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Zhang Hongtian's back was straight, and his voice was calm: "If you don't believe me... try it!"

"you dare……"

Clenching his teeth, Venerable White roared.

"Dare you dare, you can try! I, Zhang Hongtian, have never dared since my debut. If you don't believe me, ask them!"

With a slight smile, Zhang Hongtian pointed to several ancient sages of the Foreign Spirit Race.

"Humph!"

The Old Sage who spoke just now from the Foreign Spirit Race let out a cold snort with displeasure on his face.

"This should be the old ghost..."

Hearing the voice, Zhang Xuan recognized it.

This guy, when he complimented the ancient sage Yan Qing just now, he felt that his voice was a little familiar. Now he was talking to Zhang Hongtian, and he remembered that it was the old ghost who was attacked by him and left blood.

"You really dare to do anything. By the way, Venerable White, how did I hear that a large number of your descendants were tamed by the Zhang family's descendants outside the altar?" come over.

"Tame? What did you say?"

Venerable White was taken aback for a moment, and a roar sounded.

Obviously, this matter was not known.

"If you don't believe me, take a look, those juniors who were sent to Xingtan, are they still here? Maybe they can be contacted?" The corner of Yu Laogui's mouth raised.

The last time I was designed by that human race boy, I was hurt by a sword, and I have long been upset. Now I have the opportunity to provoke, so I will not let it go.

Venerable White stared with wolf eyes, turned his head and ordered an ancient holy beast behind him, and after a while, the holy beast said something in its ear, and his face immediately sank, looking straight in the direction of Zhang Xuan Come.

Eyes are like a furnace, burning all the wasteland.

"Lying down the gun..."

Zhang Xuan was speechless.

He is just a small person in the golden body state, you many ancient sages are fighting, why are you pulling me...

"Have you tamed his disciples?"

Seeing that its gaze was ferocious, looking directly at this junior named Zhang Xuan, recalling the experience outside the Dacheng Hall, Zhang Hongtian couldn't help but look over.

The holy beasts outside the Great Accomplishment Hall are not strong, and they are not the descendants of Venerable White. It is different for those who can go to the altar.

The importance of the Xingtan is self-evident. Those who can be sent to it are the existences at the peak of one side's power. Could it be possible that this junior, even such a proud genius, can be tamed?

"That's its disciple? I don't know... When I went to the apricot altar just now, I saw a group of holy beasts being beaten by the apricot tree. Seeing that they were about to be killed, I moved with compassion and rescued them ...In order to be grateful for the life-saving grace, they all surrendered...It seems that there is no white fox!"

Zhang Xuan said.

Surrender because he used the method of beating and taming animals. Of course, it is obviously inconvenient to say that at this time.

"Compassion? Grace to save lives?" Zhang Hongtian couldn't bear it any longer: "Haha, well done!"

Whether the other party is telling the truth, as an ancient sage, he can naturally tell at a glance. What makes him laugh is that this Venerable White was so arrogant just now, and the next moment, his disciples and grandchildren were tamed by his descendants...

Don't slap your face too fast!

"Honorable White, look at your juniors, they have surrendered to my juniors. Otherwise, I will give you a chance to submit to me and become my beast pet. There are two places... I will give you two when the time comes. There is no opinion!"

Holding back his smile, Zhang Hongtian looked over.

"you wanna die……"

Hearing the ridicule, Venerable White couldn't bear it any longer. With a roar, his tall figure leaped up and tore at Zhang Hongtian.

There were pitch-black paw prints in the air, and the space was torn apart.

Also the Old Sage, this Venerable White is obviously very strong.

"Whether you want to die or not, it's not up to you, but to me..."

Not minding it, Zhang Hongtian smiled lightly, and with a flick of the long sword on his waist, without taking it out of its sheath, he flicked lightly, and with the scabbard on, he stabbed forward.

Woohoo!

The sword qi howled and collided with the hoof and claw.

Boom boom boom!

A large pitch-black gap appeared in the space, and Venerable White couldn't help taking a step back. Just as he was about to continue to charge forward, he saw Yan Qing, who had just spoken, swayed and came to the middle.

With a swipe of the palm, a barrier appeared, like two curtains, blocking the way of the two of them.

"Okay, the most important thing for us now is to enter the main hall, not to fight. I really want to fight, and we can talk about it later! Don't hurt your peace now!"

Standing up both palms, Yan Qing said lightly.

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After trying it out, Zhang Hongtian found that the barrier in front of him was as hard as iron. He knew that Yan Qing's strength was indeed far superior to his own, so he snorted: "Since the ancient sage Yan Qing spoke, I don't care about you for the time being!"

After speaking, with a flick of his wrist, the long sword was hung on his waist again, and he returned to the sky above the Famed Master Hall, calm and calm, as if he was not angry because of what happened just now.

Move like a cunning rabbit, quiet like a virgin.

Every move of this Hongtian ancestor contains deep meaning.

He seemed to know that his own strength was not Zhang Hongtian's opponent, let alone the old sage Yan Qing in front of him. Venerable White flicked his thick tail, and returned to the group of holy beasts with a full face, not daring to talk nonsense .

"The main hall of the Confucian Temple has appeared, and we have not entered yet. We will fight to the death. The gain outweighs the loss!"

Seeing them stop, the ancient sage Yan Qing withdrew his palm, smiled slightly, and looked at everyone again: "Come back to business, since everyone has understood how to open the main hall, then, how to allocate the entry quota must be made in advance!"

"Old Sage Yan Qing said this, so he must have been calculating in his heart. If you have any ideas, just say it directly. If it is suitable, everyone will agree!"

Seeing him talk about distribution again, Zhang Hongtian frowned and said.

"Yes, I do have some ideas!" The ancient sage Yan Qing smiled: "Through the six branch halls, we should all know that even if the main hall is opened, there are restrictions left by Master Kong himself. There is no handed down celestial talisman. Get into it!"

Everyone nodded at the same time.

They have tried all the six branch halls of the Confucian Temple. Without the heavenly talisman passed down from generation to generation, or the corresponding special physique, it is impossible to enter it, especially for them, once they make a move, they will suffer even more severe backlash!

Although the ancient sage is very strong, he is still far behind Master Kong who left the ruins.