Chapter 591 Constitution

Chapter 591 Constitution

Chapter 591 Constitution
“Although Wan Zhuliu is not the founder of the temple, since he has caught the attention of Dong Ershisan, he may be able to break free from the constraints of Bafang Temple!”

Pang Wenlong held the teacup, his eyes dark:
"If he performs the sacrifice outside the Netherworld, it is very likely that the Cloud Demon Clan and even other forces of Tianshiyuan will be attracted in advance!"

After saying this, he glanced at Li Yuan, the meaning of which was self-evident.

The Netherworld is extremely dangerous. Li Yuangu's journey is already full of difficulties. If Wan Zhuliu can also break free, even if there is only a slight possibility, he will not feel at ease.

Li Yuan was silent. This was also the purpose of his coming to find Pang Wenlong.

Here, he still has the Five Great Dao Sects, and Pang Wenlong can borrow their strength. If he leaves here, he will most likely have to face Wan Zhuliu, who has broken through the Divine Palace realm, alone.

"As Li Yuan said, Wan Zhuliu is now under the protection of the Bafang Temple. If we want to kill him, we must force him out!"

Long Xixiang put down the teacup and looked at Pang Wenlong:
"Conquer the capital of the gods, capture and kill Emperor Qian, we are not afraid that he will not come out!"

"That's how it should be!"

Nie Xianshan spoke in agreement, the Chunyang sword on his back trembling like a dragon's roar, and he seemed eager to try.

Long Yingchan frowned and said nothing.

Wan Zhuliu must die!
In the small courtyard, Li Yuan didn't say much, and the few people reached a consensus.

In fact, he was not surprised.

As early as three years ago, Pang Wenlong intended to integrate the government and the underworld and use the power of the world to overcome the impending disaster of Tianri, but he originally planned to wait until he left before launching the plan.

Now, it’s just ahead of schedule.

"It's easy to defeat a god, and it's not difficult to capture Emperor Qian, but this may not necessarily force Wan Zhuliu out."

At this time, Long Yingchan, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke. He pinched his two long white eyebrows, and his expression was quite solemn:

"Senior, have you forgotten the previous glimpse of the God's Sacrifice in the Divine Capital?"

"Ok?"

Long Xixiang frowned.

"This……"

Nie Xianshan also frowned, but suddenly looked at Li Yuan:
"Could it be that in the future revealed by the God-Seeing Sacrifice, Li Xiaozi assassinated Emperor Qian in order to force Wan Zhuliu to come out?"

"Is it possible?"

Li Yuan was slightly stunned, and felt that it was unlikely.

After all, in the future predicted by the God-Seeing Ceremony, Wan Zhuliu did not burn his lifespan so aggressively, so even if he broke through the Divine Palace realm, he would never be rated as 'excellent' by the Eight Directions Temple.

"How can a small sacrifice provide a glimpse into the future?"

Pang Wenlong waved his hands. He didn't care about the God-seeking Sacrifice. He just looked at Long Yingchan:

"What about you?"

Long Yingchan did not hesitate and answered: "Wait!"

"wait?"

Pang Wenlong was stunned at first, but then he understood, and there was a bit more admiration in his eyes when he looked at Long Yingchan.

"What are you waiting for?"

Taoist Nie frowned: "At this time, why are you still playing dumb?"

"..."

Long Ying Zen relieves brows:
"Now, we are not the only ones who are anxious! Wan Zhuliu, the imperial court, or those two old ghosts may be much more anxious than us!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Li Yuan, who seemed to be thinking about something and obviously understood what he meant.

"Wan Zhuliu used most of his life to cleanse his bloodline, break through the Divine Palace, and receive an excellent evaluation in the Eight Directions Temple. He then joined forces with the Thousand Eyes Dharma Master to seize Qi Benchu, the 'reincarnation of the Eight Directions Temple wonder'.

If Li hadn't anticipated this, and if he hadn't gathered all the forms and changed his bones, then Wan Zhuliu would at least be qualified to fight against someone of the same level this time..."

Pang Wenlong opened his mouth to explain, and couldn't help but admire Long Yingchan a little more. It was as if he had a counselor by his side when he was conquering the world in the past.

"what do you mean?"

Long Xixiang seemed to be thinking about something.

"The imperial court paid such a huge price and was only one step away from snatching the identity of the temple founder. However, Wan Zhuliu was about to die.
If it were you, what would you do? "

Long Yingchan relaxed his eyebrows, but said this while looking at Li Yuan.

"...Kill me."

Li Yuan sighed. He naturally understood what Daoist Master Long meant. He subconsciously sensed the various divine weapons glittering in the Weaponry Scroll, and then said:

"How to fish... well, how to do it, just tell me."

……

……

Woohoo~
The light curtains interweave, reflecting the various scenes in the Bafang Temple.

From the flow of all the people into the temple, the inscription appeared, and the fighting arena was shattered...

"Li Yuan!"

Looking at the young Taoist who disappeared in the light curtain, Emperor Qian's face was extremely gloomy. The people watching the battle around were all silent, but when they looked at each other with their peripheral vision, they also showed some horror.

It was certainly extremely difficult to exchange blood and defeat the Grandmaster, but no one expected that someone as strong as the King of Zhenwu would be defeated by a single hammer.

When the fighting arena in the light curtain was shattered, even Wu Yingxing's heart trembled, he lost his voice for a moment, and almost dared not look at Emperor Qian's expression.

Only when Li Yuan left and Wan Zhuliu was led to the top of the mountain did the heavy atmosphere ease and everyone dared to look at Emperor Qian's gloomy face. "Three strange stones? You have to win three times on the same level to enter the temple..."

Looking at the ten strange stones flashing with divine light in the light curtain, Emperor Qian's expression improved a little, but he still felt depressed in his heart.

When Wan Zhuliu was defeated in the arena with one blow, he felt as if he was hit in the face by a sledgehammer. He was in a trance for a long time. Now that he saw the situation was improving and Wan Zhuliu seemed to have caught the eye of the gatekeeper Dong Twenty-three, the heavy stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

only……

"If those two old guys hadn't made a mistake, the outcome would have been decided by now!"

Holding the unresponsive bronze mirror in his sleeve, Emperor Qian let out a long sigh. His eyes never left the light screen in front of him. His mind was scattered, filled with anger, worry, and murderous intent.
"Although Zhuliu is strong, those who can climb Bafang Mountain are definitely not ordinary people. If you want to win three battles, I'm afraid it won't work if you enter the small temple directly..."

"Although Li Yuan is young, he has only just entered the Dao. He is no longer able to defeat those who have surpassed the level. Those who have reached the top are probably much stronger..."

"This puppet doesn't seem to be inclined towards Li Yuan, but it is almost impossible for Zhuliu to completely replace him... Only..."

Suppressing the distracting thoughts in his heart, Emperor Qian glanced at everyone present, Shen Qisheng, Wang Jin, Wu Yingxing... A trace of worry flashed in his eyes:
"To kill Li Yuan and the others, it will also fall on those two old guys..."

boom!
A huge roar echoed from the light curtain.

Emperor Qian woke up suddenly, only to see a dazzling green light and hammer shadows all over the sky, like a meteor shower falling from the sky, drowning the long river of sword light that was surging like a dragon.

"what?!"

Emperor Qian's expression changed, and Wu Yingxing and others' expressions also changed drastically.

Those who were able to watch the battle here were all experienced masters or grand masters. The moment the hammer shadow appeared, they had already sensed that something was wrong.

Just like in the fighting arena, the shadow of the young Taoist's hammer made them all feel a huge pressure like an overwhelming tidal wave. In the light curtain, Wan Zhuliu, who was trying his best to draw his sword, instantly fell into an absolute disadvantage!
A battle between two people of the same level, could it be this fierce? !
boom!
Boom!

The people who were watching the battle from afar through the light screen felt their hearts beating like drums and their mouths dry. Wan Zhuliu, who was the first to be hit, instantly felt the indescribable huge pressure.

This oppression is even stronger than before in the arena!

In the previous battle, his realm and senses were suppressed to the blood exchange level, but at this moment, he was a body that had entered the Tao, and his feelings were much stronger than before.

"Can't stop it, can't avoid it..."

Almost the same thought arose in his mind. Wan Zhuliu's eyes were dazed for a moment, and then a strong sense of shock, anger and fighting spirit burst out in his heart.

You want to defeat me in a battle of the same level?!
"hold head high!"

Furious and shocked, Wan Zhuliu rose from the ground, his true energy infecting the dark green true energy that filled the surrounding area like ink. His body moved and merged with the sword light.
It transformed into an inky black dragon, facing the overwhelming hammer shadows, and let out an earth-shaking dragon roar!
……

hum~
Divine lights interweave on the mountain peaks in all directions.

Pieces of strange rocks stand suspended in the air, rising and falling.

Sitting cross-legged, Dong Ershisan closed his eyes and rested. He had no interest in the battle in the strange rock. He didn't care whether it was Li Yuan or Wan Zhuliu.

Over the long years, he has seen too many geniuses and outstanding people.

However, the strange bird with a human head is very active. It flaps its wings and circles in the strange rock forest, but only a faint light can be seen and it is impossible to see the fighting inside.

The rules of the Bafang Temple are very strict, not only for those who enter the temple, but also for the spirit puppets.

It can only monitor the Dao Soldier Tower, and its duty is only to select Dao soldiers for training. It is far inferior to the other spirit puppets that have lost their spirit puppet hearts and become silent, not to mention Dong Twenty-Three.

But it wanted to see it but couldn't. Dong Twenty-three had no intention of watching it at all. He didn't want to waste the Spirit Puppet's Heart before the Eight Directions Temple was truly opened.

The human-headed bird still couldn't help it:
"Mr. Twenty-three, how do you think the outcome is?"

"Li Yuan."

"I think it's Li... huh?"

The strange bird with a human head was startled, and suddenly turned back to look at Dong Ershisan who slowly opened his eyes: "Do you also think Li Yuan can win?"

“The gap between Tianxing and the gods and demons seems to be only one level of talent difference, but in fact, this level of difference is very, very big…”

Dong Twenty-three glanced at it and said, "Your Spirit Puppet's heart has been severely damaged. You can't even remember these things."

"Uh."

The strange bird with a human head smiled awkwardly.

"There are countless races in the universe and the sea of ​​stars. Among these endless lives, some people, either born with good fortune or something else, have physiques that ordinary people cannot imagine..."

"Divine body, devil body, holy body... This is a physique that is born in accordance with certain laws of heaven and earth. In a sense, this is a true child of destiny..."

Dong Ershisan was somewhat helpless, but still explained:
"Those with this kind of physique may not necessarily have divine or demon-level talents, but those with divine or demon-level talents must have a certain physique."

"I see."

The strange bird with a human head seemed to understand something and was also a little curious: "What is Li Yuan's physique?"

"He's a little weird."

Dong Ershisan frowned slightly: "The God-Devil level endowment must have a certain physique, but the Wanyuan Zhaoshen realm has not revealed it..."

"The Wanyuan Zhaoshen Realm was not even revealed?"

The human-headed monster bird was slightly startled. Even though the broken mirror was badly broken, it shouldn't be so broken that it couldn't even reflect a boy who had just entered the realm of Taoism, right?

"So, weird."

Suddenly, Dong Twenty-three raised his eyebrows, the divine light on the top of the mountain suddenly became brighter, and a huge roar resounded through the heaven and earth at the same time.

A figure flew out with wild hair, coughing up blood.

"So fast?"

(End of this chapter)