Chapter five hundred and eighth meeting of former subordinates
The chief deacon was knocked down by the impact of Lu Qingfeng's consciousness. The countless disciples of the Western Meteor Temple around him suddenly became confused, especially the one hundred true god deacons around him, who cheered and surrounded Lu Qingfeng in the middle.
The hundred true god deacons widened their eyes with anger, and quickly drew out their long swords. Without any explanation, they attacked Lu Qingfeng with all their might.
"Brother, these guys are so arrogant. They attack indiscriminately on their one-third of an acre of land. What should we do?"
Lu Qingcheng shouted loudly to Lu Qingfeng, and everyone else looked at him, hoping that he would make a decision quickly.
"Fellow Taoists, why don't you be polite to them? As long as you don't harm your life, you can do whatever you like."
The moment he arrived here, Lu Qingfeng released the aura of the ancestral god, and his spiritual consciousness scanned the entire temple, but no trace of Huo Yanyan was found.
"Well, Huo Yanyan, I've already come to your temple, and you still haven't come out. You really don't take me, the Ancestor God of Chaos, seriously."
Lu Qingfeng whispered: Since you haven't come out yet, I will teach your disciples a lesson first so that they know how to behave.
These people rushed up to them without asking any questions. Lu Qingfeng was also a little angry. In addition, Huo Yanyan didn't come out for a long time, so he immediately decided to give them some color.
The other nine people all held long swords in their hands, but Lu Qingfeng was the only one with bare hands. When he saw a deacon coming from the front with a sword, Lu Qingfeng quickly went to meet him.
He dodged the long sword thrust from the front, raised his right fist, and as fast as a meteor, it struck the opponent's dantian in the blink of an eye, sending him flying ten thousand meters away with one punch.
A punch shattered the deacon's Dantian, and the true god's cultivation quickly dissipated, and he soon turned into a mortal. He fell to the ground and did not get up for a long time.
As soon as a punch hit a temple deacon, another deacon stabbed him with a sword from behind. Lu Qingfeng did not dodge this time and directly raised his leg to kick the man in the pubic area.
A popping sound of bubbles bursting was heard, and the person's Dantian was kicked to pieces and flew backwards. The aura of the true god quickly disappeared, and immediately there was another mortal.
One punch and one kick destroyed the Dantian of the two True God Deacons. Seeing what Lu Qingfeng did, the other nine people also imitated the same. They all put away their swords, waved their fists, and struck hard at the opponent's Dantian.
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The sound of banging and breaking of the Dantian was heard endlessly. Soon, fifteen or six True God Deacons had their Dantians destroyed and fell to the ground convulsing.
When the remaining deacons saw that their fellow disciples had turned into mortals in the blink of an eye, their eyes immediately turned red and they rushed towards Lu Qingfeng and the ten people, shouting.
The fight that took place here quickly spread, and more and more temple disciples came to watch. When they saw the temple deacon fighting with ten young men in motley clothes, their eyes widened in surprise.
"Senior brother, who are these people? They are so audacious that they dare to fight with the deacon in the temple."
"I don't know, these people are very courageous, but if you take a closer look, although they are arrogant, they also have the capital to be arrogant. They are all in the early stages of True God cultivation. In a short time, dozens of deacons in the temple were eliminated.
Dantian."
"Brother, they obviously don't take the temple seriously when they do this. I don't think these deacons can deal with them. Let's go up and help them."
"Junior brother, are you stupid? These deacons are usually very arrogant in the temple. It is not a bad thing to let them suffer a little this time."
The disciples of the temple did not dare to approach and watched from a distance. The disciples standing together were still discussing. At this time, more than a dozen deacons of the temple were deactivated from their Dantian.
Since the fighting, that is, in the past minute, the thirty temple deacons have turned into mortals, and the remaining seventy deacons have become red-eyed and rushed towards Lu Qingfeng and the others desperately.
If the Dantian is destroyed, it needs to be repaired with Restoration Pills. For ordinary families, destroying the Dantian is equivalent to being sentenced to death and they will not be able to practice cultivation for the rest of their lives.
But to the temple, the Restoration Pill is nothing. Even if the Dantian of thousands of people is destroyed, the temple can easily repair it at once.
The deacon had recovered a long time ago. He did not join in the fight. Watching the deacons fly out one by one, he seemed to have regained consciousness.
The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. He felt that if he delayed it any longer, these one hundred deacons would become mortals. Although it was not a big deal, it would be embarrassing if word spread.
Thinking of this, he didn't dare to hesitate anymore, quickly flew into the air, and shouted to the seventy deacons fighting: "Stop all of them, don't fight anymore."
Hearing the shouts of the chief deacon, the seventy deacons quickly retreated, each still holding a long sword in their hands and glaring at Lu Qingfeng and others.
The thirty deacons who had lost their Dantian also stood up and came behind the other deacons. These people all lowered their heads and felt an inexplicable annoyance in their hearts.
The chief deacon quickly came to Lu Qingfeng and others, and looked up and down at Lu Qingfeng, who was standing at the front. It was only then that he realized that with his early stage as a divine king, he could not see the other person's cultivation level.
He knew very well what this meant. Either the other party's cultivation level was higher than his, or the power of his soul far exceeded his. Combined with the other party's age, these people were undoubtedly unborn geniuses.
In addition, the other party came through the teleportation array, and those who can use the teleportation array are super sects on par with the West Meteor Temple, the other six major temples, or the top families.
These people must be the core disciples of these forces. They are all superior geniuses. I, the deacon, are nothing in front of them. It is normal to look down on him.
Thinking of this, the head deacon suddenly calmed down and looked at Lu Qingfeng across from him with a respectful look on his face.
"Fellow Taoists, I just took the liberty of attacking you without asking you to understand the situation. Please forgive me."
Lu Qingfeng put his hands behind his back and said with a faint smile: "You must be the leader of these deacons! If you can recognize your mistakes, correct them. You have done a good job, and I will not argue with you."
The chief deacon clasped his fists and bowed: "I dare to ask this Taoist friend his name. I am definitely not an ordinary person. I think he must be a famous person."
"Lu Qingfeng."
Lu Qingfeng only said three words. His voice was not loud, but it spread far away. All the disciples in the temple heard it, and there was a burst of discussion.
"It turns out it was Lu Qingfeng who had spread the news all over the planet. No wonder he destroyed the Dantian of two people in an understatement. If it were him, it would be normal for him to do this."
"Wow! What an idol! The idol I think about day and night. I never expected that I would meet my idol in this way."
There were many young female disciples standing on tiptoes and squeezing their way into the crowd. The words that came out of their mouths made many disciples almost faint.
"Lu Qingfeng, I admire you, I love you!" After these female disciples said this, they also blew kisses to Lu Qingfeng one after another. The grandness of the scene was several times greater than that of a superstar concert.
Lu Qingfeng looked around with a smile, raised his hand and pressed it lightly, and the noisy scene of tens of thousands of people suddenly became quiet.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, I just heard that you wanted to see the palace master. However, as far as I know, the palace master is in retreat. I'm afraid you won't be able to see him this time."
The deacon disciple still spoke to Lu Qingfeng very respectfully, but Huo Yanyan, who was muttering to himself in the training quiet room, suddenly stopped talking, and his spiritual consciousness quickly spread outward.
Huo Yanyan's face suddenly darkened when he saw a hundred deacons fighting with ten people, and thirty people's Dantians were destroyed in the blink of an eye.
"These deacons are really rubbish. They can't be settled with just a dozen of them. What do the deacons and elders do for a living? There's such a big commotion and they still haven't come out."
Just as Huo Yanyan was mumbling, Lu Qingfeng, who was standing in front of the ten people, suddenly looked towards the quiet room, and the aura of the seventh small step of the ancestor god was violently released.
"Huo Yanyan, I've been here for a while, why don't you come out? You're very hardworking! You're still practicing in seclusion when you see me here."
The soul power of the seventh small step of the Ancestral God exploded, and the breath released was so terrifying. The divine consciousness transmitted sound into the depths of Huo Yanyan's soul, and roared in his Niwan Palace.
Sensing the long-lost soul breath, Huo Yanyan's chattering voice stopped. His excitement was hard to calm down, and his body suddenly stood up.
"This is the soul breath of Lord Ancestral God. After millions of years, Lord Ancestral God has finally been born again. The six of them know about it, and they don't know how they will feel."
As soon as the divine body shook, Huo Yanyan was no longer in the quiet room. At this time, he stood in the air inside the temple.
The divine body only stayed in the air for a moment, stepped forward in the air, and landed opposite Lu Qingfeng in the blink of an eye.
Some temple disciples who didn't know what was going on saw the temple master coming in person, and immediately began to feel sad for Lu Qingfeng and others. They believed that if the temple master personally took action, he would definitely teach Lu Qingfeng a lesson.
It makes sense for the disciples of the temple to think so. Lu Qingfeng and others destroyed the Dantian of thirty deacons. If this matter spreads, the temple will lose face. No matter how noble the background of Lu Qingfeng and others is, the temple master will not
Will let them go.
The disciples who had this idea thought well, but the reality was completely different from their thoughts. After Huo Yanyan fell, he did not take action against these ten people, but quickly came to Lu Qingfeng and knelt down on one knee.
"The Lord of the Fire Temple, Huo Yanyan, respectfully welcomes the Ancestral God. I didn't know that the Ancestral God was here. Please forgive me." Huo Yanyan knelt on the ground with one knee, lowered his head, and said to Lu Qingfeng respectfully.
Wow!
Such a scene immediately caused an uproar in the entire Fire Temple. There were hundreds of thousands of disciples in the entire Fire Temple. All they saw were the hall masters who were above others. They never knew that the hall masters could kneel down to others.
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"Who is this Lu Qingfeng? The master of the palace is the master of the Fire Palace. Why would he kneel down to a young man? And he also respectfully calls him the ancestor god."
The whispers kept coming out, but Lu Qingfeng ignored them. He looked down at Huo Yanyan who was kneeling opposite him and said with a smile: "Huo Shuai, you don't have to be like this, get up quickly! I don't blame you."