Super Martial God

Lin Mu stood with a negative hand, ignored them and still looked at the Mountain Gate plaque.

"Your Excellency, this is Jiuyun temple. No matter what your status is, I hope you can quickly tell the origin, otherwise please leave."

One of the mountain gate guards zhengse road.

Lin Mu withdrew his eyes.

Then, he looked at the two mountain gate guards of Jiuyun temple and said faintly, "go and tell Jiuyun to come out and die."

His tone was very light, as if he was not talking about Yunsheng, but letting some factotum of Jiuyun Temple come out and die.

The two guards of the Mountain Gate of Jiuyun temple were stunned.

Then they flew into a rage.

"Die!"

The left guard boldly drew his sword and pointed to Lin Mu: "Sir, no matter where you come from, it's a capital crime to insult the saint at the gate of our Jiuyun temple."

Qiang!

The voice fell, and his figure had disappeared. He turned into a peerless drill and shot at Lin Mu.

When he appeared again, he came to Lin Mu and stabbed Lin Mu's throat with a sharp sword in his hand.

"I didn't expect elder martial brother Huo's strength to be so strong. Looking at the speed, I'm afraid it's hard for Da Luo to resist."

The guard of the right mountain gate was surprised.

Bang long!

Suddenly, a loud noise echoed.

Before the guard of the Mountain Gate on the right could react, he saw a figure fly out backwards and hit the Mountain Gate heavily.

Looking ahead, the man in Tsing Yi was still standing there.

"An enemy is coming."

Without hesitation, the guard of the right Mountain Gate shouted and waved a signal bomb to inform the mountain gate.

Lin Mu ignored him and suddenly took the sword of the left Mountain Gate Guard into his hand.

Then he waved and threw.

The guard of the right mountain gate was stunned.

With a clang, the sword shot into the plaque on the mountain gate.

Click!

Then the Mountain Gate plaque was divided into two halves and fell to the ground.

"You... You..."

The right mountain gate guard's voice trembled and angrily pointed to Lin Mu, unable to speak.

Lin Mu did not look at him and waved his sleeve.

Bang!

A powerful force hit the guard of the right mountain gate and knocked the latter out.

Jiuyun temple.

At the moment, Jiuyun temple is holding the largest Jiuyun Dabi.

This time, there are five imperial treasures.

If Lin Mu or someone familiar with Lin Mu is here, I'm afraid you can recognize that these five imperial treasures are all Lin Mu's.

It is Ruyi money, firewood chopper, Jinjiao gourd, hidden night mirror and jinjiaoyun.

For the disciples of Jiuyun temple, these five imperial treasures are of complete types.

Suppression, attack, alchemy, defense and speed are all five mainstream types of treasures, which can meet the needs of different types of disciples.

All the enthusiasm of the true transmission of Jiuyun view has been mobilized, and the top five of Dabi are determined to win.

In addition, a spiritual emperor was suppressed in the center of the big comparison school field.

A spirit emperor, Jiuyun temple is still not willing to kill.

But its value is beyond doubt.

Its fur, muscles, bones and soul can be used to make treasures.

Its blood can be used to irrigate spiritual soil and cultivate spiritual objects.

For Jiuyun view, it is a living treasure, and the energy source continues to create wealth for Jiuyun view.

This time, Yunsheng spoke in person. The champion can get the soul of the spirit emperor and a wisp of soul to make top puppets.

At the moment, Dabi is in full swing.

The high-level of Jiuyun temple, headed by Yunsheng, all sat on the highest platform.

"Mo Xiaoyao is worthy of the personal transmission valued by saints. I think he must be the champion of this big competition."

A red haired old man exclaimed.

Don't be carefree in his mouth. He is the youngest disciple of Yunsheng.

The cloud saint's face was full of joy: "this boy, we still need to make progress. It should be noted that there are people outside the people and there are days outside the world. It's no small matter not talking about others, but Lin Mu."

Hearing Lin Mu's name, the audience of Jiuyun were all awed.

"Lin Mu's strength is indeed extraordinary. He is not a saint, but he can escape in the hands of a saint. It is said that he won the third place in the Zhongzhou Derby."

Said the red haired old man.

The cloud Saint frowned.

At this time, the red haired old man changed his words: "but Mo Xiaoyao is also extraordinary. As long as you have more experience, it's nothing to surpass the Lin Mu in the future."

"Yes, Lin Mu, no matter how strong he is, he is just a big Luo. Last time, he was actually killed by Lord Yunsheng, but later he was saved."

"Nephew Mo Xian's talent, savvy and mind are incomparably outstanding. Lin Mu's achievements are nothing more than accumulated with resources. We can see from his hands that he has so many treasures."

"Totally agree. Under the same conditions, Lin Mu is far inferior to nephew Mo Xian."

The high-level leaders of the nine cloud temple agreed with the Tao.

Others wondered, "who saved the forest shepherd?"

"Who else can there be? It's just the teacher."

Another high-rise cold hum.

No one talked much about the master.

After all, the other person is likely to be a saint.

Even Yunsheng was afraid of the master and didn't want to mention it more.

"Don't say that. Soon, Dabi will end. We need to prepare for the celebration. We must not be careless..."

Yunsheng spoke.

Peng!

Before he finished, a colorful fireworks burst into the sky from the mountain gate.

"What's going on?"

"Who sent the enemy attack flare?"

The faces of all the senior leaders changed.

"Nonsense."

The silver haired old man shouted, "in order to ensure the smooth holding of the conference, the foot of Jiuyun mountain has already been full of our spies. Any disturbance can't hide from me. How can there be any enemy attack."

"It seems that some disciples don't know the strictness of the door rules and dare to fool around."

"Must be severely punished."

Many high-level officials angrily said.

As they spoke, a strange smell approached from the outside.

This breath makes people feel less strong, but it's strange and frightening, and no one can ignore it.

Yun Shengan sits on a high platform.

He is a saint. Ordinary little things can't disturb him to deal with.

The silver haired old man went out, stared at the direction of the breath and said, "I don't know which Sir came uninvited. When my Jiuyun temple is a mountain, can I go in and out at will?"

The movement here also alerted other disciples.

The disciples in the competition stopped fighting one after another and looked at the gate of the school yard.

In response to the question of the silver haired old man, there was silence.

The silver haired old man was angry.

He is the deputy leader of Jiuyun temple. He takes care of all the trivia of Jiuyun temple on weekdays.

Such authority makes him more and more dignified. It can almost be said that he is under one cloud saint and above ten thousand people.

How can he not be angry now that he is ignored.

"It's lawless to dare to be presumptuous in our Jiuyun temple."

The silver haired old man said angrily, "sage, please let me go out and catch the thief."

Before Yunsheng spoke, a middle-aged man in the disciples said, "how dare you bother the master with such a small matter? Let the disciples do it for you."

This middle-aged man is a disciple of the silver haired old man.

Among the new generation of disciples, middle-aged men are second only to Mo Xiaoyao.

The silver haired old man was extremely satisfied and looked a little slower.

The cloud Saint then smiled and said, "your master is here. Please ask your master for instructions."

The silver haired old man said, "yes."

Shua!

The middle-aged man took his sword and left. He turned into a rainbow and rushed outside the school.