In the midst of countless shocking eyes, the Shadow King just screamed miserably, and was pinched to death with a palm, this scene hit the hearts of everyone present.

At this moment, the whole space became silent.

The martial artist who is familiar with the Shadow King is even more impossible, this is the sixth person on the Heavenly List, even if it is not as good as the Heavenly King, but it is not far behind.

But now, the Son of the temple pinched him to death like an ant.

"It is said that the Shadow King offended the Demon Wood King of the Demon Domain back then, and successfully escaped under the hands of the Ghost Wood King, therefore, he is also considered to be an existence that the Heavenly King cannot kill, even if it is the Heavenly King, there is no way to take him, but ......"

Someone muttered, speechless.

Before the great changes in heaven and earth, the Ghost Wood Heavenly King was one of the four great heavenly kings of the world, and he was famous, and the Shadow King was able to escape under his hands, which was enough to see the strength.

No one thought that the Holy Son of the Temples, the Shadow King, would be so easy, and it seemed that this was not the full strength of the Holy Sons of the Temples.

"It is said that among the nine holy sons of the temples, each of them has cultivated a transcendent law, and this holy son seems to be the holy son of gold. ”

"Just the Holy Son of Gold, it's so terrifying, plus the other eight people, who else can be the enemy in the whole world? It's no wonder that rumors say that the Nine Great Holy Sons can call the Emperor of the Board. ”

For a while, everyone was in awe of the Nine Holy Sons.

After the Golden Holy Son killed the Shadow King, a mockery appeared on his face: "Jumping Beam Clown, this bit of strength, you dare to fan the flames?" Who else disobeys our temples, you can stand up and speak, this Holy Son will give you a fair chance, as long as you can win this Holy Son, you can stay here!"

As he spoke, the Golden Holy Son's gaze fell, and no one dared to look at him in the face of his majestic gaze.

Even the sixth shadow king on the heavenly list was pinched to death with one palm, even the king of heaven, and he should be jealous, let alone them.

"Hmph, a group of rats who are greedy for life and afraid of death, don't get out of here!" the Golden Son of the Holy Son spoke unceremoniously, and his sentences were prickly. For his insulting words, everyone dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, so they could only swallow their anger and leave this place.

"Hey, Brother Ning, these temples are really majestic. ”

In the distance, Wang Fatzi saw it in his eyes and couldn't help sneering. Obviously, even he was dissatisfied with the fact that the temples wanted to take this place for themselves, after all, he had contributed a small part of the power of the treasures here.

"Do you know the nine of them?"

Ning Jiang's gaze fell on the Nine Great Holy Sons.

"The Nine Great Holy Sons, 10,000 years ago, when they were not sealed in the dust, it is said that they had a fight with the heirs of an imperial family, and it was indeed very tricky for these nine people to join forces. "As the heir of the Heaven Stealing Valley, Wang Fatzi also recognized their strength.

"You are also the heir of the imperial family, what do you think of these nine people handed over to you?" Ning Jiang smiled faintly.

"Ahem. Wang Fat Man smiled embarrassedly and said, "Hehe, Brother Ning is laughing, you also know, what I am best at stealing Tiangu is not the art of attacking, but calculating the past and the future, I think these nine people, or hand them over to Brother Ning, as long as Brother Ning makes a move, it must be a success, and I will not steal the limelight of Brother Ning." ”

Ning Jiang just said casually, but he didn't care, he changed his words and said, "Wang Fatzi, do you know that the holy fruit enshrined in the temples has moved?"

"Holy Fruit?"

Wang Fatzi's eyes flashed, and he said, "Brother Ning refers to the ginseng fruit that the temples got on the ginseng fruit tree in Wanshou Mountain back then?"

"Yes, that's exactly what happened. Ning Jiang nodded.

"I heard that back then, all the temples spent an unimaginable price in order to get this ginseng fruit, and even some ancestors who had followed the emperor fell in that place. Wang Fatzi exclaimed.

Ning Jiang said slowly: "The Medicine Garden, one of the top ten incredible, is naturally not such an easy place to enter. What's more, the ginseng fruit tree is one of the treasures of the medicine garden, this tree blooms once every 30,000 years, bears fruit every 30,000 years, and matures after another 30,000 years. It takes a full 90,000 years to have a ripe ginseng fruit, and a ripe ginseng fruit is enough for the quasi-emperor to live for 10,000 years. ”

Wang Fatzi hurriedly complimented: "Brother Ning is really powerful, and he even knows such a secret thing clearly." However, I heard that although the temples got this fruit back then, the fruit was actually far from ripe, and the temples forcibly picked the ginseng fruit, so it angered the terrible existence in the medicine garden, and finally fell a supreme ancestor. ”

Medicine Garden, one of the top 10 incredible.

Legend has it that there is a real elixir paradise, in the medicine garden, there is a real elixir, even the medicine god mountain, which is known as half of the pill world, in terms of the number of elixirs, compared with the medicine garden, it is far inferior.

There has even been a legend that Yaoshenshan was once part of the Medicine Garden.

It's just that for some reason, Yaoshenshan left the medicine garden. Of course, whether this legend is true or not, not many people know the specifics, and even some ancestors of Yaoshen Mountain don't know.

"Calculating the time, that ginseng fruit should have already ripened. Wang Fatzi said.

As the heir of the Heaven Stealing Valley, he knew very well about some top-secret things in the world, and he knew exactly when the temples got this ginseng fruit.

"However, even if this ginseng fruit is ripe, it can only be used for the quasi-emperor, not to mention whether there are any ancestors of that level in the temples, even if there is, it doesn't make much sense, right?"

Wang Fatzi frowned.

Even if the temples could allow a quasi-emperor to live for another 10,000 years, in this era, nothing would change. In this era, it must belong to the young people, and the older generation has lost the opportunity to fight for the destiny of heaven.

Wang Fatzi also knew that what the temples had always wanted was to cultivate a successor who was qualified to compete for the Mandate of Heaven. Once upon a time, the temples cultivated half of the saints of an era, and how many of the temple's powerhouses served the emperor, but the temples never had a emperor of their own.

This is an eternal regret for the temples.

"You are wrong, the temples have great ambitions. Ning Jiang shook his head, "I'm afraid that the temples want to cultivate that ginseng fruit into a successor!"

"Brother Ning's meaning, is that the temples want ginseng fruit to form a human? This kind of thing is not easy to do, right?" Wang Fatzi was taken aback.

Although it is said that there are many grass and tree spirits in this world who have been cultivated and transformed into humans, it is by no means easy to transform into ginseng fruits, and the more powerful the existence, the more difficult it is to transform into people.

In the past, there was never a precedent for ginseng fruit to form a human.

"The efforts of the countless sages of the Temples, coupled with the nourishment of the Origin Power of the Temples, may really be able to accomplish this miracle. Ning Jiang said slowly.

(End of chapter)