As a father, I just want to watch you live forever.

Qitian Temple!

Within the temple, the cathartic air currents continued to rage and intertwine, and the terrifying power of the two calamity monks struck like a tornado!

However, at this moment, in the temple, many of the Second Disaster Divine Tribulation monks felt unparalleled pressure!

Creepy!

The scene was like a horror story, making the hairs on the hair of the strong men present stand on end, and their eyes filled with incredible color.

And the leader of the Purple Mansion Shen Zong Zongzhuang Wuji, after shouting incredulously, retreated very decisively, put away the Yin Zhuo, turned into a ray of light, and quickly retreated.

After just two or three breaths, he retreated to the entrance of Qitian Temple!

The other Lords of the Second Catastrophe God Tribulation did not have such a big reaction as Zhang Wuji, although Qitian's resurrection did bring a sense of horror to them.

After all, he is a legendary god!

Even the weakest gods are far beyond the ability of these two calamity gods to contend with.

Even...even the Supreme cannot face the gods directly!

Can't compete with the gods!

Therefore, no one laughed at Zhang Wuji's reaction, which was a manifestation of a living creature's instinct to survive.

The atmosphere in the strange temple became very tense and breathtaking!

Not even the slightest bit of noise.

It seems that only the treasure stick standing behind the sarcophagus vibrates the air when it swings left and right, and the slight sound of air flow makes people understand that time has not stagnated or paused.

Open the coffin by yourself...

Hunyuan Ruyi's golden cudgel flew over and stood among them——··——·

Trembling from left to right, like cheering and excitement!

The impact of such a scene is simply too strong, and it has a terrifying feeling that makes one's blood freeze.

The ascetic monk, Emperor Dajing, the female Guanyin, and the shaman priest from Wushen Mountain, the four two disaster gods, Venerable Tribulation, did not react as much as Zhang Wuji.

Although he was nervous, he did not hesitate to turn around and run away, almost escaping from Qitian Temple.

"Qi Tian—..really came back from the dead?"

"Impossible! How can Qi Tian be resurrected now?!"

The cicada-marked ascetic said in a deep voice.

"The daughter of Hell Lotus has not yet broken through to the divine calamity - Hell Lotus's luck has not yet rotated, and it is impossible for Qi Tian to recover!"

The ascetic monk with the cicada pattern comes from the Buddhist land of the Western Region, and he is backed by the [Black Sumeru] camp of gods, so he seems to know a lot of secrets.

"I don't believe it!'

The cicada lines on the ascetic monk's eyes seemed to come alive, burning like blazing flames!

"I don't believe it either. The gods have said that if Qi Tian wants to revive, the conditions are harsh, and he may fall into deep sleep and fall completely."

"After all, in the last divine wave, the Hell Lotus collapsed and was defeated, and all the Hell Lotus gods died in battle--even if a strange temple is built to save reincarnation, how can it be easy?"

The golden dragon robe on Lu Wenchang, the first emperor of the Great Scenery, was flying in the air, and he was holding a big dragon flag gun. The flag gun was flying, and his momentum was like an abyss, unfathomable!

The Lord of the Second Disaster God Tribulation, in the human world, is already an unparalleled hero!

Their state of mind is good enough to face any weirdness.

Therefore, he did not escape from the temple easily and gave up such peerless magic weapons as Qitian's remains and Ruyi's Golden Cudgel!

“I want to see if——————-Qi Tian really recovers!”

"Even if you have just recovered, it is impossible to regain the power of the gods. What's so scary?"

Lu Wenchang, the first emperor of Da Jing, said coldly.

Behind them stood all the major camps, and they all came with a purpose in mind.

Naturally, one cannot be frightened by the sight of an automatic coffin opening.

The big dragon flag gun in Yu's hand suddenly rolled up, and the void seemed to be pierced!

The golden dragon robe on Xie Xie's body seemed to have golden luck hanging all over his body like strands of clothing. He stepped forward with his golden boots and arrived in front of Coffin Ning.

The golden light in the double center circulated brilliantly, and he was extremely vigilant. He looked into the coffin and issued a test!

There is a risk of being the first to be the first, but in addition to the risk of being the first to be the first, there will also be the unexpected benefit of seizing the opportunity!

If Qitian had not recovered, Lu Wenchang, the late Emperor of Great Scenery, would have been closer to Qitian's corpse than others!

And now, on top of the sarcophagus, there is not only the corpse of Qitian——"

There is also the Ruyi Golden Cudgel!

These——...are all opportunities!

And opportunity comes to the brave!

The ascetics in the Buddhist lands of the Western Regions are also hesitating whether to set off.

The female Guanyin in the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea took a small step forward with her bare feet, lingering between hesitations!

The Witch God Priest of the Witch God Mountain did not show any abnormal movement, even like Zhang Wuji, he felt like he wanted to retreat.

In the end, he still hesitated and looked at the sight of Lu Wenchang, the late Emperor of Great Scenery, approaching Qitian's sarcophagus.

Not just them, even Li Che gradually calmed down at this moment.

His eyes flickered uncertainly, leaving a bit of surprise in his heart.

Qitian revives?

Is it possible?

Li Che's face, which was burned by the purple fire and was only left with a golden skull, seemed to show some anticipation.

Li Che even wondered if it was because he obtained the Hunyuan Ruyi Golden Cudgel?

Is that why it stimulated the resurgence of Qitian’s remains?

"Is it because this divine weapon of the Sanqing level contains the aura of the gods? Although I have not yet stimulated and unblocked the aura of the gods - but because I have mastered it, I can make this divine weapon recognize its master, so -· .--so,

Did the divine aura contained in it stimulate Qitian's remains? "

Li Che started thinking like a storm in his mind.

This is very possible!

In other words, the possibility of Qitian's recovery is very high!

Li Che suddenly became excited.

His eyes flashed.

Five fingers snapped!

Yu Li Che suddenly disappeared and moved to the side of the Monkey King stone coffin like a teleport. The gap that opened was getting wider and wider with the slight movement of the coffin lid!

Lu Wenchang, the first emperor of the Great Scenery, had good luck, his eyes were like torches, but the golden light in his eyes was full of awe.

It seems to be shooting from the Nine Netherworld!

Li Che's five fingers pointed, and the three-pointed two-edged sword flicked and trembled. Although the Hunyuan Qitian Ruyi Golden Cudgel now recognized its master and became his magic weapon.

However, it seems that it cannot be used now.

Li Che just used a three-pointed two-edged sword to fight against the enemy!

The power of Dao Jie, divinity, Qi and blood—the three are intertwined and hovering.

The impact penetrated into the three-pointed two-edged sword, breaking a vortex in the divine weapon like a strange door lock on the human body!

Divine weapon, unblock it again!

The breath of the gods!

Like a river bursting its banks, it surged and roared out!

"Everyone! Since you don't want to be the one who stands out, stop him. Don't let him interfere with my quest to see if Qitian is resurrected!"

Lu Wenchang strode forward, the golden light of luck surging endlessly!

Very powerful, undulating like a vast ocean, shaking the entire strange temple with each step!

The cicada-marked ascetic didn't hesitate. He whipped out the monk's stick and hit the golden bowl, causing the golden bowl to vibrate and hit Li Che!

On the other side, the white gauze behind the female Guanyin billows like flying clouds, and a mutton-fat jade bottle appears in her hand!

The Witch God Priest of the Witch God Mountain thought for a moment, then a bone tooth appeared in his hand, and he suddenly threw it out!

At the same time, the unsealing of the divine weapons was completed, and the breath of the gods was released!

Suddenly, he pressed towards Li Che!

The moment the three breaths collided, Lu Wenchang exploded with speed. He was already very close to the sarcophagus, but now he crossed over and came directly to the side of the sarcophagus!

The dragon flag gun flag in his hand suddenly rolled up, and the gun head was like a hurricane, pointing out at the magic weapon stick standing in the coffin!

Be one by one!

! !

The tip of the spear collided with the treasure stick!

A violent counter-shock force instantly caused Lu Wenchang's entire arm holding the dragon flag gun to be filled with cracks and dripping with blood!

‘I feel——·Power! Unparalleled terrifying power! "

Lu Wenchang's face paled slightly.

It seems——·

Someone grabbed the other end of the treasure stick from the coffin and exerted his strength to offset Lu Wenchang's unreserved thrust!

Lu Wenchang couldn't help but tremble. Could it be that he was really alive?

How could a dead god come back to life so suddenly?

How is this possible? !

Lu Wenchang didn’t believe it!

The big dragon flag gun was pressed against the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, and the whole body kept leaning forward, looking towards the gap in the coffin that was pushed open!

He wanted to see clearly through the gap whether the figure of the hairy monkey in the coffin had really revived!

"ah--!!!'

Lu Wenchang roared!

The golden light all over his body was extremely gorgeous, but his eyes were already as wide as possible!

Saw it!

He was about to see it!

Over the inner city of Qitian.

The dark color continued to surge, and behind the strange fog, inexplicably red blood emerged!

In an instant, the expansion swept across and enveloped the entire Qitian Inner City, as if the strange sky had turned into blood!

Thousands of visions! Overwhelming!

And above the sky.

The supreme foundation of the major forces collided with the supreme being of the temple-protecting corpse king level transformed by the founder of Qitian Temple. It seemed that the curtain had completely fallen, and everything suddenly became quiet.

It seems like there is no sound at all!

However, there was still deathly silence in the inner city of Qitian.

Many strong men raised their heads tremblingly. Under the pressure of the Supreme, they only had the strength to raise their heads.

They looked up at the sky, and suddenly the mist was torn apart in a bloody red color!

Lu Taibai, Lu Qiankun and many other Divine Tribulation cultivators who had not yet escaped from Qitian Inner City raised their heads, their pupils tightened, and they tried their best to watch.

Suddenly, I saw the thick and strange fog covering the sky over the inner city of Qitian. It was like a bubble that had been greatly collapsed. It disappeared and there was no longer any trace of it flowing across the sky...

Whoosh whoosh whoosh above the sky, the supreme foundation of all the major forces, the light is dim!

For example, there are the alchemy furnaces offered by Zhang Wuji, the Buddhist beads offered by the cicada-patterned ascetics of the Western Regions, the supreme demon elixir offered by the Black Bull Demon God, the double-sided lotus platform offered by the girl Guanyin, and the Witch God Mountain A piece of phalange to sacrifice the same foundation!

The terrifying death energy and household spirit dance wildly between heaven and earth,

"roar!"

The founder of the Fang family let out a long roar, and the curse seals all over his body were spinning. Countless chains seemed to spread out from the Nine Netherworld, dancing and swinging wildly!

all! ! !

The light of the five supreme foundations suddenly dimmed completely, and they were hit by the terrifying release of power!

The Supreme Demonic Pill exploded completely!

The beads cracked one by one, and the light completely dimmed and lost its luster.

The lotus platform was penetrated and lost its divinity.

The finger bones were cracked into powder, and the alchemy furnace was dented, as if someone had kicked it hard.

Everyone stared at the sky, and seemed to see the stasis of time and space in the rolling tide of supreme pressure.

After a moment of stagnation, there was extreme speed turbulence!

The expanded five-way supreme foundation seemed to be frozen in the air. After it regained its movement, it was like five streams of light, crushing the space, and was blown away by the Fang family's founder with extremely terrifying power!

It shot towards the endless fog rolling area outside the inner city of Qitian, as if it was completely invisible.

Blah blah blah

One chain after another wrapped around the body.

The founder of the Fang family, who had been standing there for thousands of years, was almost shaking his sleeves. At this moment, he roared again and again.

The skinny and shriveled old boy was incredibly domineering, bursting out with violence and ferocity that was totally out of proportion to his body size!

No doubt...

This battle of the Supreme Inheritance trying to suppress the Temple Guard Cursed Corpse King has come to an end!

The five supreme treasures, after all, were not personally visited by the supreme being, and were knocked away!

And after destroying the supreme foundation.

The temple-protecting corpse king suddenly turned his head, his eyes emitted a terrifying light, and the death energy and corpse energy fell like a tide, violently falling and impacting, causing the entire Qitian Inner City to be in turmoil and being washed away.

Many people have a sense of fear of imminent disaster, and they feel as if they have fallen into an ice cellar.

Todoroki stepped out, and countless death auras and corpse auras danced wildly behind him like cloaks hanging down thousands of miles!

After the Temple Protector Cursed Corpse King defeated the supreme foundations of all major powers, he finally returned to Qitian Temple, where he could solve what happened in Qitian Temple and protect Qitian!

At the entrance of Qitian Temple.

Zhang Wuji escaped here, which basically means he left Qitian Temple. He just stretched his neck and looked into the temple, still paying attention to what was happening inside the temple.

When the supreme battle over the inner city of Qitian came to an end.

His expression couldn't help but change slightly.

Some feelings of distress emerged, and the alchemy furnace with the supreme foundation was dented, lost its divinity, and flew to an unknown place in the treacherous gap.

For Zhang Wuji, it was naturally heartbreaking!

That is the supreme heritage of the Zifu Divine Sect!

"As expected - still can't be stopped?"

Zhang Wuji raised his head and glanced.

Holding Yin Zhuo in his hand, he thought for a while, his eyes swept across the strange temple, thinking of the possible situation, he gritted his teeth, without hesitation, his Taoist robe flew up, and his whole body was like a white crane spreading its wings, quickly heading towards Qitian Inner City. Galloping away.

If you want to live a long life, the first factor is stability!

When encountering danger, learn to identify it!

Don't be reckless!

Only then can you live longer!

The rumble of the supreme pressure was like a wave, constantly shooting towards the direction of the strange temple.

but.

Just when Zhang Wuji retreated to the inner city gate of Qitian, his eyes narrowed slightly.

His hair was flying and his robes were piled up. He raised his head and looked up, and saw that the Temple Protector Cursed Corpse King, the founder of Qitian Temple, was frozen in the air at this moment.

The posture that was originally impatient, like a baby swallow returning to its nest, seemed to be frozen in time and space, frozen in mid-air.

“Hooray!!

The Temple Guard Corpse King, who was originally going back to the strange temple to protect Qi Tian's remains, suddenly turned around, chains dancing wildly behind him, and his eyes that glowed with dim light stared at Qi Tian. Above the sky of the inner city!

Zhang Wuji let out a breath.

"Here he is after all—"

"The desire to kill Hell Lotus is really strong!"

The words are finished.

The temple-protecting corpse king wrapped up the billowing energy of death and corpse, roared into the sky, and the supreme pressure became more and more powerful, like a rolling ocean!

However-·

Above the inner city of Qitian, above the endless red sky.

A huge palm appeared suddenly, and even the palm prints were very clear and obvious.

boom!

The big palm slapped down hard and collided with the Temple Protector Cursed Corpse King!

The body of the Temple Guard Corpse King suddenly trembled violently, as if it was about to burst completely. The dark blood, wrapped in the air of death and corpse, fell pattering, like a black jade orb with a broken string, falling full of land.

The huge palm was wrapped in a terrifying aura, and it slowly converged, turning into a fat-headed and big-eared monk, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and the whole body was shrouded in Buddha's light!

"Amitabha, Qitian Inner City————.——The poor monk has finally found his place in the treacherous place."

The fat monk looked down and laughed.

The monk held a string of Buddhist beads that had completely dimmed in his hand. It was the supreme foundation that the cicada-patterned ascetic had sacrificed earlier!

And the aura emitting from this fat-headed and big-eared monk can also be the Supreme Qi Machine!

The void is torn open!

Cracks kept intertwining and emerging, and figures stepped out from them.

He was a heavenly general wearing black silver armor and a hunting cloak on his back. He was holding a Gathering Immortal Flag whose divinity had been exhausted in his hand. His face was blurred and distorted, but an extremely cold aura emerged.

The many supreme foundations that were knocked away by the Temple Guard Corpse King all returned one after another at this moment---"·

Moreover, they all returned with a supreme powerhouse at the three-disaster level!

These supremely powerful men do not appear in the human world, but in the treacherous place - they are able to explode at will,

Unimpeded traffic!

And the Temple Protector Cursed Corpse King transformed by the founder of the Fang family, swinging the chain wildly from behind, facing the five supreme powerhouses, the auras of these five supreme beings are obviously stronger than the Temple Protector Cursed Corpse King transformed by the founder of the Fang family. After all, the Patriarch who had just been transformed into the Cursed Corpse King was still a little short of the ability to climb back to the peak level.

Door opening.

Zhang Wuji took a breath.

"Sure enough, it was successful. The so-called supreme foundation is not only a means to contain the Temple Guard Cursed Corpse King, but it is also a positioning means -...

"This is the real back-up and arrangement of the powerful players from each major camp!"

Zhang Wuji shook his head.

"It's a pity. If we can use these products from [Black Sumeru], [Dark Heaven Court], and [Weird Monster Que]

Before the supreme leader arrived based on the position of the supreme foundation, it was considered a great achievement to capture the remains of Qitian and the Ruyi Golden Cudgel...

"Now, the credit is greatly reduced——"

"But fortunately————It's finally over."

Zhang Wuji was not in a hurry to escape. Despite this, he still stood close to the doorway.

"Although the Inner City of Qitian is located in the Que Que, the Que Que is too vast and boundless, and the Inner City of Qitian is located at the junction of the Inner Que Que and the Earth Que Que - it floats up and down, making it difficult to find."

"Therefore, the opening of Qitian City this time has become a great opportunity to find and lock the inner city of Qitian. Zhang Wuji put his hands on his back and shook his head gently.

His eyes looked towards Qitian Temple.

"it's over..""

"So what if Qitian recovers?"

"Qitian, who has just recovered, can't change anything. There will be a more terrifying existence to kill him."

"Prison Lotus——...-when the divine tide surges this time, it will be completely strangled and destroyed!"

When Zhang Wuji was extremely moved.

Above the sky.

The body of the Temple Protector Cursed Corpse King seemed to be about to crack. His hair was flying and his chains were swung behind him.

Facing the five supreme beings, the Temple Guard Corpse King seemed to be trembling slightly.

Suddenly·—

The Temple Protector Cursed Corpse King slowly turned his head and glanced at the Qitian Temple behind him.

The originally chaotic eyes gradually became clear and clear.

"teacher"

"Disciple - I tried my best."

The next moment.

The temple protector cursed the Corpse King and turned around suddenly!

Corpse energy surged all over his body, and in his spine, eight vortexes of death energy and corpse energy exploded!

It is very similar to the detonation of Baqimen!

After detonating the death energy and corpse energy—...

The sky above the inner city of Qitian was once again covered by billowing darkness!

The corpse king who protects the temple rushes into the sky!

One against five!

Just like he has sat in the inner city for thousands of years without regrets.

Today, we fought until our bodies were shattered into pieces and ashes were wiped out.

No regrets either!

Dim orange light.

In the alleys, it shines leisurely.

The fluctuations in the inner city of Qitian were transmitted to the outer city, causing the outer city to tremble violently.

Before the restaurant.

The boss holds a cigarette between his two fingers, and the smoke rises crookedly-···

Xixi sat on a chair, holding a rice ball in her hand, with rice grains stained on the corners of her mouth. She raised her head and stared blankly at the scene where countless smoke condensed.

In the picture...——·

It is the scene of the Temple Protector Cursed Corpse King rushing into the sky without hesitation and fighting against five opponents that are so powerful that they seem invincible.

"Boss——will he die?"

There was a little sadness in Xixi's eyes for some unknown reason.

"Well, he will die, even if he is already dead——-but the death of the body and spirit does not mean the real death. Only the complete disappearance of the world is called death."

The boss took a puff from his cigarette, exhaled the smoke, and responded.

"Why is he doing this?"

Xixi took a small bite of the rice ball. Even though the rice ball made by the boss was delicious, Xixi suddenly felt that she had lost her appetite.

"Because————he is a good boy."

The boss dusted off his cigarette, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Back then, the illegitimate son of a family head was almost beaten to death by his direct descendants. By fate, he got a fire stick. There was a monkey sleeping in the stick. The monkey taught him how to practice, how to become stronger, and how to behave as a human being. To live in the world, teach him not to be afraid of power——.——”

"They depended on each other and lived for hundreds of springs, autumns, winters and summers.'

"Later, the monkey died."

"The monkey has protected him all his life. Now, it's just him who protects the monkey."

"That's all."

"He taught his descendants, his children, to also protect the monkeys - but he knew that those children might not abide by his will, so he persisted in surviving and surviving in the world -"

Just for this protection. "

"It's not that he's not afraid of death, he's obviously a child who's very afraid of pain."

"When the years cut into his body, it was very painful."

"But he is a good boy, a good boy who respects his teachers."

The boss said softly.

The dog barked, the dog's chin rested on the two dog's paws, and he sighed softly.

The world is not easy, Lord Gou sighed.

Xixi didn't know why, but she also sighed.

She couldn't help but think of a lot.

If one day her father who has been protecting her dies, then she will be like this temple-protecting corpse king.

Do you do your best to protect daddy?

Will it?

Xixi took a big bite of the rice ball!

Yes!

Emperor Xixi will definitely do it!

Inside Qitian Temple.

The internal space is vast and boundless.

In front of the sarcophagus, various powerful auras were constantly colliding, and everything seemed to be stagnant at this moment.

Completely quiet, completely frozen.

Lu Wenchang, the first emperor of Da Jing Dynasty, pressed the big dragon flag gun against the Ruyi golden cudgel, stretched his neck, and saw the opened sarcophagus lid——··——·

His eyes fell inside.

However, the expression on Lu Wenchang's face was completely frozen.

because---·

Lu Wenchang met his eyes.

A pair of huge, golden eyes opened wide.

Just a glance.

Lu Wenchang felt as if the will in his mind had completely left his body, as if it had been beaten to pieces by a terrifying force!

"ah--!!!'

With a scream, Lu Wenchang spurted a large mouthful of blood from his mouth.

Holding the big dragon flag gun in his hand, he retreated quickly.

Kick, kick, kick.

Every step he takes will trample the floor masonry of Qitian Temple, causing cracks that expand like spider webs.

This shrill scream——...

But it scared everyone.

The three powerful men, the cicada-patterned ascetic, the female Guanyin, and the priest of Wushen Mountain, who joined forces to suppress the Ghost Emperor of the Underworld but were always paying attention to the situation in Coffin Ning, made the hairs on their hair stand on end!

They looked at Lu Wenchang, who was running and retreating.

Then they saw the late Emperor Dajing. The golden light of luck all over his body was shattered, his eyes exploded, countless blood flowed down, and a huge gap was cut between his eyebrows.

The soul of heaven and earth is destroyed every inch within it————

Such a miserable situation!

They couldn't care less about entangled with Li Che anymore.

Lu Wenchang's tragic situation has explained everything!

There's something wrong with that sarcophagus!

Or rather.—

Qitian Temple God—

Really come back from the dead!

"escape!"

The cicada-patterned ascetic who shouted loudest before Ronglong put away his golden bowl, turned around and fled quickly towards the outside of the strange temple.

And the Ghost Emperor of the Underworld, Li Che, was suddenly ignored.

Li Che held the three-pointed, two-edged sword in his hand, and the blade could not help but tremble.

He turned to look at the sarcophagus.

“Pa—a dry palm covered with monkey hair slapped the edge of the sarcophagus.

The extremely strong sarcophagus, I don’t know what kind of tough material it is made of——·——·

Just the lid of the coffin required Li Che to use all his strength to push it.

In one click, a crack appeared.

Li Che's eyes narrowed.

Between heaven and earth, the breath seems to have become incomparably stagnant, as if it is completely frozen!

An unparalleled pressure and an unimaginable divine power filled the air.

Dong dong dong is the sound of heart beating.

It's like the beating of war drums, but the sound is rhythmic, as if all the heart rhythms are controlled...

It's like it will explode with the beating of the war drum faster and faster.

Li Che's Wugou Heart Dao Fruit trembled, and his seven-orificed Exquisite Heart spread divine power, allowing him to easily get rid of the restrictions.

But he couldn't help but show a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Lu Wenchang, whose eyes were stained with blood, as well as the cicada-patterned ascetic, the female Guanyin, and the priest of Wushen Mountain who fled to the door of the strange temple in the blink of an eye...

They all felt uncomfortable and their whole bodies became chaotic.

"Run away!"

Boom! ! !

The door of Qitian Temple suddenly closed!

The terrifying roar set off a raging wind.

The three venerables of the Second Catastrophe God Tribulation Realm were severely swept away.

Lu Wenchang's eyes were stained with blood. He couldn't see anything. Even the soul of heaven and earth was shattered, and he couldn't sense anything——.——

He lost his sense of the world!

The dignified Lord Tribulation, the God of Two Disasters, actually lost his perception of the world.

What a terrible thing.

Suddenly.——

In the sarcophagus.

The Hunyuan Ruyi golden cudgel suddenly became longer, and there was a pop...——

It penetrated Lu Wenchang's chest.

Then, with Lu Wenchang's body, he slammed into the closed door of Qitian Temple.

There was a dull thud.

Lu Wenchang lost all hope of life and died completely.

And in the sarcophagus.

A skinny, fur-covered monkey slowly sat up, leaning against the sarcophagus, with its furry arms on both sides. Its golden eyes were slightly dazed, and it first looked at Li Che.

He tilted his head.

Then, he turned his head and looked through the dome of the strange temple.

"throat-.""

"Foolish disciple."