Chapter 1652: A piece of paper with words of retreat to persuade the temple, and the legacy of the world is also used as a bow and arrow

"Move, move!"

"Take your vigilance to the highest level for me. Xu Xiaoshou may come back just after I say these words!"

"Speaking of which, why are the higher-ups suddenly so sure that Master Shou... uh, that guy Xu Xiaoshou is coming back soon?"

"Don't ask if you shouldn't! Guard your position! You've been in the mountain for so long, don't you know that these things can't be discussed... I heard that Lord Yue Gongli is back!"

"What? He's still alive? Didn't it mean that the half-saint who accepted the invitation to come in by the holy order is basically cold?"

"It's not like he was invited in by a holy order, and who is he? His last name is 'Yue'! Wait, these things cannot be discussed, shut up!"

"Okay, okay, but then again, if Master Yue Gongli can come back, and Xu Xiaoshou can come back, then haven't they all passed the assessment of the God-Slaying Official Site... who gets the inheritance?"

"I don't know. The ruins were completely lost in the second half. I hope it was Master Yue Gongli. He is so strong. But Master Shou has been missing for a day, so he must be very surprised. He has been at the ruins for more than half a month, and he is not in the same place.

Let’s step on it?”

"Captain, what do you mean, don't you mean that Master Shou has evolved again? When he moved to Jade Capital City, he was able to fight the semi-saints alone, but now... So, can our broken formation trap him?"

"Boy, you have to understand that formations are sometimes used to protect the weak like us. At least I don't think it can trap those monsters!"

"Then if Master Shou comes out on the Holy Mountain..."

"It depends on whether the Great Emperor Cangsheng can save the world with one person's power!"

Guizhe Holy Mountain is covered with many spiritual formations from the mountainside down.

The young people who participated in the battle were worried. For the first time, they discovered that being admitted to the Holy Mountain to work as a sergeant was not a guaranteed job. It turned out that there was also a risk of death.

The older generation are very anxious and do whatever they have to do. Anyway, if the sky falls, the tall man will carry it, even the emperors of the world will not be able to carry it...

Looking towards the clouds on the top of the mountain.

There is a touch of gold at the highest point of the world, called the "ladder to heaven." It is because of this ladder that the world is divided into upper and lower poles.

Even if the world is invincible, someone will come from heaven.

What are you panicking about?

The ones who should be panicking are those ungrateful saint slaves!

Black clouds are pressing down on the city, and the upper and lower parts are divided into two parts. On the other hand, the part of Guizhe Holy Mountain from the mountainside to the top is very different from the one below - there are too few people.

If someone is high in the sky and has a bird's eye view, he can see the upper part of Guizhe Holy Mountain, like a long-awaited arena, with an extremely solemn atmosphere.

The sporadic visitors are either old ladies with evil spirits and secret treasures in their possession.

Or, it was an old half-sage with an indifferent face who looked ordinary at first glance.

There are fewer people.

But it’s all the essence.

On the top of the highest mountain, the Shenghuan Temple has been rebuilt, but there is no one inside.

On the contrary, on the large platform with the Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus rooted outside the temple, there were several figures of semi-saints pacing back and forth, worried.

…

"Report!"

Xi Yigui, the leader of the foreign department, entered the scene, quickly came to the wheelchair on the steps in front of the main hall, and respectfully presented a letter:

"Master Yue Gongli has gone up the ladder to heaven and returned to the emperor's realm. He said that he is ill and cannot participate in the battle."

"This is the latest information from the foreign department. He...he didn't reveal much."

This sound did not shy away from everyone present.

After all, those who can stand on the highest platform at this moment are the masters who will fight against the Holy Slave in the future.

Either the old half-saints inside the Holy Temple, or the strong foreign aid invited from all over the five regions.

So strong.

Naturally, everyone has a temper.

"The dignified red-robed Taoist Master, one of the members of the ten-person council, is feeling ill and could just take some elixirs, but why is he so timid?"

An angry voice sounded at the right time, expressing what most people present were thinking.

Xi glanced out of the corner of his eye and recognized the identity of the speaker.

The Qin family of Siam in the Northern Territory, the half-saint ancestor, Qin Duan.

A red lion-headed halberd, an ancient relic monument artifact, had a terrible reputation throughout the God of War three hundred years ago.

Foreigners know much more than outsiders.

The Qin family is also a large semi-saint family, with three semi-saint statuses passed down from generation to generation.

In addition to Qin Duan, there is also Qin Guan, who is also a semi-saint and is ranked among the Twelve Saints of the Northern Territory.

Of course, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, not because of their internal discord, but because of the rules set by the Holy Temple:

With Qin Duan in charge, Qin Guan will naturally have to go to the far north of the Northern Territory to suppress the interdimensional rift.

"I heard that Qin Guan accepted the invitation to invite the Holy Order and entered the ruins. He has not returned yet..."

Xi boldly guessed that the Qin family may have only one ancestor left, and a semi-saint who has no successor.

All the tribes are watching with eager eyes. No wonder Qin Duan wants to go to the Holy Mountain.

He probably also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to defeat Xu Xiaoshou, gain great merit, regain his reputation as the "Ferocious Saint of the Northern Territory", and suppress the wolves, tigers and leopards from all sides.

"Mr. Qin is right!"

Not long after Qin Duan finished speaking, another gray-haired foreign aid stepped forward, glanced at Fang Wenxin, Zhong Yuanzi and other silent internal members of the Holy Temple, and sneered disdainfully:

"The Holy Temple was in trouble just now. Yue Gongli came back with important information, but he didn't even want to see me. He asked this... kid to go and get information." He looked at Xi, failing to remember this brat.

The name of the head, it doesn't matter:

"Being timid before fighting, Yue Gongli has given the Holy Temple a bad start. Where did Xu Xiaoshou end up?"

"I stopped here and said something harsh, and the people ran away first. On the contrary, I was waiting for more than ten and a half saints. Could it be that I was all frightened out of my wits?"

The kid who was forced to lose his name glanced out of the corner of his eye again, without any ripples, and the information about this second old guy emerged in his mind.

Qiu Gu, the ancestor of the Half-Saint Qiu family in the Central Region, was born with a golden body and holy bones. He cultivated the way of "protection" and was known as "Invincible to ten thousand men and as solid as gold."

I climbed the mountain ten days ago, and when I met him, I dared to mock the emperor for being too young. Maybe if I lost this battle, it would be because there was no one available in the Holy Temple.

After that, he actually managed to catch an arrow from the Emperor of Cangsheng without dying. He only cultivated for three days and became a vigorous and energetic person. From then on, he became famous in the entire semi-holy circle, and was so popular that even the holy guard An was suppressed.

"He's an old fox with some strength and knows how to create hot spots... No, old turtle, his defense is terrifyingly tough!"

Even though Xi was a semi-saint, he didn't dare to offend him, so he lowered his head silently and didn't say a word.

"cut."

Under the Nine Sacrifice Gui, Beibei, who was leaning on the Emperor's Sword, rolled his eyes slightly and frowned slightly when he heard this.

None of these old things can keep up with the times.

He doesn’t even understand the value of the latest generation of ten-seaters, and he doesn’t even know how much Xu Xiaoshou is worth, so he’s just talking nonsense.

If Xu Xiaoshou was really that weak, how could the Holy Temple go to war so violently?

From Beibei's point of view, these two semi-holy wars are really going to go up. It is estimated that they will not be able to withstand Xu Xiao's move a month ago.

Not to mention that guy is now coming back from Ranming Ruins...

"You can't become stronger, can you?"

When Beibei thought of that scary guy, he couldn't help but be speechless.

Just using ancient swordsmanship to compete, he can easily suppress himself, and he can pick the next one without even taking a breath after the battle.

If he really had to transform into a hand-torn unicorn, who could withstand it?

A question that Bei Bei has not thought through so far is that Xu Xiaoshou doesn't seem to show in the information that he is of the Void clan's bloodline. How can that person become so hot in a single blow?

…

The semi-saints on the square were clearly divided into two factions.

One faction is the Holy Temple Church faction headed by the afro-headed Zhong Yuanzi, the hunky-headed guy Fang Wenxin, etc. They look listless, and all of them look like useless dogs.

One faction is the foreign aid faction, headed by Qin Duan and Qiu Gu. They are all ancestors and giants. When they get together, they are full of energy and fighting spirit, comparable to the eight young masters.

Of course, you can also divide it in another way:

One group saw Xu Xiaoshou with his own eyes.

One group has only heard of Xu Xiaoshou.

Ai Cangsheng, the only person sitting on the steps but still higher than everyone else, turned a blind eye to the uproar of the foreign aid group below.

To him, these are not foreign aid, but just decorations for the hearts of all the holy temples from up and down An Sheng Mountain and even in the five regions.

After all, there are about a dozen Half-Saints on the Holy Mountain. Waiting for Xu Xiaoshou sounds much better than Xu Xiaoshou coming back to beat up the several Semi-Saints he had beaten before.
To be continued...