Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 738 Final Chapter The Gods Return 27

Breaking the seal is different from actively breaking the seal.

The former would consume the monster's spiritual power. When Feng Zui broke the seal, it was also when he was at his weakest, so they barely had the confidence to kill him.

But the latter...

The leader of Qingyun Sect sighed heavily and patted him on the shoulder.

"Qiutang, don't worry, we will avenge Luan'er."

Even though he had guessed this result, Qiutang still couldn't accept it. Lan Xiu and the others looked lonely, and their hearts hurt when they thought of that cold figure.

As Quanjiu's master, Wan Chaolin has the most say. He looked grief-stricken and looked more than ten years older.

"On the day when the monster is killed, I will prepare the funeral for Luan'er."

The scene became quiet again.

Liu Yao stood in the corner, looking at the sad people, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

So what if you are stronger?

Hasn’t he become a short-lived ghost?

She stared at the sorrow on Wan Chaolin's face, and the smile on her lips widened. At this moment, she noticed a flash in Wan Chaolin's arms, and the girl whispered:

"Uncle, your sound transmission stone is on."

Wan Chaolin lowered his head and saw the sound transmission stone in his arms shining with warm yellow light. He connected to the sound transmission stone and said hesitantly.

"...Palace Master?"

"Where."

In the low and cold tone, with these two simple words, Wan Chaolin inexplicably heard a sense of urgency that a storm was about to come.

He told the address honestly, and the sound transmission stone was immediately hung up on.

The leader of Xuannv Sect was curious: "Isn't this palace master never in charge of things?"

They all agreed that he was traveling around the world.

There was anxiety in Wan Chaolin's eyes that no one could understand: "I didn't care before..."

But later...

well.

As soon as he finished sighing, there was a strong wind outside the window, and the closed door was blown open with a "bang". It bounced hard against the door panel, and there was another loud bang, which made the person's heart beat heavily.

A long wind swept through the room, causing the beaded curtains in the house to collide everywhere. The strong wind blew everyone's skirts away. Liu Yao was the closest to the door, and her whole body felt weightless from the ground. She hugged the pillar on the side to prevent herself from being blown away.

Amidst the howling wind, a white figure walked out. The person's eyebrows were cold, his skirt and hair were not messy at all, and a pair of amber pupils were calm and scary, falling straight on Wan Chaolin.

After finally seeing the appearance of the person coming, Wan Chaolin exclaimed:

"Lord Palace Master?"

The leaders of the major hidden families were all shocked. They did not expect that the man who was rumored to be closest to the true god would be so young and handsome.

The strong wind finally subsided, but Qiu Heyun did not dare to vent his anger. The pressure on the opponent made him, a perfect cultivator in the Mahayana stage, feel the pressure of suffocation.

"Where is she?"

The first words the man spoke left everyone except Wan Chaolin confused.

Wan Chaolin felt uneasy in his heart: "Black Wind Valley."

The man in white robe didn't hesitate at all: "Open the valley."

Wan Chaolin's idea was confirmed, but he was not happy at all. He was surprised that the palace master had high hopes for Shen Luan, but he did not want to violate his original intention and become the enemy of the world.

"Palace Master, we are not unblocking the seal right now... ugh!!"

Before he could finish speaking, his throat was pinched by a pair of invisible hands, his face turned red, and he felt a strong sense of suffocation.

"Palace Master!!"

Liu Yao and several elders hurriedly stepped forward, looking shocked and anxious.

There was no trace of warmth in the man's amber eyes. Amidst the shocked eyes of everyone, his tone was calm and forceful.

"Why do you think the temple exists?"

Wan Chaolin's throat was pinched and he couldn't speak, but his eyes suddenly opened wide!

"Hmm...?!"

God loves the world, doesn’t the temple exist for the sake of all people in the world?

The man with cold eyebrows tightened his fingers. Not far away, Wan Chaolin's face turned from red to purple, as if he would suffocate in the next second.

"If she dies, there will be no need for the temple to exist."

He spoke slowly, his tone was indifferent and calm, but no one dared to doubt the authenticity of his words.

"Cough cough cough..."

Wan Chaolin knelt on the ground, coughing heartbreakingly, but could not suppress the crazy shock in his heart.

Unprecedented horror shrouded him all around, and the man's words were like magic sounds, echoing around him, making him tremble all over...

——Why do you think the temple exists?

——If she dies, there will be no need for the temple to exist.

As the most loyal believer in the temple, he has never doubted the reason for its existence. But now, the founder of the temple told him personally that the temple existed only for one person from beginning to end...

The collapse of faith is nothing more than this.

Wan Chaolin was not the only one who could not recover.

As the elder with the highest cultivation level in the temple, Wan Chaolin had entered the tribulation period as early as ten years ago and had touched the ceiling of becoming a god.

But such a genius who is only one step away from the gods has no resistance at all under the hands of the temple master.

The big stone in Qiu Zhongkui's heart kept sinking. Did the man in front of him really only have the cultivation level of the Tribulation Stage?

"When the day comes, let's open the valley on time."

The palace master didn't look at anyone anymore, dropped these words and disappeared from the spot.

………

Xiaojue looked at the man who was exuding coldness and felt that he was angry for no reason.

"Master, didn't you say that Miss Shen is so blessed that no one in this world can hurt her?"

He Qingsui stared at the smoky Black Wind Valley, his thin lips pursed tightly, and his amber eyes had a complex color that others could not understand:

"Others can't, but he can."

Xiaojue has a lot of question marks.

Is he referring to the big demon who was sealed?

"But if the seal is released, will the world really not be in chaos?"

He was originally a guqin that He Qingsui often played. After staying with him for a long time, he became spiritual and became a human being. He had been in contact with ordinary people since he was a child, so he naturally did not want them to suffer.

He Qingsui lowered his eyes and remained silent.

So what?

Three thousand years ago, he failed to protect her. This time, even if he bears the world's infamy, he will never let her get hurt again.

He Qingsui: "Anyone can go to this Black Wind Valley, but she can't."

Feng Zui can let go of everyone in the world, but he will not let her go.

Xiaojue was stunned: "Why?"

This time, He Qingsui did not speak again.

………

Quan Jiu searched for three days but couldn't find the exit, so he gave up completely.

She returned to the cold pool dejectedly. There was no surprise in Feng Zui's eyes.

Quan Jiu remained vigilant and was twenty meters away from him. Looking at the man who had not even changed his position, she sat down cross-legged and threw a stone in his direction.

"Hey, smelly monk, how about we make a truce for now and make a deal?"

Feng Zui sneered: "Not at all."

Quan Jiu: "You don't want to go out?"

Feng Zui looked at her, his eyes as sharp as swords:

"If you had a way out, would you still be sitting here?"

Quan Jiu: “…”

It’s really hard to fool.

"One plus one is greater than two. What if the two of us come together and figure out a way to break the seal?"

(End of chapter)