Chapter 398: The words of the king in the palace

"What does that mean?"

Facing the staggered Jin Ge, Tang Tianyu asked coldly.

"Miko has something to ask, and I ask a few of them to take a trip. ”

The commander warrior wearing the clear golden light armor said lightly: "As long as you are willing to cooperate, there will naturally be no rudeness." ”

With the escalation of the contradictions in Shinto, there were more and more attendants watching, and even men and women who looked like priests stopped.

The silent gazes of these people put great pressure on several disciples.

After all, this is the territory of Zhongzhou, the territory of the An clan, don't say it's just them, even if all the disciples of the back mountain are counted, there will be no storms in this Luanzhou Temple.

The so-called form is stronger than people, Tang Tianyu and Tang Nianfan glanced at each other.

In this case, they may only be able to be vain and wronged, after all, they are disciples of the Wushuang Inner Court, although the An clan is domineering, but their divine son is still a guest in the back mountain, so it should not be too difficult for them.

If you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, there should be no big problem.

Here, Tang Tianyu and Tang Nianfan were already mentally prepared for the form of grievances, and they were about to speak when they heard the knife out of the sheath.

Facing the Temple Warrior Jin Ge blocking the way, Yang Fan didn't even hesitate, and almost as soon as the Jin Armor Commander's words fell, he drew his sword and walked towards it, and the brilliant sword light was like a bee needle drizzle, shooting towards the only exposed eyes of the two Bright Temple warriors of the staggered Jin Ge.

To be honest, when they saw Yang Fan blatantly make a move, Tang Tianyu and Tang Nianfan even had the heart to die.

They knew that their senior brother was brave, but they never expected to be brave to such an extent.

Could it be that Yang Fan really didn't have this kind of emotion in his heart, otherwise how could he turn a blind eye to this temple warrior who was full of onlookers, as well as the temple warriors who had three steps and one post, and five steps and one sentry.

They are in the Luanzhou Temple!

Even if they can get past these four golden-armored warriors, will they still be able to break through?

It's really over!

In the shock of Tang Tianyu and the two of them as if they were struck by lightning, the two golden-armored warriors holding Jin Ge erected a tower shield in front of the helmet, blocking Yang Fan's sword intent as many as possible.

Immediately afterwards, he raised Jin Ge and swung high, and the move went straight to Yang Fan's joints.

And Yang Fan did not retreat, but advanced, holding an iron sword and fighting with the two soldiers.

Seeing that there was a fight on the Shinto, the temple warriors who were watching and standing guard around seemed to be blind.

What's going on?

Tang Tianyu and Tang Nianfan, who narrowly avoided it, looked at each other, and they both felt incredible.

"What are you doing in a daze, it's all fighting, won't you help?"

Just when the two of them were in a daze, they suddenly heard a reminder from the team leader, and then they heard the whirring wind, and turned their heads to see that it was a golden-armored warrior flying out.

And the leader Tang Xing, who had already sacrificed the Demon Destroying Vajra Phase, conjured up the golden Demon Vajra Pestle, and was confronting the Golden Armor Commander headed by him.

"It is rumored that at the Longzhou Youth Martial Arts Conference, the Buddha Zi Yankong of Wuxiang Zen Temple disregarded the conventions of the Holy Land and forced you to accept you as a disciple, and even did not hesitate to perform secret art empowerment, so he provoked the anger of the Void Grandmaster, and had a big battle with the Buddha Zi Yankong on Chongming Peak, which almost broke the opponent's Dao heart. ”

In the face of the sudden outbreak of conflict, and the fierce and angry Demon Exterminator King Kong, the eyes of the golden armor warrior commander were still calm, and he even had room to comment: "Now it seems that what you said is true, Your Excellency is in the Fa Xiang, and even surpasses several famous Vajra Arhats in the Buddha Country, but it's a pity that Your Excellency's realm is a little too low!"

Narrowly avoiding the Demon Slayer King Kong, two pairs of spirit wings flew out from behind the Golden Armor Commander.

One pair is made of purple thunder, and the other pair is a thick and heavy yellow spirit wing.

After the two spirit wings appeared, they shattered, turning into thousands of beams of light, merging into the spears and towers of the golden-armored warriors.

Xuanhuang attached the energy tower shield and resisted the Buddha pestle of the demon slayer Vajra.

Jin Ge, who was infused with the spirit of the purple god thunder, with a thunderous and cracking halo, spread out in the waist and abdomen of the Demon Slayer King Kong.

With just one blow, Lingyun brilliance flashed and vibrate, making a thunderous noise in this empty temple, causing everyone to want to cover their ears.

But it was so chaotic and noisy, and the onlookers, the attendants, and the temple warriors standing guard just stood farther away, without the slightest intention of interfering.

......

In the Luanzhou Temple, in the empty and quiet Wuhao God Monarch Palace

In front of the tall and majestic statue of the god stood two people, one of whom was thin and tall, but he was only standing in front of the statue but became one with all things, as if he should be in this position.

Standing side by side with him was another tall man who didn't know his age, but who was seven or eight points similar to the statue of Wuhao Divine Monarch.

"If you die, will this thing disappear as well?"

The thin and tall man pointed to the idol in front of him and asked suddenly.

"Wang Shengjun has a lifespan, but the spiritual inheritance is immortal. The Luanzhou Temple inherits a kind of spirit, and even if I sleep forever, there is still the Holy Spirit and the Holy Son who inherit this spirit to preside over the overall situation. ”

The questioner was naturally Tang Luo, the unparalleled dean, and the one who answered him was the most important divine in the hearts of Luanzhou believers, and he was also one of the thirty-two pillar gods of the Divine Court, Wuhao Divine Monarch... A statue of the Dharma.

Since the meeting with Tang Xing on the mountain that day, Tang Luo sneaked into the main hall of the Wuhao Divine Monarch, but was surprised to find that the statue of the main hall actually contained the Wuhao Divine Monarch's will and Dharma body.

After revealing their identities, the two of them asked and answered each other about their respective paths, which can be regarded as a kind of information exchange.

For Tang Luo, it was important to figure out the fundamental operating logic of the An Divine Court, but for Wuhao Divine Monarch, the Dao of the Peerless Dean was also very fascinating.

After all, before this, Xihe had never had such a grand Dao as Tang Luo, and although he had not yet achieved the Holy Domain, he had already shown his extraordinaryness everywhere.

And this also made Wu Hao Shenjun's attention to Tang Luo mentioned again and again.

After a few days of communication, Tang Luo was clear about the energy of the veteran Divine Monarch in front of him, and also knew the truth that inside the Divine Court, a hundred flowers were actually blooming.

The thirty-two pillar gods and even several gods have different likes and dislikes.

Wuhao Shenjun is one of the most important branches of faith, although his reputation is not obvious, but he is an old god monarch who dominates Luan, Chu, Yu, Ru, and Zhang.

This kind of cultivation realm that has been accumulated over the years is extremely solid.

Especially the other party's true insight on the path of faith made Tang Luo respect this veteran god monarch even more.

And Wu Hao Shenjun was also amazed at what this sudden visitor had shown.

At his level, there are very few people who are qualified to communicate, and it is even more rare if there is still some benefit in communication.

After a few days of exchanges, Wu Hao no longer treats Tang Luo as a junior, but as an equal Taoist friend.

And to their extent, there is naturally a topic that cannot be avoided.

"I wonder if the dean has a clue about that step?"