"The base camp of the Yellow Sand Thieves is the Sukle Gobi, the protector of Gangfansna was beheaded, and the holy woman was robbed?!"

In the main hall of the Kraho Temple, the presiding officer Jiu Da and the temple protectors heard the report, and then looked at the injured Divine Guard Commander and looked at each other.

Hyderabad is a vassal of Ned, and Kraho is a direct subordinate of the Temple of Vita, so for every celebration, Kraho has to build a golden float to pay tribute to the most beautiful saints to the Holy City to show his loyalty to the royal family and the temple.

But now, although the golden float is still there, the saint has been taken captive, which is not only a provocation to Kraho, but also a declaration of war against Weta and the royal family.

"The protector of Gangfansna is a powerful Shura warrior, and the one who can kill him and break the ban on the golden float must be a strong man of the same level as him, so it seems that it should be the leader of the Yellow Sand Thieves who made the shot, but will Gangfansna fight to the death for the Holy Maiden?"

This robbery came so strangely, but the most important thing at the moment is how to lead the great Zen master who came to the holy city, the death of a Dharma protector is really nothing to Kraho, Jiu Da suppressed the doubts in his heart, and comforted Bangalore: "The child does not need to be sad, the brave Gang Fansner Protector shed his last drop of blood to protect the Holy Maiden, his heroic spirit will be led by the Dharma Protector to ascend to the temple, and the courage of the divine guards will also be seen by the heavens, go and heal the wounds first, the Dharma Protector will punish this group of demons." ”

After persuading Bangalore to calm the emotions of the rest of the Dharma Protectors, Jiu Da came to the side hall and respectfully recounted the matter to the Daoist inside, and then asked, "Daoist, do you say that this matter will have any impact on our plans?"

The old monk's tone of suffering from gains and losses caused Youfeng to cough and laugh: "What are you afraid of? Isn't it just that you have lost a Dharma protector and lost a holy woman, and when you become a non-heavenly pope, you can do everything you want, why be afraid of a little yellow sand thief." ”

"What the Taoist chief said is very true. Jiu Da smiled and flattered: "Dao Chief, the things that the landlord promised must be counted, right?"

Hearing the temptation, the tone of the bone Dao man in the side hall suddenly became calm, "Are you questioning the landlord?"

"Don't dare, don't dare. Jiuda confessed: "It's just that Jiuda is afraid that even if he becomes the Pope, he will not have time to complete the landlord's explanation, so he is afraid." ”

"Don't worry, if it weren't for the fact that Emperor Xiu Shi didn't enter the oil and salt, the landlord wouldn't have chosen you. The bone Taoist in the side hall said lightly: "According to the teachings of the non-heavenly sect, only the Asura King can succeed to the throne of the Pope, and now the entire non-heavenly clan, only the Xiu Shi Emperor and you are the two Asura kings, the Xiu Shi Emperor is dead, you are the only one, and then you will be the master of the wasteland, such a powerful ally, the blood building will not give up, as long as you ascend the Pope's throne, the divine pill will be sent to the wasteland to renew your life." ”

Jiuda, who was reassured, was relieved and left the side hall in thanks.

A day later, the Great Zen Master came to the Kraho Temple, and Jiu Da led the Dharma Protectors to greet him en masse and invite the true protector of the wasteland into the temple.

As the only person present who knew the official language, Jiu Da naturally became the only person who could communicate with Master Yin.

"Because of the master, the man wearing the mask of Gou Chen has an extremely amazing cultivation, not to mention the thunder, and his physical skills have also reached the realm of a grandmaster, his fists are like a dragon, and the thunder of a tiger and leopard. A few days ago, he broke into Kraho, and if it weren't for the temple's circle, Jiuda would have almost died at his hands. ”

"Nan has no doubt that he wants to get rid of the Buddha. After Master Yin folded his hands and chanted the Buddha's name, he said lightly to Jiuda: "Zen Master Jiuda, the old monk came this time, in addition to wanting to meet the strong man of the imperial envoy Thunder, he also brought an edict from the Non-Heavenly Pope. ”

As he spoke, Master Lai Yin took out a scroll from his wide robe and handed it to Jiuda.

Jiu Da respectfully took the scroll and opened it, and inside was a herald from the Xiu Shi Emperor, asking him to enter the Holy City to explain the process of Ke Luda's death.

It is said that it is an explanation of entering the city, in fact, it is no different from seizing power, maybe Kraho was dispensable to the Feitian clan, but with the convergence of more and more believers, Hyderabad is already the largest city in the wasteland except for Ned, with the strong possessiveness and control of the Xiushi Emperor, he will never let Jiu Da serve as the host of Kraho again, as for Ke Luta, it is just an excuse.

If it was before, even if Jiu Da saw the summons, he would try his best to escape, but with the support of the Bone Dao people, he couldn't wait to rush to the Holy City immediately and fight the Cultivator Emperor.

Perhaps he had doubts about the strength of the Bone Dao Man, but after watching the White Bone Skeleton silently stop Tang Luo's blow, he had surrendered to the strength of the Bone Dao Man, as long as the two joined forces, they would definitely be able to kill the Cultivator Emperor easily.

Instead of the heavens, there must be a pope in the temple, even if the non-imperial family is reluctant, they can only recognize his status as the successor pope.

Although his heart was already happy, Jiu Da still pretended to be embarrassed and said: "Since it is the Pope's summons, Jiu Da can only obey his orders, and after Jiu Da hands over the affairs of the temple to several Dharma protectors, he will leave immediately." ”

Jiu Da's good speech went out of the house, and after chanting a Buddha name, he nodded with a smile towards Jiu Da and said: "Jiu Da Zen Master has a high realm, worthy of the name of the holy monk, please tell the strongman where he is." ”

"I heard from the guards stationed in Hyderabad that a few days ago I saw him with a man haunting Mount Kinaba, and then I saw him break into the clouds and disappear, thinking that he should be on the top of Mount Kinaba. ”

"Nan has no doubt that he wants to get rid of the Buddha. Because of the light chanting of the Buddha's name, he turned into a golden Buddha light and disappeared in place, leaving only a faint sentence: "In this way, the old man will go to meet this strong man who has cut down thousands of miles with thunder." ”

Two days later, in the city of Hyderabad.

When the believers knew that the holy monk Jiuda had been summoned by religion to return to the holy city and was about to leave the temple, the believers gathered at the Shinto in the city of Hyderabad.

The road is so long, and there are so many people, that you can't see the end in sight in the east, and you can't see the end in sight in the west. The believers were dressed in costumes that represented the faith, with a black veil wrapped around their heads, and only a pair of eyes exposed, full of sadness.

The silver-haired old man, the young couple, and even the young children all stood solemnly on both sides of the Shinto, watching the arrival of the magnificent chariot carrying the holy monk Jiuda.

The hearse of the gods is moving slowly, touching the hearts of millions of believers. Many people ran after Shinto.

How the believers wished that the car would stop, and that the holy monk would come out to say something, but from beginning to end, Jiuda never showed up.

Gradually, the god faded away, through the gates of Hyderabad, and finally disappeared into the vast wasteland.

But the believers still stood quietly in the direction of the hearse, hoping that the holy monk would return to Hyderabad.