In the battle at Jekong Temple, the temple master defeated four immortal souls in the Ascension Realm in a row!
As soon as the news came out, the entire God City Star Realm was shocked.
"The temple master is going against heaven!"
The first to get the news were the top orthodox figures in the world.
Such as the six ancient Tao-protecting clans, the star giants, etc.
When they learned the details of the battle at Kakūji Temple, these top forces were all shaken and could no longer remain calm.
"It seems that we need to adjust our strategies."
An old antique from the Zhong clan, an ancient protector of the Tao, sighed.
Some time ago, news about the road to becoming an ascension made the world ablaze.
Many top forces believe that the world will be dominated by the Ascension Realm in the future, and mythical figures from the old era like Guanzhu are destined to be trampled under their feet.
But now, everyone feels like they have been slapped in the face by madness.
The master of the temple has not yet embarked on the road to immortality, and he can defeat the dead souls at the level of immortality in a row. Who dares to step on them?
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"After this temple master returns from reincarnation, he will undoubtedly be more terrifying than in his previous life!"
Many old antiques from the Qingluan Spirit Clan are discussing this matter.
Among them was Feng Tianjia, who had served as a mount for the viewer. He had already broken out in a cold sweat and was terrified.
"Send me an order to abolish Feng Yunlie's position as young master!"
Feng Tianjia gave the order without hesitation.
Last time in Crow Ridge, a group of strong men led by Feng Yunlie had offended the viewer.
Originally, Feng Tianjia had not thought about abolishing Feng Yunlie, but now, he could no longer care about it.
He has served as a mount and accompanied the patron for thousands of years. He knows very well that although the patron is open-minded and free-spirited, he is also very vindictive in his heart!
"Sir, are you making a fuss out of a molehill?"
Someone couldn't help but ask.
Feng Tianjia said coldly: "You know nothing, this is called guarding against the slightest, leaving no hidden dangers."
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"The departed souls of the Ascension Realm are only soul bodies after all, and cannot be compared with the real Ascension Realm humans."
An old man from the Xu clan of the Tianhuo Spirit Clan said in a deep voice, "But no matter what, the fact that the Temple Master can achieve this step should not be underestimated. For the next period of time, everyone will keep a low profile and try not to interfere with the Temple Master.
Related matters."
The big shots in the Xu clan all nodded.
Immediately, someone couldn't help but gloated: "Haha, that old tailor must be in bad luck."
As soon as this was said, many people laughed.
Deep in the starry sky, the tailor who has been hiding in the darkness is undoubtedly the most feared.
In the past years, almost all the opponents targeted by this old guy did not end well.
But now, as the news of the battle at Jikong Temple spreads, the world also knows that the audience is going to attack the old tailor!
"Let's just watch the show. When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured. And we just take this opportunity to accumulate strength and prepare for the future domination of the world!"
The ancient guardian clan like them had begun to explore the secrets of the Immortals as early as twenty years ago.
Up to now, not only have many creations related to the path of ascension been collected, but also some of the top elders of the clan have embarked on the path of ascension in the Feixian Forbidden Zone!
Even some ancient traditions among the dead chose to cooperate with them.
But now, they just need to wait patiently, and then they can lead the trend of the times when the road to immortality appears in the world!
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"Hunting a character named Tailor can give you the opportunity to break the curse's power?"
"Send someone to find out who this tailor is. If there is a chance, bring his head back!"
"Be quick. Opportunities are limited. Don't let others get ahead of you!"
Orders like this are constantly being performed in the forces where the dead are located.
When they learned that as long as they hunted the tailor and the forces under his command, they would have the opportunity to break the curse, the dead souls became agitated and couldn't help but feel moved.
Some of the dead souls with horrific behaviors are now unable to come out of their dormant places, but they have issued orders one after another and arranged for their men to take action.
For a time, there was a surging undercurrent, and all the spearheads were pointed at the tailor.
This has also attracted the attention of many top forces in the world, and they can't help but gloat at the misfortune.
As soon as the viewer took action, it was indeed extraordinary!
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For monks all over the world, the battle at Jiakong Temple was like sweeping away the haze covering the sky, making everyone feel excited and inspired.
"No matter how powerful those dead souls are, they can still be defeated!"
"The master of the temple is indeed a mythical figure who once dominated all walks of life in the starry sky. With him here, let's see if those dead spirits still dare to be arrogant!"
"When it comes to romantic figures, let's look at today! In all walks of life in the starry sky, the spirits of the dead have the final say!"
People were very excited and excited about it.
Recently, news about the deceased has spread all over the world, which has also made monks in the world worried and everyone is in danger.
Everyone knows that if the dead bring disaster to the world, it will surely cause a bloody storm and make the world chaotic and turbulent.
But things are different now.
In the battle at Jiekong Temple, the temple master defeated four immortal souls in the Ascension Realm all by himself. This outstanding performance can affect the general trend of the world!
"In the battle at Jiakong Temple, the master of the temple took the lead, which was enough to influence the direction of the world. In my opinion, this battle is enough to go down in history, be remembered for centuries, and be passed on to future generations."
There is an ancient powerful person who comments like this and is filled with emotion.
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In a dark world.
"Reporting to the Lord, our stronghold in Fanzhou, the star realm of the gods, was trampled by a group of dead souls. Sixteen shadows and hundreds of elite subordinates died."
"My lord, the Wenzhou stronghold was captured by a group of undead. Those old guys went crazy and chased our men. Even the treasures we collected in the past years were snatched away by them."
"My lord, Baizhou stronghold..."
News after news came back from time to time, and an old servant personally reported it to the tailor.
The old servant's face was gloomy and livid, and his brows were filled with hatred and anger.
Not far away, the tailor was calm from beginning to end.
While drinking tea, he placed pieces on the chessboard in front of him and played chess with himself.
"My lord..."
Soon, another news came, and the old servant was about to report it, but was interrupted by the tailor waving his hand.
"Needless to say, if my guess is correct, none of our thirty-six strongholds distributed in the divine capital star realm are destined to be defended."
The tailor drank the tea in the cup and then said casually, "You don't need to be angry about this. The loss is so minimal that it's not worth caring about."
Before the battle at Jiakong Temple began, he had already ordered the Butterfly Girl to recall the strength of each stronghold and shrink it.
At present, although those strongholds have been trampled one by one and many strong men have been lost, they are not worth mentioning at all.
The old servant nodded and whispered: "Old servant just feels that being hit and retaliated like this is so infuriating. You don't even need to think about it to know that everyone in the world is laughing at us."
The tailor said casually: "What's the point of joking? As time goes by, let's see who can laugh last."
As he spoke, he couldn't help laughing and said leisurely: "The temple master thinks that he can use the hands of those dead souls to suppress me, but he doesn't know that I don't care about this at all."
"Not to mention, those dead souls are not stupid, how can they be willing to be used by the viewer?"
"From the moment he took control of the power of reincarnation, he was destined to be a meal in the eyes of the dead. No one can change this result!"
"After all, no one wants to let their fate hang on the sword of others."
"The temple owner is not stupid. He knows very well that it is most beneficial to him only when the dead souls are entangled by the power of the curse. This is an unsolvable knot."
"unless……"
Having said this, the tailor shook his head, "No unless."
At this time, another news came.
"My lord, Lie Nanye, the headmaster of the Tianyin Immortal Sect, has sent a secret letter."
The old servant said and handed over a secret letter.
The tailor frowned slightly, then smiled and said: "Believe it or not, after Lie Nanye learned the news about the battle at Jikong Temple, he couldn't calm down. The news this time was sent to put pressure on us and let us go as soon as possible.
Clean up the patron."
With that said, he opened the secret letter.
When he saw a sentence in the secret letter, the smile on the tailor's face froze and the veins on his forehead stood out.
There is only one sentence written in the secret letter:
Say, your mother, give me your money back!
Just five words, painted with iron and painted with silver hooks, can form a sentence, but it is particularly dazzling.
The tailor's temperament was so stimulated by these words that his face darkened.
"I really didn't expect that a powerful demon lord would be as vulgar as a country man!"
The tailor spoke with a cold tone, he picked it up with his fingertips, and the secret letter in his hand turned into ashes.
"My lord, is the Tianyin Immortal Sect planning to break up with us?"
The old servant frowned and asked.
The tailor shook his head and said: "No, he is just venting his anger and unwilling to be slaughtered by us as a fat sheep. At the same time, he is expressing his dissatisfaction and putting pressure on us."
After thinking for a while, the tailor said, "Send a message to Lie Nanye."
"Speak, Lord."
The old servant looked like he was listening.
The tailor's eyes were deep and he said: "I can promise that within six months at the latest, the viewer will be doomed! If you want to cooperate, help us cultivate a group of Ascension Realm characters as soon as possible. If you don't want to cooperate..."
Speaking of this, the tailor's eyes showed a trace of anger, and he said word by word, "Then go to hell! I don't care about it!"
The old servant was stunned. This was the first time he saw his master being so angry.
"Oops!"
Suddenly, the tailor thought of something and his expression changed, "How's the situation with Butterfly Girl?"
The old servant hurriedly said: "Ms. Butterfly Girl has followed the Lord's instructions to take the core strength of our branch in the Shendu Star Realm and hide it in the 'Secret Place of Shenyou Ridge'."
The tailor said without hesitation: "Quick, send a message to Butterfly Girl and ask her to evacuate as soon as possible!"
The old servant trembled all over and quickly took the order and left.
"Kongzhao Old Bald Donkey, if you really dare to hand over my 'Thousand Chance Talisman' to the Guanzhu, then don't blame me for not remembering our friendship back then. From now on, I will completely turn against you!"
The tailor looked uncertain.
When he was young, he was once trapped in a place of no return. It was the rude and carefree monk Kongzhao who pulled him back from the brink of death.
Although the two of them broke up completely a long time ago, parted ways and never interacted with each other again, in the tailor's heart, he still cared about the original kindness.
When it was speculated that Monk Kongzhao would most likely help the viewer deal with him, the tailor felt as if someone had stabbed him hard in his heart, and he lost his composure in a rare way.
at the same time--
Late at night, there are no stars or moon.
Su Yi's figure appeared in a deep mountain and old forest.
"It turns out it's hidden in Shenyou Ridge. I just don't know if the old tailor is here."
Su Yi lowered his head and looked at the Thousand Machine Talisman in his hand.
This treasure glowed with an obscure luster, pointing to the Shenyou Ridge in the distance.