Chapter 235
Qingling Temple, located in a vast mountain range in the north, has only been handed down for more than 4000 years, and its founder is an old king.

When the old king was alive, the hall was worthy of honor with a radius of a million miles, but after the old king died, the hall was not as good as the next generation.

According to the past thousands of years, the overlord of this place is like a toothless tiger, surrounded by wolves, who may pounce on him at any time.

"The Southern Knights were destroyed, and thousands of children were lost..."

At this moment, in the depths of a fairy peak in the Qingling Temple, a majestic old man sat cross-legged in front of the blood-colored altar covered with corpses, crushing a jade slip in his hands, with an embarrassing expression on his face.

His taboo technique is now stuck at the most critical juncture, and blood sacrifice is urgently needed. He wants to become a king, but the word king has blocked countless people throughout the ages, so that he can only practice crooked ways in order to seek a glimmer of hope.

"Still...you want to seek refuge with the Golden Crow clan..." the majestic old man was silent, and he couldn't help but think of the golden man who came to Qingling Temple a year ago. He was very dazzling, like an invincible god. Even he felt deeply powerless.

"You have no chance..."

Suddenly, a flat voice sounded from the altar in front of him.

This is a man, he is tall and tall, with long hair and shawls, deep eyes, and a cold and handsome face. He is dressed in a black dragon-patterned battle suit, exuding thousands of immortal energy. Although he is calm, he is not angry and majestic.

It was very sudden that a god-like man appeared directly in his retreat, standing among the bones, completely purifying the surrounding darkness and dead energy.

"You are……"

"You... are Luo Tianchen?!"

The old man stood up suddenly, his gray hair stood on end, and his deep-set eyes stared at the figure on the priest.

Like, it's too similar, this is a proud son of heaven, who once set off boundless storms on this star, the entire Ziwei star, it can be said that no one is unaware of it.

But such a person, after disappearing for a few years, unexpectedly reappeared, and his strength unexpectedly reached the same level as him!
How can this not surprise people, he is a generation of headmasters!
Luo Tianchen took a look at the bones under his feet and around him. This is a cave with a radius of [-] meters, but now it is full of dead wood children's bones after dehydration. I have been through crazy pain, and the dry and sunken old skin is still full of despair.

"Everyone is born with a ray of innate spiritual origin, which will dissipate with time, but at the moment before dissipation, it can be extracted, see... this is a sacrifice, through offering The feedback after the sacrifice will only make me stronger!"

The headmaster of Qingling Hall suddenly laughed, and his eyes fell on the battle clothes full of natural dragon patterns and black fairy energy, "No matter what method you used to reach your current state, and no matter where you got the fairy gold, It's a good fortune, but you should never stand on my altar!"

As Yin Cece's voice fell, the entire cave suddenly rose into a gloomy black mist. They came out of thousands of bones, cold and piercing, accompanied by the shadows of hideous children with teeth and claws, like ghosts resurrected Generally, it makes the scalp numb involuntarily.

"I have comprehended in this realm for 500 years, how could you know how powerful I am!"

Luo Tianchen was always calm, even if thousands of ghosts came and enveloped him completely, even if the altar trembled, strange black light and ominous mysterious aura gushed out, he still did not change his face.

"To put it nicely, it's understanding. To put it bluntly, it's you who are too useless."

"boom!"

As soon as the words fell, thousands of ghosts collapsed, and even the altar under his feet stopped shaking, as if no dark force dared to make a move in front of this man!

"Sacrificing spirits, worshiping enemies, and offering sacrifices to ancestors!"

Headmaster Qing Ling roared, his voice was sharp and sharp, and he stretched out his hand to press the bottom of the cave, and the ground of the whole cave suddenly trembled, and the stones made dense crackling sounds, as if they were split in two, revealing Three coffins covered with dark brown lines.

Obviously, this is a ruthless person, even his own ancestors will not be spared.

But this is also a hole card, which is now used as a trump card to prevent the opponent from escaping.

The headmaster of the Qingling Palace stood behind the three coffins, showing confidence. This is his confidence, and he only wants to take down the opponent quickly, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

"Is that all it takes..."

When Luo Tianchen stepped on the ground, the altar was shattered and turned into rubble and exploded. He was calm and calm, took one step forward, and arrived in an instant.

However, at this moment, the two coffins were suddenly shot flying, and two withered figures sat up from them.

Those are two old ghost-like figures, they are too thin, their hair is like sparse yellow grass, their old skin clings to their skeletons, their empty eyes are full of black mist, as if they have been revived from hell.

"Even if you destroyed the altar, why would you fight me in front of the three supreme sect masters!" The headmaster of the Qingling Temple sneered, stepped back, and kept making tactic with both hands.

"Noisy!"

Luo Tianchen raised his hand and pressed it down, his palm was like a millstone, the moment it was covered, the two withered corpses together with the coffin turned into dust, which made the old face of the headmaster of Qingling Palace bewildered, because the opponent's next move was even more astonishing, even kicking Smash the last remaining coffin.

Rather than saying that it is the coffin of the old king, it is better to say that his body has long since disintegrated, and now there is only a bluffing empty shell left.

"So what if you find out, you will definitely die today!"

The head teacher of Qingling Palace not only did not retreat at this moment, but raised his hand and laid down a blood-colored banner, covering ten directions around him. At the same time, he opened his mouth to spit out a gray ancient stone seal, and threw it at Luo Tianchen.

The stone seal rose against the wind, the lines were shining, and the brilliance was overwhelming. Accompanied by the aura of the king all over the sky, the moment it appeared, this fairy mountain collapsed.

"boom!"

The quaint lithograph was magnified, like a mountain towering over the sky, shaking off the vast splendor, and suddenly smashed down.

This is the magical weapon of the Dacheng King, with the power to turn the world upside down, even if the king is hit, he will still be half dead.

But at this moment, Luo Tianchen suddenly raised his palm and collided with the fallen ancient seal, making a huge roar.

This is astonishing. A man with a straight figure is holding a mountain with a radiant divine light in one hand. Instead of sinking or being damaged, he forcefully lifted the mountain away.

He was very wild, and his posture was very domineering. He dodged and quickly followed, and punched the mountain, shaking it for a while, almost out of the old man's control.

"This...your physical body!" The eyes of the head teacher of Qingling Hall widened. What the hell kind of physical body is this? Even a king-level sky demon body may not be able to do this.

However, what made him even more horrified was that the king's magic weapon was stepped on by the opponent, punch after punch, the big seal stones flew around, the pattern collapsed, and even the radiant light on it It's all on and off!

This is terrible. It was the magic weapon of the king left by his ancestors. It is indestructible and nothing can be broken. Now it was smashed by that man in front of him. If it spreads, it will be enough to scare to death A piece of people!

"Bastard... Could it be that he wants to destroy my Azure Spirit Palace for the sake of those lowly ants!"

Luo Tianchen didn't say a word, he raised his hand vigorously, his fist was mighty, and accompanied by the aura of Dao, he forcibly smashed a piece of Dacheng King's Weapon.

At this moment, he raised his eyes, glanced at the leader of the Qingling Hall who was in the pattern, and strode out.

"boom!"

One after another of secret techniques, the momentum is huge, and it is easy to come by, and it fills the entire sky in just a moment.

However, that man seemed tired of even hiding, so he reached out his big hand and extended it into the pattern. Under the old man's mischievous eyes, he grabbed him and smashed him into pieces!

(End of this chapter)

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