5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 504 The Temple of Ten Thousand Worlds is crowned, the new Lord!
No one expected that Leng Yutong's attack was so powerful that it shattered Taoist Shangyuan's head in just an instant.

Not only the head, but also the soul disappeared in this instant, and there was not even the slightest movement during the whole process.

How fast is this process?
The expressions on the faces of everyone at the scene still maintained disdain and contempt, and Taoist Shangyuan fell like this.

"Boom."

In the next second, the entire Temple of Ten Thousand Worlds resounded with a mighty bell.

This is the sound that will only be made after the death of members of the Temple of Myriad Realms who have the Hall Master and above. It is a funeral for the dead.

Before the sound of the bell, Taoist Shangyuan might have been seriously injured, but when the bell rang, it meant that Taoist Shangyuan had really fallen.

This is the judgment made by the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms in person, and it will never be wrong.

"Impossible, that's the judge of the Temple Grand Competition, Daoist Shangyuan, died so soon?"

Yuedu and Ji Wubing looked at each other, their eyes widened in disbelief.

Originally, they wanted to watch Leng Yutong's jokes, but they didn't expect that the final outcome would be like this. The dignified judges would be instantly killed at the beginning.

This is simply a joke, a big joke.

"Dead, dead?"

It took several seconds before the people at the scene came to their senses. They were all stunned and couldn't believe their eyes.

This fucker, actually died right away?
Everyone was looking forward to watching a good show, but they didn't expect it to be so dramatic!
Originally, many people expected that there would be a one-sided situation, but everyone imagined that the Shangyuan Taoist tyrannized Leng Yutong.

What is going on now?

A large group of people reached out and wiped their eyes, a little in disbelief.

Even Jiang Ling was dumbfounded.

Just a second ago, he was still worried about his master Leng Yutong, fearing that something would happen to him, but in such a moment, Leng Yutong turned the tide of the battle and killed Shangyuan Taoist instead.

"It's not true, I must have read it wrong."

Until this time, some people still couldn't accept this fact.

But at this moment, Taoist Shangyuan, who was suspended in mid-air, fell lightly from the air, and hit the solid ground with a "boom", his gorgeous robe was stained with scattered sand and dust, the situation was very miserable.

It was also the sound of the corpse falling to the ground that made the people at the scene completely shut up.

This corpse is the best proof that Taoist Shangyuan is really dead, just fell in front of everyone on the spot, and was killed by Leng Yutong instantly.

"This, how is this possible."

Everyone looked at Leng Yutong in astonishment.

But Leng Yutong acted as if nothing had happened, with a calm face, drinking slowly.

"He actually killed Taoist Shangyuan!"

The judges in mid-air also looked at Leng Yutong in shock, their eyes full of surprise.

Before the two sides went to war, who would have imagined such a result?

No one in the audience expected the situation to turn out like this, including Jiang Ling.

No, maybe there was one person in the audience who had expected such a result long ago, and that person was Leng Yutong's master, the master of Yanghu Palace.

After seeing Leng Yutong killing Shangyuan Taoist in an instant, the master of Yanghu Palace looked calm, as if it should be taken for granted, but he was the calmest.

"I finally got this day." The master of Yanghu whispered softly.

Only he knows that Leng Yutong is the most talented person, he is not a waste.

"Leng Yutong, you openly killed the judges, are you guilty?"

With a low shout, a terrifying breath suddenly spread out from midair, instantly covering Leng Yutong.

"Haha, what a joke, I'm in a life-and-death battle with Taoist Shangyuan, which conforms to the rules of the Temple of Myriad Realms, and our life-and-death battle is protected by the Temple of Myriad Realms. You still want to judge me now?"

Leng Yutong laughed loudly, his eyes were full of wildness and freedom.

"The life-and-death battle between you and Shangyuan Taoist, no one witnessed it? To be precise, you shot too fast, and the life-and-death battle has not officially started, so you still killed Shangyuan Taoist."

Another judge spoke in a cold voice, with a cold and stern tone, as if he wanted to put Leng Yutong to death.

Jiang Ling frowned upon hearing this.

This group of people was shameless and tried their best to make things difficult for Master Leng Yutong.

"In public, is it interesting to pick words with me?" Leng Yutong smiled slightly, and didn't take this matter to heart.

"Bold! The crime of killing the judges, you also want to use our words as an excuse to escape?"

The judges scolded one after another.

"Aren't you a bit too much, are you all blind?"

Leng Yutong's master, the master of Yanghu Palace, couldn't stand it any longer, and said with a sullen face: "Everyone present knows that Leng Yutong won the Shangyuan Taoist in a life-and-death battle, and you judges are so confusing right and wrong? "

"Yes, it was Leng Yutong who won the battle of life and death."

"Those judges are really not a thing. They usually behave in a dignified manner. I didn't expect to have so many eyes."

The crowd of onlookers didn't give the judges face, and they all stood by Leng Yutong's side.

Those who can enter the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms are not ordinary people, they are all geniuses, and these geniuses will not turn black and white in order to please critics.

"Om."

The judges in mid-air wanted to say something, but at this moment, the space in mid-air suddenly floated slightly like water waves.

"What's going on?" Yuan Tiangang, Old Gui and the others looked up at the sky.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Ling also sensed the change in the air, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat, thinking that the Temple of Myriad Realms must have come to punish Master Leng Yutong.

If this is the case, then the master is in danger. Compared with the judges and inheritance disciples, the Temple of Myriad Worlds will definitely believe the judges' words.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ling felt even more flustered, with a bad feeling.

"Hmph, wait until you die." Yue Du and Ji Wu Bing both sneered.

Fighting with them is really naive, I'm afraid I don't know how I died in the end.

But the judges in mid-air remained silent, did not say a word, and did not express any opinions.

"Crash."

In the astonishment of everyone on the scene, the solid space slowly cracked open, and majestic power emerged from within.

At the same time, a supreme will suddenly descended, carrying a monstrous aura of destroying everything.

"It's such a powerful breath, what is it? Is it a powerful monk or something similar to the Dao of Heaven, the Eye of Heaven?" Jiang Ling stared, his heart full of shock.

And at this moment, an illusory robe slowly emerged from the split space. The robe swept across the sky and landed on Leng Yutong's body, automatically fitting it together.

"boom."

The moment the robes were fitted together, a monstrous aura suddenly spread, setting off waves of ten thousand zhang.

"It's done!"

The master of Yanghu Hall shouted excitedly: "Successful, the Temple of Myriad Worlds will be crowned personally!"

(End of this chapter)