Ximen Yuanshan left the Tianmai Mansion three times and left the temple. [No pop-up novel network]

The first time he went down the mountain, it was a hundred years ago, when the last sea god temple of the sea tribe collapsed, he rushed to study the sea god statue carefully before the collapse.

The second time he went down the mountain, it was during the exorcism war more than 20 years ago, and the Battle of Youluo Sea was his last sword, splitting the statue of the demon god and breaking the great array of the demon people.

It's just a pity that before he had time to study, the last statue of the demon god collapsed, and to this day, that small island is still known as the holy ruins in the hearts of the demon people.

In the temple, everyone has something that they are obsessed with, such as the Great Elder, obsessed with all kinds of ancient books, such as Senior Brother Yuanxing, obsessed with the stars in the sky, Senior Sister Yuexiu, obsessed with the patterns of conch and shell mountains, and he Ximen Yuanshan, obsessed with sculptures and statues in ancient times.

He had a special collection room for his statues, and there were thousands of people dedicated to himself, collecting statues for him from all over the continent.

Therefore, Ximen Yuanshan has never lacked research objects, but when he heard that Xiao Qiang had eight totem statues left by Lord Faun back then, he was immediately moved.

His third trip to the mountain was nominally to protect the safety of Ximen Wuwu and Duanmuzhen, but Ximen Yuanshan himself knew very well that his real mission was for the eight totem statues

Although the battle of the four peaks tonight was exciting, which made him watch it with relish, the totem array he was expecting still did not appear, and the eight-rank totem did not show his form.

Since they don't appear, Ximen Yuanshan has to go by himself.

He was dressed in a wide linen robe, his long gray hair fluttering in the wind, and he strode forward with an indifferent expression.

Before the two Shotansamurai could raise the alarm, their necks seemed to be stuck by an invisible hand, and then their Adam's apple was crushed.

A Black Eagle warrior was about to flee into the sky when a cyan wind blew in his face, and the warrior and the Black Eagle exploded silently at the same time, and the flesh and feathers were instantly wiped away by the gentle wind. As if they never existed.

When the four chief altar protectors saw the black shadow, they all let out angry shouts and intercepted them in front.

However, Ximen Yuanshan still strode forward, and the four high-level innate powerhouses of the Spirit Sea Realm were instantly pierced through their bodies by the four ripples.

They were frozen in place like statues, and before they could even sound the warning, they burst with a bang. Soul is destroyed

It wasn't until Ximen Yuanshan saw a pair of dark blue eyes that he stopped.

Ximen Yuanshan looked to be only in his forties. He looks like a sven, and even looks a little shy, at this moment his eyes are extremely bright, looking at the water moon in front of him, and asked a little blankly: "You are the one who arranged the Ice Thunder Array, and you have a relationship with my Ximen family."

Shui Yue's heart trembled, the horror in her eyes flashed, and she deliberately asked in a cold voice, "Who is Your Excellency?"

Ximen Yuanshan shook his head: "You don't need to know who I am, and you can't stop me." I'm here for the simple reason I want to take those eight statues."

As soon as the words fell, he couldn't help frowning when he saw two sword rivers about one meter wide sweeping towards him from the left and right.

With a wave of his wide sleeves, thousands of flying swords suddenly lost their spirituality and fell from the air to the ground with a clanging sound.

In this moment. Shui Yue's wrist flipped, and the Faun pan flute appeared in his hand, and quickly sounded the flute of summoning the totem array.

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Eight statues in the darkness suddenly flashed with light, illuminating the dark hall square.

Ximen Yuanshan's face actually showed a hint of joy, he really didn't expect it. It was a surprise that this mysterious woman of the Spirit Infant Realm was able to summon a totem array

Almost instantly, the shadows of eight totemic beasts floated out of the eight statues, and with a powerful coercion, they flew to the sky above the square with a roar, encircling the far mountains of the West Gate in the center.

Eight totems, flower snakes. Green ox, white sheep, giant rat, goshawk, triangular bell, nine-colored deer, flamingo, each totem is dozens of meters high, each totem releases a unique breath, the vicissitudes of life and ancient atmosphere, so that Ximen Yuanshan is obsessed, and even closed his eyes in obsession.

This time, he was even more determined to take away all the eight totem statues, as well as the faun pan flute in Shui Yue's hand.

He also knew very well that as soon as the totem array was activated, the powerful aura would soon alarm those masters of the Divine Sword Pavilion, so he had to do it as soon as possible.

He is not afraid of others, except for the old sword ghost, this guy is a typical deviant, and it is very troublesome to be entangled by him.

A dense explosion sounded, and ripples of laws appeared around Ximen Yuanshan's body, shaking his own coercion.

Incredibly, he actually got rid of the ban and strode towards the water moon

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The green ox totem let out a roar, and a shadow of a green ox was peeled off from its huge body, and it let out a rumbling roar, rushing towards the distant mountains of the West Gate.

Ximen Yuanshan was Ling Ran in his heart, and with a soft drink, a simple and unpretentious punch struck forward.

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One punch turned into ten thousand punches, and almost simultaneously hit the body of the totem phantom, and the huge shadow of the green cow suddenly became full of holes, and was torn apart by countless fist holes

The wide sleeves of Ximen Yuanshan waved suddenly, and the countless snake shadows that spit out from the mouth of the flower snake instantly stopped three meters away from Ximen Yuanshan, and then exploded with a bang.

The flamingo totem in the sky, the falcon more than three meters long seemed to be a sharp blade that opened the world, sliding towards the sky of the Ximen Distant Mountain, but it was blocked by the two fingers of the Ximen Distant Mountain

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The long falcon of the flamingo totem was swung away, and after stepping back two steps from the far mountain of the West Gate, a flush flashed on his face, and he strode forward again.

As if he had shrunk into inches, his footsteps were not large, but in the blink of an eye, he was already only five meters away from Shui Yue

Destroying the withering and decaying, the wide sleeves of Ximen Yuanshan flew in the wind, and his fingers were in succession, swinging away all the ontological attacks and phantom attacks of the eight totems, and the powerful prohibition seemed to have no effect on him at all, and he strode forward again, only two meters away from Shui Yue

The eight totems were shocked beyond comprehension, they didn't expect that there would be such a powerful existence in this plane, it was simply perverted

They could only think unconvinced, if the person in control of the Great Array was Xiao Qiang, or had the soul power as strong as Xiao Qiang, I was afraid that the mysterious person in front of them would not be able to break through the Great Array so easily.

Ximen Yuanshan gasped slightly, looked at Shui Yue in front of him, smiled a little shyly, and stretched out his hand: "Give me that pan flute, I won't kill you" to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation