Chapter 893: How Do You Want to Die? (Ask for subscriptions, rewards)

can be called the master of the temple, and naturally he is a high-ranking existence.

Even if those Western cultivators shouted Evil Dragon, and even those Eastern cultivators were shocked and cheered, what "Dragon Clan, Ancient Canglong", the hall master's face did not fluctuate at all from beginning to end.

I didn't even look at the thousand-foot black dragon in the sky.

The strong should have the pride of the strong.

He was the master of the temple, the leader of the entire Western cultivation community, and the strongest among Western cultivators, if an ancient dragon could shock him.

This hall lord felt that he was a little out of place.

Seeing that the black dragon's huge mouth was wide open, roaring and winding in, the hall master stretched out his hand and grabbed it with an expressionless face.

In the sky, it seemed that an extra arm suddenly appeared, and the five fingers were spread, as if to cover the sky.

The arm seemed to be made of clouds, but it was actually condensed with holy light.

The white is translucent, but the pressure is powerful.

Those Eastern cultivators below immediately felt the shocking coercion, and their faces turned pale one by one.

Even some of those who were not good at cultivation directly opened their mouths and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Even Murong Jingqi was holding her chest, her delicate body trembling, and Luo Xue beside Gu Bei, although she felt the powerful pressure coming from that arm, and even her cold pretty face shook unconsciously, her body was motionless, and she stood beside Gu Bei.

The know-it-all in the distance, a handprint hit Zhao Bailing beside him, and on Zhao Bailing's immature little face, the uncomfortable expression improved slightly.

"Grandpa, who is that person?

Zhao Bailing asked innocently.

The know-it-all looked at the arm in the sky, and a different brilliance bloomed in his deep pupils: "That's also a hegemon!"

Know-it-all has to admit that the cultivation of the master of this temple is indeed outrageously powerful.

Even he felt a palpitation.

The strength of the Lord of this Temple was no less than that of the Hall Master of the Flying Immortal Palace, or even the Sect Master of the Ghost Sect, the Lord of the Witch God Temple, that he had seen on the Flying Immortal Continent.

The five fingers of the big hand were opened, and it suddenly grabbed towards the body of the thousand zhang dragon.

The big hand seemed to be slow, but the thousand-foot dragon seemed to be imprisoned by the power of invisible rules, and its body writhed, but it couldn't fly away.

The huge waist was grabbed by the even bigger palm.

The dragon let out an angry roar when it looked up to the sky, and the huge dragon head suddenly turned back and was about to bite at the big hand.

I saw that the big hand grabbed the dragon's body and threw it directly into the distance.

As if throwing away an inconspicuous little thing, the thousand-foot black dragon was thrown away by the big hand.

The dragon didn't know how far it had been thrown away, the void was shattered, and the dragon roared to the sky, with anger, severe pain, and even more awe-inspiring fighting spirit.

The thousand-zhang dragon meandered, soaring through the clouds, and several tactful figures had reappeared in front of the huge palm hundreds of zhang, and the terrifying dragon head suddenly raised its head to the sky and roared:

"Wow~~"

The dragon's roar shook the heavens and the earth, and all living beings felt a burst of dragon power and were afraid.

There was even a tsunami directly on the sea, and the waves were extremely high.

A trick of the dragon played in the water, and the tsunami roared towards the big hand.

The big hand just put its five fingers together, and suddenly slapped towards the tsunami, without the sound of roaring and shaking, and there was no violent wave churning.

Only the holy white light, as if softly caressing the tsunami, soothed its anger.

In an instant, the tsunami fell back to the surface of the sea, and everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

All the Eastern cultivators on the scene were already shocked: Ge Laozi, the master of this special temple is also a little exaggerated.

The people in the floating temple cheered loudly.

The right protector shrouded in holy brilliance is even more respectful and worshipful in his eyes, and his devotion is incomparable.

But even if they attacked twice, they couldn't do anything to the master of this temple, and the thousand-foot black dragon that Long You had turned into still had no intention of stopping.

The dragon's head roared in the sky, and the dragon's whiskers fluttered.

The huge mouth opened, and the dragon's breath spewed out, and a long crimson sword erupted from the dragon's mouth.

The long sword is like blood, and the bloody yin and evil aura of the sword body is swirling, but it carries an endless killing aura, which makes people chill and frightened.

The long sword flew out with a "whoosh", and a blood-red sword qi split through the void and slashed towards the big hand.

However, Gu Bei, who saw this scene, couldn't help but shake his head.

The master of the temple in coarse white clothes glanced at the blood-red sword slightly, and finally saw a trace of color in his cold eyes.

It seems to be very surprised, but also a little surprised.

That huge palm casually slapped towards the blood-red sword qi, and the sword qi Cui Gula's decay collapsed.

At the same time, the huge palm slapped towards the black dragon body.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the entire high-altitude void was shattered in an instant, and the turbulence shot out.

With a painful and loud dragon groan, the dragon's body was slapped and fell quickly to the ground.

It slammed into the sea with a bang, splashing hundreds of feet of waves.

Long You instantly transformed into a human form, opening his mouth and spurting blood out of it, his eyes full of horror staring at the master of the curly-haired temple in coarse white clothes.

Even if he spent so much effort on cultivation, he couldn't hurt this temple master, this person's cultivation is indeed unfathomable, and he can't be beaten!

Mind control, Long You wants to retrieve the falling Nose Sword in mid-air.

But that huge palm, two fingers twisted, and he directly intercepted his Ah Nose Sword?

Long You was immediately furious, and just wanted to fly and move to take back the Ah Bi Sword.

But I heard that Gu Bei had already spoken: "We Oriental things, I'm afraid you, the so-called God, are not used to it!"

Then, the Ah Nose Sword actually spun rapidly in mid-air, directly cut off the two fingers of the huge palm, and quickly flew back to Long You.

Long You caught the Ah Bi sword, and found that the divine consciousness left by himself in the long sword was still there, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, held the sword and hugged his fists, and bowed to Gu Bei, who was sharp in the sky.

Gratitude is beyond words.

This Ah Nose Sword is a high-grade immortal treasure, more valuable than the best immortal weapon, if it is robbed by the master of the temple, Long You will really feel distressed and can't stand it!

The huge palm in the sky gradually disappeared, and the hall lord who was dressed in coarse cloth and white slowly turned to Gu Bei, who was standing in the void, and finally spoke: "How do you want to die?"

The words were cold, devoid of emotion, as if they were stating a fact that was about to happen.

Luo Xue next to him immediately showed a touch of anger on his cold and pretty face, and the sword intent around him instantly became fierce, and as soon as he slashed the immortals, he was about to kill the master of the temple.

Gu Bei wrapped Luo Xue in a soft mana, and then sent her to the crowd of Eastern cultivators, then he looked at the Lord of the Divine Temple, and grinned: "I want to ask you that too?"

(End of chapter)