuo Wen's order. He took a deep breath and walked towards the ancestral temple.

The guards guarding the gate of the ancestral temple are not weak in cultivation, they are actually the strong ones of the Creator.

The two guards had already noticed Sikou. When Sikou came to the door, one of the guards stretched out his right hand and stopped Sikou.

"This is an ancestral temple, what are you doing here? Do you want to die? Get out of there!" the guard scolded coldly.

Sikou did not say anything or leave. Instead, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from his body, like a mountain, which instantly pressed on the two guards at the door.

Before the two guards at the door could react, two sword lights pierced their eyebrows. The two of them didn't even hum before their souls collapsed and fell at the door.

As soon as the fluctuations in the battle ground occurred, the entire ancestral temple was shocked.

The strong men hiding in the ancestral temple are like night owls in the dark night, rushing out from the ancestral temple.

"Who is it? How dare you kill the guardian of the ancestral temple, how brave you are!"

A middle-aged man was the first to rush out of the ancestral temple. His eyes contained overwhelming murderous intent, and he immediately saw the helpless Sikou standing at the door.

"You die!"

The middle-aged man understood in an instant that the scared and helpless Sikou in front of him should be the culprit. Without giving Sikou a chance to explain, he swung the spear in his right hand and flew towards Sikou.

Sikou's face was pale and bloodless, and he secretly thought that it was over. This middle-aged man's cultivation was not weak, he was actually at the late stage of creation level. However, Sikou's cultivation level was far from being fully recovered. He was only at the early stage of creation level now, and there was a gap between him and the middle-aged man.

It's obvious.

However, before the middle-aged man could get close to Sikou, he was blocked by two sword lights.

These two sword lights were the Blood Immortal Sword and Death Sacrifice Sword that had just killed the guard at the door.

The middle-aged man retreated continuously. When he had no way to retreat, his eyes split and he couldn't help but scream. His whole body was pierced by the two sword lights, and he couldn't die anymore.

Both the Blood Immortal Sword and the Death Sacrifice Sword are artifacts at the peak of the Creation level. Any divine sword can compete with a peak-level Creator, not to mention that this middle-aged man is only a late-stage Creator.

"Sikou, enter the ancestral temple!" Zhuo Wen's voice sounded in Sikou's ears.

Sikou had no choice but to follow Zhuo Wen's instructions and step into the ancestral temple. When he saw the figures rushing out of the ancestral temple, his heart was beating fast and he was extremely nervous.

Whoosh whoosh!

Several more figures came over and tried to kill Sikou, but unfortunately, they were all blocked by the Blood Immortal Sword and the Death Sacrifice Sword, and several of them were killed.

Sikou slowly approached the ancestral temple, and more and more powerful men appeared in the ancestral temple, surrounding him in circles and launching extremely fierce attacks.

The Blood Immortal Sword and the Death Sacrifice Sword surrounded Sikou, and the sword light flickered, but Sikou could see that it was already difficult for the two divine swords to resist.

Moreover, in the ancestral temple, there were even peak creation-level strong men. Those few peak creation-level masters alone knocked the Death Sacrifice Sword and the Blood Immortal Sword to the point of collapse, and could not protect them for long.

When the Death Sacrifice Sword and the Blood Immortal Sword were about to lose their hold, a more terrifying sword light emerged from the small world attached to the corner of Sikou's clothes.

The terrifying thunder and fire energy spread in all directions with Sikou as the center.

The energy of thunder and lightning and flame flashed alternately. The faces of several peak creation-level Phoenix Clan powerhouses who were about to defeat the Death Sacrifice Sword and the Blood Immortal Sword changed drastically. They didn't even have time to retreat before they were swept away by the thunder and fire energy.

Go in.

The energy of thunder and fire was so terrifying that these Phoenix Clan experts, who were at the peak of creation level, screamed in pain.

However, their screams did not last long, as a sword light flashed out from the thunder and fire field, directly passing through the eyebrows of these powerful men.

These Phoenix Clan experts, who were at the peak of Creation Level, died without even a single groan. Their bodies were burned into piles of ashes by the thunder and fire.

"A bunch of scumbag ants bullied my younger brother in front of me. They really don't know how to live or die! Today, I beat you to the point where you don't even know your parents!"

After wiping out several Phoenix Clan experts at the peak of Creation level with one blow, Xiao Hei screamed loudly and in a strange voice, cut through the void and rushed into the group of other Phoenix Clan experts in the ancestral temple.

These powerful men of the Phoenix clan who rushed out from the ancestral temple were basically just the masters of creation.

Although they are strong, in front of Xiao Hei, they are just trying to do whatever they want, and they are basically no match for Xiao Hei.

"Keep going! Enter this ancestral temple!" Zhuo Wen's voice sounded again.

Sikou nodded. After Xiao Hei came out, he felt much more relaxed. He knew that the Thunder Fire Sword was Zhuo Wen's highest-level artifact. It was a powerful artifact in the mid-Tongtian level.

Unless they are the two fire gods guarding the ancestral temple, otherwise, the other strong men of the Phoenix clan will be scum in front of the Thunder Fire Sword.

"You are so brave! How dare you break into the ancestral temple and seek death!"

A loud shout like thunder came from the depths of the ancestral temple, and immediately a terrifying offensive condensed into a sharp sword shape and struck Sikou's vital parts.

The power of this sword was too terrifying, with unparalleled murderous intent, and it directly locked all Sikou's escape routes.

Sikou's heart rose to his throat. In this sword shape, he felt the smell of death. Just like that, his feet stood on the spot as if they were taking root, motionless.

"It's over!"

Sikou was so frightened that his face stiffened and his eyes dimmed.

Boom!

However, just when Sikou was about to sit back and wait for death, a figure flew out of the big world at the corner of his clothes, and then punched the sword-shaped sword that came from him.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of intensive collisions resounded endlessly, and soon the terrifying sword shape was directly exploded by this person's punch. The energy ripples formed by the collision spread in all directions in a ring-like shape, forming a vast

wave of energy.

"Sikou, come into my big world!"

Before Sikou could react, Zhuo Wen grabbed him by the collar and took him into the big world.

And he stepped through the door of the ancestral temple and entered the ancestral temple.

However, the moment he stepped into the ancestral temple, he immediately felt a resistance, and dense formation ripples appeared around him.

He knew that there should be a rather powerful formation restriction in this ancestral temple.

"Hmph! It's just a creation-level defensive formation, break it for me!"

Zhuo Wen snorted coldly, and also punched out, using the formation method to break the formation and landed on the formation restriction.

There was just a click, and the formation restriction at the door was instantly broken by Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen took advantage of the situation and entered the ancestral temple.

"Rat, how dare you!"

The moment Zhuo Wen entered the ancestral temple, the master who blasted out the sword shape from the depths of the ancestral temple had also rushed out. Seeing Zhuo Wen actually entering the ancestral temple, he became furious and chased directly into the ancestral temple.

But soon, he saw the young man entering the ancestral temple. He did not run away. Instead, he turned around and looked at him mockingly. At some point, he took out a divine bow and arrows in his hand.


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