"This is the voice of the Lord of the Poseidon Temple. Who is His Majesty the Lord of the Poseidon Temple?"
"The Master of the Poseidon Temple is one of the three major leaders in the sea area and the emperor with the highest status. Who else can be the majesty that the Poseidon Temple Master calls him?"
Arty Blue Devil's loud shout caused an uproar in the crowd. Being called your majesty by the most powerful emperor in the sea made everyone wonder who this majesty was.
Could it be that there is someone in the sea whose status is more noble than the master of Poseidon Temple?
"Could it be that the previous master of Poseidon Temple didn't die?" Someone speculated.
"This is impossible. Even if the previous palace master is still alive, he is only called the old palace master and cannot be your majesty." A strong man immediately denied it. He is a fifteen-star strong man. , has profound experience and a certain understanding of the internal systems of the three major temples.
Suddenly, an ancestor of the top power in the crowd seemed to have thought of something, his face suddenly changed, and he lost his voice: "Since ancient times, only the gods of our sea clan in ancient times are qualified to become your majesty. Could it be that the great sea god has not fallen? , and has lived to this day.”
"What, the great Poseidon is not dead. This is impossible. It has been a million years since ancient times..."
What this ancestor of the top force said shocked countless people around him, and everyone had incredible looks on their faces.
"That's good. What the master of the Poseidon Temple said just now is that the Poseidon is currently undergoing a resurrection ceremony. The two masters of the Tianling Temple and the Jiao Temple are doing their best to prevent the great Poseidon from resurrecting." There was another sixteen-star in the crowd. A super strong man spoke. He was also the ancestor of a top family. He looked horrified and was shocked by this shocking news.
"Oh my God, His Majesty the Great Poseidon is not dead. This is really unbelievable."
Many people exclaimed in amazement that one of the four most powerful men who surpassed the Holy Emperor in ancient times, Poseidon, did not die and has survived from ancient times to today. This news was like a shocking thunder explosion to the entire sea area. It will set off a huge wave in the sea.
Thousands of miles away, the master of the Jiao Temple held two thunderbolts and was about to throw them out when the roar of Arty Blue Demon suddenly came from the distance. This made the expressions of him and the master of the Tianling Hall change. With the arrival of Ti Lan Mo, it will not be so easy for them to kill the King of the Turtle Clan and destroy the ritual of Poseidon's resurrection.
Although Arti Blue Devil is young, his strength is not weak. Even in the minds of the masters of the Jiao Temple and the Tianling Temple, the strength of Arti Blue Devil has begun to be described as unfathomable, even in their heyday. Against Artie Blue Devil, there was absolutely no confidence that he could win, not to mention that both of them were injured now.
"You go and hold that little bitch, and leave the affairs here to me." The master of the Dragon Temple said solemnly, with murderous intent in his eyes.
Without any hesitation, the master of Tianling Palace immediately rushed towards Arti Blue Demon. Various formation flags appeared in his hands. He threw the formation flags into the air, and the formation flags immediately disappeared in the void. Disappeared in it.
The next moment, the space around Arti Blue Demon shook violently. In an instant, her figure disappeared and she was trapped by the formation.
The master of the Tianling Palace knew that this formation alone could not defeat the Arti Blue Devil. He did not stop with his hands, throwing various formation flags one after another, and set up eight major formations in the shortest time. The power is very amazing and can be used to deal with the powerful emperors. Among them, there are even terrifying killing formations that are not weaker than the Nine Dragons World Destruction Formation.
Seeing that Arti Blue Demon was successfully trapped, the master of the Tianling Palace breathed a sigh of relief and secretly said in his heart: "These formations are ineffective against Jian Chen, and I don't believe they are also ineffective against you." Originally, many of these formations were for Jian Chen. It was prepared by Jian Chen, but after the master of Tianling Palace saw that the formation was ineffective against Jian Chen, he turned to use it on Arti Blue Demon.
On the other side, the master of the Jiao Temple stared at Jian Chen with a ferocious smile on his face, and was about to throw out the two Sky-shattering Divine Thunder in his hand.
However, Jian Chen's movement was one step faster than him, and the Purple Ying Sword under his feet instantly turned into a normal size and appeared in his hand, turning into a purple light and shooting towards the Lord of the Flood Dragon Temple.
The speed of the purple light was really too fast, and the distance between Jian Chen and the master of the Jiao Temple was even closer. The master of the Jiao Temple didn't even have time to react. The purple light came in front of him and swept his palms away. Cut it off.
Jian Chen conveniently took out two thunderbolts from the broken palms of the master of the Jiao Temple, and calmly returned to his previous position.
A pair of palms were chopped off, Jiao Temple let out a muffled sound, and his face instantly turned a little pale. At his wound, there was a trace of purple light flickering, and the remaining sword energy was shining brightly on his wound, giving him It brought severe pain, causing the muscles on his face to twist.
Blood sprinkled down from high in the sky. A large amount of blood sprayed out from the broken wrist of the Lord of the Dragon Temple, and a bloody rain began to fall in the sky.
This is the blood of the Holy Emperor. Every drop of blood contains powerful energy fluctuations. For ordinary warriors, it is a rare treasure in the world.
This time, Jian Chen did not waste any time. He took out a big gourd from the space ring and collected all the blood.
The master of the Jiao Temple looked at his bloody wrist with a horrified look on his face. His eyes were as big as copper bells, and his face was full of disbelief, mixed with an inexplicable sense of fear.
"This is impossible, this is not true." The master of the Flood Dragon Temple lost his voice and looked at Jian Chen with eyes full of fear, and his body retreated continuously.
Jian Chen stood on the Purple Ying Sword again, holding two Explosive God Thunders in his hand and looking at them non-stop, and then a faint smile appeared on his face, saying: "It's really surprising, I actually got two such high-level Explosive God Thunders. Lei, the Jiao Temple is indeed an ancient force that has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years."
The face of the master of the Jiao Temple was full of horror. He stared at the Ziying Sword at Jian Chen's feet with his eyes wide open, and said in horror: "This is definitely not your own strength, Jian Chen, what is the sword you are using?" what."
Jian Chen put the two Heaven-shattering divine thunders into the space ring with satisfaction, looked at the master of the Jiao Temple, and said: "This is the immortal sword I just refined. With these two immortal swords, I can kill the Holy Emperor like Kill the ants, Lord of the Dragon Temple, you can use whatever means you have."
The face of the master of the Jiao Temple was pale. He stared at the purple and green swords. A trace of greed flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared. Then he turned around and ran away, not daring to stay any longer.
