After lunch, Jian Heng went into the space and looked at it. He found that it was evening, so he came out again. After strolling around and then checking in, he found that it was still evening, and Jian Heng came out again.

Just strolling and experiencing luck during the day, it was only after 3 o'clock in the afternoon that Jian Heng encountered one morning.

He drifted out of the barrier, and immediately a warrior in golden armor came up to salute.

"Have all of them arrived?" Jian Heng asked without waiting for the warrior to ask.

The golden-armored warrior clenched his fist with his right hand and gently hit his left chest, making a snap: "All the mortal kings are here. The recent Kann Kingdom has been almost eleven months. All the royal families in the mortal world have been at the bottom of the holy mountain for more than three months. They are waiting for your call!"

When the golden-armored warrior said this, he would not mention the excitement in his heart. In his memory, the majesty of the temple before still appeared in the stories passed down by his ancestors. The glory in the story is never as good as what he saw with his own eyes.

Now he finally saw it and finally faced his faith. For a whole year, from the moment the person in front of him returned, the entire continent, no matter which race or kingdom, once again surrendered to the power of the temple, and all Xiao Xiao collapsed.

Even one-third of the human kingdoms changed power within this year, and the forces of the temple that were suppressed and excluded once again rose in the mortal world. Only the temple recognized the legitimate kings, and those who were not recognized received the reward was a rope hanging on the gallows.

Jian Heng saw the soldiers' excitement. He smiled at the soldiers, stretched out his hand and patted his golden armor gently: "Then let them know and let Jack, Wei, and my bastards come up. As for the others, continue to stay at the foot of the mountain!"

Jian Hengcai was not interested in seeing the so-called mortal kings, because he had absolute power in the space and did not need to consider their preferences, nor did he need to look at their eyes. The reason is very simple. Elephants will not care about the fate of ants.

After thinking for a while, Jian Heng called out to the golden armored warrior who was about to turn around: "Are all the rulers of the mortal world kingdoms here?"

The golden armored warrior stood still and turned around: "Yes, all!"

After waving his hand, Jian Heng said, "Then I understand!"

Looking at the back of the golden-armored warrior, Jian Heng suddenly thought of a sentence he often saw in official novels: I may not remember who comes, but I may remember who doesn’t come.

Fortunately, these guys are not stupid, and they haven't touched Jian Heng's bad temper.

The golden armored warrior took a few steps, and suddenly hesitated a little.

"What's the matter?" Jian Heng discovered it immediately.

The golden-armored warrior turned around and said, "No one came to the Black Sail Pirate, the largest power on the sea."

Jian Heng frowned after hearing this, and then smiled and said, "Notify all mortal countries to encircle and suppress them!"

The golden armored warrior said: "They have great power. If the mortal kingdoms fight alone, they will not have this strength."

"Then concentrate all the maritime power of mortal countries and select good commanders to command with full authority! I want to see the pirate's heads on my altar," Jian Heng said bluntly.

The so-called Black Sail Pirates originated from the former Blackbird tribe, which was one of the three initially set by Jian Heng. It was just because these people were lazy and were exiled by the two tribes. Later, because the world became a cargo, the oceans and mountains appeared, and these people became pirates and robbers. Jian Heng didn't know if the leader Blackbird was still alive, but since someone was not open to his eyes, he would naturally not be polite to Jian Heng at this time.

Can't kill his son, can't Jian Heng kill these pirates?

"Respect!"

When the golden armored warrior heard this, he raised his head and walked outside with great strides.

Jian Heng left the barrier and floated towards the place where Mrs. Curtis lived. As the main god, he always used it to show his own specialness, so it would be better to float.

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At this time, at the foot of the mountain, countless heads were looking up at the towering holy mountain. All the king flags of the mortal world on the continent were flying here. The first thing countless princes and nobles did every morning was to pray, and then pay attention to the movements in the temple on the holy mountain.

"Old ancestor! When will we wait here?" a young king asked at the old man in a thick coat with his waist bent.

The old man is already very old. Not only has he lost all his hair, but he also has old spots on his face. He is such an old man who will hang up the next second, but his eyes are filled with a terrifying light.

"Wait until death!" said the old man.

The young king corrected the imperial crown on his head, and the tassels in front of him made him feel a little intrusive and even more upset.

The old man only then discovered that the young man was actually wearing emperor's clothes and appeared in front of him, so he said to his left and right: "Drag him out, peel the imperial crown and beat him twenty sticks!"

The old man's words made everyone around him stunned for a moment.

Dong!

The old man's crutch was pestled heavily on the ground: "Can't you hear it?"

Everyone didn't know why the old man suddenly got so angry at his most doting junior. Twenty sticks? After these twenty sticks, is the baby who is angry in front of him still have the rest of his life?!

"Old Ancestor!" The young man was also stunned by the sudden incident and kept shouting in his heart: I am the king, I am the king of the Xitai Empire, my territory ranges from the snowy north to the picturesque southern territory, and I have 500,000 string controls under my command, and my soldiers throw whips and break the flow!

Unfortunately, the young man did not have the courage to yell, because everything he said was just a fart in front of the old man! He let it go.

The old man looked at the boy who was scared to the ground and sat on the ground: "Do you know what's wrong? Here, there is no mortal king, nor your noble bloodline. Except for those Sons of God, everyone else is a slave!"

When the word "Slave" was mentioned, the old man's lips moved, and his mind suddenly popped up to a name that had almost forgotten him: Qing Palace Drama!

The old man didn't expect that he would remember this thing one day.

"What's wrong?"

At this moment, a group of people came over at the gate of the camp with an old man. The one who spoke was this old man, and there was no such thing as saying this in front of the old man.

"Wei, what kind of fire are you making again? You are so old." The old man who came in saw the young king who was held by two warriors and looked at his robe in surprise.

"The child is ignorant, just let him change his clothes. What if the owner asks about our favorite child?"

The old man who came was Jack. As the ancestor of all royal families in the mortal world, the existence of the two old men ensured the stability and relative peace of all mortal worlds.

"Remember the stick first, and then beat it after you go back!" Wei sighed, then looked up at the holy mountain covered by clouds and mist, and sometimes invisible temples.

Just as the old man was about to say something, the sun suddenly came out, and in an instant all the clouds disappeared. On the snow-white top of the mountain, the golden temple reflected the sun's light, as if it was built on the clouds, towering and majestic.

"It's like it's just built!" Wei sighed at the temple.

Jack also looked up at the temple, looking at it like another sun, with golden light shining everywhere, and said with emotion: "No! It's more majestic than before."

Both of them participated in the construction of this temple. It can be said that in order to build this temple more than a thousand years ago, almost all the power of the mortal world was poured out. All the mortal kingdoms spent all their savings to build this temple in order to please whom.

Both Vie and Jack had all their strength at that time, urging their descendants to spend all the last copper coins in each kingdom's treasury and build it unparalleled. Even in their memory, all the palaces combined, could not match the temple's in the end.

But since it was built, the master they were looking forward to suddenly disappeared. And the temple became increasingly dilapidated and depressed as its master disappeared.
Chapter completed!