The scene was silent.
The leaders of the sects were all dumbfounded, opening their mouths and looking at them, unable to recover for a long time.
This trump card that they have high hopes for... unexpectedly chose to shrink at this time...
"Master Xuhe, what are you doing? Don't you want the ancient soul art of the Heavenly Palace of Supreme God?"
"We have already said that you will defeat Qi Wushuang instead of us. Although Qi Wushuang is not there, it is enough for you to destroy Bai Ye now. When Bai Ye dies, the gang of waste in the Heavenly Palace of Supreme God is definitely not ours. The opponent of the disciple who received the blessing of the forbidden technique, Bai Ye's repeated battles, must have become the end of the battle, plus the referee is also ours, now you only need to be on stage, he will undoubtedly lose!
The spirit swordsman and the insight master persuaded together, both of them looked anxious.
It has no effect.
Shangjun Xuhe had already eaten the weight of the weight, and couldn't help shaking his head.
"You only saw the benefits in front of you, but didn't notice the situation in front of you. This white night is not as simple as you think. If I take the stage, the chances of winning him are very small!"
"He has been sealed off with nine heavenly souls! You have twenty-three heavenly souls, why are you afraid of him?" Na Tian asked blankly.
"So this is your problem!"
Shangjun Xuhe turned his gaze, stared at the old woman Natian, and snorted coldly: "This son's ten heavenly souls, the others can be kept, but you can't keep his current heavenly soul! You just let him Stayed."
"Can't keep this one?" The old woman Natian was stunned.
No one can understand.
But I saw Shangjun Xuhe lowered his voice and said, "Although this heavenly soul has thin spirit power,... its breath is extremely terrifying. My strongest is induction, intuition, because this intuition and induction can make me In the battle, I can clearly capture when the opponent makes the most dangerous move and what is the most to defend or leave. It is precisely because of this extraordinary intuition that I, as a casual cultivator, can survive in this killing everywhere. The state is alive, and now, my feeling tells me that the white night is very dangerous, so I will not go to fight, you who want to go down, go, I will not be mixed, but in my opinion, whoever you send is dead , Even if you send yourself!"
As soon as this word fell, the faces of all the leaders and strong men were extremely pale.
"This white night... is it really that terrible?" The Insight Viewer condensed his eyes and said hoarsely.
"Now that Lord Xuhe refuses to go on stage, who else can we find to go up?" The spirit swordsman stared at Lord Xuhe angrily, turning his head to ask everyone.
The people looked at each other without saying anything.
"It seems that this time we can't do anything with God's Temple." Li Pokun said Shen.
"Have you lost your power?" Natian old woman condensed.
"This is also helpless, otherwise who do you think can be on stage? Who dares to be on stage?" Li Pokun asked.
The old woman Na Tian did not speak.
"Li Sect Master, can it be said that... our Sect Master's hatred can't be avenged?" The disciples of Xuanzong looked at Li Pokun together, their eyes were red, and they were extremely unwilling to say.
"So far, I really can't report it, but you don't have to worry, this time there is no chance, and next time, next time, I will definitely thwart Bai Ye to be ashes!" Li Pokun said solemnly.
Huang Chongshan gritted their teeth secretly, but did not speak any more.
They knew that this was nothing more than Li Pokun was drawing a cake.
However, when things have reached this point, it can only be so.
As these power tribes died down, everyone in the Temple of God became excited.
No one thought that these outsiders conspired to plan for so long, and even the referee was changed, but they ended up with such a result...
Really unexpected.
Wu Zihe's face was particularly ugly.
He found that he, the referee, had no chance to play at all.
He couldn't help but regret it.
Perhaps, something should be done in the hands of Bai Ye and Yueyang Double Sword...
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At this moment, a burst of sound suddenly sounded.
Just look at the large number of fast-moving figures coming from the gate of the arena.
These figures smashed into the arena like streamers, and fell straight into the center of the arena.
When the halo disappeared, people could see clearly that they were young men and women.
These men and women are dressed luxuriously and exquisitely, and their bodies are covered with rare treasures, and their breath is extremely thick, broad and powerful.
Among them, there are even a few that are not weaker than Lipokun and Yimeng Changjun.
"Who are these people?"
The faces of the leaders of the sect tribes changed in terror.
"Long Bai? Luxia? Sleepy?"
Zhang Shenwu abruptly got up and looked at these people who came in unbelievably. Then he was overjoyed and excited.
"The overall situation can be determined! The overall situation can be determined!"
Wen Xiaoxuan stared at the incoming person, and smiled again and again.
"Elder, who are these?"
The disciples next to him were confused, and one of them couldn't help asking.
"These are your senior brothers and sisters." Wen Xiaoxuan smiled faintly: "They left the Temple of Gods thousands of years ago and have not returned for a long time. I didn't expect that they would come back at this time, and... .. and come back together... It seems that these people still care about my God Temple."
As soon as these words fell, the disciples all showed a sense of astonishment.
"So it's the senior brothers and sisters?"
"Did they also practice in our Lingxuan Hall before?"
The disciples were full of emotion, and one of the disciples asked Wen Xiaoxuan again.
However, Wen Xiaoxuan shook his head again and again, and said indifferently: "Your master, I can't teach these people!"
"Can't teach?"
The people were taken aback.
"Then where are they practicing?"
"Zhen Shendian." There was a dignified look in Wen Xiaoxuan's eyes: "You have to ask these brothers and sisters humbly later, they... used to be the masters of my temple!"
All the disciples opened their mouths wide when they heard the sound, and many of them gasped violently, staring at those people dumbfounded.
Town Temple?
The existence above the Mulong Palace? Where is Qi Wushuang located?
The scene buzzed.
Everyone was dumbfounded by these uninvited guests.
I saw this group of men and women turned around one after another, holding their fists in salute to the Lord of God's Temple above.
"The disciple visits the hall master."
The voice came.
The faces of the leaders of the power tribes are like charcoal.
These terrible people... are all disciples of the Temple of God?
The Lord of the Temple of God was very happy, he nodded repeatedly: "You don't need to be polite."
"Thanks to the Lord." Everyone smiled and got up.
It was just a few of the elderly elders who ran off the seats, including Wang Yuanyan.
"Long Bai, why are you back? Haven't you already returned to the family?"
Wang Yuanyan asked with a big smile and a bit of excitement in his eyes.
"We heard that the sect is in trouble, how can Long Bai not come back? This time I came here just to see which cats and dogs are trying to move me to God's Temple." Long Bai said flatly, his eyes were already Sweeping towards Li Pokun and others.
Naha's eyes were full of sharpness.
Many foreign disciples swallowed saliva.
"Hahaha, you are here with Longbai, naturally there will be no Xiaoxiao coming to my temple to make trouble, these are just guests of my temple, don't get me wrong." Wang Yuanyan laughed.
"If you are a guest, my God Temple will definitely be alive and well, but if you are young, there will be no one to save it if you go to the ground that day." Long Bai said calmly.
The meaning in his words is already very obvious.
Li Pokun and the others hummed secretly, and their expressions were unnatural.
"Don't talk more."
The Lord of the Temple of God calmly watched Li Pokun's crowd, and faintly shouted: "Everyone, time has been dragged on for long enough, and the battle of the sects has not ended. I don't know who else can fight against my disciples of the Temple of God? "
The people looked at each other for a while.
Several leaders discussed it.
finally.
Yimeng Changjun stepped forward, clasped his fists and said in a deep voice, "God's temple technique is really extraordinary. I wait to worship. I think we bad guys should also be convinced. Your lord, this battle between groups ...We give up!"
"Oh?"
The Lord of the Temple of God looked at the spirit swordsman, the old woman of the sky and the others.
Although a few people were unwilling, but at this time, they were helpless, and they had no choice but to bite the bullet and bow their heads to admit defeat.
At this point, the battle of the group ended with the victory of the Temple of God.
"it is good!!"
When the final insight into the Lord of the Lord uttered the word admit defeat, the scream of the mountain whistling and the tsunami erupted from the temple of God.
All the disciples cheered, and all the elders laughed.
Zhang Shenwu was also very excited.
He suppressed his mood, hurried forward, smiled and clasped his fists and said: "Sect masters, my temple has prepared a banquet for you, and I invite you to stay and move to the main hall!"
"No need, the sect still has important things, so let's leave now!"
The face of the Rhinoceros Swordsman was ugly, he held his fists at any time, glanced at the white night on the ring, and led the disciple away in a whirl.
"Where is the lord?"
"I...I have something to do, so I will stay soon, next time... next time!" Li Pokun said Shen Shen, and Xuan Er left in a hurry.
"I'm leaving now!"
"I won't keep the deity!"
People rushed to say, they left.
Having been defeated, there is naturally no reason to stay.
"Elder Wen, hurry up, send it off to you heads!"
Zhang Shenwu hurriedly shouted.
"it is good."
With a smile on his face, Wen Xiaoxuan immediately ran over: "Sect Masters, please here!"
The people's faces were gloomy, their eyes were unwilling, and they left angrily.
Seeing this, the disciples of the Temple of God had no intention of being extraordinary, and they watched these people leave with a smile.
"Oh? Are you leaving? It's really boring!"
A woman standing by the ring couldn't help but snorted and said helplessly.
"I still want to practice with them, it's a pity!" The man next to him also shook his head.
Everyone was a little disappointed.
However, at this moment, the person named Long Bai was the one who glanced sideways at the ring, and shouted in a deep voice, "You are Bai Ye, right?"
"Yes." Bai Ye glanced at Long Bai and nodded.
However, as soon as these words fell, Long Bai suddenly violently rushed towards Bai Ye with a punch.
Bai Ye hurriedly raised his arms to resist, but was caught off guard and was shaken back several meters on the spot.
He stopped, glaring at Long Bai, and said coldly: "What are you going to do?"
"You! Kneel to me right away and kowtow to Elder Wang, otherwise I will have you splash three feet of blood today!" Long Bai said coldly, his voice particularly domineering.
