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Eight hundred and fifty fifth chapter Tianxin Temple

The words of the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared made Zhong Zihao a little confused, and the other person's answer made him even more confused.

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Zhen Buduo, and I currently serve as the master of Tianxin Hall."

Speaking of Tianxin Palace, the middle-aged man had a look of pride on his face and said: "Even if I, the warriors of Tianxin Palace, are in the Demon Burial Abyss, they all stick to their true intentions, change their destiny against the will of heaven, and do not cultivate demonic energy."

"To this day, even if the Tianxin Palace has less than a hundred members, it is still one of the top forces in the Burial Demon Abyss. And our Lord, the Palace Master, is still one of the top ten supremes!"

Zhong Zihao was slightly moved. Although the Tianxin Temple was still clinging to the past and adhering to the rules, their perseverance in Taoism would definitely not be sustained by those without great perseverance.

Then his face softened slightly: "I wonder what the senior is looking for?"

Zhen Buduo nodded and said seriously: "Tianxin Temple received news half a year ago that a member entered the deep canyon. I immediately guessed that it should be a human warrior who had just come in from outside."

"Because of the huge Demon Burial Abyss, apart from the new arrivals, only the warriors from the Tianxin Palace are not infected by the demonic energy. And I have come all the way, just to save you!"

Zhong Zihao finally understood the purpose of the other party's visit, and said with a wry smile: "Senior, you are worrying too much. My purpose of entering the Demon Burial Abyss is for the demonic energy."

"quibble!"

Zhen Buduo's face immediately changed, and he was furious: "Young man, it's time to turn around and never let yourself down. I think you have been hesitating, and you haven't been infected by the evil spirit for half a year."

Speaking of which, he was also a little confused. Even if he only stayed in this place for three months, he would not be able to resist the evil energy. However, the man in black robes in front of him actually survived for half a year. He must be a person with extraordinary talent.

But this kid didn't admit that he was imprisoned, and even said that he entered the Demon Burial Abyss on his own. How could there be such an ignorant person in the world?

Therefore, his belief in "salvation" of his descendants has become stronger.

"Senior, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Zhong Zihao's situation was completely unexplainable, but seeing the other party's good intentions, he had no choice but to clasp his fists in salute and prepare to retreat.

Zhen Buduo immediately ran away and shouted: "You are stubborn! Since you insist on doing this, I can only take you back and think of a solution."

After saying this, the majestic true energy surged, he raised his hand and raised a tapered thin sword that exuded a terrifying aura. In an instant, a bright silver sword light shot out of the air.

Strictly speaking, this strange-shaped magic weapon does not look like a sword, but rather like a giant needle magnified a thousand times.

The thin sword was pointed out one after another, and several cracks appeared in the void around the two people, as if they were about to break at any time.

Zhong Zihao's anger surged, and he was also angered by Zhen Buduo's unreasonable behavior. He had to invite people in this way?

He immediately dodged several rays of sword light, and the God-Slaying Sword had already appeared in his hand. He quickly advanced towards Zhen Budu with one step of his step.

"drink!"

A loud shout rang out, Zhong Zihao forcefully pumped his arms and slashed out with all his might while falling.

At this time, he was only at the early stage of the Divine Realm, and his source of force was simply not comparable to that of his opponent. He could only fight with strong physical strength.

"Keng...dang!"

The sound of metal clashing sounded, and Zhong Zihao directly chopped the sword light into pieces and engaged Zhen Buduo in close combat.

"Boom!"

The tyrannical energy escaped and shattered several nearby boulders. Zhong Zihao only took a few steps back, while Zhen Buduo retreated dozens of feet, with energy and blood rolling all over his body.

He was instantly horrified. How could this boy's physical strength be so terrifying? Could it be that he was one of the few who practiced physical training? No wonder he was not afraid of the erosion of demonic energy.

As soon as he thought of this, he moved his hand even more sloppily. He raised the thin sword at an angle, and the sword light cut through the void, spreading towards Zhong Zihao like a dense giant net.

With the previous lessons learned, Zhen Buduo decided to stay away from his opponent and subdue this kid with a cultivation level two steps higher.

Zhong Zihao frowned slightly, and he could tell what the other person was planning at a glance.

Immediately, the obscure runes in his hand filled the air, and a huge black net instantly covered the sky, and an area of ​​more than ten miles in radius suddenly fell into darkness.

"call out!"

The empty hand was instantly sacrificed, and when it reappeared, it was already beside Zhen Buduo, with the God-Slaying Sword already placed on the latter's shoulder.

The darkness dissipated, and Zhen Buduo seemed to have not recovered yet. He couldn't believe the scene in front of him. He had never seen such magical powers before, and he had never even heard of them.

"I'm old. Not only do I lose my strength, I'm even blind this time. It's up to me whether I want to kill him or cut him into pieces." Zhen Buduo sighed and gave up resistance.

"Let's go, take me to your Tianxin Temple."

Unexpectedly, Zhong Zihao suddenly sheathed his sword and said something that left Zhen Buduo confused.

I had tried to persuade him nicely before, but this guy had dismissed him. Now that no one has stopped him from leaving, why did he still go to Tianxin Palace?

"What are you doing standing around, why don't you hurry up?"

When he was lost in thought, Zhong Zihao said something again.

"Why?"

Zhen Buduo really couldn't control himself and asked the biggest doubt at the moment.

"There are so many reasons. Either you die and lead the way, or you die!" Zhong Zihao shouted softly.

When he saw how persistent the people in Tianxin Palace were, he was really interested. These people's will was so firm. If he had the chance to conquer them, they would definitely be a great help to him.

As for bargaining chips, for warriors who insist on practicing with the power of heaven and earth, there is nothing more tempting than letting them return to the Nine Heavens World.

"Huh, I'm afraid you'll have no chance to come back if you go." Zhen Buduo snorted coldly.

As long as he returns to the Tianxin Palace headquarters, no matter how many tricks this kid has, he will not be able to stir up much trouble. You must know that the Lord of the Palace is a well-known Supreme Realm powerhouse in the Burial Demon Abyss.

"You don't have to worry about it now!"

Zhong Zihao didn't seem to be worried at all. After finishing speaking, he followed Zhen Buduo on the road.

Zhen Buduo was very familiar with this area and avoided the places where demon cultivators often haunted. The two of them had a smooth journey. In less than a month, they arrived at a towering mountain peak.

This mountain peak is obviously different, the energy of heaven and earth is much richer than other places.

Come to think of it, in the entire Demonic Burial Abyss, it would be difficult to protect such a treasured land without strong force to deter it.

"See Hall Master Zhen!"

All the way into the mountains, warriors greeted me from time to time along the way.

Zhong Zihao noticed that although there were not many people in Tianxin Palace, as Zhen Buduo said, the energy in each of these people's bodies was extremely pure and had not been infected by evil spirits.

It's hard to imagine how this group of people have been able to do this in a place like the Burial Demon Abyss for thousands of years.

"Is the Master of Zuoqiu Palace here?"

Arriving in front of an impressive hall, Zhen Buduo asked a guard.

After he finished speaking, he specifically turned his head to look at Zhong Zihao who was following him, and thought to himself: This guy really didn't shed tears until he saw the coffin. How come he still looks like an old god is there even when he has arrived at the headquarters of Tianxin Palace?

"But Hall Master Zhen is back, and I am looking for you!"

Suddenly a majestic old man's voice came from inside.


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