Naturally, everyone saw it and couldn't help but get nervous.
No one wanted to see the Holy King actually enter the temple.
The Saint King paused briefly before snorting domineeringly, "Your incomplete willpower alone is enough to stop me. It's a fool's dream! You haven't recovered from the injuries I caused you back then, haha!"
Everyone's face changed drastically.
Back then, could the Holy King have hurt the will of this temple?
So, he had forced his way in back then?
Doesn't that mean you already have experience?
The fact that he can come again this time shows that he has a clear idea in mind and is confident to a certain extent.
Everyone became more nervous.
After the Holy King finished speaking, he threw a punch!
With a puff.
Like hitting leather.
The Holy King's body shook.
The air in front of him was like ripples on the water, with a wave spreading out faintly.
Without stopping, he punched again.
Then I heard some puffing sounds coming from the scene.
Every punch made everyone's heart tremble.
The crowd had dispersed far away.
Because the momentum of his first punch alone was enough to kill a large number of human cultivators in the front row.
With such power, who would dare to get close?
There was no one within a few hundred meters in front of the temple.
But everyone was a cultivator, so they could naturally see with their naked eyes everything that happened in front of the temple, and they could also hear the Holy King's furious roar.
I don't know how many punches were thrown in total.
Finally, there was a snap.
Like shattered glass, the Holy King stopped.
"I told you, you can't stop me."
His face was a little flushed, but he was in a very good mood and couldn't help laughing wildly.
Then he walked forward again.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Could it be that the will of this temple has been destroyed?
Otherwise, how could he move forward safely?
One step, two steps, three steps, four steps, five steps...
After only five steps, he stopped again.
In front of the temple gate, a figure suddenly emerged from the void.
Everyone widened their eyes.
They were not mistaken, someone did walk out of the void.
But the person who came was very strange.
This man's entire body was wrapped in golden armor, and his face was completely covered, so it was impossible to see what he looked like.
The man in golden armor stood upright, holding a golden gun in his hand.
He stood there with his head held high, as if he was the only one in the world.
Looking coldly at the man in golden armor in front of him, the Holy King was somewhat moved.
The voice of the man in golden armor came, sounding very old.
"After not seeing you for so many years, I'm surprised that you've made such great progress in your cultivation. But you can't enter. Go back quickly. Everything in the temple has nothing to do with you!"
"Not destined for me? Why not? The inheritance you left behind is naturally based on fate, but you shouldn't have chosen the successor. That's unfair to me!"
He shouted angrily at the king.
Everyone was dumbfounded and confused.
Who is this man in golden armor?
Could it be that this inheritance was left by him?
Is he the founder of the continent?
Oh my god, it turns out...
Everyone's heart began to surge with shock.
No one expected to meet the owner of this temple today.
The man in golden armor said, "It is not destined for you. Go away."
"You keep saying that you have no destiny with me, so where is the one who is destined to be with me?"
"You'll know when the time comes. He's coming soon."
"Bullshit, you're talking about that kid Tang Xiaobao, right? He's an outsider, and you actually believed he was your destined one. Unfortunately, he died in the Fallen Cemetery a long time ago, and I killed him myself. Now that your destined one is dead, let me in!"
The Holy King roared.
The crowd went wild.
Tang Xiaobao?
Destined one?
Then who is it?
The man in golden armor said, "You'd better leave. In half a year, the temple will disappear, and the master of the continent will return to the human world. If you want to know who your destined person is, you will naturally meet him then."
"Bah! Why should I believe your nonsense? Humph, you are nothing but a fragmented consciousness left over from the past. Do you really think I'm afraid of you? It's just right. If I kill you today, your inheritance will naturally be mine. No one can stop me. Whoever stands in my way will die without a burial place. I, the Saint King, will return to the world, and this world will change for me!"
For some unknown reason, when the Saint King saw the man in golden armor, his rage completely erupted, and a stick appeared in his hand.
This stick is only about ten feet long and is golden in color.
But the stick suddenly grew several times in size. Not only did its length become three meters, but its thickness also became as thick as the mouth of a bowl.
This stick, actually, actually, actually is a magical weapon.
It transcends the existence of spiritual weapons.
It is definitely an extremely rare existence on the mainland.
"Look at the stick!"
The Holy King's body also suddenly grew several times larger, and was even taller than the temple.
He swung his stick at the man in golden armor opposite him.
The man in golden armor stretched out the spear in his hand to block the stick.
Next, the two of them started fighting.
From the ground, all the way to the sky.
Thunder and lightning flashed, dark clouds gathered, and the sky and the earth changed color.
The two men were very high in the sky. The people below tried desperately to see them clearly, but they couldn't see them clearly no matter what.
They were already high above the clouds.
The clouds covered their bodies.
All that could be heard was the earth-shaking sounds of battle.
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