How Ji Feilong got the City of Light, no one knows.

But everyone knows that Ji Feilong suddenly made a fortune one day, holding the City of Light in his hand, and in one day, he visited the East and West Sword Gardens and the North and South Temples.

A day later, the White Horse Temple in the north announced that it would be closed for 100 years, while the Putuo Temple in the south exerted its peerless magical powers, flowing the entire island into the South China Sea, drifting with the tide and disappearing.

And the two major sword factions of Xishu Mountain and East Penglai were also defeated by Ji Feilong alone.

Although it is not like the White Horse Temple that is forced to retreat and defend itself, it also has to shrink strategically, and it has to be admitted that Ji Feilong, who owns the City of Light, is a veritable number one master in the world.

After that, Ji Feilong didn't need to join the vertical and horizontal, and the left side of the world heard the wind and took refuge in Ji Feilong. And Ji Feilong is indeed a great talent, reorganized the Incense Fire Sect and established the Temple of Gods.

The temple of gods does not judge heroes by virtue and virtue, they only compare one ability, which is cultivation. In an extremely short period of time, the strength of the Temple of the Gods was expanding at a hundredfold, thousandfold rate.

If ordinary people encounter such a situation, they will first encounter the inevitable tragedy of financial bankruptcy.

But Ji Feilong is indeed the Chosen One, and he used the City of Light to cross the heavens and universes, finding space for the Temple of Gods to plunder resources. As a result, the strength of the Temple of the Gods was irrepressible.

With the offerings of many worlds, the temple of gods can no longer look down on this one-third of an acre, leaving only Ding Qi alone to guard it, and the remaining masters open up the heavens, colonize the universe, and live happily like a fairy.

However, just then, a shocking news came from Tinch.

The capital of strange things and clouds, which can be compared to the city of light between heaven and earth, has been taken away. This news immediately shocked the masters of the Temple of the Gods.

Everyone knows how powerful the City of Light is, so what kind of style the Cloud City should be.

A city of light has long been the temple of the gods, so, in today's world, is there another giant? Everyone is waiting for Ji Feilong's response.

And in just a few days, Ji Feilong responded.

Return home.

It wasn't easy to get home from the Endless Universe, and even with the help of the City of Light, it took them three full months to get back.

After Ji Feilong and the others had a round with Ding Qi, they learned the details of that battle.

At the same time, Ji Feilong also felt the determination of Shushan Sword Garden.

This is a sect that does not admit defeat. And a hero is not afraid that others will not admit defeat, Ji Feilong has made up his mind, and he needs to send a signal to the person who has obtained the Book of Clouds.

In a flash, Ji Feilong had already left the City of Light.

Ji Feilong has a look that looks like a man but not a man, and a woman rather than a woman, which can be described as handsome or enchanting. In short, he is the kind of appearance that both men and women eat.

But his appearance is not the point, his appearance seems to be a signal, and figures emerge from behind him.

A stream of sword light rose behind him.

One hundred, one thousand, three thousand. All kinds of sword lights reflect each other, forming a unique scenery between heaven and earth. But Yu Jiuzhang doesn't think so.

Yu Jiuzhang's face turned pale, and a trace of despair appeared on his face.

"You're ......"

"That's right!" Ji Feilong said categorically: "Yu Jiuzhang, now Shushan and I are worlds apart. I have eight hundred immortal heavenly monarchs in the temple of gods, two thousand true monarchs of the law, you Shushan, can there be a comparison?"

Yu Jiuzhang was like being slapped on the head.

He reformed the rules of Shushan that had been inherited for tens of thousands of years, and reformed the master-apprentice teaching into today's academy system, which has been obscene for hundreds of years, but the gap with the temple of gods has not only not been shortened, but there is a world of difference.

This made him embarrassed.

Eight hundred immortals, two thousand law phases, this is a number that makes Yu Jiuzhang desperate. You must know that in the entire Shu Mountain, there are only seventeen Immortal Heavenly Monarchs, and there are only eighty-four True Monarchs.

This is already the only scorpion, and in the whole world, except for the Temple of the Gods, there is no one comparable to Shushan. Once, Yu Jiuzhang was still complacent, thinking that Shushan may already have the qualifications to hit the first.

But now it seems ridiculous!

"What do you want?" After being silent for a long time, Yu Jiuzhang asked with an ugly face

Ji Feilong sneered, there was not the slightest sympathy in his heart, only happiness!

He wanted to devote himself to a decent family back then, and there was no shortage of people who rejected him from south to north, from east to west. At the beginning, Ji Feilong had great perseverance, but just having good looks and perseverance could not make a decent family look down on him.

"I'm not asking for anything, but I'm going to tell you something. Don't worry about what you shouldn't be thinking about. Isn't it good to live obediently?"

After Ji Feilong finished speaking, he said casually: "It just so happens that I want to use your small lives up and down Shu Mountain to deliver a message." I hope you don't mind Yu Jiuzhang. ”

As soon as the words fell, he casually pointed forward.

He stretched out his hand and the endless sword light rose up, like the colorful glow on the horizon, and it pierced through the sky and slashed towards Shu Mountain.

"It's poisonous!"

Yu Jiuzhang's face changed suddenly, but there was infinite despair in his heart. He knew that this time, they were in Shushan, and it was impossible to escape.

And at this moment, a Buddha horn sounded between heaven and earth.

Although it was a Buddha horn, it made thousands of masters in the temple tremble in unison, and the sword light became a little scattered.

The sound of the Buddha's horn sounded one after another, and after nine consecutive times, between the verdant mountains, there was the echo of Amitabha Buddha, the four words.

Du Lengqiu in the cave mansion did not move, but he was shocked in his heart by the power of this monk.

Originally, he was still struggling with whether to save Shushan.

To be honest, Shushan has nothing to do with him, but this temple of gods is too fierce and domineering, and he is a little unaccustomed to it. These guys are very much like some kind of bullshit Yao Sun God Emperor, far away from countless universes, and they have to come to Lanxing and Du Lengqiu to be embarrassed. For this kind of guy, Du Lengqiu has one word - Gan.

But to give Shushan a head, the consequences are very serious, and he has to think about it or two. But after such a momentary delay, someone monk came to intervene.

Ji Feilong couldn't help but look solemn when he saw the scattered sword light of the people who stretched out his hand, and shouted, "But the demon slaying monks of the Eight Million Pagoda City?"

Ji Feilong's tone was still extremely arrogant, no matter how powerful this demon subduing monk was, he was invincible with the City of Light in hand. What's there to fear?

A voice came from the ground, "It's the old monk!"

"I don't care about your affairs, and you old lonely Zen, old monk, don't come to me to do too much. Provoke me and tear down your stupa city. ”

"The donor doesn't have to be so angry. ”

The monk on the ground is still on the ground, and it seems that he has no hobby of flying, which is very rare. Du Lengqiu stood on the edge of the cave, overlooking the earth, and could see an ordinary monk in tattered clothes sitting on the ground.

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