Looking at Li Ling's surprised gaze, Limoth chuckled lightly and said, "This chain mail is not as powerful as you think, the earth's magnetic field near the Martial Saint Temple is too weak, this chain mail will last for an hour at most, and then it will collapse!"

"That's pretty good, too. Li Ling said.

Once his own magnetic field is shielded, even Zhou Chongen, the martial god of the capital, will be difficult to detect his existence.

Except, of course, visible to the naked eye.

With a chuckle, Limoth opened the second chest, which contained pieces of metal that looked like crystals.

"What is this?" Li Ling's eyes flashed with doubt.

"Life metal, capable of detecting the breath of life within 100 meters. "You put these life metals in different positions in the Martial Saint Temple, and as long as Li Zhenlong is in the Martial Saint Temple, these life metals will melt. ”

"And what if it's someone else?" asked Li Ling.

Limos smiled and said, "I have implanted Li Zhenlong's breath into the life metal, and only Li Zhenlong's life breath can melt these life metals. ”

"With these two things, as long as my uncle is in the Martial Saint Temple, he will definitely be able to find them!" Li Ling's eyes flashed with anticipation, he put the black chain mail on his body, and immediately put the life metal into the space ring, turned his head to Limoth, and said, "Then I'll go first!"

"Be careful!"

"Hmm!"

As soon as he turned around, Li Ling strode out of the courtyard.

Looking at Li Ling's back as he left, Limos's beautiful eyes like sapphires shone with a touch of exquisite light, and she said in a low voice: "Qin Tian, get ready to go!"

"Good!"

Two hours later, Li Ling appeared at the foot of the Wusheng Mountain, looking at the Wusheng Temple halfway up the mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, with a cold look in his eyes.

Taking out his mobile phone, Li Ling took a deep breath and dialed Gusley's number.

"What's the matter?" Gusley's voice was solemn, revealing irritation.

"I got the news that Li Zhenlong will go to the Wusheng Temple soon!"

"Now?" asked Gusley, his voice froze, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!"

"Okay, I got it!"

Hanging up the phone, a sneer appeared on the corner of Li Ling's mouth, he believed that Gusli would come over, and he couldn't let go of this opportunity. If it were possible, Gusli would definitely take action against the Martial God of the Capital. After all, the Martial God of the Capital put too much pressure on the superpowers.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a burly figure appeared at the foot of Wusheng Mountain, and a terrifying aura swept in all directions, like a stormy wave, surging towards Wusheng Temple in waves.

"Who?"

"What a terrifying breath!"

"Who the hell is it?"

In the Martial Saint Temple, the faces of the ancient warriors changed greatly, and their faces were full of horror.

Huo Zhanjin, who was cross-legged in a meditation room, suddenly opened his eyes, and the shocked light rolled in his eyes, Huo Ran got up, and his strong breath broke through the door and rushed out of the meditation room.

"Zhou Chongen, I'm Li Zhenlong back!"

Qin Tian's rumbling voice echoed throughout the entire Martial Saint Mountain, and his voice was loud, as if swords intersected, carrying a strong aura of a golden iron horse.

"Li Zhenlong??" Huo Zhanjin's pupils contracted suddenly, and a flash of disbelief flashed in his eyes, "How is it possible? Didn't the master say that Li Zhenlong was dead? Why is he still alive?"

"Li Zhenlong, Li Xuanhu's eldest brother?"

"How is that possible?"

"Li Zhenlong has come to take revenge!"

"Quick, go and inform the ancestor!"

Qin Tian was dressed in a black tunic, with a look of indifference on his resolute face, dense crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, and snow-white temples, with a majestic aura bursting out of his body.

Looking up at the Martial Saint Temple, Qin Tian slowly stepped on the steps of the mountain road, his voice sonorous and powerful, "Zhou Chongen, you didn't expect me to come out!"

Li Ling and the others didn't know whether Li Zhenlong was imprisoned by the martial gods of the capital or not, so every word of Qin Tian had a deep meaning.

At the same time, Li Ling turned on the shielding function of the chain mail, put on the mirage cloak, and shot towards the Wusheng Temple like a cheetah.

"Li Zhenlong!"

Suddenly, a calm voice sounded from all directions, and the figure of Zhou Chongen, the martial god of the capital, appeared outside the Martial Saint Temple, his face was calm, and there was a strange light in his eyes.

"Zhou Chongen, are you surprised?"

The two were separated by more than a thousand meters, but they seemed to be close at hand, and the two terrifying momentum kept colliding.

"Are you Li Zhenlong?" a smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Chongen's mouth.

Qin Tian's footsteps were still the same, neither slow nor slow, and he walked towards the Martial Saint Temple, his voice excited, "If it weren't for the other way of cultivation, I, Li Zhenlong, would not have appeared here." Zhou Chongen, my way, you don't understand!"

Listening to Qin Tian's words, Zhou Chongen, the martial god of the capital, raised his eyebrows, "Your Dao, no, you are not Li Zhenlong, his Dao will never change!"

"People change, let alone the path of cultivation. Zhou Chongen, in the past sixteen years, I have been thinking about you every night!" Qin Tian's voice was calm.

"Hey!"

The Martial God of the Capital sighed, stepped out, and a wave of terrifying ripples rolled around him, "Although I know that you are not Li Zhenlong, I still want to know who you are!"

Qin Tian, who was halfway up the mountain, suddenly felt in his heart, although his combat strength was extraordinary, he was not the opponent of the Martial God of the capital, in fact, he was near the Martial Temple. He spoke all the way, and his pace was slow, just to drag down the martial god of the capital. Unexpectedly, the martial god of the capital actually went down the mountain.

At this time, more than ten miles away from the Wusheng Temple, a truck was coming quickly.

Gusley was covered in camouflage combat uniform, his face was grim, and his eyes flashed with a cold color.

Beside him, four cyborg warriors with camouflage oil on their faces were tapping quickly on their keyboards.

"Did you analyze it?"

"It's been analyzed!" A biochemical warrior's voice trembled a little, and he said, "Nine miles ahead, two energy strengths exceed 100,000, one of which fluctuates between 100,000 and 1 million, it should be Zhou Chongen, the martial god of the capital." ”

"Million?" Gesley's expression froze, and he immediately scolded secretly, "Even if it's me, the energy intensity is only 190,000, and the energy intensity of the Martial God in the capital is as high as one million. ”

"Boss, another energy is also rising, it has exceeded 200,000. ”

"Damn!"

Ge Sili scolded secretly, his eyes flashing with a glint of light, and said, "Prepare to fight, if possible, regardless of the price, kill the martial god of the capital." ”

"Yes!"

Taking a deep breath, Gesli took out a dark blue potion, a complex color flashed in his eyes, and he immediately gritted his teeth, pulled out the lid of the potion, drank the dark blue elixir in one gulp, and said coldly: "The martial god of the capital is too powerful, and his existence has affected the development of the empire." ”

"Get out of the car and lurk over!" Gusli opened the car door with his right hand in his energy weapon, like a bolt of lightning, and rushed out of the car.