Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 740 Tribal Heroic Spirit
It took Mi Qiqi half a day to carve out the altar, which made Donglin Wang almost vomit blood.The real masters sitting in the yellow sand crouching demon array also started to worry, Lin Zhenjun said to him, "There are more and more supernatural powers coming, at most we can last for half a day."

"Half a day? My master's son, when our master was fighting here, there was no shadow of your dynasty!"

Who can intercept Zhenjun's voice transmission?
The chests of the True Monarchs of Donglin felt tight, the formation flag suddenly shattered, and the vast expanse of yellow sand turned into nothingness. Above the sky, a white-bearded old man in a black and gray Taoist robe opened his tiger eyes wide, and there was a phantom dragon coiled on his arm!
Lingjian Tianjun of the Hanging Bone Sect!

Lingjian Tianjun can already see the mysteries of the universe. Participating in the laws of good fortune, the dragon coiled on his arm that looks like a living creature is the dharma body that he condenses with the principles and laws. Second life.

The dharma body grows on the outside, and can be stored inside when it is mature, but his dharma body is not solid enough, so it is still coiled on the outside.

King Donglin's heart tightened, but he didn't lose his mind. His Lingjian Tianjun was able to completely contain the dharma body, and his Taoism was a bit higher than him.

But if there is one, there are two, the voice of Taoism comes out, auspicious clouds surround, the world is shaken, everyone looks up, and there are several heavenly kings who are stepping in the sky, all of them are the elders of various clans and sects!
He Hewei can bend the monks on the ground.

Tianjun, who is facing the east, also showed his figure, waved his sleeves, and blocked the coercion, "Everyone, come quickly."

"Donglin violated the agreement handed down from ancient times and forced to open the secret realm of the Giant God Sea privately. After all these things have been done, are you still afraid that we will come?" Xuanlingmen Taishang Elder sat sideways on a blue-eyed white lion, and made an understatement. source of this mutation.

Donglin Tianjun did not refute, lying in front of a group of spiritual masters who can communicate with the will of the universe is undoubtedly asking for embarrassment.

"It's about to open up. It's useless to talk too much. If you can guarantee that you have no idea about the temple, feel free to criticize it. If you have, then shut up."

Donglin Tianjun Yanyan threw down a sentence, as if his whole body was saying, "Do whatever you like, or get out if you don't like it".

Today, Tianjun speaks directly enough, and his strength must not be small.Zhan Changfeng didn't deliberately look at or listen to these Tianjun's words. Tianjun's primordial spirit is so powerful that she can detect it with a glance from the corner of her eye.

Donglin King and Donglin Tianjun are not only powerful, but also have the luck of heaven and the fate of the dynasty. Ordinary monks are not willing to deal with them. Killing them will easily entangle them in bad karma and ruin their own path.

But when the heavenly monarchs saw the road and the temple, they felt a little bit emotional. Back then, their ancestors were cursed for the secret realm of the Giant God Sea, but they didn’t know that when they were fighting with the people of the secret realm, the owner had already stolen important things from the temple. What, immerse yourself in the development to where it is today.

"If you want to expose Donglin's private breach of the agreement, it's all right. Otherwise, you have to take us to the road of God." Xuangu Sect Taishang Elder said.

Ordinary monks need the help of gods to walk the road of gods, otherwise they are easy to get lost in it, and Tianjun is no exception. Only those who have divine power or instructions can climb the road of gods safely.

Donglin Tianjun passed his gaze to Donglin King.

King Donglin glanced around. In the long time ago, the three ancient clans have produced witch spirits and totems. Even if this bit of family knowledge has declined, they will definitely support him. fight.

"Okay." King Donglin's lips were a little dry. He expected that there would be a heavenly monarch to fight for, but he didn't expect them to come so fast, and the painting of the damned altar was so slow.

But he didn't worry too much. Today, he will definitely get a congenital holy treasure.

"Mr. Mi, can you lead people to the temple?" He asked knowingly.

Mi Qiqi said truthfully, "The Ode to God will do."

"Then trouble Mr. Mi, ask Mr. Mi to open the temple."

Mi Qiqi heard something, what else can she do, these are all glittering employers.

She moved the altar, set up incense offerings, and chanted the gods in witchcraft. The difficult and weird language was full of mysterious power, as if she was talking to ancient gods and people.

The spiritual pressure swirling from the vastness made everyone happy, but slowly, they felt something was wrong, the white light flickered between the sky and the earth, and figures appeared one after another
"what happened?"

"what's going on?"

These figures all held long-handled sickles, and killed the monks who had entered the secret realm. They were digging spiritual mines everywhere. The monks who were searching for the spirit grass and fairy flowers were startled to resist, but they were crushed like dogs. , screaming all over the place for a while.

The lords in the sky were startled, and before they could see clearly, an incomparable and powerful aura rose from the white light, forming a human form.

He was bare-chested, with an animal skin skirt around his waist, and a string of animal teeth hung around his neck. With a click, he crushed the neck of a Life and Death Realm with one hand, and with a flick of his palm, three half-step magicians were smashed into pieces. Flesh, blood spattered on his chest, it was blindingly red.

Seeing his disciple being killed, a true king rushed up with supernatural powers, but was immobilized by boundless force, causing him to twist his head off.

"kill!"

"kill!"

These people who appeared from the white light broke out solemn and heavy shouts, kill whoever they see!
"Is it a heroic spirit?" The knowledgeable monk was shocked, "It's the heroic spirit of the dead tribe!"

There is a forbidden law in ancient times, the dead of the tribe, the three souls do not return to heaven, do not enter the earth, do not dissipate, but are transformed into heartless and ruthless, leaving only a loyal heroic spirit, forever guarding the tribe or temple, the tribe. The temple is immortal, and the heroic spirit is immortal .

"The giant witch spirit is back?"

The heavenly monarchs stared at the topless man, their breaths stagnant.It was this witch spirit who sacrificed the lives of the entire clan and closed the temple more than ten thousand years ago, and even cursed all the monks who entered the secret realm at that time, causing their hearts to break and their bodies to die!

"Quickly interrupt her ritual!"

"Tell her to stop!"

Everyone thought that Mi Qiqi read the wrong chapter on purpose and woke up the heroic spirit who guarded the temple from his long sleep.

Mi Qiqi was also very surprised, this accident had nothing to do with her at all, what she recited was clearly the gift to invite the gods to open the temple.

And she can't stop at this time. Once this kind of witchcraft sacrifice is forced to stop, not only will she suffer serious backlash, but the monks present will suffer bad luck. curse.

The power of the ancient god is so mysterious and powerful, even if he dies, his rules will last forever.Otherwise, there is no need to bother to ask her to open the temple.

While Mi Qiqi was anxious, Wu Feiyu blocked the elder of the Xuangu Sect who wanted to forcibly interrupt her, "It has nothing to do with her, this is not caused by asking the gods."

Zhan Changfeng also understood where his uneasiness came from after entering the secret realm, and said, "Ten thousand years ago, the tribe of giant gods could die to protect the temple, and ten thousand years later, they could wake up because of being disturbed in peace. Tianjun still has to deal with it." Heroic spirit."

There are too many monks who have entered the secret realm this time, just like the mountains and seas plundered here thousands of years ago.

Several heavenly monarchs were skeptical, feeling that the power of the temple was growing, and finally turned around to deal with the heroic spirits to buy time.

(End of this chapter)