Chapter 6277: Can't cover the sky
The Wind God Lord smiled slightly and said:
"Tian Lie, from today onwards, you will be in the Qianyuan Temple and gather the forces belonging to the Qianyuan Temple. For the time being, don't conflict with the Temple of Compassion and the other two sects!"
Feng Tianlie was stunned and said:
"Sect Master, what about the Land Abandoned by God? Just leave it alone!"
The Wind God Lord said lightly:
"You pass the news to Tianlang first, let him tell Di Ping, and let him be prepared!"
Feng Tianlie worried:
"Are we sending some people over to cooperate with the three of them. If they mobilize too much True God Realm, Di Ping will not be able to stop them? Tianlang, Yunqing and Wenyi may be in danger?"
"Then he's not the one we're looking for!"
The Lord of Fengshen interrupted him, and he looked at the sea of clouds under his feet, looking at the wind and clouds, changing in myriad forms, and his eyes were misty.
"Can!"
Feng Tianlie wanted to say something, but the Lord of the Wind turned his gaze back, looked at him and said:
"Okay, that's it!"
Feng Tianlie didn't say much, the Lord of Fengshen said with a condensed gaze:
"You preside over the Temple of Qianyuan. Now the situation on the chaotic battlefield is not optimistic. Donghuang will transfer ten true gods and a hundred false gods to participate in the defense of the chaotic battlefield. This time, I will lead the team personally and will be on duty for three years!"
Feng Tianlie said in shock:
"What? The suzerain will lead the team. There is a conspiracy here. Once the suzerain leaves, Tianbeiyuan will definitely be in harmony with Xuantianzong and Tianluoshan. Then there is still the living space of our Qianyuan Temple?"
The Wind God Lord said slowly:
"This is the order of the Temple of the King of God. After I keep it for three years, there will be Yuchen to take over, and the three sects will rotate!"
Feng Tianlie's eyes widened and he said anxiously:
"Conspiracy, there is definitely a conspiracy, the sect master can't agree, this must be the conspiracy of the Tianshuiyuan to transfer the sect master away!"
The Wind God Lord said calmly:
"The Temple of Compassion has not yet had such a large amount of energy to affect the Temple of the King of God. The Mountain of the God Realm has been attacked by Chaos Beasts many times. Now all the gods are mobilizing their forces to support them, and our East Wilderness is no exception!"
Feng Tianlie was a little uneasy and said:
"Then why not the other two?"
Fengshen please smile lightly:
"It's the same for anyone who goes, someone has to go first, not to mention, how can these people let go and do things!"
Feng Tianlie said with an uneasy expression:
"But, Sect Master, as soon as you leave, what if the three sects attack our Qianyuan Temple?"
The Wind God Lord said lightly:
"They don't dare! The Court of Heavenly Compassion doesn't dare to anger a god, they can't bear the wrath of a god!"
His voice was full of domineering, and his eyes stared at the world.
Feng Tianlie had confidence on his face and said:
"And what if...they expand? I don't care?"
The Lord of the Wind God said solemnly:
"If they dare to expand the scope of two cases, they will call me back, move that hand to cut that hand, and the Heavenly Compassion Court can't cover the sky in the Eastern Desolation!"
"Yes, Sect Master, Tian Lie understands!"
Feng Tianlie's eyes shone with light, his body regained his fighting spirit, he bowed to the Lord of Fengshen, and then quickly retreated.
The Lord of the Wind God did not leave, but stood with his hands behind his back to meet the strong wind.
Suddenly, the void fluctuated slightly, and a figure slowly walked out of the void.
This is a sixty-year-old old man with gray hair and a slightly hunched body, as if he were an ordinary old man. He didn't have any aura fluctuations on his body, and the Fengshen Lord didn't turn his head back.
The old man walked out, stepped on the snow on the top of the peak, and came to the Fengshen Lord's side.
After the pause, Fengshen Lord suddenly said:
"Lao Fu, is he really the person we're looking for?"
The gray-haired old man said slowly:
"Shen Huo guide, can't be wrong!"
The Lord of the Wind God frowned and said:
"Then let's leave it alone now. What if something happens to it? The Temple of Compassion is still very strong. It's not a problem to gather two sects and send more than a dozen true gods. Can he stop it?"
Fu Lao said slowly:
"Didn't you say it? If you can't stop it, that's not the person we're looking for!"
Fengshenzhu smiled, looked at Fu Lao and said:
"If Mr. Fu really wasn't worried, he wouldn't have sent Yuanbai to the Land Abandoned by God, right?"
Fu Lao also laughed, but then his expression became solemn again, saying:
"Right now, we can't help it too much. Many people are staring at it now. Once they find a clue, they will definitely take action against it. The situation of Pangu cannot be reproduced!"
Fengshenzhu's eyes were slightly dark and said:
"The identity of the Immortal Race is too sensitive. Once he rises strongly, it will definitely attract the attention of the forces of the God King. I even suspect that someone is already staring at him now!"
Fu Lao's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said:
"Ah Feng, remember, we are not fighting alone. The king of God is in chaos in order to find a way. Now the fire of God has rekindled to guide us. The day of the king's return is not far away. He has already found the direction, this is the hope of the entire God Realm, the opportunity that countless people are waiting for, it must not be destroyed again!"
Fengshenzhu pondered for a moment and said:
"Is it too late? Even if he becomes the king of gods, what can he change? The Chaos Beast of the Chaos Gate God King Realm has appeared, the situation is full of crises, and the four defense lines have been severely impacted. How long to support!"
Fu Lao's face showed a firm expression:
"The King of God said that when his fire is rekindled, it is the day when he hopes to reappear. I believe in the King of God!"
The two fell silent, and did not speak any more. Only the strong wind on the top of the mountain was whistling, and the clouds and mists between the peaks were rolling, changing and passing, just like time was quietly lost.
