Forced to join Kongoji Temple at the beginning

Chapter 186
The scene in front of him was extremely strange.

Everyone on the side of the Holy League couldn't believe it, all the hairs stood on end, and they were fully alert.

The Wumeng was surprised and delighted.

"Ancestor!"

"Old Ancestor, how are you doing?"

"I'm waiting to meet the ancestor!"

Many Wumeng elders shouted excitedly and rushed over quickly.

The ancestor of the Wumeng had a tall and straight body, with jet-black long hair hanging down his chest and back, his face was square, his body was motionless, his eyes were empty and lifeless, as if he hadn't heard anything.

He didn't even take a look at the blue divine sword that was stuck at his feet.

Facing the shouts of the crowd, his expression was also motionless.

It's like a huge stubborn stone, which will not fall down despite the wind and rain.

suddenly!

His eyes passed through the crowd and looked towards Ning Chuan in the distance. His two empty pupils seemed to gradually glow with a strange light.

But this ray of strange light was dissipating rapidly, and soon became empty again.

Ning Chuan, who was approaching from a distance, shuddered, showing horror.

His body quickly stopped in the distance, staring closely at the ancestor of the martial arts alliance, he was so surprised that he didn't dare to approach easily.

At this moment, he could clearly feel the invisible connection of the same origin.

The aura I felt before came from the ancestor of the Wumeng?

He also practiced the evil skills on the stone tablet?
But at this moment, Luo Qingtian, Wu Tian and others on the Holy League side were all agitated, staring at the ancestor of the Wumeng closely.

Everyone can't believe it.

Surprise, shock, surprise, anxiety, all kinds of emotions filled their minds.

The formation they worked so hard to set up was broken directly.

How could this ancestor of the Martial League have such terrible skills when he was already a living dead?

"The ancestor of the Wumeng..."

Luo Qingtian stared at each other closely with deep eyes.

But right now!

The group of Wumeng elders who rushed over quickly, when they were about to approach the ancestor with a distance of three feet, suddenly encountered an invisible pushing force, and with a bang, their bodies were pushed out.

There is no way to get close at all.

"Ancestor!"

A group of elders showed surprise, and hurriedly shouted again.

The body of the ancestor of the Wumeng was motionless, the black light drifted away, and he let everyone shout, as if he didn't hear it at all.

A terrifying beam of light gradually appeared in Luo Qingtian's eyes, and he said coldly, "The first wave of martial arts myths in more than 200 years, the person who created the prosperous age of martial arts, I want to see how far you have reached!"

boom!
He stepped forward suddenly, and an extremely dazzling light erupted from his body, like a teleportation, beyond everyone's expectations.

Everyone only had time to see a bright beam of light passing by, and the next moment Luo Qingtian had already appeared in front of the ancestor of the Wumeng. One palm became simple and unpretentious, and it seemed to be slow but fast, and it was directly facing the patriarch of the Wumeng. The body was printed hard.

Everyone in the Wumeng changed color instantly.

The golden bearded man was about to rush forward immediately, but the sword ghost grabbed his body and stopped him abruptly.

Under the surprised gaze of the crowd, the Wumeng Patriarch's empty eyes seemed to show a little more expression again, as if sensing the crisis, his brows were slightly frowned, and he clapped his palm casually.

boom!
Shocking loud noise, surging light.

The palms of the two collided directly.

There were bursts of terrifying and unpredictable violent explosions on the spot in all directions.

Pieces of land were blown up, and all the elders changed their expressions, feeling an unspeakable crisis, and quickly retreated.

After one blow, Luo Qingtian flew upside down on the spot and landed hundreds of feet away, his palms were numb, and his eyes showed a light of shock, which seemed unbelievable.

On the other hand, Xiang Wumeng patriarch, he just took three steps backwards.

The difference is obvious!

Such a scene also surprised everyone else.

This ancestor of the Wumeng, who has disappeared for many years, has such profound skills!
You must know that during the days when he disappeared, he was in a daze, basically equivalent to not having formally practiced for more than 200 years!

His earth-shattering strength must have been left over from back then!
"Okay, what an ancestor of the Wumeng! Try this trick again!"

Luo Qingtian's eyes became more and more indifferent, and suddenly his hands were sealed together, and the breath around him was surging, and the whole world was violently surging, and his long hair danced wildly without wind.

boom!
As the seal of his hands fell, behind him suddenly appeared a soaring sword gang, which was tens of feet in size, resplendent and terrifying, with scorching rays of light. As soon as it appeared, countless densely packed broken swords in the entire Divine Sword Valley all issued piercing swords. Ming, buzzing.

In an instant, invisible sword intents rushed out of these broken swords, densely packed, and quickly gathered towards the huge sword gang behind Luo Qingtian.

Suddenly, two terrifying divine lights shot out from Sword Demon's eyes.

"Hate God Sword, retreat quickly!"

"what?"

Everyone in the Wumeng was shocked, and quickly backed away again.

The Heaven-Hateful Sword is Luo Qingtian's famous unique skill, and Luo Qingtian's nickname [Sword Emperor of the Heaven-Hateful Sword] was derived from this. When he uses the Heaven-Hateful Sword with all his strength, its power is unimaginable.

It has been decades since everyone has seen Luo Qingtian cast the [Heaven-Hate Sword].

Boom!

Countless invisible sword intents were instantly absorbed by the huge sword gang behind Luo Qingtian. The light billowed and was hundreds of meters long. His body seemed to be integrated with the terrifying sword gang. The power of heaven and earth, like turning into a dazzling meteor, directly slashed down at the body of the ancestor of Wumeng.

The ancestor of the Wumeng had long hair fluttering, and his clothes were rattling all over his body. When he raised his head, the look in his empty eyes became more intense, as if he had recovered from that weird 'lost soul' state.

boom!
He raised his fist and slammed directly at the dazzling sword, a large dazzling light shot up from his fist to the sky in an instant.

At the same time, behind him suddenly appeared an incomparably huge hazy figure, mysterious and unfathomable, punching together with him.

Boom!
Terrible energy fluctuations erupted between the two, sweeping across the ten directions with mighty force, the sky and the ground were shaking violently, making loud noises.

Even though everyone had already retreated far enough, they were still roiled by the terrifying waves, their faces turned pale, and some elders who had entered the Dao realm spurted out mouthfuls of blood.

All tangible matter was destroyed in all directions.

The whole ground was hit and sank hundreds of meters.

All the broken swords in the Valley of Excalibur were making piercing sword sounds.

at last!

It's all over soon.

puff!

Luo Qingtian spat out a mouthful of blood, and the terrifying huge sword gang on his body collapsed on the spot, turning into a chaotic energy flow. His body couldn't help but flew upside down, smashed hard in the distance, and smashed a mountain top It was smashed to pieces on the spot.

"Alliance!"

All the elders of the Holy League's law enforcement and gong teaching changed, and rushed over quickly.

at the same time.

The ancestor of the Wumeng also backed up again and again, retreating more than ten meters away at once, and the look that had just risen in his eyes quickly dimmed again.

The people on Wumeng's side were about to rush over, but soon stopped again.

Their hearts were shocked and unbelievable.

My ancestor is obviously out of shape!
But it happened so, it still sent Luo Qingtian flying.

Luo Qingtian has a strength not weaker than the five great peaks!

"Cough cough cough..."

In the distance, the rocks shattered, and Luo Qingtian's body rushed out again, his hands were dripping with blood, his tiger's mouth was split, his shawl was loose, his clothes were torn, and he suffered terrible internal injuries.

His eyes were full of astonishment, and he stared closely at the ancestor of the Wumeng once again, and said, "Okay, what a patriarch of the Wumeng, he is worthy of being the predecessor of the year. This battle was defeated by my Holy League, but the mountains are high and the rivers are high." Long, sooner or later, I will continue to ask for advice!"

The two elders, Law Enforcement and Kung Fu, quickly took out the healing elixir and fed him, at the same time showing a look of vigilance, in case the Wumeng would take the opportunity to attack.

"withdraw!"

Luo Qingtian said in a low voice.

All the masters of the Holy League were shocked, and all kinds of emotions flashed in their hearts, and they began to evacuate backwards in an extremely orderly manner, one by one at an extremely fast speed.

[Bahuang Palm] Xuanzhen's face was gloomy, and his eyes looked deeply towards Ning Chuan again, and his body followed a group of elders and left the place quickly.

Ning Chuan exhaled lightly.

It's a pity that my No.19 sword didn't come out!
If the No.19 sword can be struck out, I don't know if Xuanzhen can continue to resist.

However, the momentum accumulated in the first eighteen swords has not dissipated until now, and is still stored in his body, which means that if he wants to chop No.19 sword later, he may chop it out at any time.

But after a long time, the momentum accumulated in the body will still dissipate automatically.

"Uncle Sword Ghost, Elder Yang, how sure are you of killing Luo Qingtian now?"

Suddenly, the golden bearded man's eyes flickered, and he transmitted sound to Sword Demon and Yang Xiong.

Yang Xiong's face darkened, and he shook his head lightly, "At most [-]%, don't underestimate anyone who is comparable to Wujue!"

"Four percent!"

The golden bearded man was surprised.

That old thing has been seriously injured, how can he still have such terrifying strength?

"Ancestor!"

At this time, many martial arts ancestors exclaimed and rushed over quickly again.

It's just that this time they didn't get close to the range of three feet from the ancestor of the Wumeng, but stopped when they were three feet away.

Everyone's face was shocked, and they looked closely at the ancestor of the Wumeng.

The Wumeng patriarch's eyes were empty, and suddenly he acted again.

He walked step by step, like an ordinary middle-aged man, grabbed the cyan sword on the ground, and walked towards the crowd.

Everyone was excited, but they quickly stepped aside to prevent being hurt by the ancestor's protective energy.

Just when everyone wanted to see what the ancestor of the Wumeng was going to do, a surprising scene happened.

The ancestor of the Wumeng walked through the crowd step by step, with a dull expression, and stopped not far from Ningchuan, and looked straight at Ningchuan with a pair of empty eyes.

Ning Chuan panicked when he saw him, his hair stood on end.

Oh shit!

He quickly turned his head to look at the golden bearded man, sword ghost and Yang Xiong.

"senior!"

The golden bearded man, sword ghost and Yang Xiong were also shocked, incredulous.

This Wumeng patriarch is looking at Ning Chuan?
Could it be that there is something in Ning Chuan that interests him?
But soon, what surprised everyone even more was that after watching for a while, the ancestor of the martial arts alliance suddenly took the initiative to walk towards Ning Chuan and stand side by side with Ning Chuan.

The protective aura on his body did not repel Ning Chuan, but quickly restrained himself, becoming like an ordinary person, holding a blue Excalibur, motionless.

Sword Demon directly scratched his messy hair, looked suspicious, and quickly said, "Boy, what's so weird about you, why did this senior come to your side?"

"I do not know either."

Ning Chuan felt uneasy, and quickly walked towards Sword Demon and the others.

But at this moment, an even weirder scene appeared.

As Ning Chuan walked out quickly, the body of the ancestor of the Wumeng also walked out quickly, maintaining the same posture as Ning Chuan, and quickly followed Ning Chuan.

The bearded man, the sword ghost and Yang Xiong were even more surprised.

"Boy, stop first!"

The golden bearded man shouted suddenly.

Ning Chuan quickly stopped, showing surprise, and turned to look at the ancestor of the Wumeng.

After his body stopped, the body of the ancestor of the Wumeng also stopped again, motionless, as if walking completely according to Ning Chuan's walking.

Nima!

Ning Chuan was completely taken aback.

This senior won't just follow him, right?
If he eats or farts, will he do it too?

Evil door!

It's really evil!
"Unbelievable!"

Yang Xiong's eyes were serious, he looked back and forth between Ning Chuan and the ancestor of Wumeng, thinking in his heart, and said to himself, "Could it be because of Tathagata's Nirvana Jue?"

"This senior also practiced Tathagata Nirvana Art?"

asked the golden bearded man.

"That's right, this senior's information has been recorded at the headquarters of the Martial Arts League. His name is Nangong Lie, and the unique skill he cultivated was originally [Fire Dragon Kung Fu], but he studied [Tathagata Nirvana Jue] in his later years!"

Yang Xiong said.

The golden bearded guest and others were even more shocked.

Yang Xiong suddenly said, "Go back to the headquarters, go back to the headquarters first, leave some people here to continue to stare at the Holy League, and everyone else returns to the headquarters, ready to face the Demon League!"

"The guys from the Demon League have made a move?"

An elder lost his voice.

Everyone else was also shocked.

They didn't receive any news here.

The golden-bearded man said gloomyly, "We only got the news at noon yesterday. In order to prevent you from being distracted, we didn't say it until now. The Demon League has taken action, and now it has taken down several of my big states in a row. We must send experts to rush there!"

"Damn it, these bastards!"

"They really are restless!"

"Just looking for death!"

Everyone was angry.

They immediately began to return to the position.

In the crowd, Ning Chuan's hairs were rubbing together, feeling uncomfortable all over.

Every step he took, the ancestor of the Wumeng had to keep up.

It was almost inseparable from him.

This feeling is as weird as it needs to be, like being watched all the time.

Zhang Wanxiao, who was number one on the Tianjiao list, and Qi Lingtian, who was second, all took a deep look at Ning Chuan.

Especially Qi Lingtian, his heart was tumbling, and a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

After returning, Yang Xiong and Jinbeard immediately began to issue orders, and some elders were directly retained to continue to observe the Holy League secretly.

The remaining elders basically all took giant birds and started returning overnight.

In order to guard against the Holy League, Yang Xiong even stayed behind himself.

The sword ghost was arranged to rush to the eastern border at the first time.

But Ning Chuan has nothing to do here for the time being.

One is because he has just experienced a big battle and was seriously injured, so it is not suitable for him to continue running. The other is that the 'secret' on him has not been solved yet, and he is surrounded by an ancestor of the Wumeng, so no matter what, he must not make any mistakes.

So Yang Xiong and the bearded man didn't arrange for Ning Chuan to go to the border at all, they just let Ning Chuan and other young heroes go directly to the headquarters.

On the huge bird.

Ning Chuan was a little restless, and opened his eyes from time to time, looking at the ancestor of the Wumeng beside him.

The ancestor of the Wumeng just sat beside him.

When you open your eyes, the other person opens their eyes.

You close your eyes, and the other person closes their eyes.

Really weird!
His heart was surging, and he thought of the stone tablet again.

What is the origin of the stele?
The only pity is that the stele cannot be taken away!
Otherwise, if it can be taken away, every time you face the enemy and attack with the stone tablet, the power will be extremely powerful.

But when he thought that he didn't get the stele, but got a divine sword, Ning Chuan's heart suddenly became peaceful again.

This divine sword is extremely powerful, holding it in one's own hands can at least increase the combat power several times.

Ning Chuan breathed out lightly, and looked at the Excalibur beside him again, becoming more and more satisfied the more he looked.

Chapter 1 arrives!

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