Chapter 58

Kun Peng played with the golden invitation in his hand and looked at Styx with a determined look in his face. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"You are so sure, have you been there?"

Styx nodded: "yes, Taoist friend, I have indeed been to the cast temple, and as soon as the cast Temple appeared, I went!"

Kunpeng's face was positive, and he immediately became interested: "friend of the Styx River, sit down!"

He stretched out his hand and a huge throne appeared in the air.

After the Styx River sat down, a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes, but for a moment, it soon disappeared.

He said in his heart, since you must mention that you attacked me for no reason, and you used to spend my Asura people, is it not too much for me to find an enemy for you now?

Kunpeng said, "friend of the Styx River, how about the temple? It's as magical as his invitation says?"

Styx nodded: "yes, the casting temple is in the chaos beyond thirty-three days. There is a mysterious power and a melting pot of heaven and earth that can improve the level of magic weapons."

Kunpeng was surprised: "if he can open up a palace in chaos, doesn't it mean that he is at the same level as the Taoist ancestor?"

"Wrong! And you're wrong!"

"Please dispel your doubts!"

Styx looked solemn: "I heard that even the Taoist ancestors have been to the temple to strengthen weapons. Do you think the master of the temple will be at the same level as the Taoist ancestors?"

Kunpeng's eyes widened slightly: "Taoist friends, don't take advantage of me!"

He felt incredible. Since the beginning of the world, he had never heard of a power stronger than Daozu!

"Hiss!" Styx hissed.

"I knew Tao you didn't believe it, just look!"

Zheng!

A sword roared through the northern underworld.

Then a wave of killing broke out, sweeping Kunpeng's nest, and the goblins and vines within a thousand miles were scared.

Kun Peng was stunned by the sudden sword light. He couldn't resist the impulse to burst out and looked at the source of the cold!

"This is a nose sword?"

"Exactly!" old Styx looked proud. He was very satisfied with Kunpeng's response, and took out all the objects. If you don't believe it, you have to believe it.

After Kunpeng reconfirmed, he was surprised: "hiss, do you mean that your sword was strengthened from the temple to the congenital treasure?"

"That's right!"

Kunpeng felt his huge heart beating violently!

"Good, good! Friends of the Styx River, please introduce me to the temple of casting!"

"It should have been!"

In the land of Beiming, Kunpeng spreads his wings and rises up in the wind!

Zixiao palace.

The purple air is everywhere, and the auspicious air is in the air.

On the purple * * * sat four people, Sanqing sage and Nu Wa.

The four waited quietly for Hongjun to come.

The original Heavenly Master glanced at the Supreme Master and then glanced at the leader of Tongtian cult. He endured the anger in his heart and scattered it to the two saints in the West who had not yet arrived.

"Those two people in the West have such a big shelf!" there was a dissatisfaction in the eyes of the primitive God.

The four of them came early, but the two guys in the West haven't seen anyone yet.

The supreme mother's eyes were closed, the immortal light on the top was diffuse, and the spirit of Da Luo was sprinkled. The Golden Wheel of merit and virtue of human education hung behind her head and turned slowly. It seemed as if she had not heard the complaint of the original God, so she closed her eyes and refreshed herself.

The leader of Tongtian sect, dressed in black, looked at his nose and heart, and directly ignored the original God.

Empress Nuwa was dressed in a blue Luo Feiyun Xia dress, with Phoenix eyebrows on her temples and a trace of curiosity in her eyes.

"Three senior brothers, do you know what the teacher ordered us to do?"

She usually lives in the emperor's daughter wa palace and devotes herself to cultivation. She is not interested in what has happened outside, and she doesn't bother to pay attention to it.

It was not until Hongjun summoned the saints that she walked out of the wahuangtian.

The primitive God pondered, "I think it should be related to the cast temple!"

"Oh? The name is a little familiar." Nu Wa thought for a while. She suddenly remembered the mysterious invitation she had thrown aside.

"Cast temple? Is there really this place?" Nu Wa's eyes showed a touch of curiosity.

"Well, yes!"

"The temple of casting, like Zixiao palace, is also thirty-three days away. Have you received the invitation compared with younger martial sister Nu Wa?"

Nu Wa nodded and said, "yes, I didn't take it seriously!"

She then said, "after all, the content of the invitation is too mysterious. No serious person will believe it!"

Suddenly, she felt that the hall was very quiet.

Then she saw the embarrassment on the face of the original God and the silent Tongtian leader.

She didn't understand what was going on. She immediately said, "Nuwa's unintentional words, two senior brothers, don't take them seriously!"

"Cough!"

At an awkward moment, a cough came from the door of Zixiao palace.

Only two extremely miserable figures came slowly.

The primitive God looked discontented and said, "pick up, zhunti, you two are late!"

"Cough!" then lead and zhunti went to their own futon and sat down with a pale face and a deep foot and a shallow foot.

Zhunti glanced at the leader of Tongtian cult with a look of hatred, and then explained to the primitive God:

"The west is remote. I hurried to come when I received the teacher's decree. I didn't expect to be late. Unlike you, close water and platform."

"Are you hurt?" the original God didn't answer, but looked at the two haggard people.

Then he looked bitter and said, "elder martial brother, I don't know. We were miserable in the cast temple!"

As soon as this remark came out, the Supreme Master who closed his eyes and refreshed himself, and Tongtian and Nuwa were immediately attracted. If you say this, I'll be interested!

There was a movement in the heart of the original Heavenly Master. Were they unlucky?

The leader of Tongtian sect blinked and looked interested: "Oh? How did you get trapped? Tell me, let me be happy!"

In fact, he had a conclusion in his heart. He just wanted to be angry with these two guys.

Tongtian didn't speak. Fortunately, as soon as he spoke, zhunti and Jieyin immediately glared at each other: "Tongtian, a good apprentice you taught!"

The whole sky was stunned, then his face sank, and the sword intention in his eyes moved: "my disciple? Self interception and dissolution, where are there disciples?"

Zhunti's breath stagnated. He remembered that this was Zixiao palace. Tongtian dared not be presumptuous here. He said: "then Zhao Gongming cheated us, resulting in the loss of our details. Didn't you teach it as a master?"

"Poof!" the originally gloomy face suddenly laughed!

Must be angry and point to the sky: "you!"

The leader of Tongtian cult said with a smile: "hum, everyone knows to accept when it's good. Why don't you know this truth? Is it because you are greedy and confused?"

"Hum!" zhunti choked, snorted coldly, and stopped talking.

Then he turned his eyes and looked at the original God: "elder martial brother, can I borrow you to seal the God list? It's right here!"

The original stared at Jieyin's eyes for a long time and spit out two words in the eyes of Jieyin and zhunti: "don't borrow!"

Can you lend it to others? Think of good things!