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Sixty-one, the heart of the sky changed, Wang Chong decided(2/2)

As an outstanding disciple, he personally carried the coffin for Taoist Tianxin, so he knew the back mountain as much as he knew it.

He stepped on the lotus throne, broke into the back mountain, and walked around, and couldn't help but feel cold in his heart. He thought to himself, "Why is the ancestor gone? Where have they all gone?"

Wang Chong's thoughts were like lightning. He remembered that he met Dayuan Taoist and his fellow disciples at the foot of Mount Emei, and he couldn't help but feel a little cold.

"Tianxin Temple came out in full bloom, I was afraid I went to Mount Emei..."

At this moment, Yan Tianzhu suddenly gave a chill: "It's too late to Mount Emei. Go back to Dulong Temple to seek the Tianfu Book and Zhoutian Dao Seal. If you can seek the Taoist Dharma of Daoren Yang, it will be even more auspicious."

Wang Chong asked in shock: "Why can't you have time?"

Yan Dzizhu answered very quickly this time: "These idiots must have been discovered by Emei long ago. It is only easy to ask about your identity. If you went to the Poison Dragon Temple early, you could still get a glimmer of opportunity before Emei sent a message to Lingsour. If you delayed one trip to Emei, you would be dreamy and the moon would be empty!"

Wang Chong's mind was like lightning, and he was also a very decisive person. He made a decision immediately. He returned to Tianxin Temple without hesitation, urged the Great Technique of Swallowing the Sea, and a blue wave to collect all the disciples of Tianxin Temple who were trapped in the Nine Crow Nightmare Art.

He activated the talented magic of floating in the sky and went all out to attack the Poison Dragon Temple.

Wang Chong was also impatient and activated the floating sky sea to the limit. The giant whale demon's magic power was powerful, and he was not afraid of consumption.

Along the way, he kept thinking about what it would be like if the situation was the worst, and if there was still a glimmer of hope, how should he snatch it? If it was just worrying about nothing and what hadn't happened yet, what should he do!

This time, I was relatively silent, just occasionally giving him a cool voice. It is worth the word "fast", or two words "faster", or three words "more faster".
Chapter completed!
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