From ancient times to the present, from this world to outside the domain, thousands of swords gathered together.

Then, like a heavy rain, it penetrated into the earth.

In just a few breaths, a terrifying and majestic sword temple was born.

Sword energy!

A series of unique sword energy surged out, and it was forced to the earth, creating a illusion world that looked like the purgatory of the Senluo, with only the sword in it eternal.

Any creature must first pass the test of kendo if it wants to enter.

Terrifying and great!

This is a temple!

A temple belonging to the sword!

Compared with that so-called cold railway site, it is like fireflies and bright moon, vulnerable.

After the Silver-level Wujian Taoist Temple fell from the sky, the scene once again fell into an awkward situation.

After that void portal, the owner of Xiantie Villa held his breath hard and tried hard to eliminate his sense of existence.

I kept muttering: "You can't see me, you can't see me, it's okay, my face doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt."

Although the fat man's owner is good at comforting himself, he cannot escape everyone's eyes.

In the dark, the "slap" sound was always sounding, but it was different from what everyone expected to hit Li Shaoyang in the face, and it was Li Shaoyang's opponent.

At this time, everyone remembered what Li Shaoyang said before.

"When it comes to slapping in the face, this sect is so powerful."

Everyone, including those who came from the Void Portal, just thought that Li Shaoyang was bragging.

Unexpectedly, Li Shaoyang is really awesome.

Just when a group of monks in Fenglingzhou believed that after the shock of the Wujian Taoist Temple, people from the three ancient states would calm down.

At this moment, new changes emerged.

Buzz!

More than a dozen void portals flashed at the same time.

It seemed as if all these people had agreed, and the next moment, they launched an attack on Li Shaoyang at the same time.

Of course, it is not a combat attack. In those water mirrors, the strongest features of the four types of immortal sects emerged.

All kinds of arrogant and sarcastic voices were heard at the same time.

"President Li, a temple is nothing. We say that if you are poor in the Didi Sect, it is poor, and you have to recognize it even if you don't recognize it."

"That's right, if you come out and get beaten, you will stand up straight."

"I've seen clearly that Master Li is the difference between you and us, the four real immortal sects."

"The so-called rustic bun is about your Didi Sect."
Chapter completed!