Nangong Fan knows the person who came out here, the Holy Sect Tianjiao who fought with Li Taibai at the martial arts competition - Li Zhen.

At the beginning, Nangong Fan had to look up to Tianjiao, but now he is only a high-level cultivator.

Not to mention physical cultivation, it is a spiritual achievement, although it is two realms lower, but Nangong Fan is not false at all.

These two years have been a year of earth-shaking Nangong Fan, even Tianjiao, who was accepted as a disciple by the ancestor of the famous city, is far worse than him in terms of progress.

In a popular phrase, only by bravely going out can we grow.

Although Nangong Fan had to stay away from the earth under the high pressure of Mo Hongnan, at least he went out. Otherwise, why would there be so much creation, and why would they be able to show their skills on the earth's stage?

Nangong Fan also has to thank Mo Hongnan, otherwise he would only be up and down on the earth's rivers and lakes at most, and he would not have reached his current strength in just two years.

"Does this VIP recognize me?" Li Zhen had a gentle smile on his face, and he didn't have the slightest fear in the face of several great consummations. There is a hint of arrogance under the amiable face.

Li Zhen's own strength is equivalent to perfection, and he has a deep background, and he has already positioned himself as a person from the Ten States, and he has a natural superiority over these cultivators on the earth.

Just like when he regretted that he couldn't fight with Li Taibai at the same level, he was full of superiority.

"It seems that Senior Brother Li Taibai didn't teach you enough lessons?" Nangong Fan said slowly.

Li Zhen's eyes condensed, this is really special, which pot can't be opened!

"You know me?" the tone gradually became calm.

"My senior brother's subordinates are defeated, how can they not know each other?" Nangong Fan's momentum burst out, and he continued to tease in his mouth, "How can you only improve so much, weren't you so strong at the beginning? Why is it that even my little guy is not an opponent?"

"Heh, it seems that the magpie is not necessarily a VIP to bring. Li Zhen recovered indifferently, and his fluttering voice was full of threat, "Friends come and drink wine, and enemies come with shotguns." Are you a friend or an enemy of my Holy Cult?"

"Hmm, haven't you experienced the beating of the rivers and lakes?" Nangong Fan is really strange, a person who is equivalent to ordinary perfection at most, who is so contemptuous of the five perfections, where does he have the confidence?

Just this holy island under your feet, this temple behind you? I'm sorry, it's not enough.

"In the rivers and lakes, I barely mixed up the name of 'white-clothed holy hand'. Li Zhen raised his head, quite arrogant.

"Sorry, I haven't heard of it. Do you know Puxiu? When I spit in his face, he didn't dare to talk back. The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth twitched, this flower living in a greenhouse!

"Why don't you ask your family to come out?"

"I'm in charge of this matter. Li Zhen was upset.

If I can't beat the five of you, I really have to teach you a good lesson. Alas, it's a pity that the master didn't explain the way to open the formation to himself.

"Boy, you really can't be the master. "I always like to go straight to the sinking husband, but I don't have the heart to play tricks like Nangong Fan.

Shen Luofu stretched out his hand, and the ice on his hand loomed, swinging towards Li Zhen.

Although Li Zhen is a little arrogant, he has to be said to be a heavenly pride, which can be seen from the fact that he has just reached the current realm in his early thirties.

said that he was a flower in the greenhouse, and Nangong Fan said so after a lot of experience.

Compared with many people of the same age, his experience in fighting rivers and lakes is by no means less, even if Shen Luofu suddenly strikes, he will react in an instant.

Li Zhen flicked his fingertips, and the light flashed, but he didn't shake Shen Luofu's hand even a little, and he still swept steadily.

Just talking about the cultivation techniques, Shen Luofu and Wang Zai are really not necessarily under Li Zhen, which is also the reason why their combat power is amazing as soon as they break through to the legend.

In the absence of laws, the advanced exercises have more spiritual power in the body under the same realm, and they are more quickly triggered, plus some powerful moves, this is the reason why Li Zhen and the others can fight beyond the level.

But when he met a Shen Luofu with almost the same conditions as him, but his realm was higher than him, he was almost sure of this loss.

Li Zhen tried to find Shen Luofu's toughness, and he didn't panic at all, his fingers danced, and the brilliance came out.

"God said, Let there be light. ”

Compared to the beginning when you needed to use the staff to perform this initial move, now just the palm of the hand is also a move.

The light shrouded the two of them, and it seemed that Li Zhen really had some self-knowledge, and he didn't try to shroud everyone in his moves.

"It's kind of like a field. Wang Zai, who had experienced the Nangong Fan Qinglian realm, sighed.

"This is the starting point for many of the Holy Sect's moves. These light cultivators, only under the light, can give full play to the follow-up moves. Dou Ning Butterfly said lightly.

"It's a bit of a realm of resemblance, or a realm of pure elements. Nangong Fan nodded approvingly.

"It's worthy of the Holy Sect, and it really has some doorways. "Wang Zai has received a gift from Hei Yuqing, although it is not the best exercise, but the supporting moves will slowly extend to the realm, but there is no envy.

There was a roar.

The field of light shattered, and Li Zhenyi took a few steps back to stabilize his body, and there were obvious water stains on the ground, and there were ice slags on his eyebrows.

Even if there is the help of the realm, the gap in the realm is here after all, and Li Zhen can be regarded as worthy of the name of genius if he can resist a blow.

Li Zhengang was about to say cruel words, but found that none of the five people looked at him with their eyes, and walked directly past him towards the temple.

This was even more unbearable than mocking Li Zhen.

This is a person who has bathed in holy water, and he has been ignored by a group of lowly people?

Li Zhen's face couldn't help but blush, and the eyes of the other clergy who looked over from time to time made his face even more embarrassed.

"What are you looking at, are you done with today's homework?" Li Zhen almost shouted out the words, causing the clergy to bow their heads in resignation.

They are just servants of God, and Li Zhen can be regarded as a real son of God, and the gap between them is too difficult to bridge.

Entering the temple, it suddenly brightened up a lot.

The spacious, empty hall is filled with golden fireworks. It's like countless fireflies flying.

Nangong Fan also saw the statue of the god leaning against the white wall.

The whole body is golden, and it seems to be directly imprinted in the depths of the soul.

The pupils seemed to have a lively color, but it seemed to be just a dead silence. It seems to be looking at the lost children in the distance through the door of the main hall, and it seems to be looking at everyone in front of him kindly.

There were many people kowtowing to the idol, and the knock was dripping with blood, but there was not a trace of blood on the smooth floor.

There were three rings, each slower than the other, and it seemed that all the energy of a lifetime had been spent in it. His lips opened and closed, and he muttered words that he couldn't hear at all.

Even Nangong Fan's ears were so keen that he couldn't detect any other sound except for the sound of kowtowing.

They didn't speak? Nangong Fan was a little puzzled.

After the three rings, I saw the holy light like fireflies pouring into the kowtowers, and their eyes seemed to be more reverent.

At this time, there were clergymen with the same pious countenance, fingers on the face making strange movements, and their mouths congratulating, "Dear saints, your sincere prayers have been rewarded by the gods. Our beloved gods will protect you forever. ”

After that, he will lead the baptism of light to the side door of the main hall.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Nangong Fan seems to see a bright light pouring out of this person's body and merging into the statue.

Nangong Fan groaned slightly, removed his eyes, and looked at the statue.

At this time, there was a little girl kneeling on the ground and wearing a white dress.

Nangong Fan's eyes shrank suddenly, "The little girl who was swept away by the holy light?"

The other four people who were looking around also locked their eyes under the statue under Nangong Fan's voice.

The little girl didn't kowtow like the others, she just knelt with her hands folded, and the firefly-like holy light gathered more on her side.

Next to the little girl stood a white-haired old man in a black robe, dressed in a dress that seemed out of place with the surrounding environment, but seemed to be in perfect harmony.

The white-haired old man held a staff inlaid with a fist-sized jade in his hand, staring at the little girl with an easy-going face, as if he was not aware of the arrival of Nangong Fan and his party.

"Ning Yuanyuan, are you willing to give up your parents and serve the gods forever?"

"I do!" the girl's firm voice echoed through the hall.

"Oh, my dear child, you see that the gods have heard your voice. You're a brave boy!," the old man muttered.

When Nangong Fan was just about to laugh at the old man pretending to be a ghost, the statue suddenly lit up.

All the holy light in the hall seemed to be extinguished, only the bright eyes of the god turned slightly, and shot out two pillars of light aimed directly at the little girl kneeling under it.

There was a divine voice echoing, as if someone was reciting a psalm of praise.

"Boom. ”

The sound of water suddenly sounded, and in Nangong Fan's solemn gaze, a palm-sized opening suddenly appeared in front of the statue, and a sea of colorful brilliance could be seen through the gap.

The gold, green, blue, reddish, brown, and one black and one white represent the gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

White air currents poured out and filled the main hall, and the dark temple was filled with color again.

It's just strange that there is not a single white air flow in sight, and it is still full of golden brilliance as it was at the beginning. But it seems to be a little brighter than before.

A drop of water swiped through the gap.

The water droplets surged with colorful luster, and the mouth was fixed in green, and fell straight into the little girl's eyebrows.

The little girl's body seemed to tremble for a moment, and then quickly calmed down.

The green light on the little girl's body flowed, and even the white holy long dress turned into a green that represented the attributes of wood.

Birth of a goddess!

There seems to be a strong breath of vitality in the main hall, and I don't know if it's an illusion, Nangong Fan feels that his lifespan is slowly increasing, but this speed is really as touching as watching a turtle crawl, and soon this feeling disappeared without a trace.

"Today, the goddess is born! The temple will be closed for one day for this, and the holy island will be sprinkled with holy rain, and the whole world will celebrate!" The old man's face was still indifferent, but the tone of his voice seemed to be extremely excited, and with the help of the power of the formation, he hovered over the holy island for a long time.

The door of the main hall slowly closed, and it was also in a click that several people reacted and hurriedly turned back.

The old man turned his head, and several people turned their heads without panicking.

The little girl disappeared strangely without a little energy fluctuation!

The temple wasn't closed for the little girls!, but for the five of them?

"You're right. The old man spoke slowly, but his body was getting farther and farther away from the five people, "VIP from the Sun Alliance, welcome to the Western Holy Sect!"

When the words fell, the old man in front of Nangong Fan disappeared and became completely hazy.

"Phantom Array?" Nangong Fan looked at his side, and there was no trace of the other four people for a long time.

Turning his head to look ahead again, there was suddenly a god statue in front of him.

The idol's eyes lit up and stared at him.

Nangong Fan became more and more trance-like, and a vicissitudes of voice seemed to sound in his ears, "Those who believe in me will have eternal life!"