Chapter 6681: Public outrage is hard to offend

"This Tianpeng Demon Saint wants to prevent us from obtaining the Temple of Shrouded Sky."

The Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations and others looked at each other and understood the idea of ​​Demon Saint Tianpeng, but then they thought about it, they have so many Holy Gods of Six Tribulations, how could Demon Saint Tianpeng take away the Temple of Shoutian?

"Walk."

The Demon Saint Tianpeng flicked his sleeves, spread his palms, and a divine halberd flashing with thunder appeared. The body of the halberd was engraved with a vivid roc.

This is his divine weapon, the top middle-grade supreme treasure, Tianpeng Holy Halberd.

With the holy halberd in hand, thunderous light surged around Tianpeng Demon Saint's body, and a murderous aura emerged from his feet, blue and red, exuding a domineering and fierce aura.

This is the origin of Thunder and the Holy Path of Killing, both of which have reached the second stage of perfection.

Tianpeng Demon Sage took the lead, entered the abyss, and approached the Zhetian Temple below, followed closely by the eight people of Qingpeng King and Thunder Claw Peng Sage.

After they all entered the abyss, the Five Calamity Holy Gods on the left and right sides of the abyss activated their formations to seal the abyss to prevent the All-Calamity Holy Lord and others from entering.

"Tianpeng Demon Saint is following a trick, and the Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations and others have been tricked."

Seeing this, Lin Chen understood in his heart: "With so many formations guarding them, even if they join forces, it will be difficult to break them in a short time. The Tianpeng Demon Saint only needs to take over the Shrouded Sky Temple before the formations are broken, and it will be considered a success." ”

"We are careless. We have all been tricked by Tianpeng Demon Saint. This old bird has made complete preparations and has been planning for a long time. If he really gets the Zhetian Temple, it will be difficult for us to take it away. After all, we don't trust each other. There is no way to work together.”

The Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations and others also thought about it, feeling very embarrassed, with aggrieved light in their eyes, and feeling angry in their hearts, thinking to themselves, should they take action now?

Not urgent.

When the seven elders of the Giant Clan entered just now, they were all attacked. How could Tianpeng Demon Saint be an exception?

The Holy Lord of All Calamities and others decided to observe first.

"Tianpeng Demon Saint is so confident, is there any way to do it?"

Lin Chen also watched calmly.

Buzz!

After Tianpeng Demon Saint and his party entered the abyss for more than a hundred feet, the Zhetian Temple suddenly glowed, the ban reappeared, and a terrifying energy attack spread out.

"Father..." King Qingpeng looked nervous, and the eight Thunder Claw Peng Saints were also a little uneasy, but they heard Tian Peng Demon Saint suddenly say: "Use blood."

"Bloodline?"

King Qingpeng and the nine Thunderclaw Saints were stunned when they heard the words, and immediately showed excitement. They immediately inspired the blood of Tianpeng, screamed in their bodies, and soared out a big roc.

The Dapeng that soared out of the body of the Tianpeng Demon Saint was the largest. Its feathers were glowing with golden light and looked majestic. He himself was also calm and did not take action to resist the incoming attack.

A strange scene appeared.

I saw that those golden restraints that attacked from below seemed to have spirituality. They actually avoided Tianpeng Demon Saint and others, and then returned to Zhetian Temple like a flying swallow returning to its nest.

"Father, are we okay?" King Qingpeng said excitedly as the tension in his eyes dissipated.

"Clan leader, this must be a method left by our ancestors. It is used to deal with those who have evil intentions. It has no impact on my Tianpeng clan." Thunderclaw Peng Sheng said excitedly.

"Well, I saw when I was up there just now that this restriction contains Tianpeng bloodline, so I asked you to wait to use the bloodline." Tianpeng Demon Saint nodded and smiled.

"My father is wise."

"The patriarch is wise."

King Qingpeng and Saint Thunderclaw immediately complimented them, and immediately raised their heads to look at the Holy Lord of All Tribulations and others outside. They all showed smiles on their faces and felt extremely happy.

"how so?"

The Lord of Ten Thousand Tribulations and the others couldn't believe it when they saw this, and frowned. Could it be that they had no hope of obtaining the Heaven-Shrouding Temple and the treasures of the Heaven-Splitting Demon Saint?

"As expected."

Lin Chen understood this clearly.

After all, if the ancestor of the Tianpeng clan of the Sky-Splitting Demon Saint left the treasure, how could he give outsiders a chance?

The calculations made by the Holy Lord of All Calamities and others are destined to be in vain.

Unless... there's a big fight.

Lin Chen's eyes flashed with anticipation.

"Third Elder, you, the Sixth Elder, the Seventh Elder, and the Eighth Elder stay here in case of any eventuality."

In the abyss, Tianpeng Demon Saint ordered: "Qingpeng, Great Elder, you five, follow me down."

The four Thunder Claw Peng Saints raised their hands and said: "Clan leader, please rest assured, if they dare to take action, I will definitely stop them outside."

"Walk."

The Tianpeng Demon Saint said something and walked towards the Zhetian Temple below, followed closely by the five Qingpeng Kings.

"Damn it! This old bird is still guarding us."

When the Holy Lord of All Calamities and others saw this, anger flashed in their eyes, and they felt even more aggrieved.

Only Lin Chen, who was hiding in the dark, watched Tianpeng Medicine Saint's actions with great interest. I wonder how he would open the Zhetian Temple, and would he rely on blood?

I saw Tianpeng Demon Saint walking in front, and soon he arrived in front of the gate of Zhetian Temple. The golden gate bloomed with golden light, illuminating him and the five people of Qingpeng King in a golden light.

"Father, how do we open this palace?" King Qingpeng asked.

"Let's give it a try."

Tianpeng Demon Saint said as he walked to the door of the golden palace, then raised his palm and placed it on the door, using all his strength to circulate the Tianpeng bloodline.

Buzz!

I saw a golden light wave rising from the golden palace door, and then slowly opened without making any sound, but made King Qingpeng and others ecstatic, saying: "Father, you succeeded."

"Well, it seems that the ancestor intends to leave this palace to my Tianpeng clan. Outsiders cannot obtain this palace without the blood of my Tianpeng clan."

The Heavenly Peng Demon Saint also smiled a little, his eyes sparkling, and said: "Let's go in and find the spirit of this temple. As long as we get its approval, we can take this temple away and get all the treasures left by the ancestor."

That's the treasure left by the Nine Tribulations Saint!

The Qingpeng King and his men felt warmed when they heard this, and felt that it was possible to become the Nine Tribulations Saint in the future. They immediately followed the Heavenly Peng Demon Saint and walked into the Heaven-Covering Temple.

"The clan leader and the others went in."

The four Thunder Claw Peng Saints who stayed in the Heaven-Covering Temple were overjoyed to see this, and smiled happily: "As long as we get the treasure of the ancestor, our Tianpeng clan will be able to restore its name in the near future. Even unifying the entire Tianhuang Holy State is not difficult."

They were in a good mood, but these words fell into the ears of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Saint Lord and others, and their faces all became gloomy.

The giant leader said angrily, "How shameless! When the demon invaded, our giant tribe did not surrender. How dare you, the Tianpeng tribe, dream of such a beautiful dream?"

The dwarf leader raised his ugly face and squinted his eyes and said, "Although our dwarf tribe is weak, we are not used to being slaves."

Hearing their words, the coldness on the face of the Wanjie Saint Lord disappeared, and he said with a smile, "The two Taoist brothers have such backbone, how can I, the Wanjie Saint Lord, fall behind?"

The Holy Light Sect Leader followed and said, "Since the establishment of the Holy Light Sect, there has never been a leader who is afraid of death."

Seeing this, the saints and tribe leaders of other forces also echoed it. In a few words, they reached a tacit agreement to join forces to deal with the Tianpeng tribe together.