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At this time, the ultimate move came, and he did not dare to neglect, and immediately mobilized the blood of reincarnation in his body, his pupils turned into a crimson color, and the boiling power was poured into the Longyuan Heavenly Sword from the meridians of his palm.

The Long Yuan Heavenly Sword uttered a stunned dragon cry, soaring straight up, head-to-head with the bright light.

The violent shock wave swept across the sky once again, making the people around them miserable. Even if they were not injured, the spirit had already been shaken by the kendo.

The person with his sword obviously only used the strength of restraint, and at the last moment, he took his hand, and Ye Chen finally got a tie with him.

Despite this, the white-robed man still laughed, and his eyes showed unconcealed appreciation.

"Okay! After breaking through the sword formations I set up, I was able to pick up my day shooting star again. Where did you kid the monster come from? Is there any sect inheritance? If not, join me. Temple of Eternity!"

This human voice is like thunder, looking up to the sky and laughing, you can see that he is a person with a hearty personality.

After hearing what he said, Ye Chen immediately determined his identity.

The visitor turned out to be the master of the Eternal Temple.

Although he was very depressed in his heart, Ye Chen still didn\'t lose his manners.

He didn\'t want to expose himself prematurely and attract too much attention, but at this point, he can only bite the bullet and act.

Nangong Yaqing came over with a small mouth pouting, her eyes faintly resentful.

"Father, your sudden release of the sword frightened me."

"Daddy won\'t scare you so much next time."

Nangong Wentian smiled, and in front of his daughter, there was no aura of the lord of the Eternal Temple.

Ye Chen stood aside, quite at a loss.

"Good boy, don\'t be like this. You will be the servant of the Temple of Eternity from now on. You have to be nice to my daughter, otherwise I can\'t spare you."

Nangong Wentian’s words made Ye Chen dumbfounded. He didn’t want to be a messenger, and he didn’t want to have too much entanglement with this girl, but Nangong Wentian’s words also made Nangong Yaqin blush. This redness is a style. Thousands of species are extremely fascinating.

It\'s a pity that such a landscape already belongs to others.

Many brothers feel sorry in their hearts, but they dare not show it on the bright side, because there is a peerless **** of murder standing in front of them.

Regardless of Nangong Wentian, he is easy-going on the surface and has a hearty personality, but he has always been known for his decisiveness and unsparing face.

In the years when the Temple of Eternity dominated the Eternal Void, Nangong Wentian didn\'t know how much blood was stained under his hands, and stepped on the dry bones of countless enemies to ascend to the throne. How could such characters be simple in their minds?

"Father, the eternal ceremony is about to begin, why are you running out?"

"I\'m here to pick you up. On the way, I found something changed in this place. Come and have a look. Okay, the sword formation at the bottom of the lake has been broken. All that should be scattered?"

Nangong Wentian spoke, and the others didn\'t dare not follow it. Soon the courtyard became desolate. Nangong Wentian also asked Ye Chen to accompany him to the inner hall of the Eternal Temple.

Ye Chen was a little surprised when he heard this. Because as far as he knows, the inner temple of the Eternal Temple can only be entered by the real strong and giants, which symbolizes the status of each inviter.

"You are now the son-in-law of the Eternal Temple, why not return home?" Nangong Wentian said with a smile, in a very cordial and easy-going tone.

But Ye Chen wouldn\'t be confused by his appearance, this old fox didn\'t know what was thinking in his heart.

From this point of view, one can only take one step at a time.

Then Nangong Wentian showed Ye Chen a way to enter the inner hall.

Ye Chen thanked him and walked directly inside.

Before he left, he saw Nangong Yaqing\'s face changed a little, opened his mouth, he could stop talking.

It wasn\'t until Ye Chen\'s figure disappeared in the vine-twisted passage that Nangong Yaqing turned her head, puzzled.

"Father, since you know that his kendo talent is outstanding, why put him here? This is not the way to the inner temple at all!"

Nangong Wentian smiled and said nothing, and after a while, he said leisurely.

"I just want to see if his swordsmanship can be used to the extreme and can break the restrictions inside. If it is possible, then I will betroth you to him. From then on, he is also the new young master of my eternal temple. If he fails Now...then, just assume that this person has never appeared before."

Nangong Wentian put away the smile on his face and narrowed his eyes. Only then did he retract the sword between the cuffs.

If Ye Chen had resisted, he would use coercive means.

In this way, this kid is quite sensible.

…

At the same time, Ren Feihua stepped into the giant gate.

His expression became serious, what exactly was guarding this layer of protection?

He has speculation, but he is not sure.

Martial artist, at his level, if you want to go further, you need to guard against the heavens.

Even some secret places in the world are not necessarily suitable for him.

Years of intuition tells Ren Feihua that the thing behind this giant door may be made for himself.

What is it?

At this moment, Ren Feifei realized that he had once again come to a dark world, and he waved his hand in a vain attempt to shine again with a blood moon vision.

But soon, Ren Feihua realized that he couldn\'t use any spiritual power.

An existence of his level, logically speaking, there shouldn\'t be such a big restriction in the world.

Just when Ren Feihua was about to let go of perception, a light appeared in front of him.

Above the sky, a ray of light was set, and the light fell to the ground, covering the body of an old man in white clothes.

The turbid and clear eyes of the white-clothed old man stared at Ren Feifan, with a smile on his mouth.

The white eyebrows were lowered, giving people a kind of immortal who existed in the ancient era.

Ren Feifan stared at the other person for a long time, and said, "If I didn\'t guess wrong, you are the owner of the stele."

The old man with white eyebrows still didn\'t speak, he just looked at Ren Feifan with a smile like that.

Ren Feifei did not continue to speak, with his hands behind him, quietly waiting for the answer from the other party.

After a full stick of incense, the old man from spoke and said: "I am just a candid thought, Ren\'s destiny, you know, why am I waiting for you here?"

Ren Feifei narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "You need me."

The old man suddenly laughed, a jug of wine condensed in his hand, and with a wave of his big hand, the stone table and chair appeared.

He found a place to sit down, poured two glasses of wine, and then said to Ren Feifan, "Sit down."

Ren Feifei calmly sat down opposite the old man and drank the wine.

The old man was quite satisfied and murmured: "A good sentence you need me, but it\'s not that I need you, but the world needs you."

"To be precise, it is you, this mysterious world needs you."

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