In the Luozhu Yin Ghost Formation, all the disciples, elders, Supreme Elders, and elders of the Martial God Temple were lying on the ground. Their robes and armor were all exploded, and each of them was covered with sword marks..././

These sword marks are as terrifying as spider webs.

Everyone is like having been cut with hundreds of swords and thousands of swords!

"Cough, cough, cough!" When everyone was frightened and horrified, suddenly, a faint sound of cough came from the formation. Everyone looked at it and saw a figure slowly crawling on the ground. It was Zhuo Chang, the ancestor of the Martial God Temple!

At this time, his whole body was covered with sword marks and blood. He was crawling into the distance with difficulty, and this figure was slowly crawling towards him, which was his wife Bi Yao.

The two crawled with difficulty and crawled past the corpses of some disciples in the Martial God Temple.

However, after a while, his wife Biyao, who was crawling halfway through, suddenly stopped and fell to the ground, without any movement.

"Yao'er!" Zhuo Chang, the ancestor of the Temple of the Martial Gods, hissing and tears fell.

The two of them have been together for thousands of years, but they didn't expect that they would die here tragically!

This trip to Longyan Valley turned out to be a farewell forever!

Everyone said silently when they saw this, especially the elders and disciples who participated in Long Qingtian in the Martial God Temple also looked sad.

Murong Qian's eyes were even more beautiful and tearful.

At this last moment, she could feel the strong love and love between Zhuo Chang, the ancestor of the Temple of the Martial Gods, for thousands of years.

Long Qingtian sighed in his heart, pointed at it casually, and a sword energy flashed through the eyebrows of Zhuo Chang, the ancestor of the Martial God Temple. Zhuo Chang, the ancestor of the Martial God Temple, lay down with his eyes wide open.

When I was in the Immortal Realm, how many heroes like the ancestor of the Martial God Temple died at the hands of Long Qingtian.

Millennium years ago, Long Qingtian had just ascended from the earth and entered the fairy world. He was soft-hearted and let go of the enemy. Later, this person was not only not grateful, but instead hated Long Qingtian even more, and Long Qingtian was almost killed by him. From then on, Long Qingtian was no longer ruthless towards the enemy.

Long Qingtian waved his hand and dispersed the Luo Yu Yin Ghost Formation.

Everyone was silent, no one spoke, and no one dared to speak. Wang Feng and others in Tongtian Sword Sect looked at the corpse of Zhuo Chang, the ancestor of the Martial God Temple in the formation, with different expressions.

"Ao Bai." After a while, Long Qingtian spoke.

"Here, master!" Dragon Emperor Ao Bai heard Long Qingtian call him and quickly stepped forward and said respectfully.

"Let the Dragon Clan children bury the bodies of the disciples of the Martial God Temple and the rest of the sects. The bodies of Zhuo Chang, the ancestor of the Martial God Temple, are buried together to deal with the scene!" Long Qingtian said.

"Yes, master!" Dragon Emperor Ao Bai responded respectfully, and then turned around and ordered the Dragon Clan disciples to bury the bodies of the Martial God Temple and the disciples of the sects and clean up the surroundings.

In the Temple of the Martial Gods, Tongtian Sword Sect, each family was grateful to see Long Qingtian instructing the disciples of the Dragon Clan to bury the corpses of the disciples of each sect.

At this time, Long Qingtian turned his head and looked at the Four-Winged Whale King. Wang Feng and others of Tongtian Sword Sect, Four-Winged Whale King, Wang Feng and others of Tongtian Sword Sect couldn't help but lower their heads when facing Long Qingtian's eyes.

"You guys are dissatisfied with me?" Long Qingtian said slowly.

"No, no. Master, we don't!" Four-winged Whale King, Wang Feng and others said in panic.

Long Qingtian snorted coldly: "Whoever is dissatisfied with me and has a strange intention. I know everything about you through the seeds of faith in the sea of ​​your souls."

Four-winged Whale King, Wang Feng, Du Nian and others sweated coldly on their foreheads.

"Okay, this is the matter. You guys come with me to the Qitian Mountains now!" Long Qingtian said.

Qitian Mountains, where the gate of the Martial God Temple is located!

Although most of the elders, Supreme Elders, and Elders of the Martial God Temple have contributed to him, Long Qingtian has not really controlled the Martial God Temple, unlike the other five super forces of Tongtian Sword Sect and Wanbeast Sect.

Wang Feng, the leader of Tongtian Sword Sect, and Du Nian, the leader of Wanbeast Sect, contributed to him. If they contributed to him, it would be equivalent to Tongtian Sword Sect, and Wanbeast Sect, all of them were controlled by Long Qingtian.

The forces of the Temple of Martial God need further integration.

As long as the forces of the Martial God Temple are integrated, and then the five super forces of Tongtianmen Sword, Wanbeast Sect, Taixuan Academy, Qiankun Academy and Guixu Academy, plus the forces heads of the Lu family in the Yongfeng Dynasty, Long Qingtian believes that it is not difficult to further unify the entire Tianlan Continent.

The six super forces of the Martial God Temple are originally the six strongest forces in the Sky Blue Continent. Many of the Lu families in the Yongfeng Dynasty that have been in use are families that have been passed down for thousands of years. It is terrifying to think that these forces are united together.

Of course, this does not include the forces of the southern sects of the Demon God's battlefield.

So, Long Qingtian and his party, five ancient gods, dozens of gods, more than two thousand holy levels, and many emperors, honorary and sect-level powerhouses all the way to the Qitian Mountains.

Compared with the army of various sects of the Martial God Temple who came to Long Yan Valley before, Long Qingtian and his party were even stronger. Five ancient gods and dozens of god-level auras were emitting. The city within a radius of tens of thousands of miles was all shocked and looked at the sky in horror.

"This seems to be the martial god temple, the six powerful people of Tongtian Sword Sect?!"

"Aren't they going to Longyan Valley to destroy the Dragon Clan? Why are they back again?! And, why are there so many strong people? What a terrifying aura!"

"Who is the young black-haired man in front?! Look, Wang Feng, the leader of Tongtian Sword Sect, Du Nian, the leader of Wanbeast Sect, and the others are all following behind him!"

"No way?! Have you read it wrong?!"

"No, absolutely not. Six factions held a grand event a few years ago. At the grand event, I met the leader of Tongtian Sect Wang Feng and the leader of Wanshou Sect Du Nian!"

"Strange, why didn't you see Zhuo Chang, the ancestor of the Martial God Temple? And Jiang Bey, the head of the Martial God Temple?!"

Watching Long Qingtian and others flying away from the sky, disappearing, all the cities below were shaking and talking.

At this time, the Qitian Mountains of the Martial God Temple and the square in front of the Zixiao Palace Hall were crowded with people.

"I wonder who the elite disciples in our Martial God Temple will be in this competition?"

"I heard that the traitor Long Qingtian was the first in the first two elite disciples in our Martial God Temple!"

"That's true. Even Gu Fan, a disciple who had the bronze war god body at that time, was defeated by him. However, that Gu Fan later went to the Fengyun Chamber of Commerce auction and was killed on the way. I heard that he was killed by people from the demon clan!"

Above the square, disciples of the Temple of War God were discussing.

Listening to the discussions of these disciples of the Martial God Temple, a new elite disciple competition will be held in front of the Zixiao Palace Hall Square.

While the disciples of the Temple of War God were talking, suddenly, two figures shot out from the Zixiao Palace, with a strong aura, showing that they were the host of this elite disciple competition.

"Senior Brother Fu Chen! This elite disciple competition is actually hosted by Senior Brother Fu Chen!"

Some disciples were surprised.

That's right, the one who presided over this elite disciple competition was Fu Chen, who had three-eyed evil pupils who was in the same class as Long Qingtian.

"Everyone is quiet!" After Fu Chen arrived, he shouted: "Who dares to mention the name of the traitor Long Qingtian again, and cancel the qualification for this elite disciple competition!"

Suddenly, the square became quiet.

Fu Chen glanced at the disciples of the Martial God Temple below and continued: "This time, our Martial God Temple ancestor Zhuo Chang joined forces with the powerful people of various sects, as well as the peerless powerful senior Four-winged Whale King, to siege Long Yan Valley, and he will definitely destroy the Long Yan Valley. The traitor Long Qingtian's death is not far away!"

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