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Jian Chen followed Elder Hong and walked toward the deepest part of the temple. Finally, he came to a magnificent palace, and then directly opened the door and entered.
The palace is bright and magnificent, but the huge palace is empty, without a single person. Jian Chen and Elder Hong walked in the center of the palace and stopped. Elder Hong said to Jian Chen, "Jian Chen, please wait here."
"Yes, Elder Hong." Jian Chen promised, looking around curiously.
Elder Hong withdrew, and the heavy door of the palace was closed again, causing the hall to fall into a deathly silence. , Jian Chen stood alone in the palace and waited quietly, his expression calm and collected, without showing any signs of anxiety.
After a moment, Jian Chen's eyes suddenly condensed, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the top of the main hall. He saw that on the huge empty throne above, a woman had appeared at some point. Her arrival was so sudden, and there was no one there. Jian Chen didn't even notice the slightest sign.
The woman is about 20 years old. Her appearance is extremely beautiful. Even the words "love the country and the city" are not enough to describe her beauty. She is so beautiful that it is indescribable, so beautiful that it is suffocating. She is so beautiful that all the men in the world will go crazy for her.
Her beauty is as if she is a flower fairy in the sky, sacred and noble, so holy and inviolable that it is impossible to appear in the human world.
The woman was wearing a dark blue dress, with long turquoise hair shining with a faint blue light, pouring down like a waterfall, and draped over her shoulders very naturally. At this moment, she was sitting cross-legged on the throne of God, with a pair of as if Eyes that could capture the soul stared at Jian Chen.
Seeing the woman's appearance, even Jian Chen's state of mind couldn't help but lose consciousness. Among the women he had seen, with such a wonderful beauty, only the Qin Shengtian Witch could compete with her.
"Is this the face of the Lord of the Poseidon Temple?" Jian Chen thought to himself, this was the first time he saw the peerless grace of a most powerful Saint Emperor.
Jian Chen quickly came to his senses, and immediately bowed his hands to the woman with respect, saying, "Jian Chen has met His Highness the Palace Master."
"Jian Chen, what do you want from me?" The master of the Poseidon Temple said, his soft and smart voice mixed with ruthless indifference, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, and the look he looked at Jian Chen was also as calm as an ancient well. A pool of stagnant water.
"Palace Master, I want to go to the Jiao Temple and Tianling Temple to avenge the past and take back the things that were robbed back then." Jian Chen said.
The master of Poseidon Temple pondered for a while and said: "Do you want me to help you contain the masters of the other two major temples?"
"Yes, this is exactly what I meant. I hope the palace master can help me." Jian Chen said, before going to the Jiao Temple and Tianling Temple, he must restrain the Holy Emperor of the other party, otherwise, even if he Even with the Eight Desolate Temples and sacred weapons protecting his body, it would probably be a disaster.
Because the powerful Saint Emperor can already destroy the holy artifacts and the Eight Desolate Temples.
The master of the Poseidon Temple hesitated for a while and said, "People from our three major temples are not allowed to cross the territory without permission, but you are just a guest of our Poseidon Temple, not a member of my Poseidon Temple. Therefore, you can freely step into the Tianling Temple." The territory of the temple and the Jiao Temple. When you go this time, challenge your former enemies in the name of revenge. It is best not to provoke the dignity of the other two temples, so as not to provoke the action of their temple elders. The masters of the two temples , I will help you contain them, you go ahead."
"Thank you, Your Highness." Jian Chen's face was filled with joy and he cupped his hands to express his thanks. With the master of Poseidon Temple secretly keeping him in check, he no longer has any worries.
At this moment, in a side hall of Poseidon Temple, Qing Yixuan, who was dressed in green clothes, was sitting cross-legged on the bed and practicing. At this moment, Qing Yixuan's expression changed with his eyes closed, and he slowly opened his eyes. With a thought, he removed the barrier covering the entire palace and said calmly: "Come in."
Soon, a young man wearing the uniform of the Poseidon Temple's envoy came in from the outside with a respectful look, raised his hands to Qing Yixuan and said: "Dear Senior Qing Yixuan, the person you asked me to pay attention to has appeared. He I just came to the temple and walked towards the core area of the temple."
Qing Yixuan's eyes flashed, and her beautiful face was suddenly covered with frost, and she said: "I understand, you can go down."
"Yes, senior." The temple envoy responded respectfully and slowly withdrew.
After the temple envoy left, Qing Yixuan also stood up from the bed and said through gritted teeth: "I didn't expect that you didn't die in the Bahuang Temple. Although the remaining pictures of the Bahuang Temple are gone, the humiliation you did to me back then, I Qing Yixuan must get it back no matter what. Now that the old turtle is not around, I wonder who else can keep you. After I catch you, I will torture you well to vent my feelings. Hate." As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Yixuan walked out of the palace.
Jian Chen left the main hall where he met the master of Poseidon Temple, and then went to sit with Elder Hong for a while before leaving in a hurry, flying straight towards the territory of Jiao Temple.
Jian Chen flew in the sky against the strong wind, and soon he was tens of thousands of miles away from the temple and arrived above a barren mountain range.
Jian Chen stopped on a towering mountain range, standing upright on the top of the mountain, with a teasing smile on his lips, and said: "Senior Qing Yixuan, I wonder how long you will follow me."
As soon as Jian Chen finished speaking, a stern murderous intention suddenly appeared, filling the void. In the void behind him, a long sword flashing with light cyan light suddenly appeared, stabbing at the speed as fast as lightning. Jian Chen.
Jian Chen snorted lightly without turning around. The emperor's artifact instantly appeared in his hand, and he swept his sword directly towards his back.
"Ding!" With a soft sound, the light cyan long sword coming from behind was deflected by the imperial artifact and stabbed from the side of Jian Chen.
"Emperor's Artifact! This is Emperor's Artifact. If you don't want to do it, this is impossible. How can you have Emperor's Artifact." A voice full of shock came from behind Jian Chen, and Qing Yixuan, dressed in Tsing Yi, appeared from the void. When he came out, a big cherry mouth was staring at the imperial artifact in Jian Chen's hand with an incredulous look on his face.
Jian Chen slowly turned around and said: "Senior Qing Yixuan, I am no longer the person who could be bullied by you. Now that my strength has greatly increased, and I even have the emperor's artifact in hand, you are no longer me. rival."
Qing Yixuan's expression became serious, staring at Jian Chen with envy and jealousy, gritted his teeth and said: "You brat, I didn't expect you to be so lucky that you actually have an imperial artifact in your hand. This imperial artifact must be You got it in the Bahuang Temple."
Jian Chen held the emperor's artifact and danced a sword flower casually, and said with a smile: "Yes, this emperor's artifact is indeed taken from the Temple of the Eight Desolations. I would also like to thank Senior Qing Yixuan for the fragmentary picture of the Eight Desolations. If there is no such With this broken picture, it is impossible for me to enter the Eight Desolations Temple, let alone obtain this imperial artifact."
As soon as he heard this, Qing Yixuan suddenly thought of the scene where he was robbed of the remaining map of the Eight Desolations, and his eyes suddenly burst into anger. He stared at Jian Chen fiercely. Looking at that look, he simply wanted to eat Jian Chen's flesh. , as if drinking Jian Chen’s blood.
Qing Yixuan's expression also reminded Jian Chen of the scene when he snatched the remaining pictures of the Eight Desolations from Qing Yixuan's arms. A trace of embarrassment suddenly appeared on his expression, and he smiled lightly and said: "Senior Qing Yixuan, back then... I have offended you, and I will make up for it in the future. I have important matters to attend to today, so I won’t accompany you. I hope that senior will stop following me." After leaving these words, Jian Chen turned around and flew away, continuing on his way. .
Qing Yixuan was suspended in mid-air with a livid face, her chest was heaving violently with anger, and her teeth were bitten by her. At this moment, the hatred for Jian Chen in his heart had reached the point where it could not be increased, but there was nowhere to go. Vent, not to mention how angry you are.
Because from the previous sword attack, she already knew that she was no longer a match for Jian Chen. The current Jian Chen was no longer the weakling she had chased him around.
"Ah!" Qing Yixuan looked up to the sky and let out a long roar. The rolling sound was like the sound of thunder that echoed continuously between the heaven and the earth, making the sky rumble. At this moment, she could only vent her frustration with the roar.
In Tianyuan Continent, in a primeval forest, in the underground secret room of the Huanggu family, Huang Luan was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the secret room, constantly looking around the secret room with a look of surprise.
"I have long discovered that there is something wrong with the ** that the master gave me. I sent a message to my ancestors many days ago. Why haven't my ancestors come to pick me up yet?" Huang Luan thought to himself, with a hint of worry and anxiety in his expression.
At this moment, the door to the secret room suddenly opened, and the ancestor of the Huanggu family walked in from the outside.
"Disciple has met the master." Huang Luan immediately stood up from the ground and saluted the ancestor of the Huanggu family.
There was a sparkle in the eyes of the ancestor of the Huanggu family. He stared at Huang Luan carefully for a while and said with a smile: "Disciple, I don't know where you have been in cultivation and how your progress is."
"Master, I haven't been home for a long time. I have been missing my family these days and have been unable to calm down and practice. I beg the master to let me go home to visit my parents." Huang Luan said with a pleading expression.
Hearing this, the ancestor of the Huanggu family had a cold look in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it and said with a smile on his face: "Disciple, this moment is a very critical step for you. You must calm down and practice. , don’t worry about other things in your heart, otherwise, it will definitely have a great impact on your future achievements. You should practice peacefully here. When you practice the body I entrusted to you to a high level, you will naturally become a teacher. Let you go home."
Huang Luan's heart sank slightly, he hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and said: "Master, if this disciple cannot go home, he will never continue to practice."
"How dare you disobey the master's order." The ancestor of the Huanggu family's face darkened, and he suddenly shouted, and even his eyes became sharp.
Huang Luan bit her lip lightly and remained silent. She was only the Sky Saint Master now, but the ancestor of the Huanggu family was a powerful Saint King. She had no power to resist at all.
The ancestor of the Huanggu family stared at the silent Huang Luan with a gloomy face, the light in his eyes flickering, and thought to himself: "It seems that this girl has probably seen some clues."
The ancestor of the Huanggu family left the secret room, but soon turned back, and in his hands, Sheng Ran was still carrying someone, a pale old man, who was currently tied up with a thick iron chain.
When Huang Luan saw the old man tied up with five flowers, he was shocked and exclaimed: "Old Ancestor!"
The old man who was tied up with iron chains was none other than Huang Tianba, an old member of the Huang family.
ps: I don’t know if I was typing for too long yesterday. My typing fingers are not smooth at all today and I don’t feel smooth. The update time for the second chapter is not fixed, and I am also mentally exhausted now. I don’t know if I can finish the second chapter. But for Chapter 2, it’s better not to wait any longer tonight.
