"Taixumen!"

"Restore original ability?"

Wolong almost exclaimed in an instant: "But the only genius who could be as famous as the master in Taixu Sect thousands of years ago has died in battle long ago, and her abilities have completely disappeared."

"Why do we meet the Taixu Goddess again at this time——"

"The unique trick of the Holy Maiden of Jiuhua?"

Wolong felt that his head was no longer enough: "My lord, a thousand years ago, you were as famous as the Holy Maiden of Jiuhua, and you were the most outstanding genius in the Ancestral God Realm. Could it be that you started paving the way for Lingtian a thousand years ago?"

"Then what is Ling Tian's identity?"

"Is it worth your efforts?"

Wolong was so shocked that he was almost petrified on the spot. Just when Wolong exclaimed, in the battle circle below, the strong man of Jinxiu Pavilion felt the change of energy in his body: "What a strange feeling."

"What the hell happened?"

"The depleted strength in my body has been fully restored, and there is even a tendency to break through the bottleneck?"

"No matter what, now that our strength has been restored, we can only give it a try in order to live up to the expectations of the Pavilion Master."

...

The Splendid Heroes were now highly motivated to fight, and there was only one thought in their minds, and that was——

No matter what!

Anyone who attempts to enter the entrance of the Guardian Temple will be doomed. Murongdie was even more surprised at this moment: "What kind of power was that flash of power just now?"

"Can it actually have such an effect?"

"Just the sweep of power made me feel that the previous fatigue completely disappeared?"

"horrible!"

As the eldest lady of Taiji Pavilion, Murong Die has seen a lot of things. Even in the records of Taiji Pavilion, he can make some assumptions about some things in the Ancestral God Realm.

But today!

Murong Die was really stunned on the spot. The continuous changes made Murong Die feel like her brain couldn't keep up, as if she was being controlled by someone.

In other words, all my secrets are no longer secrets.

Or rather...

There are no secrets.

Guang Jun saw that Murong Die looked wrong: "Miss, is it true that in today's situation, our Tai Chi Pavilion really has to do nothing?"

"Uncle Guangjun, don't worry."

Murong Die never took the unexpected events to heart: "Now that the chessboard has begun, we at Tai Chi Pavilion can no longer decide anything, let alone change anything."

"Maybe......"

Murong Die shook his head: "Now my best choice for Tai Chi Pavilion is..."

"wait!"

The moment Guangjun heard the words, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes: "Miss, there is something I don't know whether to ask or not."

"Ask!" Murong Die never refused, Guang Jun put his hands behind his hands: "Miss, I wonder where you have arranged the Heavenly Sword?"

Heavenly sword?

Murong Die chuckled: "Uncle Guangju, it seems you have also discovered it. Whether the true identity of the Emperor can be revealed today depends on the Heavenly Sword."

kindness?

Guangjun narrowed his eyes for a moment, and a playful look appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Miss, it seems that you have made your own arrangements."

Murong Die chuckled: "I hope everything goes well with my arrangement!"

The words just left my mouth.

Under the Heavenly Temple in front, there was a sudden roar. When the roar started, everything on the scene was filled with the roar of the dragon. As the dragon roared for a moment, Murong Die was even more surprised: "The roar of the white dragon?"

"In the end what happened?"
Chapter completed!