Fantasy: Start with 3,000 Saints and establish Yama Temple!

Chapter 3

“System, can the summoned characters hide their breath?” Feng Chen asked in a low voice.

The aura of the Three Thousand Saint Realm is too terrifying. Once it comes, if there is no special cover up, the entire Luotian Dao Sect will be suppressed.

Moreover, Feng Chen does not intend to expose the Three Thousand Sacred Realm for the time being.

He intends to use these three thousand holy realms to establish an assassination organization that will sweep the entire lower realm.

Through this assassination organization, the Three Thousand Sacred Realm was asked to investigate the Qiyun people in the entire lower realm, and then they developed silently.

Waiting for the time to come, I’m going back to the Immortal domain

“Can!”

“By the way, how about these three thousand holy realm talents? Can you upgrade your cultivation base in the future?”

Talent and cultivation base are very important.

If there are any.

After these three thousand holy realms, there will be more than three thousand holy realms.

It’s possible that the Three Thousand Supreme, the Three Thousand Real Immortal?

At that time, with Three Thousand True Immortal in hand, isn’t it just sweeping the Feng Family?

“Ding, according to the standards of this world, the three thousand holy realms are all Tianjiao, and the strongest ones are Young Supreme!”

“And they have their own cultivation technique and magical powers, so there is no need for the host to worry about these!”

The system prompt sounds.

Feng Chen’s eyes lit up.

All these things are there, which can save him a lot of trouble. If the characters to be summoned don’t have these, if Feng Chen can let these to show their original strength, then they still need to find magical weapons and magical powers.

Now, the character comes with it.

It can save him a lot of trouble.

“call!”

Feng Chen did not hesitate and whispered immediately.

“Ding, the character summoned by the host has appeared nearby, hidden in the void!”

“Just outside?”

“Yes the host!”

Hear the words.

Feng Chen got up and left the room.

Luo Tiandaozong respected them very much and gave Feng Chen a unique mountain range to live in, and in order not to disturb Feng Chen, he deliberately let the people around him leave.

In a square outside.

Feng Chen’s heart moved: “Come out!”

Pause time.

Ripples appeared in the void, and one figure after another slowly walked out, like a legion, wearing the same black clothes, all in black, wearing a strange black mask.

These masks look like evil spirits, making people feel terrified at first glance.

But these masks are also somewhat different.

The colors on the lines are different, most of them are black, some are silver, and a very few are golden.

Are these lines the difference of realm?

The black one is the sage, the silver one is the sage king, the golden great sage!

A total of three thousand people, three to three thousand holy realms.

at this time.

All walked out of the void, although the aura was concealed, but with this black body, and the pair of cold and merciless eyes under the mask.

Invisible, an unimaginable sense of oppression came, shocking the world.

“God, these are!”

At this time.

Aunt Xue rushed over, seeming to be aware of the abnormalities around her, but when she rushed there, she was shocked when she saw the army of three thousand people in front of her.

Without exception, all are holy realms.

Even if the aura was suppressed, the gathering of three thousand people in the holy realm brought extremely terrifying fluctuations.

“Aunt Xue, seal the void!”

Hearing this, Aunt Xue suddenly woke up and waved her hands as if she was pushing aside the void. A mysterious force radiated out and enveloped the entire void within a radius of several miles.

It was like an invisible fog, and people outside couldn’t look at the signs of the mountain.

“Black March, I have seen the master!”

At the moment when the void was sealed off, three thousand holy realms knelt on the ground, arching their hands to Feng Chen, as if facing the monarch.

The sound was loud, like a roar of thunder, resounding through the surrounding void, shaking Aunt Xue’s eardrums.

It’s just that Aunt Xue was even more shocked by what these people said.

Black march?

And why do they want to be called the master of the son of God, is it a means that the master left behind during his lifetime?

Or is it that the son of God did it himself?

Now Aunt Xue was struck unclearly, her mind was in a state of confusion, she didn’t know what was going on.

Suddenly an army of three thousand holy realms emerged.

Aunt Xue was completely confused.

“Black March?”

“The original name of this legion?”

Don’t talk about Aunt Xue, Feng Chen doesn’t understand this black march, but it doesn’t matter, after the black march, he will be his.

Will be his first step to counterattack the Immortal domain.

One day, he will return to the Immortal domain and kill the Fenghan line!

“Son of God, are these people the power left by the Patriarch during his lifetime?”

Aunt Xue hesitated and asked.

She is a dead man in Feng Chen’s line, and is dedicated to protecting Feng Chen.

It’s just that when this army of dead soldiers was protecting Feng Chen, all of them died in battle, and only Aunt Xue was left.

Although she was only a dead soldier, Aunt Xue still knew some secrets of Feng Chen’s line, but she had never heard of it, Feng Chen’s line had a sacred army!

“no!”

Feng Chen let out a sigh of relief and showed a smile: ‘You don’t need to worry about Aunt Xue, you just need to know that this is my power, and it will be my capital to kill the Immortal domain in the future! ’

“It doesn’t take long, I will kill back to the Immortal domain and take back everything I have!”

When he said this, Feng Chen swallowed the galaxy, like an emperor, sweeping across the heavens and all realms!

Seeing Feng Chen’s self-confidence, Aunt Xue seemed to see a Wushuang Immortal king slowly rising.

She fell on her knees and respectfully said: “We believe in the Son of God!”

“We believe in the Son of God!”

Almost at the same time.

Three Thousand Saint Realm said almost in unison.

The vast voices converged into a river, shaking the void! .