There are three major ancient forces in Youyun Sixteen States.

The Religion of the Gods! The Eternal Divine Sect! The Heavenly Lady Pavilion!

Now, two of the three major ancient forces have arrived.

"Jiejiejiejie...".

In the distance, the fog is rising and falling.

A gloomy voice came.

It was a black mist, covering the sky and the sun.

There were dozens of vague figures in the black mist.

"Barbarian Temple".

someone exclaimed.

This is another ancient force in the seventy-two northern states.

Of course, its strength is worse than that of the Palace of Eternal Life.

But that's only relatively speaking, the Barbarian Temple is a very terrifying force.

It's just that this force is both good and evil.

Many evil forces are protected by the Barbarian Temple.

For example, all the major forces in Dongjun China joined forces to destroy the "Soul-Eating Palace".

Almost succeeded.

It failed because of the intervention of the Barbarian Temple.

…

Even the powerful men from the Barbarian Temple have arrived.

There are righteous and powerful people, and there are also evil forces.

Now everyone is eyeing the imperial soldiers.

"What exactly are the imperial weapons left behind by Emperor Tiansheng?".

Lin Feng touched his chin and couldn't help but think.

A weapon actually attracted so many top powerhouses.

Could it be that everything the old monk said was true?

Can the Imperial Soldiers really exert 30% of the combat power of an Imperial Realm warrior?

If this is really the case, it would be terrible.

"It's you..." Suddenly, an incredible voice came from the mist.

He is a strong man from the Barbarian Temple, and he seems to have discovered some great person.

Now, the mood is fluctuating violently.

This attracted everyone's attention.

The powerful men from the three ancient forces of the Eternal Life Palace, the Gods Sect, and the Eternal Divine Sect also looked at it.

There are also many ancient forces, and the strong men of the ancient forces are looking at them.

On a mountain peak, an old monk sat cross-legged.

He was wearing a green suit.

Very ordinary.

It even looks a little shabby.

No matter how you look at it, he is just a down-and-out old monk who cannot be associated with the most powerful man.

"It's him……".

Lin Feng's heart was in a state of shock.

It was the old monk who was chatting with them just now.

"Who is this person?" The strong man from the Gods Religion asked.

"Burial of the Ninth World".

The strong man from the Barbarian Temple said with a slightly trembling voice.

"Buried the Ninth World? Who is this?" Countless monks were confused and had never heard of this name.
Chapter completed!