Chapter 209 What’s Going On?

"I think this monk seems to be ambushing others."

Qiu Qiren, who had regained his composure, walked over, rubbing his chest.

His strength is also at the Golden Body level. Although Baler is strong, he cannot kill with one strike. Qiu Qi Ren is not that weak either. As a protagonist who has enjoyed an "adventure", he has some secrets after all.

"Aren't you from the Confucian sect?"

On the ground, Baler, who was beaten by the stone man and doubted his life, collapsed on the ground. When he heard this, he subconsciously asked in reply.

"Confucianism?"

Wu Chong also saw it, but the result was not important to him.

Daisetsuji is his enemy anyway.

This is true.

"If it weren't for the Zhenwu Cult's spell that blocked it!!"

Bale said bitterly that the spells of Zhenwu Cult had a great influence on the traps set by Daxue Temple. Originally, people like Bale and others could use the power of the 'fake heart', but now this power They were all blocked by the spells of Zhenwu Cult.

In the courtyard, Moga and Mojia, who were watching the results of the test from behind, were silent. Glancing at the ferocious stone man outside, neither of them said they wanted to go out to help.

I believe Bale can understand it too.

The inner court.

King Canglan sensed the fighting in the entire Daxue Temple.

Everything went according to his plan.

In the Zen room to the northwest, Ding Wushang waved his hand to break through a layer of defense. There is a square table in this dilapidated small room. On the table is a heart exuding a gray aura. This heart is beating slowly, and every beat will affect the emotions of those who are close to it.

"Donor, please stay."

The sudden appearance of the four great monks Jin Yuan filled up the first hole that was penetrated.

The time for half a stick of incense has not ended yet. The trap set by King Canglan must not be broken, otherwise it will affect the subsequent plan.

Ding Wushang's strength from the Zhenwu Sect was somewhat beyond expectations, so Jin Yuan had no choice but to take action himself.

"Monk Jinyuan."

Ding Wushang recognized the origin of the old monk.

The four great monks beside King Canglan were the guards assigned to him by the Daqi royal family. Each of them is a strong man who has exceeded the limit of the Yuanshen realm. The most important thing is that these four monks have been exposed to the power of the ancient gods, and they can no longer be judged by the pure Yuanshen realm.

Bang! !

Without saying any nonsense, Ding Wushang turned around and slapped Monk Jin Yuan on the face.

The expected retreat did not occur. Ding Wushang's palm hit Monk Jin Yuan. Instead, it was like hitting a copper bell, and there was a deep muffled sound.

"Good, good, good."

The skin on Monk Jinyuan's face began to peel off, revealing the layers of pattern-like metal core inside, with circuit-like veins flowing inside.

This old monk can no longer be considered a human being.

"A monster created by the Daqi royal family."

Ding Wushang flew back to his original position, and the aura on his body began to become stronger.

He came in to disrupt the situation. As long as he could hold Monk Jin Yuan back, it would be considered a success.

The 'ambitious' owner of Famous Sword Villa flashed in his mind.

That's all I can help you with.

"Your Majesty, the True Martial Arts Sect's Desolate God Talisman has begun to dissipate."

The old monk next to King Canglan noticed the changes.

"Um."

King Canglan was very satisfied with this feeling of having everything under control. As long as he meets the tasks assigned by his brother this time, his status in the royal family can be further improved. When the time comes that he comes into contact with the Ancient God, he will be able to take that step and even hope to win that chair.

Each of the four "fake hearts" hides the enemy in a trap, and there are people fighting there.

The screen just kept turning, and when they reached the courtyard where the first one hundred and eight monks were, King Canglan was stunned.

In the courtyard, monks lay scattered on the ground.

The surrounding houses were all collapsed, and the scene was extremely tragic. The most important thing was that among the one hundred and eight monks, not a single one was left standing.

what's the situation.

Here are the 108 monks I arranged for you! !

Even one hundred and eight pigs could not lose so quickly.

"Something happened, Golden Elephant, you go."

King Canglan looked gloomy.

He couldn't understand at all that a Jianghu sect that came out of nowhere could be so troublesome. If this gap is not filled, the follow-up plan will be completely impossible. Thinking of the terror of the imperial brother, King Canglan couldn't help but shudder.

"yes!"

Another one of the three old monks walked out from behind.

"die!"

Gongsun Qianju swung the soft sword in his hand, bringing up a string of blood beads. The monk in front of him covered his throat and fell back unwillingly.

"Finally dead."

After killing the last person, Gongsun Qianju gasped for breath.

He took out a jade slip from his arms. This was a treasure given to him by the scholar in green, which could confirm the location of the 'Heart of the Aragami'. He was confident in driving everyone away because this thing was in his hands.

After looking at the slip in his hand and confirming that it was in the right place, Gongsun Qianju raised his head and looked feverishly at the gray heart flashing in the stone pavilion in front of him.

"I didn't expect it to be so easy."

He walked over and grabbed the heart inside the stone pavilion. A large amount of pollution belonging to the 'Aragami' eroded along his arms and into his body.

Confirmed.

That's right, it's the purest form of Aragami's 'pollution'.

With the integration of the Aragami's aura, a large number of fleshy sprouts appeared on Gongsun Qianju's body. These fleshy sprouts were like conscious tentacles, twisting crazily. From a distance, this senior executive of the academy has begun to deviate from the category of normal people.

"Ha ha!!"

Become a god!

Gongsun Qianju couldn't help but laugh.

Didn't he put so much effort into coming here just for this opportunity to become a god? I thought it would take some hardships, but I didn't expect it to be so easy.

Those old guys in the academy overestimate the people of the royal family.

With the infusion of the Desolate God's aura, the aura on Gongsun Qianju's body became stronger and stronger.

After reaching a certain critical point, the pollution suddenly stopped, and then began to retreat crazily. Gongsun Qianju, who had previously turned into a monster, returned to his human form in just a few breaths. The desolate god pollution that had eroded into his body quickly gathered up and was swallowed up by the jade slip in his hand again.

He was testing the authenticity of the 'heart' just now.

Now that it has been confirmed, Gongsun Qianju will no longer hold back.

From the time he came in until now, the time for half a stick of incense has almost run out. Although he asked Xu Si and his team to spread false signals to entrap the people of the Zhenwu Sect, this method will not last long.

It would be a long night and many dreams, so he decided to take action now.

The figure flickered, and a translucent shadow came out of the body. It was Gongsun Qianju's soul.

Looking back, I saw an old, decayed body standing still in the same place.

Compared with the carefree state of the soul, the physical body is like a prison. But the fragile soul body cannot survive forever without the physical body. This is a common problem among all martial arts practitioners, and its destructive power is far stronger than the physical body.

"The flesh is decaying. If you don't take this step, you will eventually die."

Gongsun Qianju didn't want to die, so he wanted to 'become a god' and take that dream step!