The battle of Tianjiao of Zhongzhou demon clan is over. As a result, no one expected that Tianjiao of mainland demon clan, who thought he could only serve as a foil, would become the ultimate demon king who killed all sides. On the contrary, Tianjiao of Taigu god mountain, who was worshipped as their ancestors, would run away one by one. This small world is destined to be their nightmare.
As a result, many people changed their faces, especially those who tried hard to blow the drum and wipe the sword. Suddenly, a fierce light flashed in their eyes and disappeared quickly. They took out a letter sealed with Rune seal from their arms and said hoarsely, "do the last thing for me and send it to the Nanling Marquis of Qishi mansion. Then you can leave and never go back to Dali temple. "
The two men in black seemed to tremble for a moment. Without saying a word, they took the secret letter and disappeared.
I don't know how long later, the osmanthus trees in the courtyard fell to the last leaf. Li Changfeng stood up, hung an evil knife on his back, and came out, leaving only a light word for a long time.
"Adoptive father, you forced me to make a decision."
Dali temple, located in a very open space in the north of the city, covers an area of thousands of miles. The high tower and attic in Dali Temple go straight into the sky. The whole body is dark gold, with a kind of majestic solemnity.
Li Changfeng, dressed in casual clothes and with an evil sword hanging on his back, walks into Dali Temple step by step. The guards on both sides of the temple don't dare to stop him, but they rush into the inner hall to report.
After a while, Xie Xiaonan, the sword God, with a large group of bodyguards, ran out quickly and blocked Li Changfeng in the middle of the square in a fan shape.
"Cao Gong is very busy. I don't see anyone now. You'd better go back."
Xie Xiaonan said coldly, pressing the hilt on his waist with one hand, and his eyes were dignified. He and Li Changfeng were also old enemies, fighting for the name of the first God catcher of Dali temple. It's just that he never won.
Li Changfeng raised his head and his black hair danced wildly in the wind. He only glanced at Xie Xiaonan and said, "get out of the way. I don't want to kill you or anyone in Dali temple."
Only this light words, instantly shocked all the people, those who follow Xie Xiaonan bodyguards, all nervous, involuntarily retreat, no one knows more than they seriously up Li Changfeng how terrible.
Xie Xiaonan's forehead also exudes a layer of fine sweat, which is different from the ordinary competition. Once he loses, he will die. At this time, he has no chance of winning by 20%. Li Changfeng's breath is really terrible.
"Let him in."
Just then, a magnificent voice came from the inner hall, like a rolling river, and spread all over the square.
Xie Xiaonan breathed a sigh of relief and pressed back the sword he had pulled out half of. He turned aside and his eyes were cold.
Li Changfeng still has no expression, step by step over Xie Xiaonan, step up the steps, and finally entered the main hall of Dali temple. 、、.。
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