Chapter 237

At the foot of Kunlun mountain.

Outside the inn.

All the warriors have been numbed by the earthquake.

First, the xuanku monk of Shaolin Temple chased and killed the four great masters of the evil way for tens of thousands of miles. Then the evil emperor of the world was born again 70 years ago. Then the evil emperor who appeared not only didn't fight xuanku, but killed the four great masters of the evil way with one hand.

Finally, what makes many martial arts people even more appalled is that the evil emperor actually bows to someone in the Inn and calls him "adult" respectfully and respectfully....

seventy years ago, the evil emperor was already the peak of a product, almost touching the transformation of a peerless strong man. Now, seventy years later, even if the evil emperor is not a product of great perfection, I'm afraid it's not far away There are not many people in the world, let alone adults.

If this scene is spread out, it will shake the whole world.

The hearts of countless warriors beat faster, and their eyes swept the inn. One idea after another flashed in their hearts. What kind of demeanor would it be to make the evil emperor, who was in power all over the world, say "Lord"?

At the moment, the chubby innkeeper, also on the second floor of the inn, felt stiff and shivering.

What does it mean for the evil emperor to make a deep bow to the inn? How can the chubby innkeeper not know?

"Myth."

"At least a Wulin myth is in the inn..."

the fat innkeeper's forehead overflowed with cold sweat, and he just felt as if he had been in a crisis of life and death.

A Wulin myth entered the inn. If he had any dissatisfaction with him just now, I'm afraid the owner of the inn would have died long ago and could not die any more.

"No wonder, no wonder the breath of the evil emperor just disappeared. It turned out that he was captured by a Wulin myth..." the owner of chughu inn only felt that all his doubts had been explained.

The rest of the warriors in the inn were tongue tied and shivering.

They didn't think as much as the innkeeper, but they also realized that there was a person in the inn that they couldn't afford.

"Who is it?"

Xuanku is like a great enemy. If it's just the evil emperor, he thinks that he can cope with it with the wooden sword the size of a palm left by Su Qin. But now, looking at the posture of the evil emperor, it's obvious that there are others standing behind him.

And the strength of this man must be far beyond the evil emperor, which is likely to be the existence of myth level.

The next moment.

Under the gaze of all the warriors, a slender and straight figure slowly came out of the inn.

Boom!!!

A fear that seemed to burst out from the depths of life filled everyone's heart in a moment. Many warriors fell on their knees with a puff and felt that the figure coming out of the inn was like an immortal, which could not be looked directly at and speculated.

"Zun, Zun..."

only xuanku opened his eyes, which was unbelievable.

At this moment, the slender and straight figure coming out of the inn is the venerable one who left Shaolin Temple more than 20 years ago.

"Let's go together."

"It's not convenient to talk here."

Su Qin glanced at xuanku and turned to leave.

"Yes."

Xuanku immediately followed.

The evil emperor hesitated for a moment. He really didn't have the courage to take this opportunity to escape. He could only follow xuanku.

Until Su Qin several people leave completely.

On the field many martial arts just barely recovered. When they saw the slender figure coming out of the inn just now, they felt that they were staring at a big day, and even their eyes began to sting, not to mention the wisp of fear that filled their hearts.

"Myth, this is the myth of Wulin..." the warrior trembled with excitement, and his face was full of excitement.

When the rest of the warriors heard this, their heart beat faster.

If you can make the evil emperor respectful and respectful, and just stand there, you can make all the martial artists kneel on the ground and can't look directly at you. I'm afraid only the legend of Wulin can do it.

"I don't know who it is? The myth of Chang'an City? Or the venerable of Shaolin Temple? "

As time went on, some of the fighters came back and joined the discussion.

For these warriors, not to mention the myths of the Wulin, even the upper three realms are far away. At this moment, they actually witness the existence of a mythical level, which is enough to boast for a lifetime.

"Isn't the master of Shaolin Temple long gone across the sea? Should it be the myth of Chang'an City? " The armed man expressed his opinion.

"No, if it's the myth of Chang'an City, there's no need to rescue the xuanku monk."

The second warrior questioned.

At this moment, some of the martial arts have come to realize that the reason why the evil emperor gave his hand to the four great masters of the evil way is that he wanted to save xuanku.

But the myth of Chang'an City has nothing to do with xuanku. Only the venerable of Shaolin Temple can do this."Whether it's the myth of Chang'an city or the venerable of Shaolin Temple, this time the hall of war god was born, there's a good play to watch..."

this is a saying.

The eyes of many warriors were bright.

Indeed.

Now the temple of God of war is about to be born. At this time, a mythical existence came here just for the temple of God of war.

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while the warriors were talking about it.

Su Qin has already brought xuanku and others to an ancient tree.

"I've seen the venerable..." xuanku saluted Su Qin and was very excited. If it wasn't for Su Qin who helped him to mend the mind of Buddha and guide his way of practice, I'm afraid he would still be reciting Buddhist scriptures in Shaolin Temple at the moment. How could he have made such achievements.

"Get up."

Su Qin waved his hand.

Next, Su Qin asked some questions about what happened to Shaolin Temple in recent years, and xuanku answered truthfully one by one.

For more than 20 years, Shaolin Temple has been relying on the heritage left by Su Qin, and then revived with the help of the tide of vitality. It has gained several great masters, and even Abbot Huiwen has begun to touch the level of transformation.

As for other things....

Shaolin Temple is still green and ancient, and time passes slowly. Except for more experts, it is almost the same as twenty years ago.

It is worth mentioning that Shaolin Temple has begun to recruit students of the Ming generation.

The disciples of the "Ming" generation are the descendants of the "Xuan" generation. Su Qin, as a disciple of the "Zhen" generation, has already been placed in the ranks of the ancestors.

"What do you know about the temple of war?"

Su Qin glanced at the top of Kunlun Mountain and asked casually.

"The temple of war?"

Xuanku shook his head and said truthfully, "my Lord, I didn't come to Kunlun Mountain for the temple of God of war."

When the temple of war was born, the whole world would be shocked. At that time, many old monsters would show up and want to enter the temple of war god and get the chance. At least the top-notch master who has been transformed once has hope.

Although xuanku has unlimited potential, he is still too young after all. Even though he has terrible talent, compared with those old monsters who have lived for 1788 years, or even more than 190 years, and are close to the end of life, he is still a little less accumulated.

"My Lord."

"I know something about the temple of war."

At this time, the evil emperor standing next to him was careful.

"Tell me about it." Su Qin looked at the evil emperor and said faintly. In any case, the temple of war has been handed down from the last tidal era.

Although Su Qin had great confidence in himself, he would not be too arrogant. He wanted to know more about the temple of God of war.

"My Lord."

"As far as I know."

"In the temple of the God of war, there are not no living beings."

The evil emperor hesitated and said quickly.

"Oh?"

"Go on!"

Su Qin looks the same.

"You mean there are living creatures in the temple of the God of war?" Next to xuanku, he was surprised and couldn't believe it.

The temple of war is opened only once every 1000 years. In such a long period of time, even the myth of Wulin or the Lord of Rohan has long died. How can there be living creatures?

"Thousands of years ago, a patriarch of my evil way once entered the temple of war god, and came out alive, leaving a record that there was a creature named magic dragon in the temple of war god in Yanming."

The evil emperor felt Su Qin's eyes and immediately said everything he knew without hesitation.

"Magic dragon?"

The dark bitter pupil shrinks.

Since ancient times, the dragon has always been a mythical creature, which symbolizes power. The magic dragon in the temple of the God of war, with the word "dragon", is obviously far beyond the imagination of ordinary warriors.

"Not bad."

The evil emperor nodded solemnly: "there is a magic dragon in the hall of God of war. If you want to get a real chance in the hall of God of war, you must get the approval of the magic dragon."

When the evil emperor said this, he had a bitter look on his face: "according to the records of the ancestor of my evil way, the magic dragon in the temple of the God of war is so terrifying that it may have surpassed the common martial arts myth..."

when the evil emperor said this, he took a careful look at Su Qin.

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