As one of the unknowable places in the Haotian world, Zhishou Temple is also the Taoist sect with the longest history. Its own heritage is unmatched. The temple collects almost all the Taoist techniques in the world. It has cultivated successors from generation to generation, many of whom have broken through the five realms.
Great practitioner.
The age and seniority of these people cannot be measured, some are even older than the temple owner Chen, and they live in seclusion in the cave behind the Zhishou Temple all year round.
In order to kill Wang Gang, the leader of the Xiling Temple, Xiong Chumo, did not hesitate to personally persuade these masters to come to the grassland. Even middle-aged Taoists were invited to ambush Wang Gang.
Facing Xiling's 50,000 cavalry and Zhishouguan's more than ten great practitioners who had transcended the five realms, Wang Gang remained unafraid and even showed disdain.
"It turns out that the Xiling Temple invited those cripples from Zhi Shou Guan. No wonder they dare to come and kill me."
Wang Gang glanced at the crippled practitioners on the carriage and said contemptuously: "You were killed by Ke Haoran with one sword. You have been hiding in the cave for more than ten years, and you still dare to come out."
The practitioners on the carriage all showed excitement when they heard the three words "Ke Haoran".
"Wang Gang, the Taoist sect will never tolerate another Ke Haoran coming out of the academy." The middle-aged Taoist shouted loudly:
"If you are willing to abandon your cultivation and then go to Taoshan to be punished, for the sake of Master, the Taoist sect will not kill you."
Luo Kedi and Xiahou heard the middle-aged Taoist's words and said nervously: "The master's oracle is that Wang Gang must die."
The middle-aged Taoist glanced at Luo Kedi coldly and said, "What I just said was what the temple master meant."
Luo Kedi and Xiahou suddenly did not dare to speak anymore. It seemed that the word Guanzhu had a huge intimidating power, more prestige than the headmaster of Xiling.
Ning Que snorted coldly: "You plotted against us, aren't you afraid that Master will settle the score?"
The middle-aged Taoist looked at Ning Que and said calmly: "Mr. Thirteen, those of us who are here today are already prepared to face Master's wrath."
Wang Gang curled his lips and said: "Master is too kind. When Ke Haoran died in Zhantian, he only chopped down the peach blossoms on Peach Mountain. If it were me, I would definitely kill Xiling Temple without leaving any trace behind."
The middle-aged Taoist sighed: "This is also the reason why we ambush Mr. Wang Da."
Ning Que was unwilling to accept it and said: "If you have the ability, let's fight one on one. Fighting in a group is nothing."
The middle-aged Taoist shook his head and said: "We underestimated Ke Haoran back then and gave him a chance to grow. Taoism will not make the same mistake twice."
The mutilated Taoists on the carriage suddenly burst out with the purest Haotian divine light, and the hot white light turned into a torrent, pressing towards Wang Gang and the others.
Ning Que bent his bow and nocked an arrow, Yuan Shisan's arrow was ready to go, but Wang Gang held his arm down.
"Second brother."
When Ning Que was surprised, Wang Gang sent a ray of thought power into Ning Que's arm.
To be precise, it was entered into the ring Ning Que wore on his hand!
Ning Que felt the ring heat up slightly and shine with an inconspicuous light, and then the Daming Lake not far away suddenly began to riot.
Xiahou also saw the ring on Ning Que's hand and looked surprised.
"The master of Mingzong pulled his finger."
The ring on Ning Que's hand was given by Third Senior Sister Yu Lian before leaving Chang'an. He originally thought it was just an ordinary ring, so he kept it on his finger.
Wang Gang said to Ning Que: "The Demon Sect's mountain gate is about to open. You can bring Ye Hongyu, Mo Shanshan and the others in. With this finger, you can open the mountain gate."
After saying that, Wang Gang raised his right hand, and his majestic mental power turned into a golden bell, blocking the hot Haotian divine light, and pushed Ning Que towards the Daming Lake with the other palm.
The water of Daming Lake automatically separates, gradually revealing the huge mountain gate at the bottom of the lake.
Ye Hongyu didn't hesitate, pulling Mo Shanshan and chasing Ning Que.
Mo Shanshan was worried about the four injured sisters and took them away together.
When Xia Hou saw the Demon Sect Mountain Gate opening, he immediately said anxiously: "The Ming Zong Mountain Gate is guarded by a large barrier formation. Even a million troops cannot enter. What Ning Que has in his hand is the sect master's token, which is not affected by the formation. Once we enter the mountain gate, we want to pursue him."
It’s difficult.”
Luo Kedi's expression changed, and with a wave of his hand, he led his cavalry in pursuit towards the Demon Sect's mountain gate.
The ruler on Wang Gang's waist flew up on its own, suspended above his head, and turned into eight sword lights.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple and black, the eight-color sword light spread around, faintly threatening to break through the cage formation of the Xiling Temple.
The High Priest of Adjudication, Mo Yu, immediately called on the men of the Adjudication Department to reinforce the cage formation and make sure Wang Gang was trapped here.
The middle-aged Taoist had no choice but to take action at this time.
I saw him take out a book, tear off a page at random, and throw it into the sky.
The pages of the book turned into wild sand, winds and clouds surged, and countless sand and dust merged into the divine glory of Haotian.
The Haotian divine brilliance on the incomplete Taoist's body, if divinely assisted, doubled in an instant, and gradually pressed against the golden bell transformed by Wang Gang's mind power.
Wang Gang groaned, stared at the book in the middle-aged Taoist's hand, and said, "I didn't expect you to bring the Book of Heaven with you!"
The middle-aged Taoist's face was pale and he didn't have the energy to reply. It was obvious that using the Heavenly Book to cast spells was a burden for him.
Wang Gang waved his right hand, and the ruler fell quickly and hit the golden bell.
when!
The melodious bells turned into invisible sound waves, starting with Wang Gang and spreading in all directions.
Wherever the sound wave swept, the earth was turned upside down, Xiling cavalrymen fell off their horses one after another, the carriages on which the incomplete Taoist priests were seated all disintegrated, and Haotian's divine glory dissipated.
Wang Gang glanced behind him and saw that Ning Que, Ye Hongyu and others had successfully entered the Demon Sect's mountain gate.
He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
The next moment, a roaring sound was heard in the air, and a spear came through the air. The person who attacked Wang Gang was none other than Xiahou.
Xia Hou is worthy of being a general, and his grasp of fighter opportunities can be described as accurate. The shot he fired hit the moment of weakness after Wang Gang exploded with his ultimate attack, and every second was accurate.
The spear was like a meteor, piercing Wang Gang's left chest hard, passing directly through the chest and nailing it to the ground.
Everyone smiled when they saw Wang Gang being injured.
The blood slowly began to dye Wang Gang's clothes red, but he did not show any sign of pain. Instead, he calmly said to Xia Hou:
"You shot the president of the academy, the prince-in-law of the Tang Dynasty. Doesn't this represent the majestic general who suppressed the north and completely betrayed the Tang Dynasty?"
Xia Hou said with an ugly face: "Mr. Wang Da died at the hands of a deserter today. Although I, the general, led his army, he was still a step too late."
Wang Gang said disdainfully: "Xiahou, because of your status as a member of the Demon Sect, you have been manipulated by the Xiling Temple your whole life. No wonder even your sister pities you."
Xia Hou became angry and said: "Shut up, what's the point of using your words when you are about to die!"
"Death?" Wang Gang smiled contemptuously and pulled out the steel gun inserted into his body with his bare hands.
Xia Hou's pupils shrank and he saw that the wound on Wang Gang's chest was healing rapidly, and the blood that had originally flowed out began to return to his body.
"Heavenly Demon Realm!" Xiahou said with a dry mouth: "The head teacher of Tangtang Academy is actually possessed by a demon!"
Wang Gang thrust Xiahou's spear into the ground and tore open the clothes on his upper body, revealing his strong muscles. There were no wounds on his body.
"In the past, Ke Haoran killed Xiling and Zhishou Guan with one man and one sword. Today, I, Wang Gang, have destroyed you bunch of local chickens and dogs."
The ruler fell into Wang Gang's hand, and slowly grew longer and larger, turning into a three-foot long sword. The sharp sword intent soared into the sky, and the energy of heaven and earth turned into a big sword, which plunged into the sky.
The large cage formation of the Xiling Temple could no longer support it, and it burst like a bubble. The Judgment Priest and everyone in the Judgment Department all blushed, and blood flowed from the seven orifices.
