Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 2648 Legendary man! (3 more)
"What? Half a year!"

The bald man immediately yelled, "Old Zhou, are you kidding me?"

Zhou Wenyong was expressionless, but said indifferently: "Do you think I am joking?"

An elder next to him sighed softly, "Yes, the spirits of the five elements are indeed difficult to deal with. If you want to refine their spirits with a magic circle, it will take half a year, which is normal."

"good."

Zhou Wenyong nodded, "It will take half a year at the shortest to get the Chaos Fortune Fruit!"

"Forget it."

The big bald man had a dejected look on his face, thinking of staying here for a full half a year, he couldn't lose his energy all over.

Zhou Wenyong looked at the crowd and saw that no one had any objections, so he took out a thin book from the Naling Ring, "This is the Nine Stars Daotian Array handed down by my Zhou family's ancestors. Nine elders, you happen to be alone. A battle of power. After half a year, I will come back!"

"Old Zhou, you have a good relationship, you have already calculated it a long time ago!"

The bald man's teeth itched for a while, and he would not have come to this muddy water if he knew that he would be killed.

Zhou Wenyong promised: "Everyone, don't worry, I will provide three extra pills for each of you when the Star Spirit Pill is practiced!"

"It's almost there!"

When everyone heard that there was the Star Spirit Pill, they felt a lot more balanced.

Isn't it just half a year? It's normal to retreat for half a year.

In the dark, Ling Feng frowned when he heard this conversation.

half a year?

I can't wait half a year for such a long time!
These people can't tame the spirit of the five elements, but it doesn't mean that they can't tame them either!

Just when Ling Feng was about to make a move, suddenly, a figure, like a big bird, flew past high above the sky.

"Since none of you can pick the Chaos Fortune Fruit, why don't you let me try it?"

The sudden appearance of this voice surprised everyone.

The elders of the Hall of All Souls all looked at each other, but there was a young and handsome man in white clothes, suspended in the air.

"Which family are you a disciple, how dare you trespass on the ancestral land!"

The bald man frowned. The Qianling Medicine Garden was always only open to the Hall of All Souls and the children of the vassal families of the Hall of All Souls.

And this ancestral land is a forbidden area expressly stipulated, except for these elders, no one else is allowed to enter.

This white-clothed man obviously violated the ban!
"Duan Lingtian at the Temple of the Holy Witch!"

The man in white had a confident smile on his face, without hiding it, he directly reported his name.

"Witch God Temple!"

The complexions of the elders of the Hall of Thousand Souls below all changed.

"How is it possible? This Qianling Medicine Garden is heavily guarded. How could the disciples of the Temple of the Witch God come in?"

The bald man began to curse, like a raging lion.

In the dark, Ling Feng secretly laughed in his heart.

Why is the security heavily guarded? Didn't he come in?

However, this Duan Lingtian...

The name sounds familiar!
The next moment, Ling Feng suddenly reacted.

Isn't this Ling Tian the guy who once set a record in the Mingguang Temple and was called the youngest great witch in the Temple of the Witch God?
After all, this guy is still his "senior brother"!

It's just that he is more than 200 years older than he should be.

Ever since he joined the Mingguang Palace, all kinds of legendary deeds about Duan Lingtian have been heard like thunder.

It can be said that this guy is a legend of the Mingguang Palace, an idol-like figure.

Unexpectedly, I would actually see him here.

Indeed, this guy still looks quite handsome, and exudes a confident and powerful aura all over his body.

Even though there are so many elders of the Hall of All Souls below, there is no sign of fear at all.

It seemed that these elders were no different from ants in his eyes.

This is the real strong man, this kind of belief that I am invincible, even Ling Feng felt a little ashamed of himself.

"Duan Lingtian came out halfway..."

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, still hiding his breath, and did not act rashly.

But at this time, the appearance of Duan Ling Tian had obviously angered the elders of the Hall of All Souls.

"Little brat, no matter who you are, if you dare to take the idea of ​​Chaos Creation Fruit, you will die!"

That bald man, with a flaming blade condensed in his hand, stared fiercely at Duan Lingtian.

Just about to make a move, Zhou Wenyong held down his shoulder.

"Your Excellency is Duan Lingtian? The youngest great witch in the Temple of the Witch God?"

Zhou Wenyong stared at Duan Lingtian and asked in a deep voice.

"Witch God Temple, is there a second Duan Lingtian? If not, it's probably me."

That Duan Ling Tian slowly fell from the sky, and said lightly.

Zhou Wenyong took a deep breath, "Our Hall of All Souls and your Temple of the Sorcerer's God have always been well waters that do not interfere with river water. This Thousand Spirits Medicine Garden is the place of my Hall of All Souls, so this Chaos Creation Fruit also belongs to our Myriad Spirits Hall." For the things in the Spirit Hall, Your Excellency leave quickly, and this old man can pretend that nothing happened."

"That's a bad word!"

Duan Lingtian shook his head, "Since ancient times, this treasure has been obtained by those who are capable, and those who are destined to get it. Since you have no choice but to hold the treasure, why not let me try!"

Duan Lingtian raised his eyebrows, and said slowly: "If I can't take it out, I will turn around and leave immediately without hesitation, how about it?"

"Are you thinking of farting? Why should I get it for you?"

The bald man flicked the long knife in his hand, "Old Zhou, let go of me, isn't he just a brat, I'm afraid he won't succeed?"

Zhou Wenyong did not let go, but just stared at Duan Lingtian, hesitated for a moment, then sighed lightly, and said slowly: "Okay, then, it doesn't hurt to let Your Excellency try."

"you!"

The bald man was so angry that he almost turned around and slashed at Zhou Wenyong, and cursed: "Old man Zhou, you must have been scared out of your wits by the name of the Temple of the Witch God. He is alone. There are so many of us, so we are afraid of him." one?"

Duan Lingtian grinned, "Yeah, there are so many of you, you really don't have to be afraid of me alone, come on, let's do it. I'll give you three swords first, as a respect for the elderly!"

"Grass!"

The bald man couldn't bear it anymore, he forced Zhou Wenyong away, tightly squeezed the flame blade, and stared at Duan Lingtian angrily, "Little brat, I think you are tired of living! Since you are looking for death, grandpa, I will help you!"

The bald man is also a powerful saint, and his temper is as fierce as fire. How could he stand such a provocation.

He swung his broadsword like a tiger, and rushed towards Duan Lingtian.

A knife!

Failed!

"hateful!"

The bald-headed man cursed angrily, turned around and slashed at Duan Lingtian again. His figure was divided into four, and he slashed at Duan Lingtian from four directions.

Duan Lingtian still didn't make a move, but perfectly dodged all the blades of the bald man with an incredible angle.

"Roar!"

The bald man was completely enraged, he directly squeezed his hands and cast out the flame curse!

As soon as the forbidden spell came out, the breath of the whole person became even more berserk.

Fire rained down from the sky all over the sky, but that Duan Lingtian seemed to be strolling in the courtyard. In the fire rain, he moved left and right to dodge, his figure was bright and dark, front and back, left and right.

When the forbidden curse of the bald man was completely over, Duan Lingtian didn't even touch a piece of his clothes.

"Damn it!"

The bald man yelled, "Little brat, I'm going to kill you!"

However, Duan Lingtian raised his sword eyebrows, and just said lightly, "Three tricks, it's over!"

Zheng!
There was a sword cry, as if the Heavenly Sword was out of its sheath.

Everyone saw only an incredible ray of light, and then, a human head fell to the ground.

The bald man, pawn!

(End of this chapter)