The statues worshipped in the temple are naturally the monarch of the Divine Sword!

In the center of the temple, a huge statue of god 66 meters high was lifelike. He was wearing the most popular sword master robe on the market, carrying a huge sword, and looked ahead with a cold expression.

Although it is just a statue, it was carved out by the hands of the super master. The entire statue was as if it had vitality, and it was full of mysterious strangeness. The deep and unpredictable pupils actually made people feel like they were being watched by him. Moreover, this feeling, no matter where you hide in the temple, it is like a bone marrow, tightly surrounding you, leaving you without any hiding. It seems that where he exists, no one can escape from his control.

Lingyun, who lacks faith in gods, is very repulsive of this feeling. No one wants his life to be under the control of others.

When he walked under the huge statue of the god, Liuli, dressed in heroic clothes, was already waiting with the two men and two women. It seemed that because of inheriting the excellent genes of the family, all of the four men were handsome and pretty.

Despite this, Liuli, who looks pretty in front of them, seemed better than the four. Against a mysterious temperament similar to a natural leader, she felt an indescribable attraction all over her body, which seemed to make people unable to help but approach her, talk to her, chat, accept her, and understand her.

"Here you." Liuli nodded at Ling Yun, then led a few moments to introduce the two men to him: "Let's get to know your new teammates first. Jingkong, third-level sword master, Xingchui, third-level sword master."

Ling Yun nodded, but did not report his name. I guess Liuli had told them about him in advance, and saved one step.

At this time, Ling Yun saw the familiar girl and smiled and said, "Lin Cheng, do you still remember me?"

"Don't know."

"I forgot me so soon? You guy, we have met in the capital temple of Ziyun Empire."

After she reminded her, Ling Yun remembered it.

A year ago, in the Temple of the capital of Ziyun Empire, he once said his profession level against his will under the gaze of a girl. Later, when he thought of him, he felt strange, why an ordinary woman could make him unable to refuse her question? Now it seems that this girl is probably not that simple.

"Okay, Axue, don't mess around."

"It's still Sister Yunrou, you know him. This guy actually forgot me so quickly. It's really hateful..."

"Yun Rou?" Ling Yun looked up and looked directly at Liuli.

"Sorry, we met at the Gray Forest that day and were not familiar with each other, so we hid something from you in terms of name, which is the same as when you called yourself Ling Yun." After saying that, Yun Rou politely extended his hand: "Let's get to know Yun Rou again, because the problem of martial arts has been solved, the profession level should be close to the great sword master."

Ling Yun did not reach out, or even speak. He lowered his head and continued to stare at the sword in his hand, but the gaze that had been looking forward to meeting her suddenly became cold.

For some reason, when she said "This is the same as your caution when you called yourself Ling Yun." Ling Yun's wonderful affection for her suddenly disappeared.

There was even a deep sarcasm in his heart that was not for anyone, including himself, that he knew: "The only one who met for the first time and told him with his real name is the fool! Ling Yun, the last thing you have received for your honesty is the strangeness and deception of the first time you met."

Yun Rou seemed to know that his personality was accustomed to being cold, and she took back her hand awkwardly and was about to speak, but the man named Jingkong next to her couldn't help but snorted coldly: "Do you think you can be arrogant if you have the third level of strength? Tell you that everyone present does not have a sword master below the second level, but also the level of sword skills they practice is no less than a must-kill! Therefore, in front of us, please put away your cold arrogance as a genius!"

Ling Yun suddenly looked up, and a sharp murderous aura suddenly burst out from his cold eyes, just like two irreconcilable enemies suddenly encountered. One is either you die or I live, the awe-inspiring energy of the sudden flash that I just said!

Everyone present was a third-level master, and they immediately noticed Ling Yun's murderous intent.

Yun Rou exclaimed: "What are you doing!" She hurriedly stopped Ling Yun.

The third-level sword master Jingkong was also shocked and almost instinctively took a step back. Who would have thought that the other party's cultivation was so poor that he had murderous intentions because of his own words. A person who is so easily shaken, really doesn't know how he cultivated to the level of a third-level sword master before he was twenty years old.

The other men and women noticed the abnormality of the atmosphere, and instinctively stepped forward and surrounded Ling Yun in the center. Perhaps when they made these actions, they had not even noticed themselves, and subconsciously they had already excluded Ling Yun from the circle of outsiders.

Yun Rou was the first person to find the atmosphere abnormal. She quickly turned around and shouted to Jingkong: "Didn't you tell you a long time ago? Lin Cheng is born with such a personality and does not mean Ju Ao in front of us. Where did you think of?"

She turned her back to Ling Yun, expressing her selfless trust in him and speaking for him to cushion the rejection expressed by the five people just now.

Others also noticed their abnormality at the first time and quickly used other actions to cover up their actions.

But who is Ling Yun? He is a sword cultivator who always keeps very vigilant. Any slightest hostility will be captured by his magical sixth sense. How could he not know the encirclement formed by several people just now?

But these are just secondary. What really shocked him was why he was so out of control just now, because the man's words suddenly burst out with murderous aura that wanted to kill him. This kind of out-of-control behavior has never happened in his path of cultivation.

"Is it because the cultivation level is improved too quickly and the mood is unstable, which leads to emotional disorder just now?" Ling Yun, who had only practice in his heart, would only imagine in this direction, and did not understand at all where the inexplicable irritability in his heart came from.

"Okay, OK, there are so many people in the whole world, it is a fate to be able to gather together. Why bother arguing over a small matter? Don't forget that after we enter the God's Trial Space, we will be teammates, and we are friends who have lived together for a year. Friends should support and help each other. An atmosphere like this is not possible."

Jingkong nodded, but had no intention of apologizing. Yun Rou naturally couldn't force her. She glanced at Ling Yun and asked in confusion: "What? Is there something wrong? Or is it a little uncomfortable?"

Ling Yun shook his head, and his face regained his former coldness: "Go in."

Yun Rou keenly found that his tone seemed a little different than before. However, with so many teammates at present, she could not take care of everyone's emotions, so she only thought that it was because the things just now were a little unpleasant, and she didn't take them much to heart: "If it's okay, let's check the things on her body at the end, such as food, drinking water, changing clothes, etc. If there is any omission, go and make up for it immediately."

After hearing what she said, Ling Yun realized that he seemed to have no preparation except this sword.

But it doesn't matter. As a cultivator, he emphasizes getting close to nature. He has never experienced the experience of having nothing.

"Haha, forget it." Yun Rou chuckled, took out a ring from her body, and threw it over directly: "I knew you wouldn't remember to prepare these, I've prepared them all for you. Only the seventh-level civilization has the ability to make space rings, even if it's a little gift that we were late when we met."

Ling Yun frowned. He instinctively wanted to refuse, but there was no reason!

At this time, he suddenly remembered why the four maids knew they were going out but did not prepare these things for themselves? Isn’t this within their responsibilities?

This was the first time Ling Yun took the initiative to think of the four maids whom he didn't even remember even his names. But obviously, the impression caused by this idea was not very good for the four maids.

"Okay, Lincheng, do you have anything else to prepare?"

"No."
Chapter completed!