Are You Archaeology? Obviously A New Civilization Has Been Discovered

"How so? The flying robbery that came to our Shaolin Temple was not a monk from our Shaolin Temple.

"Oooo How could God play such a big joke on us, our Shaolin Temple may become the laughing stock of the world from now on. ”

"Buddha, are you in the upper realm, why don't you bless us!"

"Abbot what's wrong with you? Not good, abbot this is lost soul!"

"Who the hell are these two people? Why hide in our Shaolin Temple. ”

In the Shaolin Temple, some monks fainted, some monks hugged their heads and cried, and some monks had empty eyes.

Messed up!

The whole Shaolin Temple is in chaos!

The situation is far beyond their psychological capacity!

Even if it wasn't their abbot soaring, at least it was the other monks of their Shaolin Temple soaring!

As a result, it was two people who had nothing to do with their Shaolin Temple.

Even masked.

No need to ask, I definitely didn't do anything good in the Shaolin Temple.

Maybe these two people are still the enemies of their Shaolin Temple.

In less than a quarter of an hour, they fell from the clouds to the abyss.

Many monks just didn't catch their breath and fainted directly to the ground.

Abbot Xuanci's lost soul made them even more confused and panicked.

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo seemed to be unheard, and they were all engrossed in adjusting their state.

When they soar to the upper realm, they will not be from the same world as these Shaolin Temple monks.

The incompetent barking and screaming of these people could not shake their hearts at all.

"It's almost time to start."

At this time, Fang Mo carefully observed the changes in the Tianlong world and found that everyone was attracted by the Flying Ascension Tribulation, secretly channeling.

As for the 463 people in the parallel world, they all stared intently at the live broadcast room.

The attention of the people of the two worlds is all on the soaring robbery.

Fang Mo's voice fell, the sky over the Heavenly Dragon World and Shaolin Temple changed rapidly, and the dense thunder quickly formed a thunder vortex.

A purple thunder with the thickness of an arm formed instantly, ready to fall at any time.

"Is this the Ascension Tribulation?"

Even if it takes tens of millions of miles, everyone in the Heavenly Dragon World can perceive the power of thunder.

Ordinary people are trembling.

The martial artist of the Innate Realm also looked solemn and shocked.

Under the control of Fang Mo, the power of Thunder reached the level of a martial arts grandmaster.

"With my strength, I should be able to withstand a thunderbolt."

Qiao Feng sensed the power of the thunder, and his heart was a little hot.

The Ascending Tribulation may not be as powerful as imagined, and in the future, he may have the opportunity to meet the standard of the Ascending Tribulation.

"I wonder how Abbot Xuanci should survive the Ascension Tribulation?"

With the condensation of the first thunder tribulation, not only Qiao Feng could clearly see the scene inside the Shaolin Temple, but other people in the Tianlong World could also see the scene of the Shaolin Temple.

Even they could faintly hear the sound coming from the Shaolin Temple.

"What's going on? Why did the abbot of Shaolin Temple pass out soon?"

As a result, everyone looked stunned and watched in amazement as several monks used their internal strength to heal Abbot Xuanci.

This soaring calamity has not yet come, and Abbot Xuanci can't bear it?

"Hahaha... Today is the day when my Murong Bo soared!"

At this moment, everyone's attention was attracted by a loud laughter, and they found that on a hall of the Shaolin Temple, a masked gray-clothed man was standing.

The masked gray-clad man directly took off his mask to reveal his true appearance.

Murong Bo felt that he didn't have to pretend!

If the doom fails, he will definitely die.

When the tribulation is successful, he soars to the upper realm, and this world knows everything he does, and does not dare or treat him well.

Maybe in order to curry favor with him, these people will support his son and revive the Yan Kingdom.

"Murong Bo didn't even die, he kept faking his death?"

Some celebrities on the rivers and lakes looked at that familiar face and were extremely shocked.

At the same time, they finally understood why Abbot Xuanci was about to faint.

Abbot Xuanci probably thought that the Ascending Tribulation was his, but as a result, Murong Bo appeared, and Abbot Xuanci discovered that the Ascendant was not him.

It is conceivable that the huge gap will definitely make Abbot Xuanci collapse.

If they had been replaced by them, they might have passed out.

"Hahaha... My daddy! My dad isn't dead!"

"My father is about to survive the Ascension Tribulation and soar to the Upper Realm?"

In the Western Xia Yipin Hall, Murong Fu, who pretended to be the Western Xia warrior Li Yanzong, no longer hidden, surprised and delighted, and said.

His father's strength has reached the soaring realm, and he must become a legend in the world, and as Murong Bo's only son, he is the son of a saint.

When the son of a saint becomes the emperor, the world will definitely gather to respond.

"Hahaha... Murong Bo, seeing that you are not in the middle of breath, don't fly up and die if you don't get through the catastrophe. Two

"Let me teach you how to survive the Ascension Tribulation."

Just when everyone was shocked, a domineering laughter echoed in the Shaolin Temple.

A man in black stood on another temple and also took off his mask.

It was Xiao Yuanshan.

There is no need for him to hide either.

"Qiao Feng?"

Everyone who saw Xiao Yuanshan's face was slightly stunned and looked incredulous.

Xiao Yuanshan's appearance turned out to be almost identical to Qiao Feng's, only slightly aging.

Is this a coincidence?

Or is there some kinship?

"Xiao Yuanshan?"

Qiao Feng looked at the face that was almost identical to him, and his heart trembled.

If he had nothing to do with Xiao Yuanshan, he didn't believe it himself.

"He's not dead (ajaa)?"

The Central Plains masters who participated in the bloody battle of Yanmen Pass and came back by luck all changed their colors when they looked at Xiao Yuanshan's appearance.

"Fortunately, I got out of suspended animation, otherwise, I would be in trouble."

Murong Fu's face remained unchanged, but he was shocked and a little glad in his heart.

"You guys!"

Abbot Xuanci, who was finally sober, after knowing the identities of Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, spewed out a mouthful of blood and passed out directly.

Whether it is Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Bo, and Shaolin Temple, they all have great cause and effect, and even have grudges.

As a result, today the two of them both soared, and their Shaolin Temple was about to have a great calamity.

"Qiao Feng, my son, I am your father Xiao Yuanshan, cultivate well, and we will reunite in the upper realm in the future."

Xiao Yuanshan suddenly thought of something, and the loud voice spread throughout the Shaolin Temple.

He had to let Qiao Feng know his identity before ascending to the Upper Realm.

Qiao Feng: "???".

Xiao Yuanshan is his father?

And what about Qiao Sanhuai?

"Congratulations to Qiao Gang Lord, I didn't expect your father to be so powerful, in the future, how close we will be."

And the people around who recognized Qiao Feng's identity were all respectful and congratulating with low eyebrows.

There is a father who is about to soar!

Can't be messed with at all!

"Is this two people soaring at the same time?"

"Murong Bo, I've heard that Xiao Yuanshan doesn't know him at all, but I didn't expect that he was the father of the Qiao gang leader.

"No wonder the Jianghu people are called Southern Murong and Northern Qiao Feng, and the fathers of both of them are so powerful."

"Shaolin Temple is too embarrassing this time, and the two people who soared are not from Shaolin Temple."

"Looking at their costumes, they should have sneaked into the Shaolin Temple to do something secretly, could it be that they learned some peerless divine skills in the Shaolin Temple before they reached the realm of soaring?"

"It seems that I will also find an opportunity to sneak into the Shaolin Temple and find a peerless divine skill that can make people soar."

While the people of the Tianlong World were shocked, their gazes looking at the Shaolin Temple were also full of fire.

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo are so powerful that they need to sneak into the Shaolin Temple, which shows that the Shaolin Temple definitely has a big secret.

Maybe the two of them can become so powerful because of stealing the martial arts secrets of the Shaolin Temple.

If they learn the martial arts secrets of the Shaolin Temple, will they be able to soar in the future?

"Boom!"

At this moment, the thunder with thick arms fell under a pair of fearful and yearning eyes.

Many people held their breath and looked intently at the location where the thunder fell.

They wanted to see how Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan would fight against the Heavenly Tribulation?

"What's going on? How come there is only one soaring calamity, and it has fallen aside?"

Under a pair of astonished eyes, the purple thunder did not fall on Xiao Yuanshan, nor did it fall on Murong Bo, but on the position between the two.

"Boom!"

At this time, everyone saw that in the middle square of the two halls, there stood an old monk wearing a green robe, with a thin figure and a sparse long beard that was completely white.

The target of the purple thunder was this sweeping monk

"Amida Buddha~"

The sweeping monk's face was solemn, his hands were solid, and his cloudy eyes suddenly became brilliant, empty and electric, and his body exuded golden light.

Three feet away from the sweeping monk, a golden wall of qi was formed, blocking the falling purple thunder.

"Boom!"

The golden gas wall collided with the purple thunder, emitting a huge muffled sound, and a huge wave appeared in the golden gas wall, but it blocked the blow of the purple thunder.

"Boom!"

After about ten breaths, another purple thunder fell, striking towards the sweeping monk.

No doubt!

Ascend the robbers, sweep the monks!

Murong Bo, Xiao Yuanshan: "???"

A group of monks in Shaolin Temple: "???".

Everyone in the Tianlong world: "???".