Looking at Jialan's obsession with gold, it has never appeared before. In the eyes of everyone, Jialan has always been indifferent, and even disdainful of the many handsome guys surrounding her, but now, she is so crazy about gold, and her focused look is too surprising.

Little Black came down from the tree and came among the people. I couldn't help but say, knelt down on one knee, and made a big salute to Long Kun: "Thank you to the friends from the other world for resisting this invasion for us! From now on, you will be the master of my little black, and I will be the leader of the master!"

Long Kun hurriedly helped Xiao Hei up: "You also said, we are friends, and there is no need to be so polite between friends!"

Xiao Hei's eyes were blazing, revealing a trace of firmness: "My heart has been decided, the master is above, and I will be worshiped by Xiao Hei!" said and made another big salute. Just as everyone was about to help Xiao Hei up together, a voice came: "Xiao Hei did the right thing, you have defended the home of the tree spirit, and you are naturally our protection and master." ”

Everyone turned around and saw an elderly tree spirit leading a group of adult tree spirits dressed in disarray. Long ears, tall and round are also among them. Obviously, these are the Treants they had just taken away from this place.

The old tree spirit stepped forward: "I am the elder here. As you know, none of us have names, but the children all call me Elder. ”

The final group of people, except for Jialan, who was still frantically collecting gold, everyone else came over and saluted slightly in front of him.

The elder said slowly, "Thank you for saving us. What my grandson said just now is very right, you will be our master in the future, as long as you are in Atlantis for a day, we will only look at you! Don't shirk, this is the respect you deserve. ”

The words have come to this, and Long Kun can only agree. He had a deeper consideration in his mind: these dryads were simple but hospitable and kind, and such creatures were always attacked by powerful enemies, and sooner or later they would become extinct. Then the entire continent will become a sea of war, and when the time comes, all this plane will be occupied by orcs, and it will be even more precarious.

The elder was overjoyed when he heard this, and his already wrinkled face showed a joyful expression, and he immediately said, "All the tree spirits in the Moshang Jungle, a total of two thousand eight hundred and forty-one people, are all at the disposal of the master!" All the tree spirits knelt down behind the elder and said in unison: "Obey the master's command!"

The loud voice echoed in the somewhat empty jungle, lingering for a long time.

The words are divided into two sides, and the peak continent at this time is not very peaceful. Feng Wu Heavenly Monarch was injured in the battle with the Dark Temple and is recuperating in the East China Sea Kingdom. But at this time, it happened in Jibei Kingdom, and Songning's family, the royal family of Jibei Kingdom, was naturally inseparable, and the two countries immediately announced that they regarded the Dark Temple as a heresy, and forbade the Dark Temple and its servants to enter and leave the two countries.

The Warrior Sanctuary has not yet issued a wanted warrant for the Dark Temple, but the Magic Temple is clearly angry. Not only because the high-level elder of the Magic Temple, Feng Wu Tianjun, was greatly traumatized in this battle, but also because the information brought by Feng Wu Tianjun shocked them.

"According to my observation, the few people who fought with me were all between level 50 and 60, and if they were ordinary mages, they would definitely not have such combat power. After all, I'm also a person in my nineties, how could I easily lose to my opponent? They must have used some secret method to make the level and strength not match. If the Dark Temple masters this secret method and uses it to train the dead, it will be extremely harmful to the peace of our entire continent!" Feng Wu Tianjun reported to the main altar of the Magic Temple with his injuries.

The elders and the High Priest of the Temple of Magic examined the wounds of the Heavenly Monarch. This wound is very strange, not like an ordinary poisonous wound, but like it has been injected with magic, so that the wound does not heal for a long time. This method is too vicious, so that everyone can't help but be stunned.

The Great Priest, who was dressed in a cloak and covered his face tightly, slapped the arm of the chair violently, and the chair suddenly shattered into powder. He turned his head and asked the High Priest of the Fire God Temple, "Fire Sacrifice, the Lord of the Dark Temple is the one who came out of your Fire God Temple!

The fire priest was already trembling at this time, and in the face of the great priest who was already close to the demigod level, he couldn't help but be secretly afraid: "As far as his subordinates know, the hall master of the Dark Temple is the previous high priest of the Fire God Temple. He has not been seen since. The subordinate was still at the scene left after the assassination from the Dark Temple a few years ago, and found traces of his magic. ”

"What the hell is going on? Becoming a sacrifice to the temples is the easiest way to get close to the gods, didn't the sacrifice of the Water Temple a few years ago successfully cross the threshold and become a demigod? What could be more tempting than this?" said the Golden Temple priest, who had been silent on the sidelines, said: "It is said that this time the Dark Temple raided the northern kingdom, thanks to the presence of the Heavenly Monarch, so that a few teenagers could move to other spaces, otherwise their lives would be difficult to protect." ”

From his yin and yang strange voice, everyone could hear the dissatisfaction. Obviously, he was blaming the Heavenly Monarch for his poor protection, just a few assassins of about level 60 could hurt her, and it seemed that it was just an embroidered pillow.

If it was outside, there must not be a few people in the entire continent who would dare to say such a thing to the Heavenly Monarch. But now at the main altar of the Magic Temple, the Heavenly Monarch could only suppress his anger and remain silent.

The Great Priest spoke: "Presumably, Feng Wu is indeed invincible. It is said that Feng Wu's own grandson is also among the few people who are missing, and Feng Wu will never leave her hand, I believe her. ”

Feng Wu Heavenly Monarch was immediately grateful, and said tremblingly: "Thank you for the trust of the Great Priest!"

"Where is the sacrifice of the Water Temple?" the High Priest suddenly asked, "Since becoming a demigod, he has never participated in all the affairs of the Magic Temple, so is it possible that he looks down on our Magic Temple?"

A handsome young man with deep eye sockets and a straight nose stepped forward, bowed slightly very gentlemanly, and said, "Respected Great Priest, although the family master has been promoted to the body of a demigod, he has been practicing in retreat for many years and has not been in contact with the outside world, presumably because he wants to make a breakthrough, and it is inconvenient for the disciple to disturb. Everything in the Water Temple is subject to the arrangements of the great sacrifice, and there is no second heart. ”

It was Ling Luocheng who spoke. He is now the great worshipper of the Water Temple, second only to the sacrificial person. In the case that the sacrifice of the Water Temple has not yet been released, all the affairs of the Water Temple are taken care of by him.

"So, you have a warrant for the Dark Temple for something, and you haven't reported it to me!" the High Priest asked sternly again.