Chaotic Sword God

   "Deputy Hall Master, what has happened? We are ready to attack Wuhun Mountain. We are waiting to set off. How will this be canceled?"

   "Yes, Deputy Hall Master, why after you have entered the Holy Light Tower, this Wuhun Mountain will not go to crusade"

   "Deputy Hall Master, I don’t know what happened in the Holy Light Tower, and the Hall Master, what happened to him?"

As soon as Xuan Zhan’s words fell, there was a loud noise in the hall. Before, Xu Zhiping and Huangfu Guiyi were two outsiders, which made these temple elders worried and did not dare to ask. Now that the two of them left, these temple elders couldn't help it anymore and spoke one after another.

  Xuan Zhan did not reply to these people's questions. Even Donglin Yanxue, Han Xin and Bai Yu who wanted to explain, were told by Xuan Zhan's voice to stop them.

  What happened in the Holy Light Tower, apart from their six guardians, no one knew.

Soon, all the elders of the temple gathered in the main hall ready to go, as well as the several deputy hall masters besides Xuan Zhan, were also under Xuan Zhan's order, all with their minds full of doubts and unwillingness, relentless. Reluctantly left here, and disbanded all the forces already in preparation.

   This action of condensing the power of the entire Temple of Light to fight Wuhun Mountain, it was so thunderous and little rain came to an end.

  The Temple of Light was greatly shaken up and down, and there was a lot of discussion around this matter, but without exception, from the deputy master to the ordinary disciples, no one knew a little bit of inside information.

  The only five guardians and Gongsun Zhi who knew the inside story were still staying in their original positions and did not leave.

  However, Gongsunzhi, who was experiencing great ups and downs, seemed to have no intention of thinking about other things. At this moment, he is still kneeling in front of the Holy Light Tower, his face is pale, his eyes are hollow, and he is desperate.

   "Vice Hall Master, why don't you disclose the secrets that Master Qi Ling told us to everyone." Bai Yu turned to look at Xuan Zhan, and said with dissatisfaction.

Hearing this, Xuan Zhan let out a long sigh, and said feebly: "Almost all the high-levels in the Temple of Light have hatred for the spirit of the martial arts, and there is a hatred that is difficult to resolve in their hearts. If the spirit of the martial arts is under such a situation. It is the secret announcement of the royal family, which will inevitably make everyone unable to accept it. They will not admit that the martial arts line of their old enemies for many years is the identity of the royal family. The final result will only lead to the collapse of the Temple of Light."

Xuan Zhan's face solemnly swept across Han Xin, Bai Yu, Donglin Yanxue, and Xuanming, and said in an extremely cautious tone: "For the stability of the Temple of Light and the secret of the Martial Spirit, all of us must Keep it secret."

"The deputy hall master is right. The secret of the spirit of the Martial Spirit cannot be announced now." Han Xin also spoke. Although he did not condense the spirit tree into the ranks of the elders of the temple, as the master of the peak, he is the same. It was an old man in the Temple of Light, and he had a deep understanding of the grievances between the Martial Spirit line and the Temple of Light.

"But, but the second brother is obviously the royal family, if you don't tell them the true identity of the Martial Spirit line, can so many people in the Temple of Light continue to hate the second brother?" Bai Yu stomped his feet bitterly, very unwilling in his heart. . However, she obviously understood that to deal with the relationship between Guangming Temple and Martial Soul, it might not be as simple as imagined, so she had to cast all her anger on Gongsunzhi's head: "Gongsunzhi, you have no more slaughter now. Sword of God, do you think that with your status as the God King of Light, you still have the qualifications to continue to sit in the position of the Lord of the Palace?"

  When she said this, it was as if she had hit Gongsunzhi’s sore spot, and she immediately made Gongsunzhi furious: "Get out, get out, get out of me all, get out of the hall master."

   Outside the Temple of Light, Gongsun Zhi, who is still wearing a robe that symbolizes the Lord of the Palace, is walking in despair on the deserted plains, his eyes are empty and showless, and he looks like a walking corpse.

  There are no entourages around him, although he is still the Lord of the Temple of Light in name now, but obviously, few people pay attention to him as the Lord of the Temple.

  Even if there is a trace of too respectable blood in his body, it still can't bring him even a trace of change.

  Because, he no longer has the Sword of Slaughter God!

  There is no doubt that in the eyes of all the high-levels of the Temple of Light, the guardian holy sword is far more noble than the so-called Taizun bloodline!

  At this moment, an old man appeared in front of Gongsun Zhi quietly, his eyes were indifferent and said: "Hall Lord, our ancestors want to see you!"

  "Who is your ancestor?" Gongsunzhi looked up stupidly.

  The old man showed a meaningful smile on his face, and said: "Who is the ancestor, you will know when you go!"

After   , regardless of whether Gongsunzhi agreed or not, the old man waved his hand and forcibly took Gongsunzhi away.

  Not long after the old man left, Xuan Zhan, the deputy head of the Temple of Light, suddenly appeared here, and Xuan Ming was also beside him.

   "Father, do we want to stop it, Gongsun Zhi is also a member of the Temple of Light?" Xuan Ming turned his head to look at Xuan Zhan.

Xuan Zhan's eyes were deep, and he said lightly: "This is the bitter fruit that Gongsunzhi himself planted. All the consequences should be borne by him. Let's go, let's go back."

The Zhongtian family, as Huangfu Guiyi who has the supreme status in the Zhongtian family, is sitting in a magnificent hall with a gloomy face. In addition to him, Xu Zhiping, the ancestor of the Xu family's Taishi Realm, is also there. Here, the face is equally gloomy and terrifying.

  The huge palace, except for the two of them, there is no one else.

  At this moment, an old man walked in from outside. Before the old man saluted, Huangfu Guiyi’s indifferent voice came out first: "Has anyone brought anyone?"

   "Enlighten the old ancestors, have followed your ding family, and brought Gongsunzhi here intact." The old man looked respectful, waved his hand, and released Gongsunzhi who was imprisoned in the portable shrine.

   "There is nothing to do with you here, you step back!" Huangfu Gui waved his hand at the old man.

  The old man respectfully bowed to Huangfu Guiyi and Xu Zhi in parallel. Without saying a word, he obediently stepped back.

"Gongsunzhi, what happened inside the Sacred Light Tower? Your Sword of the Slaying God was really taken away by the Spirit of the Sacred Light Tower?" Xu Zhiping stared at the desolate Gongsunzhi with a cold tone. Incomparable.