Chapter 462: You are worthy of touching the remains of the Great Sage, the Great Sage returns above Mocheng Fengdu [asking for monthly tickets]

Boom boom boom! ! ! The terrifying aura, mixed with the sound of chains swinging and whipping, exploded in the void, roaring! Death energy, corpse energy, divinity, Tao essence, calamity power, all kinds of power mixed together, black lightning-like power, constantly interweaving and raging on the skinny figure standing at the top of the white jade slide.

The chaotic and surging mysterious energy spread out and impacted the surroundings, causing the space to shake continuously like ripples!

The wild wind was howling, and the terrifying ripples were shaking! Chains were swinging wildly, like whips, lashing all around! The overwhelming pressure was mighty and overwhelming, crushing the heaven and earth, annihilating everything! Like a god or a demon!

Terrifying! Sitting in silence for thousands of years, just to protect Qi Tian today! Li Che wore the mask of Qi Tian, ​​and his eyes revealed a look of extreme horror!

At this moment, the Dao Fruits in his chest were all beating exquisitely. Each one became extremely active. Among them, the Immaculate Heart Dao Fruit even burst out with an extremely high warning! Danger! Danger! Danger!!!

The void was shaking, and an invisible wave spread in an instant! The powerful aura was like a sacred mountain towering into the blue sky, cut in half by a terrifying force, collapsed, and fell into the world, like a great seal that could not be stopped! Such a powerful, terrifying aura!

Even Li Che was horrified at this moment.

This seemed to be the most terrifying aura he had ever encountered!

The many Second Disaster Divine Tribulation Venerables present seemed to become insignificant in the face of such energy. They were unable to even display their spirit and were all forced back into their bodies!

That is an absolutely crushing level!

They are not on the same level at all!

"This is……"

"Three disasters all at once! Divine Tribulation Supreme!"

Li Che's pupils shrank! The Curse Corpse King who protected the Qitian Temple turned out to be a Supreme God who had overcome three disasters! To overcome two disasters was to be a Venerable, and to overcome three disasters was to be a Supreme! The pressure that raged across the sky danced wildly, covering the sky and the sun, as if the entire Qitian Inner City was trapped in endless oppression at this moment.

What surprised and shocked Li Che even more was that this skinny figure was actually the founder of Qitian Temple! The founder of the world's number one divine sect!

He is not dead! Qitian Temple fell from its peak. For unknown reasons, the inner city was closed and most of the strong men in Qitian Temple were buried.

Earlier, when the gates of the inner city of Qitian Temple were opened and Li Che saw the many powerful men of Qitian Temple in the past who had transformed into corpses to protect the temple, he thought that all the powerful men of Qitian Temple were dead.

But no one would have thought that the founder of Qitian Temple could sit there for thousands of years without dying, and he was still holding on to his obsession to protect Qitian. Now, the inner city of Qitian Temple was reopened, and everyone arrived in front of Qitian Temple.

Completely breaking free of the shackles, he transformed into the Curse Corpse King who protects the temple! He restored his aura and cultivation to their peak state! He became a terrifying existence at the level of the Three Disasters Supreme! He could not be stopped...

Every Dao fruit in Li Che's chest was a warning.

At this moment, Li Che also understood that even if he tried his best, he could not stop this Three Disasters Supreme! Under Qi Tianzhi's face, Li Che frowned slightly.

Feeling that something is wrong.

He took an imperceptible step back, trying to get away.

As the head of the family and the pillar of his daughter Xixi and wife Zhang Ya, Li Che must always uphold the belief of saving his life.

Even under the extreme concealment of the Sleeping Dragon Elephant's aura, Li Che felt that the Temple Guardian Corpse King, who was transformed by the founder of Qitian Temple and possessed supreme combat power, would definitely be able to spot his whereabouts.

Therefore, Li Che felt that he needed to be more cautious.

Boom——!!! "Madman! Really a madman!"

The Black Bull Demon God, who was carrying the purple gold beam across the sea, couldn't help but reveal a look of horror in his eyes.

“He actually held his breath for thousands of years without becoming immortal, just waiting to become the guardian of the temple today! How could there be such an old thing?”

The Black Bull Demon God cursed.

At this moment, under the impact of the supreme pressure, every strong man who broke into the temple was horrified.

The leader of Zifu Divine Sect, Zhang Wuji, had a fluttering Taoist robe and flying black hair. His face was solemn, but also a bit of admiration: "What a good belief..."

"After sitting there for thousands of years, he has already become an old man, and his fighting power is only one tenth of what it used to be. The founder of Qitian Temple once stood at the top. He was the Supreme of the Three Calamities, and the Third Calamity even survived two calamities. He was the strongest person in the world at that time."

“But now, time has finally cut off his elegance and fighting power. The reason why he has been unwilling to transform into a temple guardian corpse king so early is probably because he doesn’t want to lose his strength over time.”

“Even if I transform into the Curse Corpse King that protects the temple, as time goes by, my power will weaken and I will never reach my peak again.”

“When the inner city is opened and the strange temple comes into being, it will inevitably attract the covetousness of powerful people. The founder of Qitian Temple chooses to transform into the Curse Corpse King who protects the temple and will burst out with the most powerful combat power!”

Zhang Wuji took a deep breath, and his robe fluttered tightly against his body.

His eyes were fluctuating and turbulent.

"But this Qitian Temple founder Fang Xinyuan was able to endure the loneliness of sitting for thousands of years, facing the torture of his own increasing decline, and enduring the slashing of time like a knife. What kind of obsession did he have to be able to do this?"

"Qitian... Is protecting Qitian so important? Is it worth it?!"

Zhang Wuji exhaled and concentrated.

"Amitabha……"

"The Curse Corpse King who protects the temple has just transformed into a cursed corpse, and his power has not yet reached its peak!"

"Everyone, don't hide it... Since you dare to come to the Qitian Temple, I'm afraid you are already mentally prepared."

"We thought we were going to face a temple guardian corpse king who had been sealed away for ages and whose breath was exhausted. However, we never imagined that he was a person of great perseverance who had persevered for thousands of years and was willing to turn into a corpse only when faced with a crisis."

"But fortunately, when the Cursed Corpse King was just transformed, it was also at its weakest!"

"Everyone, suppress it together!"

The sound of chanting the Buddha's name is like rippling sound waves, and the Buddha's light shines into the sky, but it is extremely cold.

But I saw the ascetic monk with cicada pattern from the Buddhist land of the Western Regions standing on the white jade slide, with his palms clasped together, his monk robe flying continuously, and his solemn voice echoing endlessly.

"Who is this founder of Qitian Temple who is trying to stop the great enemy who is defending Qitian Temple? Anyway...it can't be us."

The Black Bull Demon God smiled coldly. Although he was curious, his hands did not stop moving. He slammed the sea purple gold beam to the ground fiercely.

The next moment, he tore open the void with his five fingers and probed into the Qianyuan space.

He suddenly pulled it out, and an extremely huge demon pill was beating violently!

Boom boom boom——

There was a glow flickering inside the demon pill, and a substantial demonic aura as powerful as a silk thread was interweaving around it.

The three disaster patterns on it exude the terrifying aura of the Three Disaster Demon God Supreme.

The Black Bull Demon God suddenly threw the demon pill out!

Instantly, countless demonic energy rolled together, and divine nature surged like a tidal wave! Boom! ! ! The space was shaking violently like a rag!

A figure formed by the gathering of demonic energy, slowly condensed with the Supreme Demon Pill as its origin, and the terrifying pressure made the space seem unbearable as it raged out.

The ascetic monk with cicada patterns from the Buddhist land of the Western Regions also took out a string of Buddhist beads and threw it up suddenly. In an instant, the Buddhist beads burst into light, reflecting a terrifying giant Buddha across the sky, with an aura that was not weaker than that of the Supreme Demon God!

The Wushen Priest of Wushen Mountain took out a piece of crystal clear finger bone, which also exuded the aura of the Supreme Being.

A flag of gathering immortals appeared in the hand of Emperor Lu Wenchang of Dajing, shining brightly, as if an emperor was lying in wait.

Zhang Wuji from the Zifu Divine Sect and the female Guanyin from the Purple Bamboo Forest of the South China Sea also took action one after another.

One after another, supreme aura burst out and appeared across the sky, fiercely suppressing the founder of Qitian Temple who had transformed into the King of Cursing Corpses who protected the temple.

It was obvious that these people came prepared.

It had even been predicted that the Cursed Corpse King, the guardian of the Qitian Temple, might be a powerful being comparable to the Three Calamities Supremes!

Boom——!!! Waves of unimaginable pressure instantly enveloped the entire Qitian Inner City, and even the terrifying pressure penetrated and spread to the Outer City. At this moment, this city that straddled two worlds began to shake violently!

In the inner city of Qitian.

Many cultivators almost collapsed to the ground, crushed by such terrifying supreme pressure.

I could only breathe deeply to ease the shock in my heart!

Everyone looked in the direction of the Qitian Temple, horror and shock in their eyes.

Supreme pressure!

Did the inheritance of Qitian Temple actually break out into a supreme-level battle this time? ! The Three Disasters Supreme, not visible in the human world! In the human world, there may be three-disaster-level existences, but such existences can no longer even set foot in the human world, because they are too powerful. Once they set foot, they will be absolutely targeted by the will of heaven and earth.

Of course, we can't say it's too absolute. Perhaps there is a supreme being who has mastered mysterious means and can return to the human world.

But it is undeniable that the Three Disasters Supreme has long become a legendary existence in the world.

Everyone has only heard the legend but has never seen the real thing.

But today, they felt the collision of the supreme pressure, as if a supreme war was about to break out! Many people's faces changed, and the movements of their hands exploring the palace kept getting faster and faster.

Because of the outbreak of the war, perhaps in the near future, great changes will occur in the Inner City of Qitian. These cultivators who come here only for resources naturally have the goal of plundering resources, so they have to race against time.

Try to get the resources when a big change happens in Qitian Inner City.

In the inner city of Qitian, with the birth and revival of the temple guardian King of Cursed Corpses, the sound of terrifying roars shook the entire city.

The eyes of those cursed corpses that were scattered around the temple suddenly turned red and they roared in response.

Chaos swept across the entire Qitian Inner City in an instant.

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The Temple of Qitian stands on the peak of the mountain, with countless billowing strange mists swirling on both sides, pouring down like a waterfall!

Death energy, shackles, and corpse energy are raging across the world, dancing wildly and intertwining!

The skinny founder of Qitian Temple turned into the Curse Corpse King who protected the temple. His aura seemed to have recovered to its peak and entered the realm of the Three Disasters Supreme! He roared and soared into the sky, with a powerful will surging and rolling wildly between heaven and earth.

"Protect Qi Tian!"

"guard!"

"war!"

The sound was like thunder, and it exploded and roared! The corpse qi turned upside down, and the founder of Qitian Temple pushed forward with a punch, and countless corpse qi swept upside down, hitting the power of the supreme demon pill sacrificed by the Black Bull Demon God.

Ba Lie Wushuang, the demon-shaped figure transformed by the supreme demon pill he hit was almost about to fall apart.

Such a fierce scene is simply amazing! Even the Black Bull Demon God was trembling at this moment, worried that the Supreme Demon Pill he offered would be blown up! Fortunately, there are also the foundations of the Western Region Buddha Land, Wushen Mountain, Dajing, Zifu, and Zizhulin, all of which are supreme-level power! Almost turned into a round of scorching suns rising across the sky, trying to melt the corpse and death of the founder of Qitian Temple and suppress him completely! The fierce battle collided in the air, and the sky above Qitian Temple seemed to be cracked, the supreme-level aura continued to surge, and the power of the Three Disasters level stretched across like a dragon and python.

Boom boom

It was as if thunder was exploding in the sky, and a terrible and oppressive atmosphere was surging.

However, the Temple Guardian King of Curses was ultimately suppressed at this moment.

The supreme power of each major power was brought out. This was to take advantage of the fact that the founder of Qitian Temple had just transformed into the Curse Corpse King and his strength had not yet reached its peak, and to completely suppress him! "It's really fierce! Although what we have sacrificed are not the true bodies of the supreme beings of each race, they are all the underlying power of the supreme beings, which is extremely impressive!"

"This severely injured Qitian Temple ancestor who has been sitting in meditation for thousands of years, transformed into the Cursed Corpse King, can actually burst out with such powerful power..."

"He won't be able to use the power of the supreme beings of our races to suppress us, right?"

The Black Bull Demon God stared at the battle scene above the sky, which was covered with strange fog like a tide, and his face trembled violently.

Then he suddenly swung up the purple gold beam that spanned the sea, took a big step, and went upstream towards the inclined white jade slide under the supreme pressure.

Run towards the strange temple!

He planned to take advantage of the fact that the Curse Corpse King, who was guarding the temple, was stopped and rush into the Qitian Temple to seize the Three Pure Ones' magical weapon, the Ruyi Golden Cudgel!

The Black Bull Demon God was also very clear that it was uncertain whether the supreme foundation of many forces could completely suppress the founder of Qitian Temple.

Therefore, we must fight for it immediately!

The demon clan occupied Qitian City for five hundred years and had been planning for such a long time. If they didn't get the magic weapon, what a huge loss it would be!

The Black Bull Demon God was arranged out from the Ten Thousand Great Rivers and waited in Qitian City for five hundred years.

How could he give up such an opportunity so easily! "Where is the Hundred Thousand Great River Demon God? Follow me!"

The Black Bull Demon God carried a purple gold beam across the sea, and his evil spirit raged wildly into the sky, rushing rapidly towards the Qitian Temple.

The Green Lion Demon God, the Spirit Water Demon God, and the other four demon gods in the One Disaster and Three Calamities realm, followed immediately without any hesitation!

The other side.

The ascetic monk with cicada pattern put his palms together, and a golden cicada floated up behind him, flapping its wings, and several ascetic monks followed.

You can also climb up the white jade slide.

All the forces knew that they had to take advantage of the delay of the terrifying Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King with supreme combat power to collect the divine weapons, or even...

Seizing Qi Tian's corpse! "Dou Zhan is the holy Buddha of our Buddhist sect, and his corpse should be taken back to our Buddhist sect!"

The ascetic monk with cicada pattern is chanting, Buddha's light is shining, and he is galloping at high speed.

On the other side, the Great Emperor rolled up his sleeves and floated out. Zhang Wuji of the Purple Mansion Sect, the female Guanyin of the Purple Bamboo Forest, and the Wushen Priest of Wushen Mountain also set out one after another! The supreme power collided in the sky, and even if it was just the fluctuations that fell down, it was enough to make the space fluctuate, making these second disaster masters feel boundless pressure.

But no one wants to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Trying to break into the Qitian Temple!

The [Dragon Elephant Vajra] Dao Fruit in Li Che's chest was beating violently. He raised his head and took a look at the Supreme Battle obscured by the strange objects above. Chains swept across, demonic energy collapsed, and Buddha's light shattered. He only felt the terrible aura that easily tore through the sky and broke everything.

A battle of supreme level...

This is not something that Li Che can contend with today. A supreme strong man who has overcome the three disasters and mastered six or more kinds of calamity power is a true existence standing at the top of the world.

He couldn't intervene in the battle, so he just ignored it.

Although the pressure is strong, Li Che possesses the Pure Heart Fruit and can ignore this pressure!

His target was locked on the Black Bull Demon God, the second disaster.

Take the opportunity to find an opportunity to strike!

Li Che tapped his toes and his body instantly shot out, causing the space to explode, and he stepped on the white jade slide to go upstream!

The large white jade square in front of the mysterious temple is vast and boundless.

Everyone climbed the mountain and landed on the large flat ground. Their sights were naturally fixed on the magnificent palace that shone brightly.

Qitian strange temple! Everyone was excited.

And when everyone arrived at the large square in front of the strange temple.

In the inner city of Qitian Temple, all the cursed corpses who guarded the temple became crazy. They no longer attacked the monks who were looking for the resources left behind by Qitian Temple.

It was as if he had received some call.

They gathered madly in the direction of Qi Tianfeng, trying to rush to the big platform and stop those who broke into the temple!

The scene is truly spectacular and shocking!

"A bunch of dead bodies. They are already dead, but we still have to guard them... It's ridiculous!"

The Black Bull Demon God took a glance at the rather shocking scene below the mountain and sneered, "The Qitian Temple... who is still guarding it? No one is guarding it!"

"You are a bunch of dead people, you can't protect me!"

The Black Bull Demon God's face turned grim.

Bang——

The demonic energy was lingering, like a hurricane, rushing towards the strange and tightly closed temple door of Qitian Temple! The distance of hundreds of feet could not stop his figure at all! Not only the Black Bull Demon God, but also the ascetic monks of the Western Region Buddha Land, the Great Jing Emperor, Zifu Zhang Wuji and other two disaster strongmen, all set off one after another! They could not intervene in the supreme battle, but the supreme battle was not the point. The point was the inheritance and opportunity in the Qitian Temple! Although the Black Bull Demon God said that Qitian belonged to the demon clan, the cicada pattern ascetic monks of the Western Region Buddha Land said that Qitian belonged to the Buddhist sect...

But, in fact, everyone knows it.

Qi Tian...

It was the Yulian camp! At least, before his final fall, Qi Tian was one of the gods in the Yulian camp!

Qi Tian represents Yu Lian! The camps represented by the Black Bull Demon God and other powerful people all have a consensus, which is to kill Yu Lian and cut off Yu Lian's inheritance!

Therefore, they had to do their best to attack the Qitian Temple, divide up Qitian's inheritance and magic weapons, and make it impossible for Qitian to revive! The purple gold beam across the sea was swung by the Black Bull Demon God, like a big pillar, and rushed out fiercely, hitting the door with a thud! Instantly, an extremely heavy sound was emitted, like the sound of a war drum beating!

Invisible ripples spread in circles, flooding and surging! The door was knocked open with a crack, and the majestic divinity madly vented out from the strange temple!

The Black Bull Demon God felt as if all the pores on his body were opening up!

He laughed loudly, carrying the purple gold beam across the sea and charging out again!

Boom, boom, boom! Every collision was done with all their might! Finally, the tightly closed door was knocked open, and the auras of many powerful men burst out, and the power of disaster entangled them, like a hundred boats competing in the current, rushing towards the Qitian Temple!

They were scrambling to be the first! With the opportunity in front of them, no one was willing to give up easily, and they would give up the opportunity that would allow them to ascend to the Three Disasters and impact the Supreme in the future! Li Che wore the Qitian Mask, his eyes were deep, and the Sleeping Dragon Elephant was stimulated to the extreme.

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They were also moving at full speed, as if stealing in the darkness, following closely behind the crowd.

The gate of the Qitian Temple was wide open, and countless divine powers were released wildly! However, just as many powerful people were about to rush into the Qitian Temple, the sound of a long river rushing and surging water rang out.

Then, everyone's heart was slightly shaken.

Then they discovered that a long and vast river was rolling across the sky, crashing down fiercely and blocking everyone in front of them.

"who?!"

The Black Bull Demon God took the lead, rushing to the front like a wild bull. Seeing the long river of righteousness blocking his way, he immediately became furious! He swung the sea-crossing purple gold beam in his hand down with a bang, wanting to smash the long river to pieces!

The long river rolled up and turned into a punch that smashed out! Boom——

The terrifying collision erupted with a loud bang.

A long river of righteousness exploded, a Confucian robe fluttered, and a figure floated down, retreating several steps on the white jade ground of the strange temple.

His beautiful beard fluttered in the wind as he turned around, revealing an elegant face.

The Black Bull Demon God had a majestic aura, and demonic energy was raging on his sturdy and strong body. His copper-bell-like eyes were slightly narrowed as he stared at the figure in Confucian robes.

"Who are you?"

He didn't recognize Fang Hanshu.

After all, Fang Hanshu was not very famous before.

Li Che, who was hiding in the darkness, was slightly stunned, confused and bewildered.

Great Elder Fang Hanshu...

Why did he make a move at this moment? Moreover, he was facing this group of Second Disaster Venerables who were showing their cultivation! At this moment, except for the four demon gods and Li Che, the strong men present were basically strong men in the Second Disaster Realm. Fang Hanshu floated down at this critical moment and blocked them.

Isn't this seeking death?

Li Che knew Fang Hanshu's strength, and he had already stepped into the realm of divine calamity.

But... that's all, I have just stepped into the realm of divine calamity.

Even if the Great Elder hides the identity of the God Hunter Killer of the God Hunter Pavilion, it is just an identity and will not bring any improvement in the Great Elder's strength.

The vast river behind Fang Hanshu rolled wildly, and slowly rolled into a white spear of great power in his hand.

"The descendant of Qitian Temple, the unworthy descendant of the Fang family, Fang Hanshu."

"Today, protect Qi Tian."

The righteous spear in Fang Hanshu's hand shook, and he lowered his eyes and said lightly.

If it weren't for his identity as a member of the Fang family, Fang Hanshu would never have come to Qitian City, and he would have been too lazy to come to Qitian City.

"The Fang family? The Fang family, an ancient family in Jiangnan Road? The Fang family that teamed up with Haoran Academy... to amass wealth and make the people of the wealthy Jiangnan Road extremely poor?"

Emperor Dajing, Lu Wenchang, said with a sneer.

He knew too well the nature of this ancient family.

Although they knew that the Fang family was related to the Qitian Temple, the Qitian Temple had been in decline for so many years that the Fang family had long since stopped recognizing themselves as the descendants of the Qitian Temple.

"Yes...so, my descendants are unfilial."

Fang Hanshu held the spear at an angle, his beautiful beard flying in the wind. He raised his head and looked at the ancestor of the Fang family who, in the swirling strange fog, had resolutely transformed himself into the King of Cursing Corpses to protect the temple, and he sighed softly.

The Fang family's ancestral teachings and obsessions have long been completely forgotten.

After all, Qitian Temple had long been destroyed, and the Fang family today never considered themselves to be the descendants of Qitian Temple.

Fang Hanshu also does not recognize the current Fang family and has nothing to do with the Fang family in Jiangnan Road. The only surviving members of the Qitian Temple are Fang Hanshu and his sister Fang Shangzhen.

In fact, Fang Hanshu had hesitated whether he really wanted to fight for a divine sect that had been destroyed for a long time, because fighting for it was very risky, even with the risk of death.

But it was not until he saw that the ancestor of the Fang family was willing to sit still for thousands of years in order to protect Qi Tian, ​​and today he drew the corpse qi and death qi into his body and transformed himself into the corpse king who protected the temple.

Fang Hanshu then understood the significance of the family obsession of protecting Qi Tian.

Emperor Lu Wenchang of Dajing looked at Fang Hanshu indifferently.

"You are quite courageous, daring to stand up at this moment. Unfortunately, you are just a cultivator in the first disaster realm. What can you protect?"

"Is there any point in risking your life to protect a deity in the Qitian Temple who has nothing to do with you?"

There was a hint of sneer in the tone of Emperor Lu Wenchang of Dajing.

The Black Bull Demon God held up the purple gold beam that spanned the sea, with murderous intent in his eyes. The ascetic monk with cicada patterns in the Western Regions had a cold face. Zhang Wuji of the Purple Mansion sighed softly. The woman Guanyin in the Purple Bamboo Forest had a blank expression...

Since Fang Hanshu wanted to stop them, it was tantamount to cutting off their chances, so they naturally would not hold back.

There is nothing wrong with beating Fang Hanshu to death.

Li Che used the Sleeping Dragon Elephant and watched in secret, and couldn't help but frown.

However.

Fang Hanshu laughed softly, and shook the spear in his hand that was condensed from the vast river.

"Scholars, there is a phrase called sacrifice one's life for righteousness."

"In this generation of the Fang family, we can't let my stupid sister uphold the righteousness of our ancestors, right?"

"So, I'm the only one left."

Fang Hanshu looked back at the empty Qitian Temple with only a stone coffin.

Let out a breath gently.

"Qitian, made the Fang family achieve glory."

"But now... the last defense."

"Qitian, Yulian, our Fang family... doesn't owe you anything."

"Grand Supervisor, please."

Fang Hanshu's beard danced wildly, and his eyes suddenly burst into an extremely brilliant light! The next moment, a tortoise shell emitting a warm glow appeared in Fang Hanshu's palm. He clenched his five fingers and the tortoise shell was crushed to pieces.

The aura of Fang Hanshu began to rise steadily! Sacrifice for justice!

Sacrifice your life for justice!

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Divine Capital, the Second City.

The octagonal double-eaved dripping Qintian Tower.

Ninth floor.

There was a divinity interweaving on the emperor's face, his whole body was blurred, and the golden light of luck continued to interweave around him.

The ninth floor of the treasure building is extremely spacious and vast.

The eunuch was sitting upright on the back of a black tortoise, holding a piece of tortoise shell in his hand.

At the door of the ninth floor.

Fang Shangzhen and Yue Taofu, two deputy chief supervisors of the Imperial Observatory, stood quietly.

"Qitian, Yulian, our Fang family... doesn't owe you anything."

"Grand Supervisor, please."

Suddenly.

A sound suddenly rang out throughout the entire ninth floor. The sound... seemed to come from the tortoise shell in the hands of the Grand Eunuch.

Fang Shangzhen at the door suddenly raised his head and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Han Shu?"

The eunuch sighed softly.

He raised his head, his eyes moving under the blurry face.

It was as if he recalled the time when the top scorer in the imperial examination came to visit him and said that he was a young and noble man from the surviving family of Qitian Temple.

"It's Yulian..."

"I owe you."

In the vast ninth floor.

The sound of soft sighs echoed.

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Boom——!!! When Fang Hanshu’s aura was rising steadily.

The expressions of the Black Bull Demon God, the Cicada Pattern Ascetic Monk, and the Witch God Priest all changed slightly!

"Is this... the power of the Grand Supervisor? He is borrowing power from Gongshu Guigu!"

"He's courting death! He definitely can't withstand Gongshu Guigu's power of heaven and earth!"

"Protecting Qi Tian? So many years have passed, what else is there to protect?! And you're risking your life to protect him! Idiot!"

The sound of silent cursing continued.

The many powerful men who had knocked open the gates of the Qitian Temple no longer hesitated, and rushed towards Fang Hanshu to suppress him! The power of the Grand Supervisor...

They dare not underestimate it.

Even the supreme leaders of various powers dare not underestimate the Grand Eunuch Gongshu Guigu.

because……

This man.

It can represent the will of heaven and earth! Moreover, time is extremely tight. After all, the supreme background they showed was not the Supreme’s personal presence. It was probably just to delay the growing aura of the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King! Therefore, they must fight quickly!

In front of the strange temple, a powerful and terrifying aura suddenly exploded!

Demonic energy, Buddha's light, divinity, the power of disaster, all kinds of power, swept like a hurricane, the void was like a rag, and cracks were intertwined! Li Che raised his hand and gently touched the Qitian mask on his face.

Let out a breath slowly.

Li Che didn't have any obsession with protecting Qi Tian.

He simply felt that if the corpse of the Great Sage fell into the hands of these guys...

It is indeed an insult to Qi Tian.

Are they worthy of getting their hands on the remains of the Great Sage?! Of course, if it was really impossible, Li Che would not force himself to fight. He would retreat when he should. Living in this world, one must tread on thin ice. Stability has always been Li Che's primary survival principle.

However, now everything is planned...

Let’s do it first! “Do it!”

My heart was moved.

Li Che's face suddenly raised up, he took a step down, and the whole person rushed out silently.

at the same time.

The four demon gods who brought one disaster and three calamities, Green Lion, Spirit Water, Nine Eyes and Giant Claw, also burst out with demonic energy. Following closely behind the Black Bull Demon God, they suddenly accelerated and approached the Black Bull Demon God!

The Black Bull Demon God, who was carrying a purple gold beam across the sea and was about to launch a terrifying attack towards Fang Hanshu, had just lost his old strength and was about to regain his new strength.

Suddenly, the four demon gods burst out with all their strength at the same time, ignoring the suppression of the demon clan's rank, and killed the Black Bull Demon God.

Bang, bang, bang, bang——!!! The Black Bull Demon God was completely unprepared and was caught off guard!

The evil spirit exploded, skin and flesh were torn apart, and blood spurted out!

"What are you doing?!"

"Looking for death!!!"

The Black Bull Demon God was shocked and angry, with murderous intent raging! What was going on?! Why were they attacking him?!

Suddenly.

The Black Bull Demon God raised his head and found that a huge black portal had crashed down and swallowed him instantly.

Fang Hanshu's aura continued to rise, and the Haoran spear in his hand kept shaking.

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the huge city gate that had swallowed up the Black Bull Demon God.

Fang Hanshu recognized it immediately.

That is...

Ink City Fengdu!

Underworld!

Above the gate of Fengdu city.

The divine monkey stood upright like a stick, with golden blood gushing out and dancing wildly behind him, like a cloak hanging for thousands of miles! It was like...

The Monkey King is back!

(End of this chapter)