Text Volume 1 Text_Chapter 792 Eight Directions Cloud Movement

In the Daming Temple of the Western Regions, in the temple of the Buddha's bright light, suddenly the bell rang for a long time, and the temple door was wide open.

A bald monk with a withered face, a thin body, and a drooping old man slowly walked out.

The old monk was dressed in a red robe, and the red light shimmered like the sun, but he was so old that he had to pant for breath when he took two steps.

His skin was like the bark of an old tree, his whole face was wrinkled, and his dim eyes were even more cloudy, only his bald head was still shining, and the scars on it were clearly visible.

The old monk's qi and blood were exhausted, as if half of his feet had stepped into a coffin, and he could die of old age at any time.

But if someone can look through the body, they will find that in the body of the old monk, there is a dark golden light, which is not the real light, but the embodiment of the Buddha power and Zen to the extreme.

At this moment, behind the old monk, a group of disciples and elders of Daming Temple knelt directly on the ground.

"I wish the abbot a great display of his might, invigorate my Daming Temple, Amitabha!"

Everyone knelt down, shouted loudly, the Buddha's voice was few, only to see in the whole Daming Temple, the Buddha's light suddenly soared, like a round of bright sun, radiant.

"On this trip, you will find the murderer of the Buddha!"

The abbot nodded slightly, and a trace of murderous intent burst out of his cloudy eyes, this killing intent was like a real angry King Kong, tearing the immortal with only one hand.

Bang!

The abbot took a step forward, and his figure suddenly became illusory, and finally disappeared in place.

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In the northern region, there is a vast and vast palace complex, these palaces are not splendid, but transparent and crystalline, like a crystal palace, under the sunlight, reflecting the colorful colors.

And in the center of this palace complex, there is a dry old tree.

The old tree is not big, only zhang high, and there are only seven or eight branches, and there is not even a leaf on it, so people can't distinguish the category of this tree.

This old tree has been here for a long, long time, and people don't even know if it's dead or alive.

"Yuehua is actually dead?"

Suddenly, invisible ripples rippled above the old tree, and the ripples rippled out, a total of seven, turning into a circle of light, wrapping around the trunk.

Whoa!

Suddenly, the old tree shook slightly, and the earth seemed to be torn apart by an invisible palm, and the roots of the old tree, which looked like a dragon, were pulled out of the earth.

The old tree is only a few feet high, but his roots are thousands of feet long, stretching out I don't know how far.

However, the glittering light above the roots of the tree bloomed, and the roots of the tree turned into a pair of legs in the blink of an eye.

And the trunk of the tree that was a little tall also turned into a body, and finally an old woman holding a wooden staff and hunched over appeared in place.

The old woman was wearing an earthy gray robe, and because of her short stature, the robe dragged to the ground, as if it had taken root.

"Yuehua is the heir that the old woman finally found, and she continues to die in the Middle Domain, it seems that the old woman has to go!"

The old woman raised her head slightly, looked in the direction of the Central Domain, with a look of pity on her face, but in her eyes, the killing intent skyrocketed.

Crash!

Suddenly, the figure of the old woman was like foam, shattering in place and disappearing!

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In the Southern Regions, the ancient trees here are towering to the sky, full of wild atmosphere, and the creatures here are nourished by war, and their strength is outstanding and powerful.

The countries of the Southern Regions and the Eastern Regions, the large and small forces of the Central Regions are different, and this is a place where tribes are used as units.

Every tribe, every race, is a place to live, a place for living beings.

The creatures of the Southern Regions believe in blood and ancestry, and every tribe and race has a place where sacrifices are held, and they sacrifice items to their ancestors every year, or the totems they believe in.

In the center of the Southern Regions, there is a Kuidou Ancient Temple, which is the recognized ancestral shrine of the entire Southern Regions, and is the holy place in the minds of every Southern Regions, and is admired by countless living beings.

However, very few creatures can come to the Kuidou Ancient Temple, and only the chiefs of the largest tribes can enter at certain times.

The ancient temple of Kuidou is very small, but it is three or five zhang wide, and it is also a little quaint and dilapidated, as if it has been in disrepair for a long time.

In the ancient temple, there are five stone statues, the stone statues are simple and vicissitudes, as if the ancestors of the ancient period were made of hands and mud, rough and primitive.

However, these are the five clan elders that the entire Southern Regions creatures have to bow to.

When the Killing King was killed by Zhang Jian's Five Elements Mill Disc and fell, the entire Kuidou Ancient Temple suddenly trembled, and this tremor was like a chain reaction, causing all the surrounding areas of the ancient temple to vibrate, as if the earth dragon had turned over.

"Someone has killed our heir, and the murderer must be caught and taste the pain of ten thousand insects devouring the heart!"

In the ancient temple, an old and resolute voice suddenly sounded, and the entire void suddenly exploded, as if thousands of divine thunder exploded at the same time, the void could not withstand it, revealing the outermost vacuum, near the ancient temple, thousands of hundred-year-old trees collapsed together.

"Old Gu, the murderer is in the Central Domain, you go for a trip, you must capture the murderer and return!"

The decisive voice sounded again, and suddenly the rightmost of the five stone statues opened his eyes.

These eyes are so dark, like a black hole in the universe, a void in silence, all things in the world will be swallowed up by them, and ordinary people will suffer unimaginable pain.

"Don't worry, the old man will definitely catch the murderer!"

An old face emerged from the statue, its mouth opening and closing, and its voice rustling like an insect.

Suddenly, the stone statue was blackened, falling off as quickly as ice and snow melted, but this melt was not ice and snow, nor dirt, but thousands of tiny black insects, these insects kept wriggling, and finally the whole stone statue disappeared, and these black insects suddenly spread their wings and flew high.

Turned into a black wind and headed in the direction of the Middle Domain.

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In the Central Domain, there are more strong people who are dispatched due to the events in the Youhuang Cave Mansion, because most of the peerless Tianjiao are people from the Central Domain.

And the first to set off was the Divine Thunder Sect.

When Zhang Jian killed the Lightning King on the rooftop, the life card of the Lightning King in the Divine Thunder Sect was directly shattered, and the sect master of the Divine Thunder Sect rushed out angrily.

The Divine Thunder Sect is located in Chunzhou, it is a first-class force, its comprehensive strength is slightly higher than that of the Qingyang Sect, and its sect master is a powerhouse of the Nine Levels of the Peak Realm.

"You dare to kill the Holy Son of my sect, no matter who you are, I will suppress you in the Divine Thunder Hell for thousands of years!"

The sect master of the Divine Thunder Sect was a bald man, with bulging muscles all over his body, dark skin, and only a thin short shirt on his body, thunder and lightning flashed on his skin, and thousands of thunder snakes swirled, making him stand there, and the void was directly torn apart by thunder and lightning.

"This time I brought the Thor Hammer, even if it is the power of the Peerless Realm, I will judge it!"

In his hand, he held a silver hammer the size of ten zhang, on which the lightning shone brightly, extremely bright, exuding terrifying thunder and lightning power. It's a holy artifact!