"What a pity!" Jian Wushuang shook his head secretly. If these people didn't leave, 80% of them would die here.
This kind-hearted Fairy Luoshui is mediocre in strength, not even as good as Gu Yuan, and is the last among them.
Otherwise, she would not be allowed to stay with Jian Wushuang.
Little novice monk Huiqing turned her eyes and happened to look at each other with Jian Wushuang, smiled slightly and nodded.
Since he first entered Taoism, Jian Wushuang felt that the little novice monk had changed a lot. His personality, state of mind, and strength had also undergone earth-shaking changes.
Don’t let the intention of killing people leak out, and don’t let go of the intention of guarding against others.
Now thinking back to the scene when the young novice's strength exploded, he couldn't believe it.
If a person can explode his potential in a dangerous situation, increase his strength by 30 to 50%, or directly break through his original realm, just like he suddenly becomes a Dayan Immortal, this can also be explained.
But the little novice’s original strength was at most an ordinary Immortal. He stepped from an ordinary Immortal to a Nine-level Immortal. Although he fell down again later, the Sixth-level Great Immortal was genuine.
There are so many temporary breakthroughs like this, he has never seen them before, he has never even thought about them.
Originally, when there was a strange movement in the wilderness, he thought it was because of himself. Now it seems that the little novice monk is more like the protagonist.
There are too many secrets behind all this. The sudden death of the emperor and the terrifying white air wave all show that emperors such as Lord Zhenwuyangtongtian Buddha and the resurrected existence have already joined hands.
Just don’t know who won and who lost.
In a fight with beings at this level, people like them can't get involved at all, and staying in the wilderness is even more of a burden.
Jian Wushuang slowly closed his eyes. No matter what, it was important to regain his strength first.
He was leisurely recovering his telekinesis and mental strength, while Jiuyu and others outside the crowd were desperately killing the ghosts.
There is no way there are too many. Just after killing a batch, another batch crawled out from the cracks.
“Brother Jiuyu, this is not the way to go!”
“Yeah, there are too many of these ghosts and we can’t kill them all.”
Everyone was able to handle them with ease at first, but these ghosts had no consciousness, were not afraid of death, and were extremely powerful. Several of them had the strength of nine-turn Perfect Dayan Immortals.
After Jiuyu killed several approaching Nine-Rank Dayan Immortal level ghosts, he looked around and his heart sank.
"not good!"
At the same time, on the other side of the wilderness.
The temporarily formed Chishui Alliance and the Eternal Tower were extremely relaxed. There were a large number of powerful emperors opening the way, and there was no need for Dayan Immortal to fight hard.
"This wilderness is so dangerous." The girl from the Dream World lay on the corridor of the hall, looking at the ghosts and monsters that were shattered by the emperor's breath.
“Girl, if we didn’t have our ancestors, we would have faced so many ghosts and monsters. It would have been extremely difficult to survive here, let alone find the Qi Temple.” A middle-aged Dayan Immortal frowned.
He didn't know if his ancestor did the right thing, letting them, the Dayan Immortals who had been living in the Great Dream Realm, come to this wilderness to look for the Qi Temple.
Whether it is Dayan Immortal or Emperor, after entering the wilderness, his state of mind began to change slightly.
In the cracks of the void.
simultaneously.
A big black snake wandered in the gap in the void. The big snake had black horns on its head. Its huge eyes turned a few times and continued to swim forward.
“There are still not enough people!” A puff of black smoke suddenly appeared above the big snake’s head. After the smoke disappeared, a middle-aged Taoist stood on top of the big snake’s head.
He was dressed in a gray robe, a high crown on his head, and had a purple eye between his eyebrows.
He took a look from a distance when the Great Desolation first began to fluctuate, but he was not yet in this universe at that time.
"Are all the people selected this time so useless? All eighteen divine generals were killed, and the strongest divine general was only at the level of a fourth-level emperor. Master's face has been completely humiliated by these people." The middle-aged Taoist stood.
Muttered to himself on the head of the big snake.
“Black Snake, your mental power is getting more and more interesting.”
The middle-aged Taoist touched the horns of the big snake, and the purple eyes between his eyebrows kept turning.
“Since you’re awake, why don’t you come out to see me!” The middle-aged Taoist shouted angrily at a dark corner in the void.
There was deathly silence in the dark corner. As soon as the middle-aged Taoist finished speaking, an old man with a hunchback walked out of the dark corner, holding a dark lamp in his hand.
“I am the old master’s slave, not yours, you have to tell the difference clearly!” The hunchbacked old man staggered up to the middle-aged Taoist man holding a lantern.
There are too many secrets revealed in this question and answer. Unfortunately, there is no one else but the two of them in this gap. Even the fifth-level emperor cannot hide it from the two of them.
“You little slave, you secretly revived the temple. I thought you could make those losers walk a few steps, but most of them died just after they revived!” The middle-aged Taoist looked down at the hunchbacked old man and said sarcastically.
He followed Qishen Temple and drifted from the long river of time and space to the original universe. At that time, he was seriously injured and has been deposited in the cracks of the void. Until now, his injuries have not fully recovered.
Originally, he wanted to let those god generals inherit the ways of Qishen and gain some benefits from the Qishen Temple. However, he came forward to kill those inheritors and seize the treasures.
But I didn’t expect that these people are so useless. They have almost been reincarnated after inheriting the Qi Temple, and they don’t even have a fifth-level emperor.
You must know that the inheritance threshold of Qi Temple is very high. The so-called eighteen divine generals are just watchdogs of the outer hall. Only those who have reached the fifth level of emperor can enter the inner hall to select treasures.
It's a pity that none of these wastes have reached the level of fifth-level emperor.
"Okay, a few words of nonsense. I am Qi Shen's only living disciple, and his treasures should belong to me. Tell me how many treasures you get from the inner temple. I don't want too many, just enough to restore my strength."
The middle-aged Taoist said coldly, "Selfishness and greed radiate from the outside in, and he is extremely domineering, leaving no face to the hunchbacked old man."
“Wu Zuo, I’m not here to give you treasures. I’m here to inform you that you have been expelled from the Qi Temple.” The hunchbacked old man said slowly, without any change in his expression.
“Remove my name? You are worthy of removing my name, you are just a spiritual slave.” The middle-aged Taoist named Wu Zuo couldn’t help roaring.
Wu Zuo had a premonition in his heart, but he still couldn't believe it. After all, he had nothing now. If the Qi Temple removed him, how could he benefit from it?
The calmness on the hunchbacked old man's face gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a breath of death, which made the furrows and folds tremble slightly.
Wu Zuo couldn't help but retreated for a moment.
"I am not qualified to remove you, but the true spirits in the Qi Temple can!" The hunchbacked old man's voice was cold, like sharp blades in the cold wind, piercing Wu Zuo's chest one after another.