Fantasy_ Taking on the son of destiny as a disciple and conquering the world forever

After hearing what the Lord of Poseidon Temple said, the eyes of the two demigods from Tianpeng Holy Land and Bishui Hantan simultaneously focused on the Lord of Wine and Sword.

The moment they saw the Lord of Wine and Sword, the pupils of the two demigods shrank slightly unconsciously.

The Supreme Elder of Zixiao Holy Land? !

They all saw with their own eyes the death of the Mighty Dragon God of Poseidon Temple, and then they dared to come to Poseidon Temple to search for treasures.

The heaven-defying combat power of Lord Qingxu Peak of Zixiao Holy Land was clearly imprinted in their minds. When they suddenly saw the Supreme Elder of Zixiao Holy Land, although he was just a Lord, they felt a little wary in their hearts.

“brush!”

Suddenly, the demigod in the cold pool of clear water cut out a ray of ice-blue light from his hand, and struck directly at the Lord of the Poseidon Temple who was watching the show with his arms folded.

The face of the Lord of the Poseidon Temple suddenly changed, he raised his hand, and a large blood jade shield imprinted with various sea monsters formed in front of him.

“Boom!”

The icy blue light struck the blood jade shield, making an earth-shattering roar. The master of the Sea God Temple turned pale and his breath was unstable.

A look of horror flashed across the eyes of the Lord of Poseidon Temple, and he gritted his teeth and said: “All the treasures of Poseidon Temple have been taken away by this person. You have found the wrong person!”

The demigod in Bishui Hantan’s face turned dark, and he snorted coldly: “The Dragon God from your Poseidon Temple died in the hands of Master Qingxu Peak of Zixiao Holy Land. I can’t afford to offend Zixiao Holy Land! I’ll still kill you. Hand over your treasure!”

The demigod from Tianpeng Holy Land was already moved by the instigation. When he heard this, he woke up immediately and his eyes became clear.

“We Tianpeng Holy Land and Zixiao Holy Land are brothers and sisters, how can I take action against the alliance? Stop talking nonsense, hand over the treasures on your body, and leave your body intact!”

The demigods of Tianpeng Holy Land are firmly locked on the Lord of Poseidon Temple and don’t care about the Lord of Wine and Sword at all.

The Lord of Poseidon Temple was filled with shock and anger, but he did not dare to have other thoughts at all. He turned into a stream of light and quickly moved away, shouting coldly: “You two cowards! I really don’t know how you cultivated to the demigod state!”

“Where to run?”

The demigods from Tianpeng Holy Land and Bishui Hantan pursued them almost in no particular order.

Except for the treasures secretly hidden by the Mighty Dragon God himself, the other treasures are probably on the possession of the Lord of Poseidon Temple. They dare not provoke the Purple Sky Holy Land, so naturally they will not let the Lord of Poseidon Temple escape again.

In the blink of an eye, only Master Jiujian was left.

Lord Jiujian’s face twitched, his face was complicated, and he sighed: “I never thought that the old man would be so powerful…”

The Lord of Wine and Sword shook his head gently and ignored the war-torn Poseidon Temple. His figure turned into a stream of light and reappeared in front of Jiang Chen.

“Thank you, Fellow Daoist Jiang! This time I harvested the entire treasure house privately stored by the Mighty Dragon God. I put half of the treasures in this storage ring. Please accept it, Fellow Daoist!” Lord Jiujian said to Jiang. Chen thanked him and took out a sapphire ring.

Jiang Chen waved his hand and said casually: “I have searched for all the treasures carried by the Mighty Dragon God. These ordinary treasures are of no use to me. Fellow Taoist, please keep them.”

Seeing this, the Master of Wine and Sword did not insist anymore, and said with a smile: “Then the old man is not polite! When the old man gets some good wine in the future, I will invite fellow Taoists to try it!”

“You can have this!” Jiang Chen nodded with a smile.

With the fall of the Mighty Dragon God, wars broke out everywhere in Poseidon Temple.

After half a day, most of the resistance forces in Poseidon Temple were wiped out, leaving only sporadic resistance in various areas, and more of them were battles between monks to snatch treasures.

Poseidon Temple, a rare divine system in the world, has been lost in the long river of history.

After the carnival, many monks could not help but sigh.

They have long heard rumors that in the golden age, ancient forces that have been passed down for a long time will be wiped out and new forces will be born.

They had always thought that this was just a rumor, but they realized that the rumors were true when they saw the Poseidon Temple destroyed in ashes with their own eyes.

Poseidon Temple is the first Shinto force to disappear in the Eastern Wasteland, but it will definitely not be the last.

It is foreseeable that more forces will inevitably follow in the footsteps of Poseidon Temple in the future.

There are also many monks who have entered the Dragon Island where the Mighty Dragon God was transformed after his death to search for treasures. The creation of heaven and earth transformed by the death of such a god has boundless spiritual energy dormant in it, which will breed many heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

It is also a treasure place for everyone.

The Poseidon Temple is removed from the list, and the Beidou Temple may appear in the world at any time, and more and more Lords and Demigods will arrive.

Half a month later.

“Buzz!”

The purple energy spread for thirty thousand miles, and a majestic figure came quickly from the horizon and landed on the purple cloud where Jiang Chen and Lord Wine and Sword were.

Holy Lord Zixiao!

“Uncle Jiujian, Junior Brother Jiang, you two have been here to take charge during this period!”

Holy Lord Zixiao bowed his hands to Lord Jiujian and Jiang Chen.

“I didn’t expect that the Holy Master would come in person! It’s not hard, not hard at all! Drinking tea, drinking and discussing Taoism with fellow Taoist Jiang here is so many times more comfortable than in the Holy Land!”

Lord Jiujian sighed with a smile on his face.

Holy Master Zixiao showed a look of astonishment and said with a smile: “It seems that our uncle has also gained a lot of benefits from Junior Brother Jiang.”

“That is!”

The Lord of Wine and Sword nodded, and immediately his eyes widened in disbelief: “The Holy Lord has a breakthrough?”

At this time, Holy Lord Zixiao has suddenly broken through to the demigod realm!

Holy Lord Zixiao nodded slightly, cast a grateful look at Jiang Chen, and said with emotion: “Thanks to Junior Brother Jiang!”

“oh?”

A look of surprise appeared on Lord Jiujian’s face. Is the Holy Lord’s breakthrough actually related to Fellow Daoist Jiang?

Has the Holy Master known the secret of Fellow Daoist Jiang for a long time?

“Holy Master, please take a seat. The Enlightenment Tea brewed this time is made of ice and fire. It has a unique flavor. Holy Master, you can try it!” Jiang Chen invited with a smile and added a teacup.

“You two are very interested!”

Holy Lord Zixiao sat down in a familiar mood, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and said with emotion: “I drank the Enlightenment Tea as ordinary tea, and also used the Life Spirit Spring to make tea. How dare Junior Brother Jiang be so extravagant!”

Lord Jiujian continued: “To be honest, Daoist friend Jiang and I have drank more than a dozen tablets of enlightenment tea during this period. I feel that as long as we absorb the Tao power in it, we will be able to step into the middle of the world easily.” Divine realm! I really don’t know where Fellow Daoist Jiang got so much Enlightenment Tea!”

“you do not know?”

Holy Master Zixiao showed surprise.

A look of confusion appeared on Lord Jiujian’s face: “What do you know?”

Holy Master Zixiao didn’t say much. He looked at Jiang Chen and said with a smile: “If Junior Brother Jiang allows it, Uncle Junior can visit Qingxu Peak and everything will be understood.”

“If you two go to my Qingxu Peak from now on, Jiang will sweep your couch to greet you.”

Jiang Chen responded with a smile, his eyes fell on the Holy Lord Zixiao, and he said in deep thought: “I really didn’t expect the Holy Lord to come in person. Could it be that the ancestor has guessed something?”