Chapter 462 Are you worthy of touching the remains of the Great Sage? The Great Sage returns to the

Rumble——! ! !

The terrifying aura, mixed with the sound of chains swinging and whipping, exploded into the void and roared!

Death energy, corpse energy, divinity, Tao Yun, and the power of calamity, all kinds of power are mixed together, and the black lightning-like power is constantly intertwined and wreaking havoc on the skinny figure standing at the top of the white jade slide. above.

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The chaotic and surging Xuan Catharsis was discharged, impacting all around, and the space was shaking like ripples!

The wild wind is howling, and the terrifying ripples are shaking!

Chains were swung wildly one after another, like whips, lashing all around!

The overwhelming pressure is overwhelming, overwhelming the heaven and earth, and annihilating everything!

Like a god or a devil!

Extremely scary!

Sitting in silence for thousands of years, just to protect the sky now!

Li Che wore Qitian's face, and his eyes revealed a look of extreme horror!

At this moment, the Tao Fruits in the chest were all beating exquisitely, and each one became very active. Among them, the Innocent Heart Tao Fruit burst out with a very high warning!

Danger! Danger! Danger! ! !

The void is shaking, and an invisible wave spreads instantly!

The powerful aura was like a sacred mountain that towered into the sky. It was cut in half by the terrifying power, collapsed suddenly, and fell into the world. It was like a great seal that shook the sky, falling with an unstoppable and unstoppable attitude!

What a powerful, terrifying aura!

Even Li Che was horrified at this moment.

This seemed to be the most terrifying spirit he had ever encountered!

The many Lords of the Second Disaster Divine Tribulation who were present seemed to have become extremely small in front of such a power. They could not even show their courage and were suppressed back into their bodies one after another!

That is an absolutely crushing level!

It’s not on the same level at all!

"This is……"

"Three disasters can be overcome together! Divine Tribulation Supreme!"

Li Che's pupils shrank!

The Temple Protector of Qitian Temple, the Cursed Corpse King, turned out to be a divine tribulation supreme who had overcome three disasters!

To overcome two disasters is to be a noble person; to overcome three disasters is to be supreme!

The pressure that raged across the sky continued to dance wildly, covering the sky and the sun, as if the entire Qitian Inner City was falling into boundless oppression at this moment.

What surprised Li Che even more was that this scrawny figure turned out to be the founder of Qitian Temple!

The founder of the first divine sect in the world back then!

He is not dead!

Qitian Temple fell from its peak. For unknown reasons, the inner city was closed and most of the strong men of Qitian Temple were buried.

Previously, when the gates of the inner city of Qitian were wide open and he saw the temple-protecting cursed corpses transformed by many strong men from the past of Qitian Temple, Li Che thought that all the strong men of Qitian Temple were dead.

But I never thought that the founder of Qitian Temple would sit there for thousands of years without dying, and he would uphold his obsession to protect Qitian. Now, when the inner city of Qitian is reopened, and everyone is walking in front of Qitian Temple. .

Completely breaking off the shackles and transforming into the Temple Protector Cursed Corpse King!

Let your aura and cultivation level completely return to their peak state!

Become a terrifying existence at the supreme level of the Three Disasters!

Can't stop it...

The Dao Fruits in Li Che's chest were all warning.

At this moment, Li Che also understood that no matter how hard he tried, he could not stop the Three Disasters Supreme!

In front of Qi Tianzhi, Li Che frowned slightly.

Feeling something is wrong.

He took a step back slightly, trying to get away.

As the head of the family and the backbone of his daughter Xixi and his wife Zhang Ya, Li Che must always uphold the belief in saving his life.

Even under the ultimate aura of the Sleeping Dragon Elephant, Li Che felt that the Temple Guard Cursed Corpse King, transformed by the founder of Qitian Temple and possessing the highest level of combat power, would definitely be able to detect his presence.

Therefore, Li Che felt that he needed to be more steady.

boom--! ! !

"Crazy! Really crazy!"

The eyes of the black bull demon god who was carrying the purple golden beam across the sea could not help but reveal a look of horror.

"He actually held his breath and remained immortal for thousands of years, just waiting to transform into the Cursed Corpse King of the Protector Temple today! How could there be such an old thing!"

The Black Bull Demon God was cursing.

At this moment, under the impact of the supreme pressure, every strong man who broke into the temple changed his face in shock.

The sect leader of the Zifu Shen Sect is Zhang Wuji, wearing a Taoist robe and flying black hair. His face is solemn, and there is a hint of admiration in the solemnity: "You really have good faith..."

"Sitting idle for thousands of years, the body has already become old and twilight, and its fighting power is reduced to ten. The founder of Qitian Temple once stood at the top. He himself was the supreme master of the three calamities, and the third calamity also spanned two calamities. It was because of that The most powerful person in the world."

"But now, after all, time is like a knife, cutting off his elegance and fighting power. And the reason why he has been unwilling to turn into the Temple Guard Cursed Corpse King early is because he does not want to lose his strength in the years."

"Even if he transforms into the Temple Protector Cursed Corpse King, as time goes by, his power will weaken and he will no longer be at his peak."

"When the inner city opens and a strange temple is born, which will inevitably attract the covetousness of powerful men, the founder of Qitian Temple chooses to incarnate as the Temple Guard Cursed Corpse King, and his combat power will explode at its peak!"

Zhang Wuji took a deep breath and covered himself in hunting robes, clinging to his body.

His eyes fluctuated endlessly.

"But Fang Xinyuan, the founder of Qitian Temple, can endure the pain of loneliness for thousands of years, face the torture of his own increasing decline, and endure the slashing of time like a knife. How much obsession can he do? So?"

"Qitian... Is it so important to protect Qitian? Is it worth it?!"

Zhang Wuji exhaled and sank.

"Amitabha..."

"The Curse Corpse King who protects the temple has just transformed into a cursed corpse, and his power has not yet reached its peak!"

"Everyone, don't hide it... Since you dare to come to the Qitian Temple, I'm afraid you are mentally prepared."

"I thought we would face a Curse Corpse King who has been sealed for a long time and has exhausted his breath, but I never thought that he is a great willpower who sticks to his mind, endures for thousands of years, and is willing to transform into a corpse when facing a crisis."

"But fortunately, the Curse Corpse King is at his weakest when he just transformed!"

"Everyone, suppress it together!"

The sound of chanting Buddha's name is like rippling sound waves, and the Buddha's light shines into the sky, but it is extremely cold.

But I saw the cicada-patterned ascetic monk from the Western Regions, standing on the white jade slide, with his palms together, his monk robes flying continuously, and the sound of sullenness echoing endlessly.

"Who is this founder of Qitian Temple who is defending Qitian Temple to death and trying to stop the enemy? Anyway... it shouldn't be us."

The Black Bull Demon God smiled coldly. Although he was curious, he didn't stop moving his hands. He slammed the sea purple gold beam to the ground.

The next moment, he tore open the void with his five fingers and probed into the Qianyuan space.

He grabbed it out suddenly, and a huge demon pill was beating constantly!

Dongdongdong——

There was a glow in the demon pill, and the substantial demon energy as powerful as a thread was intertwined around.

The three disaster patterns on it burst out the terrible breath of the Three Disasters Demon God Supreme.

The Black Bull Demon God threw the demon pill out suddenly!

Instantly, countless demon energy rolled together, and the divinity surged like a tide!

Boom——! ! !

The space was violently shaken like a rag!

A figure formed by the gathering of demonic energy, with the Supreme Demon Pill as its origin, slowly condensed, and the terrifying pressure made the space feel unbearable, raging out.

The cicada-patterned ascetic monk in the Western Regions of Buddhism also took out a string of Buddhist beads and threw it up suddenly. In an instant, the Buddhist beads burst into brilliance, reflecting a terrifying Buddha across the sky, which was also as powerful as the Supreme Demon God!

The Wushen priest of Wushen Mountain took out a piece of crystal clear finger bone, which was also lingering with the Supreme breath.

In the hands of the former emperor of Dajing, Lu Wenchang, a flag of gathering immortals appeared, shining, as if there was an emperor across the sky.

Zhang Wuji of Zifu Shenzong and the female Guanyin of Nanhai Zizhulin also took action one after another.

One after another, the Supreme Qi burst out, and came out across the sky, fiercely suppressing the founder of Qitian Temple who was incarnated as the guardian of the temple and cursed the corpse king.

Obviously, these people came prepared.

It was even expected that the Curse Corpse King who guarded the Qitian Temple might be a powerful existence comparable to the Three Disasters Supreme!

Boom——!!!

Waves of unimaginable pressure instantly enveloped the entire Qitian Inner City, and even the terrible pressure penetrated and transmitted to the outer city. This city that spanned the two worlds shook violently at this moment!

In the Qitian Inner City.

Many cultivators almost collapsed on the ground, being crushed by such a terrifying Supreme pressure.

They could only breathe heavily to relieve the shock in their hearts!

Everyone looked in the direction of the Qitian Temple, with horror surging in their eyes, and they were extremely shocked.

Supreme pressure!

Did the inheritance of the Qitian Temple actually break out into a Supreme-level battle this time? !

The Three Disasters Supreme, not visible in the human world!

In the human world, there may be Three Disasters-level existences, but such existences can no longer even set foot in the human world, because they are too powerful. Once they set foot, they will be absolutely targeted by the will of heaven and earth.

Of course, it cannot be said to be too absolute. Perhaps there is a supreme master who can return to the world with mysterious means.

But it is undeniable that the Three Disasters Supreme has long become a legendary existence in the world.

People have only heard the legend, but have never seen the real face.

But today, they feel the collision between the pressures of the supremes, and it seems that a supreme war is about to break out!

Many people's faces changed, and the movements of exploring the palace in their hands kept speeding up.

Because the war broke out, perhaps in a short time, the Qitian Inner City will undergo a major change. These monks who came only for resources naturally have the goal of plundering resources, so they have to race against time.

Try to get the resources when the Qitian Inner City undergoes a major change.

And in the Qitian Inner City, with the birth and revival of the temple guardian curse corpse king, the terrifying roar shook the whole city.

Those scattered temple guardian curse corpses suddenly had red eyes and roared in response.

Chaos swept the entire Qitian Inner City for a while.

…

The Qitian Temple stands on the top of the mountain, with countless rolling strange fogs tumbling on both sides, pouring down like a waterfall!

Death, shackles, and corpse qi are rampant and intertwined!

The skinny Qitian Temple ancestor turned into the temple-protecting curse corpse king, and his breath seemed to have recovered to its peak, stepping into the realm of the Three Disasters Supreme!

Roaring up into the sky, powerful thoughts surged, and rolled wildly between heaven and earth.

"Protect Qitian!"

"Protect!"

"Fight!"

The sound was like thunder, exploding and roaring!

The corpse qi was overwhelming, and the Qitian Temple ancestor pushed forward with a punch, and countless corpse qi swept upside down, hitting the power of the Supreme Demon Pill sacrificed by the Black Bull Demon God.

The fierce and unparalleled, the demon-shaped figure transformed by the Supreme Demon Pill was almost about to collapse.

Such a domineering scene is simply astonishing!

Even the Black Bull Demon God was trembling and shivering at this moment, worried that the supreme demon pill he had sacrificed would be exploded!

Fortunately, we also have the foundations of the Western Region Buddha Land, Wushen Mountain, Dajing, Purple Mansion, and Purple Bamboo Forest, which are all supreme-level powers!

It almost turned into rounds of scorching sun rising across the sky, trying to melt away the corpse energy and death energy of the founder of Qitian Temple and completely suppress him!

Tyrannical battles collided in mid-air, and the void above Qitian Temple seemed to split open. Supreme-level auras continued to surge, and the power of three-disaster levels stretched across them like a python.

Rumble——

It was like rolling thunder exploding high in the sky, and a terrifying and depressing aura surged endlessly.

However, at this moment, the Temple Protector Cursed Corpse King was finally suppressed.

The supreme secrets of the major forces were uncovered. They wanted to completely suppress the Cursed Corpse King while the Patriarch of Qitian Temple had just transformed into the Cursed Corpse King and his strength had not yet reached its peak!

"It's so fierce! Although what we sacrificed are not the true bodies of the supreme beings of various races, they are all the inherent power of the supreme beings, which is extremely impressive!"

"The founder of Qitian Temple, who was seriously injured and had been sitting idle for thousands of years, turned into the Cursed Corpse King, and he was able to explode with such powerful power..."

"He won't be able to use the power of the supreme beings of all races like us to counter-suppress him, right?"

The Black Bull Demon God Lord stared at the battle scene covered in mist like tides above the sky, and his face trembled violently.

Then he suddenly swung the Purple Gold Beam over the sea, took a big step, and faced the supreme pressure, heading upstream towards the sloping white jade slide.

Running towards the weird temple!

He planned to take advantage of the time when the Temple Guard Cursed Corpse King was blocked, rush into Qitian Temple, and seize the Three Purities Divine Weapon Ruyi Golden Cudgel!

The Black Bull Demon God also knows very well that it is uncertain whether the supreme background of many forces can completely suppress the founder of Qitian Temple.

Therefore, you must fight for it immediately!

The demon clan has occupied Qitian City for five hundred years and has been laying out the plan for so long. What a loss it would be if they did not get the magic weapon!

The Black Bull Demon God was arranged from the Shiwan River and waited in Qitian City for five hundred years.

How could you give up the opportunity so easily when you see it!

"Where are the 100,000 Dachuan Demon Gods? Follow me and charge!"

The black bull demon god was carrying the purple golden beam that was holding the sea, and the dense demonic energy was raging into the sky, rushing towards Qitian Temple at high speed.

The Green Lion Demon God, the Lingshui Demon God, and other four demon gods who were in the realm of one disaster and three calamities, followed immediately without any hesitation!

other side.

The ascetic with the cicada pattern clasped his palms together, and a golden cicada floated up from behind, its wings flapping, followed by several ascetics.

Also climb up the white jade slide.

All parties know that they must take advantage of the delay of the terrifying Temple Guard Corpse King with supreme combat power to complete the collection of divine weapons, and even...

Seizing Qi Tian’s Corpse!

"Dou Zhan is the holy Buddha of our Buddhist sect, and his body should be brought back to our Buddhist sect!"

The cicada-patterned ascetic chants, and the Buddha's light shines across the sky, speeding past.

On the other side, Emperor Da Jing's big sleeves were also rolled up, and Zhang Wuji of the Purple Mansion Divine Sect, the female Guanyin of the Purple Bamboo Forest, and the Witch God Priest of the Witch God Mountain also set out one after another!

The supreme power collides in the sky, even if it is just a downward fluctuation, it is enough to make the space fluctuate, making them, the two disaster masters, feel boundless pressure.

But no one is willing to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

I want to break into Qitian Temple!

The [Dragon Elephant King Kong] Dao Fruit in Li Che's chest was beating loudly. He raised his head and glanced at the Supreme Battle that was obscured by strange objects. The chains swept across, the demonic energy collapsed, and the Buddha's light exploded. He only felt the terrifying energy. The machine can easily tear the sky and break everything.

A supreme level battle...

This is not what Li Che can contend with today. The supreme strongman who has overcome three disasters and mastered the power of six or more disasters is an existence that truly stands at the pinnacle of the human world.

He couldn't interfere in the battle, so he ignored it.

Although the pressure is strong, Li Che has the Pure Heart Dao Fruit and can ignore this pressure!

His target was locked on the Black Bull Demon God of the Second Calamity.

Take advantage of the opportunity to look for opportunities to make a move!

Li Che tapped his toes, and his body instantly ejected, causing the space to explode. He stepped on the white jade slide and went upstream!

The white jade flat in front of the strange temple is vast and boundless.

Everyone climbed the mountain and landed on the large flat. Their eyes were naturally fixed on the splendid palace with thousands of feet of light.

Qitian Weird Temple!

Everyone's hearts are racing.

And when everyone arrived at the large square in front of the strange temple.

In the inner city of Qitian, all the temple-protecting corpses became crazy, and they no longer launched attacks on the monks who were looking for the resources left by Qitian Temple.

It was as if he had received a call.

They gathered crazily in the direction of Qi Tianfeng, intending to rush onto the terrace and stop the temple intruders!

This picture is truly spectacular and mind-blowing!

"A group of corpses, all dead, yet they still have to protect them...it's really ridiculous!"

The Black Bull Demon Lord glanced at the shocking scene at the bottom of the mountain and sneered: "Qitian Temple... who else is guarding it?! No one is guarding it anymore!"

"You are a bunch of dead people, you can't even protect me!"

The Black Bull Demon God's face turned cold.

Bang——

The demonic energy swirled around, like a hurricane, rushing towards the closed strange temple door of Qitian Temple!

The distance of hundreds of feet could not block his figure at all!

Not only the Black Bull Demon God, but also the ascetic monks from the Buddhist lands of the Western Regions, Emperor Dajing, Zhang Wuji from the Zi Mansion, and other powerful figures from the Second Disaster also set out one after another!

They cannot intervene in the Supreme War, but the Supreme War is not the point. The point is the inheritance and opportunities in Qitian Temple!

Although the Black Bull Demon God said that Qitian belonged to the demon clan, the cicada-patterned ascetic in the Buddhist land of the Western Regions said that Qitian belonged to Buddhism...

But, in fact, everyone knows it.

Qitian...

It’s the Hell Lotus camp!

At least, before his final fall, Qi Tian belonged to one of the gods in the Hell Lotus camp!

Qitian represents the Hell Lotus!

The camp represented by the Black Bull Demon God and other powerful figures all have a consensus, which is to kill the Hell Lotus and end the inheritance of the Hell Lotus!

Therefore, Qitian Temple must do its best to divide Qitian's inheritance and magic weapons, so that there is no possibility of Qitian's recovery!

The purple golden beam of the sea was lifted up by the black bull demon god, and like a big pillar, it rushed out fiercely and hit the door with a thud!

There was an extremely heavy sound in an instant, like the sound of beating war drums!

Invisible ripples spread in circles, causing fluctuations!

The door was hit and a gap opened, and the majestic divinity burst out from the strange temple crazily!

The Black Bull Demon God felt as if the pores all over his body were relaxing!

He laughed loudly, carrying the purple golden beam across the sea and charging out again!

Dong Dong Dong Dong——!

Every collision was done with all my strength!

Finally, the closed door was smashed open, and the auras of many powerful men burst out, entangled with the power of calamity, and shot towards the Qitian Temple like hundreds of armies fighting against each other!

Scrambling to be the first!

The opportunity is in front of them, and no one is willing to give up easily, giving up the opportunity that will be enough for them to ascend the three disasters to attack the Supreme in the future!

Li Che wore Qitian's face, his eyes were focused, and the sleeping dragon elephant was aroused to the extreme.

They were also moving with all their strength, as if they were sneaking in the darkness, following closely behind everyone.

The door of Qitian Temple is wide open, and countless volumes of divine catharsis are revealed!

However, just when many powerful men were about to rush into Qitian Temple, the sound of rushing water could be heard.

Then, everyone's hearts were slightly shaken.

Then they discovered that a mighty long river was rolling across the sky, slapping down hard and blocking everyone in front of them.

"who?!"

The Black Bull Demon God was leading the way, rushing to the front like a wild bull. When he saw the mighty river blocked, he was furious!

The purple-gold beam that built the sea in his hand suddenly slammed down, trying to smash the long river into pieces!

The long river rolled up and turned into a punch that was pushed out horizontally!

Boom——

The terrifying collision exploded.

The majestic river exploded, a scholar's shirt flew up, and a figure floated down, retreating several steps back on the white jade floor of the strange temple.

The beautiful beard was hunting in the wind, and the figure turned around, revealing an elegant face.

The black bull demon god has a majestic aura, and the demonic aura is raging on the burly and majestic body. The copper bell-like eyes are slightly narrowed, staring at the figure in the scholar's shirt.

"Who are you?"

He did not recognize Fang Hanshu.

After all, Fang Hanshu was not very famous before.

Li Che, who was hiding in the darkness, was slightly stunned, a little confused, and a little confused.

Great Elder Fang Hanshu...

Why would he take action at this moment?

Moreover, he faced this group of Second Disaster Venerables who showed off their cultivation!

At this moment, except for the four demon gods and Li Che, all the powerful people present were basically those in the second disaster realm. Fang Hanshu suddenly fell down at this juncture, blocking the current situation.

Isn't this seeking death?

Li Che knew that Fang Hanshu's strength was that he had stepped into the realm of divine calamity.

But...that's all, just stepping into the realm of divine calamity.

Even if the Great Elder hides his identity as the Hunter God Killer of the Hunting God Pavilion, it is just an identity and will not bring any improvement in strength to the Great Elder.

Behind Fang Hanshu, the mighty river rolled wildly, slowly turning into a white mighty spear in his hand.

"The surviving family of Qitian Temple, the unworthy descendants of the Fang family, Fang Hanshu."

"Today, protect the sky."

Fang Hanshu shook the powerful spear in his hand, lowered his eyes and said calmly.

If it were not for his status as a descendant of the Fang family, Fang Hanshu would not have come to Qitian City at all, nor would he bother to come to Qitian City.

"The Fang family? The Fang family, the eternal family of Jiangnan Road? The Fang family, who united with Haoran Academy...to amass wealth and make the people of the prosperous Jiangnan Road miserable?"

Lu Wenchang, the first emperor of Da Jing Dynasty, said with a sneer.

He was too clear about the urinary nature of this eternal family.

Although they know that the Fang family is related to Qitian Temple, Qitian Temple has been lonely for so many years, and the Fang family has long refused to recognize themselves as the survivors of Qitian Temple.

"That's right...so, descendants are unworthy."

Fang Hanshu held the spear at an angle, with his beautiful beard flying, and raised his head, looking at the Fang family ancestor who had no hesitation in the swirling mist and transformed into the Temple Guard Cursed Corpse King, and sighed softly.

The ancestral precepts and obsessions of the Fang family have long been completely forgotten.

After all, Qitian Temple had been destroyed long ago, and the current Fang family never considered themselves to be the survivors of Qitian Temple.

Fang Hanshu also doesn't recognize that the current Fang family has nothing to do with the current Fang family in Jiangnan Road. The only survivors of Qitian Temple are Fang Hanshu and his sister Fang Shangzhen.

In fact, Fang Hanshu once hesitated whether he really wanted to fight for a Shenzong that had been destroyed for a long time, because fighting for it was very risky, and even risked death.

But until he saw that the ancestor of the Fang family was willing to sit for thousands of years to protect Qi Tian, and today he led the corpse qi and death qi into his body, and turned into the king of corpses who protected the temple.

Fang Hanshu then understood the significance of the family's obsession to protect Qi Tian.

The former emperor of Dajing, Lu Wenchang, looked at Fang Hanshu indifferently.

"You are courageous enough to stand up at this moment, but unfortunately, what can you, a cultivator in the realm of disaster, protect?"

"Is it meaningful to take your life to protect a Qi Tian temple god who has nothing to do with you?"

The former emperor of Dajing, Lu Wenchang, had a bit of sneer in his tone.

The black bull demon god was carrying the purple gold beam across the sea, and the murderous intent surged in his eyes. The ascetic monk with cicada patterns in the Western Buddhist Land had a cold face. Zhang Wuji of Zifu sighed softly, and the woman Guanyin in Zizhulin had a blank expression...

Since Fang Hanshu wanted to stop them, it was equivalent to cutting off their chances, so they naturally would not hold back.

It was understandable to beat Fang Hanshu to death.

Li Che performed the Sleeping Dragon Elephant, watching in secret, and couldn't help but frown.

However.

Fang Hanshu smiled softly, and the spear in his hand, which was condensed from the Haoran Long River, shook.

"Scholars, there is a word called sacrificing oneself for righteousness."

"In this generation of the Fang family, I can't let my stupid sister uphold the righteousness of our ancestors, right?"

"So, I have to come."

Fang Hanshu looked back at the empty Qitian Temple with only a stone coffin.

He exhaled softly.

"Qitian, let the Fang family achieve glory."

"But now... the last guard."

"Qitian, Yulian, my Fang family... doesn't owe you anything."

"Grand Supervisor, please."

Fang Hanshu's beautiful beard danced wildly, and his eyes suddenly burst into an extremely brilliant light!

The next moment, Fang Hanshu's palm had a tortoise shell emitting a warm glow. His five fingers clenched violently, and the tortoise shell was crushed.

The aura of Fang Hanshu began to rise steadily!

Sacrifice for justice!

…

The capital of gods, the second city.

The octagonal double-eaved dripping imperial treasure tower.

The ninth floor.

There was divinity interweaving on the emperor's face, and the whole person was blurred, and the golden light of luck continued to interweave around him.

The ninth floor of the treasure tower was extremely empty and vast.

The chief eunuch was sitting on the back of the black tortoise, holding a piece of tortoise shell in his hand.

At the door of the ninth floor.

Fang Shangzhen and Yue Taofu, the two deputy chief eunuchs of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, stood quietly.

"Qitian, Yulian, my Fang family... doesn't owe you anything."

"Grand eunuch, please."

Suddenly.

A voice suddenly rang throughout the entire ninth floor, and the voice... seemed to come from the tortoise shell in the hands of the chief eunuch.

Fang Shangzhen at the door suddenly raised his head, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

"Hanshu?"

The chief eunuch sighed softly.

He looked up, his eyes moving under the blurred face.

It seemed that he recalled the time when the top scholar in the imperial examination came to visit him and said that he was a young man from the Qitian Temple.

"It's Yulian..."

"I owe you."

In the vast ninth floor.

The sound of soft sighs echoed.

...

Boom --! ! !

When the aura on Fang Hanshu's body rose steadily.

The faces of the Black Bull Demon God, the Cicada Pattern Ascetic Monk, and the Witch God Priest all changed slightly!

"Is this... the power of the chief eunuch? He is borrowing power from Gongshu Guigu!"

"He is looking for death! Gongshu Guigu's power of heaven and earth... he can't bear it!"

"Protect Qitian? So many years have passed, what else is there to protect?! You are still risking your life to protect! Idiot!"

The sound of inward curses resounded endlessly.

The many strong men who had knocked open the door of the Qitian Temple no longer hesitated, and burst out one after another, killing Fang Hanshu and suppressing him!

The power of the Grand Supervisor...

They dare not underestimate it.

Even the supremes of the major forces dare not underestimate the Grand Supervisor Gongshu Guigu.

Because...

This man.

Can represent the will of heaven and earth!

Moreover, time is extremely tight. After all, the supreme background they showed was not the Supreme in person, and it was probably just to delay the temple-protecting Curse Corpse King whose aura was growing stronger!

Therefore, they must fight quickly!

In front of the strange temple, a powerful and terrifying aura burst out!

Demonic aura, Buddha light, divinity, disaster power, all kinds of power, swept like a hurricane, the void was like a rag, and cracks were intertwined!

Li Che raised his hand and gently touched the face of Qitian on his face.

Slowly exhaled.

Li Che did not have any obsession with protecting Qitian.

He simply felt that if the corpse of the Great Sage fell into the hands of these guys...

It would be an insult to Qi Tian.

Are they worthy of touching the remains of the Great Sage? !

Of course, if it was really impossible, Li Che would not force himself to fight. He would retreat when he should. Living in this world, he was walking on thin ice, and being steady has always been Li Che's primary survival principle.

However, now all the calculations have been arranged...

Let's do it first!

"Do it!"

His mind moved.

Li Che's Qi Tian face suddenly raised, and he stepped down, and the whole person rushed out silently.

At the same time.

The four demon gods of one disaster and three calamities, Qingshi, Lingshui, Jiuyan and Giant Claw, also burst out demonic energy. They followed closely behind the Black Bull Demon God and accelerated suddenly, approaching the Black Bull Demon God!

Carrying the purple gold beam across the sea, the Black Bull Demon God was about to launch a terrifying attack and kill Fang Hanshu. His old strength had just gone and his new strength had not yet been born.

Suddenly, the four demon gods burst out with all their strength at the same time, ignoring the suppression of the demon clan's rank, and killed the Black Bull Demon God.

Bang bang bang bang——! ! !

The Black Bull Demon God was completely unprepared and was caught off guard!

The demonic energy exploded, his skin was torn, and blood was sprayed!

"What are you doing?!"

"You are looking for death!!!"

The Black Bull Demon God was shocked and angry, and his murderous intent was raging!

What's going on? !

Why did they attack him? !

Suddenly.

The Black Bull Demon God raised his head and found that a huge black portal fell down with a bang, swallowing him instantly.

Fang Hanshu's breath was rising steadily, and the Haoran spear in his hand was shaking constantly.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the huge city gate that swallowed up the Black Bull Demon God.