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Chapter 242 A powerful adversary!

Lin Qingyang, the head of the Wushen Temple, specially arranged for the disciples of the Wushen Temple to go to the Southern Continent.

The Murong family in the Dragon City informed Murong Chen’s father! Murong Chen was about to enter the Martial God Space of the Wushen Peak. This incident was shocked, and the Dragon City was filled with shock.

It has been too long since the martial arts genius appeared in the Dragon City. Many people and many martial arts practitioners have not been selected to enter the Martial God Temple. Murong Chen left the Dragon City at that time and just left with the glory of the Dragon City! Murong Chen's people said that the Martial God City had not produced the Martial God City in recent years, and it was better than Lancheng. Bu Jingshuang came out of the Martial God Temple and became a disciple outside the door through the selection competition.

Murong Chen can be said to be the glory of the Dragon City... Now all the sects of the Dragon City have completely surrendered to the Murong family. The Xuantian Sword Road of the Murong family has long become the major sect of the Dragon City. Moreover, in the southern continent, some cities adjacent to Zhu Longteng, such as Heiyue City and Lancheng, have also completely surrendered to the Xuantian Sword Sect of the Murong family.

Murong Bo knew that his Chen'er performed so well, and today he entered the Martial God Temple and the Martial God Space of the Martial God Peak. This is a huge joy for the Falling Dragon City. For the Murong family, it is also the matter of the ancestral glory of the ancestors' tombs that are coming out of the blue! So, as soon as he got this news, Murong Bo rushed forward and rushed for days, and finally arrived at the Martial God Peak at the last moment.

"Dad, why are you here?"

Murong Chen was overjoyed and found that his father Murong Bo seemed to have lost weight. This was also reasonable. After something from the demon clan, Xuantian Sword Sect completely stood firm in the Dragon City.

"Chen'er! You are so good!"

Murong Bo looked up and down at Murong Chen and found that Chen'er was still his child and had not changed at all. He had a little bit of vicissitudes and maturity on his face, proving that Murong Chen has indeed made a lot of progress during this period.

When Murong Chen's cultivation level was again shocked.

Murong Chen is already at the Silver Moon Realm, with a seventh level of cultivation! He has long surpassed him as his father, Murong Bo, and has also surpassed Taoist Baimei and Doctor Du! Taoist Baimei walked over with a smile: "Young Master Chen is now in the Seventh level of cultivation in the Silver Moon Realm, I am no longer your opponent!"

Murong Chen quickly said, "The Taoist Baimei has always been the great elder of my Xuantian Sword Sect. I will feel relieved if you are in charge of Xuantian Sword Sect!"

Mrs. Qingluan also came over and said, "You are here!"

Murong Bo still had some more, sorry, and he couldn't help but feel affectionate. Murong Bo remembered Gu Weiyue.

"How is Yue'er now?

!”

Mrs. Qingluan sighed, "It's really hard to describe!"

Mrs. Qingluan told Murong Bo about Gu Weiyue’s awakening to the ancient times and the bloodline of the Divine Phoenix.

Murong Bo also frowned when he heard this. It was difficult to crack the heavenly tribulation of the ancient divine phoenix bloodline, and the Black Phoenix also felt that Murong Bo also felt that the control of the spiritual consciousness of Gu Weiyue and the origin of the soul was very terrible.

Many of the Xuantian Sword Sect, inner disciples and true disciples, all bowed to Murong Chen with fists and bowed to him, and his eyes were full of admiration.

Murong Bo looked up at the Wushen Peak, which was towering into the clouds and was covered with green mountains, and felt the spiritual energy of the spiritual veins of the heaven and earth here! The richness of the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth is many times stronger than that of the Yongtu Peak.

"The Martial God Peak is indeed well-deserved!"

Murong Bo exclaimed.

The Wushen Peak has been fully opened, but because many of the disciples outside the Wushen Temple have not yet gathered together, the formation has been temporarily transferred and still not operated.

Lin Qingyang, the head of the Temple of the Martial Gods, jumped and walked in the air. The phantom behind him was vague.

In less than half a breath, Lin Qingyang came to Murong Bo.

Lin Qingyang, the head of the Martial God Temple, is unknown to anyone in the Southern Continent! Murong Bo quickly saluted, "I have met Lin Qingyang, Master Lin!"

Lin Qingyang had already clamped his hands there, and he had foreseen that Murong Bo would salute him.

So I had already made preparations and was preparing for it. I was about to show it to Murong Chen. Lin Qingyang was just expressing his opinion to Murong Chen to see how much respect I have for your father. In other words, I wanted Murong Chen to be a disciple in the Martial God Temple in the future and slowly cultivate it. Murong Chen became his successor to the head.

Lin Qingyang, the head of the Martial God Temple, was actually very polite to Murong Bo, which also made many people from the sects very jealous.

"Master Murong, please get up quickly!"

Lin Qingyang said with a smile: "Murong Chen is talented. Although he is a disciple outside the Martial God Temple, after the Martial God Space Competition is over, I want to directly talk about Murong Chen and pass on his personal disciple!"

"This is the only routine that Murong Chen has broken in the past thousands of years, but it cannot be broken in the assessment of disciples outside the sect!"

Lin Qingyang's expression on his face was very arrogant. He thought it was worth it to do so. After all, Murong Chen is really different from ordinary warriors.

When Lin Qingyang saw the divine tower in Murong Chen's hand and the sky-suppressing tower, he had even more thoughts in his heart.

Although Lin Qingyang is the head of the Martial God Temple, he has done something that he has been very painful and upset and even regretted for his life, that is, he is young and energetic. When he was the head of the Martial God Temple, it was 18 years ago! 18 years ago, Lin Qingyang, the head of the Martial God Temple, was extremely glorious! For a time, everyone in the entire Southern Continent focused on Lin Qingyang. When Lin Qingyang's name was mentioned, no one did not praise or admire him.

Lin Qingyang may be the youngest person to reach the Xiaotian Realm powerhouse, which was founded in the sect and sect for thousands of years.

Lin Qingyang was commissioned by a peerless strong man to assassinate the disciples of the Southern Continent and Xuantian Sword Sect, and he had to keep no children and dogs. No matter men, women, young and old, martial arts or even a family, they could not let go. Including the babies in their arms and unborn children in their stomachs, they must be killed!... Lin Qingyang did not want to do such a thing. Although the world of warriors is intriguing, Poland is magnificent and has a dangerous chest. The strong can flow all the way, blood flowing into rivers, moving mountains and filling seas, and the weak have almost no dignity, but Lin Qingyang is also a flesh-and-blooded man. He does not want to kill the killer to have no power to tie a chicken, the unarmed old, weak, sick and disabled, and even those babies.

But that peerless strong man gave Lin Qingyang a very generous condition.

If Lin Qingyang does not follow his words, Lin Qingyang, the head of the Martial God Temple, will not be able to be the leader, and his cultivation will be destroyed by this peerless powerful man.

In desperation, Lin Qingyang had no choice but to compromise! Lin Qingyang joined forces with several powerful men and leaders of other sects to massacre the Xuantian Sword Sect! In that massacre, basically no one survived, and only two survived, the first one was Murong Bo and the second one was Murong Chen.

Later, Lin Qingyang went to find the reason for the peerless strong man and finally came to a conclusion, because of the disaster encountered by the dragon clan! All the dragon clans in the dragon world in the fairy world experienced unprecedented disasters! And a born baby was wandered to the Wuyang Continent! This baby should have been sent to the Xuantian Sword Sect.

So this massacre occurred without leaving any chickens and dogs! It would rather be killed by mistake than let one go.

Lin Qingyang also regretted it very much afterwards.

Lin Qingyang now knew very well that Murong Chen was probably the descendant of the dragon clan of the wandering Wuyang Continent whom he wanted to kill with his own hands! And the Tian Zhen Tower in his hand! The owner of the Tian Tian Tower was Murong Chen's biological mother.

When Lin Qingyang saw the Heaven-Shending Tower in Murong Chen's hand and found out the origin of Murong Chen, he especially knew that Murong Chen came from the Xuantian Sword Sect in the Falling Dragon City, and Murong Chen's father was named Murong Bo! Lin Qingyang knew everything.

Lin Qingyang was also regretful and upset about what he had done in his youth and energy, but everything was useless! Only by allowing Murong Chen to grow up quickly and even let Murong Chen take over the Temple of the Martial God, perhaps Lin Qingyang felt that he could make up for some of his mistakes back then.

Looking at Murong Bo in front of him, Lin Qingyang also knew that although he could not be very respectful to him on the surface, through Murong Bo's eyes, the young man found that Murong Bo seemed to hate him in particular. That kind of hatred was the deep hatred of his blood from the deep sea of ​​blood that came from the heart.

If you don’t know, you will not do it unless you do it! After all, it’s impossible to keep the fire in your mouth! Lin Qingyang is even ready. If Murong Chen wants to take revenge, he will be ready at any time! Murong Chen suppressed this hatred in his heart, because at present, he cannot leave the Martial God Temple, and he still has to rely on the resources of the Martial God Temple.

When his martial arts cultivation level breaks through the Haori realm and reaches the Zhongtian realm, Murong Chen plans to show up with Lin Qingyang.

Although Lin Qingyang was a powerful man in the Great Heaven Realm before, and it seemed that he could break through to the Martial God Realm at any time, Murong Chen also found that Lin Qingyang had no chance anymore, and the original power of the Yuan power in his body was leaking out.

Murong Chen felt that if his cultivation level reached the Zhongtian Realm, it would be no problem to deal with Lin Qingyang in the Datian Realm.

When the elders of many sects saw that Murong Chen's father Murong Bo led the elders and disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect to Wushen Peak, they also came to Wushen Peak and came over.

Nangong Wuji, the head of Zhentian Mansion, walked over with a smile. He felt that Murong Bo and him were already in-laws! "Brother Murong Bo!"

Nangong Wuji is dressed gorgeously, and is more than a nobleman in the palace.

Murong Bo is really a little unaware of him.

Murong Chen said: "Dad, this is Nangong Wuji, the head of Zhentian Mansion!"

Zhentian Mansion has a great reputation in the Southern Continent, and Murong Bo is a little flattered, "It turns out that he is the head of Nangong, so he is indifferent to respect!"

Murong Bo quickly bowed and said.

"Hey, don't be so polite, brother Murongbo, you and me will be a family soon!"

Nangong Wuji laughed and said, "Thank you really for cultivating Murong Chen, such a talented genius with martial arts talent! My daughter Nangong Hongxiu will soon marry Murong Chen, and Murong Chen will soon become our son-in-law of Nangong Mansion, so you and I will be in-laws soon, and we are a family!"

Murong Bo was confused when he heard this, looked up at Murong Chen, and then looked at Lin Qingyang beside him. Neither of them spoke.

Bai Gongsheng, the head of the Sea God Sect, was wearing a Taoist robe in blue.

"Master Murong!"

Bai Gongsheng said: "Bai Gongsheng, the head of the Sea God Sect, is here!"

The Sea God Sect is not as famous as the Wuyang Continent in the southern continent of Wuyang Continent, nor as Badao Pavilion and the Zhentian Axe, but the Sea God Sect is the only Taoist sect in the southern continent, and is also the most powerful Taoist.

Murong Bo quickly saluted, "I have met Master Bai!"

Murong Bo suddenly became the focus of Wushen Peak. In addition, Lin Qingyang and Murong Bo were fighting together. For a time, people thought that Murong Bo, Lin Qingyang, the head of the Wushen Temple, had a very close relationship.

It seems that in the future, Murong Bo’s Xuantian Sword Sect cannot provoke. If he provokes Xuantian Sword Sect, it means opposing the Martial God Temple or opposing the Martial God Temple is similar to seeking death by himself.

Li Wentian, the head of the Badao Pavilion, smiled with a very ugly smile, and slowly walked over. Behind Li Wentian, the eldest elder of the Badao Pavilion, Lin Zhennan, and his disciple Jiang Chang.

Li Wentian, it was not here to visit Murong Bo in person.

Since Murong Bo is Murong Chen's father, it must be of great use. Li Wentian wanted to see Momo's appearance with his own eyes. Although Murong Chen is difficult to deal with, if he catches Murong Bo and forces Murong Chen to death, I believe Murong Chen will definitely do what he told him.

Murong Chen looks like a filial son no matter how he looks.

Regardless of whether Murong Chen owns the Qilin Flame Sword from the Badao Pavilion, the final result is that the Qilin Flame Sword is destroyed. This account will be counted on Murong Chen no matter what.

Li Wentian smiled and said nothing, "Master Murong, Li Wentian is polite, and he is in the head of Xiaba Dao Pavilion!"

Murong Bo has also heard of the grudge between the Badao Pavilion and the Martial God Temple. In his heart, Murong Bo actually has a good impression of the Badao Pavilion, after all, the Badao Pavilion and the Martial God Temple are hostile.

Murong Bo himself also hates Lin Qingyang in the Temple of the Martial God.

Murong Bo smiled and said, "Sect Master Li is fine!"

At the foot of Wushen Peak Mountain, there are nearly 500 sects of all sizes.

Looking at Wanzhou Hanging City, the heads of these four major sects were so respectful to Murong Bo, and they were all confused one by one.

"What sect is the Shuiling Dragon City, the Murong Family, and the Xuantian Sword Sect?"

"I'm also very suspicious. Why are these sects so respectful to Murong Bo? Is Murong Chen from Xuantian Sword Sect?"

"I heard that the Martial God Temple intends to let Murong Chen take over as the next head. Murong Chen has this strength!"

"Not only the four major sects in the Southern Continent, Wanzhou Hanging City, and other powerful sects, will also visit Murong Bo, the head of Xuantian Sword Sect!"

"It's so strange!"

...Many elders and warriors of the sect didn't understand it, and they didn't dare to think about it before! Perhaps this was all because of Murong Chen.

The elder Qingshan brought Xueli and finally arrived at Wushen Peak.

Taoist Baimei, when he saw Xueli this time, he felt that Xueli's face turned pale and seemed to be seriously ill.

The formation has been opened for some time. If you don’t seize the time, the power of the formation will decrease.

Zixiao Zhenren shouted loudly: "All the disciples outside the sect who entered the Martial God Space will move to the center of the blue formation!"

Xueli also met her benefactor Bai Modao Ren, but the two were far apart and didn't have time to speak! There were always more than a thousand disciples outside the Martial God Temple who successfully entered the Martial God Space of the Martial God Peak through layers of selection.

Lin Zhen appeared beside Murong Chen.

Opposite Murong Chen and Lin Zhen were Lin Fei and Lin Han, Gu Changfeng and He Hu, Liu Sheng Yijian and Lin Wan'er, and some martial arts skills, who are infinitely close to the outsiders of the Silver Moon Realm, with almost 800 people! Gu Changfeng stretched out his hand, his eyes were as cold as a knife, and he looked at Murong Chen and made a cutting posture to his throat.
Chapter completed!
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