Fanatic Martial God

Xiao Chen wants to return to the Bawang Soul Temple. The cold emperor can do it in a teleport, but just left the Qingyi Palace, and his heart is a bit sad. Xiao Chen intends to fly while distracting.

During the flight, Xiao Chen’s mind constantly appeared in the cultivation of the Qinglan Palace. Although it was often bullied by Jiang Ming and Wang Wei and Liu Ruoqing, it was quiet.

The Holy Spirit Guard and the World Wind Commander are also interested in not disturbing Xiao Chen, quietly following behind.

After flying for a while, the cold emperor’s brow suddenly wrinkled, and the eyeball smashed some space on the left side, and immediately the face appeared a smile like a smile.

"Sure enough, they did not expect the Lord's Lord, they have been secretly monitoring the Lord of the Temple." The eyes did not trace back, the cold king heart, continue to follow Xiao Chen flight.

"It is the first of the Holy Spirit to protect the ambassador. It is so keenly aware that the cultivation of the Cold Emperor is getting stronger and stronger." Somewhere in the dark, a mysterious person smiled faintly, and he could detect the change of the cold emperor. It can be seen that the cultivation of this mysterious man is also quite terrible.

After Xiao Chen’s people flew far away, a man wearing a light blue robes appeared out of thin air, without any turbulent air current.

The clean and pretty face evokes a funny smile. The mysterious man faintly said: "It’s a bad devil. Although it has a horrible cultivation talent, it is not qualified for me to take it out. Since you have reached the Holy King. Environment, then it is time."

When the voice fell, the mysterious man's face slowly appeared a faint smirk, and immediately the figure disappeared from the air, as if it had never appeared.

After nearly two quarters of quiet flight, the calm atmosphere was finally broken, and my eyes looked backwards. Xiao Chen said faintly: "Cold Emperor, tell me about the Bahamoth Temple."

All the way to the flight, the cold Emperor patiently and respectfully told Xiao Chen about the things about the Bawang Temple, including the power of the Patriarchal Temple, the strong in the temple, and some other things.

Looking at the entire sacred world, most of the tyrannical forces are under the control of the squadron, and the sacred temple is not a lot of power. It can be said that it is divided into a sacred temple, a sacred temple, and the two factions are not allowed. .

Of course, those second and third-rate forces in the sacred world can be neglected directly. With their strength, they are not qualified to be linked to the big forces.

Even though the power of the Kui Kui Temple is numerous, it is difficult to completely defeat the Bawang Soul Temple. The two factions have been fighting for many years and have suffered numerous deaths and injuries.

However, because there are world winds, some of the more sensitive words, the cold emperor told Xiao Chen in the form of sound.

There are five major forces in the Temple of the Soul, and the Qing Palace is the weakest one, and the top five powers are almost all of Lin Xiaotian's elders.

In the temple of the domineering soul, it is also divided into two factions, one is a faction loyal to the soul, and the other is the faction of Lin Xiaotian. Although the name is the temple of the soul, it is also a fight.

Xiao Chen also learned a lot from the Cold Emperor's mouth about the three elders of the Patriarchal Temple. The three elders spent a lot of thoughts in order to capture the position of the Lord, but they have not been able to succeed.

Nowadays, there are ancient medicine gods and martial arts sages to join, and stand on the side of the soul, Lin Xiaotian is even dare not act rashly.

"The Lord of the Temple, we are here!" I don't know how long I have been flying. The respectful eyes look to Xiao Chen, the gentle and respectful voice of the cold emperor.

"Yeah." Nodded slightly, and the faint gaze swept the huge and magnificent palace that was still far away from the front. On the way, Xiao Chen’s mind was absorbing the words of the cold emperor. Deep in my mind.

Looking far away at the magnificent grand palace, Xiao Chen has been able to feel the arrogance of a stock. This is the horror of the big forces, never lacking the strong!

The Temple of the Souls is located in a suspended mountain range in the center of the southern edge of the Holy Land. The magnificent palace is built on the foothills. The holy mist is looming, looming, like a dreamlike existence. Most of the mountain peaks are suspended. It has been developed into a palace and has a quiet path leading to the main palace.

Of course, the Bawang Temple is located in an independent space, but at this time, in order to meet Xiao Chen, the independent space has been connected with the holy space, so you can see the true appearance of the Basheng Temple.

"It is a big force, really powerful." The closer you are, the more clearly you can feel the arrogance of that stock, and Xiao Chen’s heart is once again lamented.

"Hey!"

After a while, Xiao Chen and the Holy Spirit guards flew to the sky above the Bawang Temple, slowly slowing down and stopping. At this moment, in the temple of the Patriarchal Spirit, countless eyes were concentrated on Xiao Chen.

Looking at Xiao Chen appeared in the line of sight, on the steps in front of the palace of the Lord of the Patriarchal Temple, the face of the soul of the soul emerged with a smile of relief, nodded, satisfied: "Not bad, a few months will be heavy Returning to the Temple of the Soul, it is much faster than the old man imagined."

On the side, the ancient Chinese medicine face also pulled up a touch of smile, and nodded and smiled: "Xiao Chen's cultivation talent is really terrifying. In the realm of the gods, it has not reflected such a terrible cultivation speed, I did not expect Just a few months after flying to the sanctuary, it is a matter of jumping a few realms.

The martial arts sages and some of the strongest are also cheering, but the three elders of Lin Xiaotian on the left side of the tyrant's soul are obviously not very good-looking. Although they are not fully expressed, they are also slightly gloomy.

"Meng Fei that old thing! Why did Xiao Chen break through the Holy King and not tell the elder?" The deep old eyes flashed an irritated, Lin Xiaotian's heart angered, and the slightly fierce eyes were like a snake-like staring at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen broke through the realm of the Holy King. No one knows about the Qingyi Holy Palace. Meng Fei wants to report in time and it is too late. Even if it is too late, Meng Fei has already been shocked by the tyrannical power suddenly burst out of Xiao Chen. Remember the notice?

"Welcome to the Lord!"

Xiao Chen and the Holy Spirit guard appeared in the sky above the Bawang Temple. For a time, everyone in the Palace Square kneeled down on one knee and welcomed Xiao Chen in a very respectful manner. The loud sound sounded through the huge palace and went straight into the sky. Even the lazy sea of ​​clouds on the sky is now shaken away by huge sounds.

After a few months, Xiao Chen finally returned to the temple of the soul.

However, among the huge palaces, a large number of people, but also nearly half of them resisted the young lord of the new priests. They did not kneel down, nor did they shout a welcome speech, but they made a disdainful look. An old man is like a sly look.

Their actions are undoubtedly the face of the public fighting the soul, ignoring the existence of the hegemony.

"Is it crazy enough not to put the teacher in the eye? The three elders are also a hypocrite." The original faint eyes, when seeing the disdainful faces below, are now becoming cold, Xiao Chen Xintou Cold road.

The faces of the ten sacred soul guards are also gloomy at the moment, and they are clenched with fists. It seems that as long as the domineering or Xiao Chen orders, they will not hesitate to kill all these madmen.

For the actions of these people, the face of the elders of Lin Xiaotian three elders, the gloom has been dispersed, has been covered by a smug smile.

It’s just that Xiao Chen’s strange thing is that the soul of the soul and the ancient medicine gods seem to be commonplace, and they don’t seem to see it. The face is not changed at all.

However, what the bully soul said next time is to make their faces suddenly change, and they are busy on one knee.

"This is the day of the book, Xiao Chen is the master of the temple of the domineering soul, who dares not to kill, do not talk about the killing, the holy soul protector, you count the number of people, as long as it is standing, all killed." A touch of old words from The soul of the tyrant is slowly spit out, seemingly calm and indifferent, but it contains a hegemonic momentum that makes people dare not resist.

If the threat of the soul is threatening, the people who resisted will be scared to the extreme, and the heart will be cold and the voice has not yet fallen. They are already panicked and shouting: "Congratulations to the Lord!"

Looking at the panic and completely without the disdain of the previous people, Xiao Chen’s face was slightly wrong. After half a ring, the corner of his mouth pulled a smirk and whispered softly: “It seems that the strongest cultivated by the teacher has already closed."

The figure slowly floated to the edge of the square, and the holy soul guards also followed Xiao Xiao's body. On the square, everyone gave up a road.

"The people behind you continue to squat, others rise, the most basic respect is not, it is simply to smear the sacred temple." On the face of the light, with a touch of seriousness, Xiao Chen faint, and marching Step forward.

Xiao Chen’s remarks were similar to the new officials’ three fires. They were poked in the hearts of those people, and a stock of resentment came to life.

"The lord of the temple, the book of the lord of the temple, can not be sloppy. For many years, the lord of the lord has not been enshrined. Now it is suddenly booked, and the lord has never discussed with us. This is: fierce eyes and fierce glance at Xiao Chen, Looking at the soul of the bully, Lin Xiaotian slightly opposed the taste.

"Yeah, the lord, the elders are justified, can not be sloppy, even if the book is less than the main lord, but also to find a capable person, Xiao Chen is now only the king of the king, this should be the main lord, I am afraid Service people, not to mention whether he has advanced to the Holy King. I don’t know.” The old eyes turned, the second elder Fan Yun hurriedly followed the wind. In the end, the voice was depressed, but with a touch of disdain.

"Hey!" A slight cold scream, the soul of the soul attached to the back, the tone of the strong to the door to raise the chin, faintly said: "This seat wants to seal who is the owner of the book, who if not dissatisfied, 喏The palace gate is there, ready to go."

Wen Yan, Lin Xiaotian and Fan Yun’s faces were a bit gloomy, and the flesh was slightly pumped. The heart was furious, but they didn’t dare to say anything more, but they didn’t expect the bully soul to be so tough now. stand up.

Xiao Chen, with a faint smile on her face, slowly walked over. She first glanced at the soul of the bully, nodded slightly and called a master, and nodded with the ancient medicine **** and others, and the eye was slightly moved to the side, and the face appeared. A touch of teasing and smiling, the words with a slap in the face: "A few months have not seen, how did the three elders see me, his face is so ugly? Why, don't you welcome me?"