Inside the Temple

The glowing light flickered, and Chen Wu's body was sealed inside.

Half of the spear of divine punishment was inserted into Chen Wu's chest, and the power of destruction continued to permeate, but it was strange and could not extinguish Chen Wu's vitality.

The will of all the saints was intertwined in the main hall, and the figures of the demi-saints appeared, all looking at Chen Wu solemnly.

"How so?"

"The power of divine punishment can't destroy him?"

"There's something strange in this man!"

“………………”

The will of the saints continued to infiltrate the seal, scanning Chen Wu's body.

But no matter how the saints checked, they could not see through the subtleties.

Inside the temple, the saints were silent for a while.

The power of the Divine Punishment Spear was still there, and Chen Wu fell into a strange state.

Life cannot be extinguished, but the power of divine punishment cannot be dispelled.

"What's next?"

A half-saint said, how should Chen Wu deal with it at this moment.

This becomes a tricky thing!

Chen Wu had merit to the human race, and used him as a bait to deceive the demon world to launch the spear of divine punishment.

"Seal it and leave it in the temple!"

Yan Hui, who presided over all this, frowned and thought about it, but it could only be like this.

The power of divine punishment and the energy in Chen Wu's body fell into a strange balance.

They didn't dare to make a move, so they could only rely on time to wear down the power of divine punishment little by little.

"Huh."

A little flash of inspiration flickered, and then merged into Chen Wu's seal.

The body floated, the ground glittering, and then little by little it dived into the temple.

In his consciousness, Chen Wu was still asleep, and a little spiritual light appeared in the darkness around him.

At the same time, the Shengyuan Continent, the territory of the Wu Kingdom

Outside the Hokuhan Customs

Zhang Ziliang looked cold and looked at the tombstone in front of him.

The tomb of father Zhang Zijian, son Zhang Ziliang stands!

"Daddy, is that why you won't let me go?"

muttered in his mouth, teardrops fell, and Zhang Ziliang's eyes were full of tears.

He didn't expect that that goodbye would be goodbye.

"Tsk, that's so touching!"

A cold voice sounded, Zhang Ziliang frowned, but he turned around to look.

"Brother Ziliang, please mourn!"

A few figures came slowly, and the person who spoke out for the first time was none other than Wang Bufan, who had been trained together before.

"Huh?"

His brows were furrowed, and Zhang Ziliang's face gradually darkened.

"You're not welcome here!"

His father died, and the Zhang family was in decline.

The family that lost the Great Confucianism lacked deterrence after all.

"Brother Ziliang, I'm also classmates who have been trained together, why be so ruthless."

Wang Bufan chuckled at the corner of his mouth, and his pace came slowly, and several people behind him also followed.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhang Ziliang drank coldly in his mouth, his father died, and he made contributions to the human race.

He didn't believe that Wang Bufan would be desperate to take action against him.

Attacking an orphan of a great Confucian, once this kind of thing happens, even a half-saint can't be saved.

"Brother Ziliang, you have misunderstood, how can I do anything to you?"

With a chuckle in his mouth, Wang Bufan approached step by step, he would not do anything to Zhang Ziliang.

At least not now.

He's not that stupid and he's going to do something at this juncture.

"Wang Bufan, what do you want to do!"

There was a loud shout in the distance, and a figure rushed over, and the person who came was none other than Zhang Bing.

With an arrow step, Zhang Bing blocked in front of Zhang Ziliang.

"Don't get so excited, just come and see and care about you."

Taking two steps back, Wang Bufan glanced at the two people in front of him.

"Let's go."

He said a word, and then left with a few people.

"Ziliang, are you okay?"

Zhang Bing asked worriedly.

"It's fine."

Shaking his head, Zhang Ziliang looked lonely.

At this moment, his heart is very chaotic, and he has lost his previous calmness.

"Ziliang, why don't we go back first."

Seeing Zhang Ziliang like this, Zhang Bing couldn't help but suggest.

Since Zhang Zi's fitness fall, they have come to this Beihan Pass.

Zhang Ziliang wanted to temper himself on the spot, but now he met Wang Bufan and his party.

There is a great Confucian behind the other party, and they ............

"No, I'm going to continue."

Looking into the distance, looking at the vast wall, Zhang Ziliang made a decision in his heart.

He wants to follow in his father's footsteps and testify for the Zhang family in this war-torn place.

On the other side, Wang Bufan and others who left.

"Brother Wang, why did you let him go like this?"

Behind Wang Bufan, a young man asked, unwilling.

When they were training before, they were mostly suppressed by Zhang Ziliang.

As people of the same period, they want to fight, and they are fighting for the position!

"Hehe, there's a chance after that!"

Having lost his father's support, a Zhang Ziliang has nothing to fear.

In Wang Bufan's mind, more of what appeared was the figure he used to be.

Chen Wu! An existence that casts a shadow in his heart!

Before, Chen Wu was a mortal and killed the demon clan in front of him.

The stronger the other party showed, the more Wang Bufan felt his humility.

And it was as if it had become a demon that haunted him.

From birth, he has always been pretentious.

He does not allow it, and a mortal can surpass him.

It's a pity that Chen Wu died and disappeared, but he couldn't solve it in this life.

"Huh?"

When the north letter was closed, Wang Bufan, who had returned, was pondering, but his eyes saw a familiar figure.

"What is this?"

An emaciated figure with a shrewd look in his eyes, and more importantly, a familiar face.

Chen Wu's brother? It's like it's called a monkey!

Wang Bufan vaguely remembered that his eyes couldn't help but light up, but then a trace of gloom appeared.

witnessed his disgrace, and these people should have helped Chen Wu pay off his debts.

With such a thought in his heart, Wang Bufan commanded a few words to the young man on the side.

The latter hesitated, but eventually agreed.

A smug smile appeared at the corner of Wang Bufan's mouth.

Zhang Ziliang can't do it, can't a few ordinary soldiers still can't do it?

At the same time, in the Beihan Pass, the monkey suddenly noticed something unusual.

It's as if you're being watched by others.

Looking around, there was nothing abnormal at all.

The monkey was a little confused, but after all, after living in the wasteland for many years, the intuition he developed was more accurate than observation.

With a sinking heart, the monkey couldn't help but speed up his pace and head towards the place where there was a lot of people.

Whether it's an illusion or not, monkeys don't gamble.

Be cautious, there is nothing wrong with being cautious after all!

Behind it, a shadow followed it all the way.

Between the vast voids, a little light of will flickered.

Inside the temple, the fluorescence flickered for a moment, and Chen Wu, who was asleep, saw a glow in the darkness in his mind.

Chen Wu touched the tentacles, and in an instant, the light exploded, and the light shone.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Wu's meaning crossed time and space and came to the Beihan Pass.

There is a lot of traffic, and people come and go.

Before Chen Wu could be amazed, he saw the figure of a monkey flashing not far away.

"Hey, this is a monkey?"