The tiger arhat, the giant elephant arhat, and the northern arhat, returned to Wang Chen's side at this moment.

The three of them stood behind Wang Chen with a solemn expression, and sang Sanskrit in their mouths...

There are also waves of Sanskrit sounds above the sky, making the world appear so peaceful.

In the golden light, Ni Cang, who had no consciousness at all, finally reacted again.

At this moment, he completed the transformation process from birth to death and from death to life.

However, the birth and death in front of him made him lose his life, consciousness, and self, and the death and death in the future made him gain life and consciousness.

He lost himself and his memory.

From now on, he is just an Arhat, just the fourth Arhat in the Nine Heavens Holy Hall.

There is only one memory of him, that is, protection, and his consciousness is also protection.

His life has only one master, Wang Chen, only one home, Jiutian Holy Temple.

"The Arhat returns to his position..."

The majestic voice that made Wang Chen become familiar with at this moment exploded in the air of the Nine Heavens Holy Temple.

The Arhat returns to the throne, the fourth Arhat.

The Holy Church welcomed its fourth guardian arhat.

At this moment, the temple condensed again and the scope expanded again.

Nowadays, there are four arhats in the holy altar, and the range has expanded from one thousand meters to three or four kilometers, and the degree of toughness has been greatly improved.

This is the benefit of Arhats.

"The Arhat returns to his position."

As the majestic voice fell, Ni Cang merged his hands and said piously, his voice was meticulous.

Immediately afterwards, his figure flashed and he came to Wang Chen and stood quietly, as if waiting for Wang Chen.

"The fourth arhat, after your name, Ni Cang, you are Ni Cang's arhat."

Looking at Ni Cang, Wang Chen said lightly.

Buzz...

As Wang Chen finished speaking, the holy energy surged in the Nine Heavens Holy Hall, and the golden light shone brightly.

Ni Cang Arhat, the fourth Arhat, finally returned to his position.

"Okay, go back."

Immediately afterwards, Wang Chen waved his hand and said lightly.

The battle is over.

The ending made Wang Chen feel extremely relaxed, and Wang Chen feels a little uncomfortable.

It seems that he is really a strong man now, at least he is no longer comparable to an ordinary magical warrior...

After Wang Chen finished speaking, the four Arhats turned into four streams of light, and disappeared from Wang Chen's sight in a blink of an eye.

The Arhat returns to his throne and the Holy Temple disappears.

Wang Chen, at this moment, returned to Yaowang Mountain again and stood at the foot of the mountain.

Looking at the white and stubborn face in the distance, Wang Chen smiled and walked towards him.

Ni Cang died, and the crisis was eliminated.

But, is this crisis really lifted?

Just when Wang Chen came to Bai Zhan's side, a sharp sound of breaking through the air came from the sky in the distance.

The next moment, a roar came: "Wu, Wang Chen, where can I go? I will die..."

The anger contained in this anger can be imagined, and the excitement contained in it is beyond words.

Swish... But in a blink of an eye, this figure was less than a hundred meters away from Wang Chen.

"Fengli..."

At this moment, when he heard the roar and looked at the figure coming through the air, Wang Chen's face changed drastically.

He couldn't even help but exclaim.

Ni Cang had just been eradicated, and the danger had just fallen, but at this moment, a new danger... seemed to appear again.
Chapter completed!