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Chapter 348

At this time, Mr. Xue and Liao Fanchen, who were the parties involved, hadn't reacted yet, and the coercion that restrained the two of them disappeared in an instant.

How can the blood son who has no binding force accept the end of a tie? Whether it is the corpse gun or the blood demon armor, in his opinion, they are enough to kill the life of the mortal.

This Buddha, who was born in the Vajra Temple, hides too many secrets, the bloody son is greedy.

In the battlefield outside the territory, he had no confidence in being able to keep this free-flowing mortal, but now in the palm-sized space inside the Beacon Hall, he couldn't escape even if he wanted to. .

As soon as Young Master Xue thought of this, he felt the surging fighting spirit in his body, and the corpse gun in his hand burst out with a thick and fierce blood light again.

How could he listen to the matchmaking of the elders of the temple right now? The only thought in his mind at the moment was to use the corpse spear in his hand to ruthlessly pierce the Buddha's head.

I saw the Corpse Demon Spear in the hands of Young Master Xue who thought of this like a dragon, and all the evil spirits and ghosts imprisoned on it burst out under the stimulation of the ghost energy in his body.

The entire space was torn apart by the sharp spear points. It was obvious that Young Master Xue had the intention to kill this time.

It's just that the original compassion on Fan Chen's face showed the same contempt and disdain as the old man in the temple when he saw the sharp spear point and countless evil spirits rushing towards him.

Seeing this, Mr. Xue felt even more furious, and the strength in his hand couldn't help but increased by another three points.

The blood-colored ghostly aura turning inside his body surged to the sky at this moment.

This time, Fan Chen didn't even have the thought of blocking it, and upon closer inspection, he allowed the corpse gun to attack his face.

However, at this moment, there was a loud shout from the depths of the temple.

"Shuzi, dare you!!"

I saw that the powerful binding force erupting from the depths of the temple was like a pair of big hands that appeared out of thin air.

From top to bottom, he couldn't help but lay in the middle of the corpse gun and Fanchen.

The sharp tip of the Corpse Demon Spear and the countless attacking ghosts were all smashed by this invisible hand, and the giant palm of the void was not weakened by the breath on the Corpse Demon Spear. His complexion changed drastically.

With a flick of his wrist, he retracted the spear, then turned around and used his body skills to escape, trying to stay away from this terrifying giant palm.

But he forgot, where is this place
This place is no longer the original extraterritorial battlefield, but the Beacon Fire Temple where the remnant soul has the final say.

The one who made the move right now was the old man of the temple, and the reason why he made the move was because this junior who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth dared to openly resist what he had decided in front of him.

In his opinion, this is undoubtedly the greatest disrespect. Although he has only a remnant soul trapped in the Beacon Fire Temple, but when he fought with his master, the pale boy in front of him was probably still below. Drink Meng Po soup on the Naihe Bridge.

As long as the new heir of the temple does not come out for a day, he will always be the uncompromising master of the Fenghuo temple.

And the huge palm condensed with the endless power left by his master, at this moment, has already involuntarily hit Young Master Xue's not very strong body.

Young Master Xue didn't want to avoid it, it was just because the reality was cruel, he couldn't see the mystery contained in this giant palm at all.

In the eyes of the old man in the temple, his so-called physical cultivation was nothing more than a superficial heresy, and his giant palm came from behind and hit Young Master Blood like a tarsal maggot.

Ling Kong let out a scream, and countless blood rained down one after another.

The giant palm of the old man in the temple slapped Young Master Blood on the ground like a fly. At this time, blood was involuntarily gushing from his mouth and nose when he landed.

Its appearance was obviously extremely miserable, and it was just at the moment when the giant palm touched him.

That real threat of death made Young Master Blood shudder to the extreme.

The madness in his heart suddenly seemed a little insignificant under the imminent threat of death.

The momentary remorse that hit his heart made his already sickly pale face even uglier
But fortunately, the old man of the temple did not kill him. After all, apart from being angry at the behavior of this rude junior, the old man of the temple also admired his heart of fighting to the death.

Unlike this unreasonable Buddha, this pale-faced junior also has a bit of his master's original shadow.

To become an immortal emperor, a rock-solid Dao heart and a reckless fight between life and death are essential.

From the view of the old man in the temple, the fight between Fanchen and Young Master Blood will fall to Fanchen's side with the passage of time.

The method of the Buddha who was born in the Vajra Temple is very strange and overbearing.

At this time, Young Master Xue, who had woken up from that strange emotion, endured the severe pain in his body and hurriedly got up and bowed respectfully to the old man in the temple in the distance.

"Thank you, senior, for your mercy"

The old man of the temple who heard the words snorted coldly,
"Hmph, it's good to be self-aware. In this temple, you can't tolerate the people from Shifang Ghost Domain to be presumptuous. Even the ghost king has to obediently say a word to senior."

"Yes, it is indeed reckless."

The old man in the temple turned his head slightly when he heard the words, and then disappeared, turned around and disappeared.

Then the survivors who were still alive in the Beacon Fire Temple at this moment heard the simple and hoarse voice of the old man in the temple.

"All those who pass the first level will be determined, and the second level will be opened after a stick of incense"

At this moment, everyone was shocked, finally the second level was coming.
At this time, Chen Xue, who had been meditating with her eyes closed, slowly opened her watery eyes upon hearing this, and the old man in the temple in front of her also slowly walked over.

Seeing the strange look on his face, Chen Xue said immediately.

"Senior, what do you mean by that expression? Could it be that person?"

Chen Xue was a little afraid to speak down, because he was afraid of hearing Xu Ming's dead smile.

He also knew the name of that Xiao Nangong to some extent, this person has always been known as a heretical snake and scorpion, if Xu Ming was careless, he might really fall into this person's way.

The old man in the temple looked at the unconcealable anxiety in his eyes, and a slight smile flashed across his face.

"If the master could have had a confidant like you back then, I'm afraid I won't have so many regrets when I die."

"Senior, what did you say?"

"It's nothing, people just whine when they're old"

"I just don't quite understand what attracts you to that ordinary kid."

"Don't worry, he didn't die by chance. You can meet at the entrance of the second level after a stick of incense."

After the old man in the temple finished speaking, he turned and left slowly.

Chen Xue who heard the words was slightly relieved, and the expression on her face was slightly better.

The heart she had been hanging on was finally let go, just as the old man in the temple said, after a stick of incense, she would be able to see Xu Ming again.

For some reason, Chen Xue's heart surged with an inexplicable and strange feeling.

(End of this chapter)