Under the Kunlun Mountains.

Outside the inn.

All the warriors have been numb by the shock.

First, the Xuanku sage monk of Shaolin Temple chased and killed the four great masters of the evil path for tens of thousands of miles, and then the evil emperor of the cholera world was born again 70 years ago. The four evil masters shot dead.

In the end, what made many warriors even more horrified was that the evil emperor actually bowed to someone in the inn, respectfully, and called ‘sir’...

Seventy years ago, the evil emperor was already the pinnacle of the first-rank, and he had almost touched the metamorphosis of a peerless powerhouse. Now that seventy years have passed, the evil emperor is not far away even if it is not the first-rank great perfection. With the strength of the evil emperor, In the whole world, there are not many people including Tao, let alone adults.

If the scene in front of you is spread, the world will inevitably shake.

The heartbeat of countless warriors speeded up, and their eyes swept across the inn, and thoughts flashed in their hearts quickly. What kind of grace should it be that the evil emperor who had crossed the world at that time was able to call it ‘adult’?

At this moment, the chubby inn owner, who was also on the second floor of the inn, only felt stiff and trembling.

What does it mean for the evil emperor to bow deeply toward the inn, how can the owner of the chubby inn know?

"myth."

"At least a martial arts myth is in the inn..."

The chubby inn owner was dripping with cold sweat on his forehead, and he only felt that he had just walked through the moment of life and death.

A martial arts myth entered the inn, and if there was any dissatisfaction with him just now, I am afraid that the owner of the inn would have died a long time ago.

"No wonder, it's no wonder that the evil emperor's breath just disappeared in a flash, it turned out to be caught by a martial arts myth..." The chubby inn owner only felt that all his doubts had been explained.

The other warriors in the inn were dumbfounded and trembling.

They did not have as many as the inn owner thought, but they also realized that there was an existence in the inn that they could not afford to provoke.

"Who is it?!"

Xuanku is like an enemy. If it was just the Evil Emperor, he thought that the palm-sized wooden sword left by Su Qin was enough to deal with it, but now, seeing the Evil Emperor's posture, there are obviously other people standing behind him.

Moreover, the strength of this person must be far superior to the evil emperor, and it is most likely a mythical existence.

next moment.

Under the gaze of all the warriors, a slender and tall figure slowly walked out of the inn.

boom! ! !

A moment of terror that seemed to burst from the depths of life filled everyone's minds, and many warriors slammed and knelt on the ground, feeling that the figure that came out of the inn looked like a fairy god.

Don't look directly,

Unpredictable.

"Venerable, Venerable..."

Only Xuan Ku opened his eyes wide, unbelievable.

At this moment, the slender and tall figure that walked out of the inn was the venerable who left Shaolin Temple more than 20 years ago.

"Let's go together."

"It's not convenient to talk here."

Su Qin glanced at Xuan Ku, then turned and left.

"Yes."

Xuan Ku immediately followed.

The evil emperor hesitated for a moment, and really didn't have the courage to take advantage of this opportunity to escape, so he could only follow behind Xuanku.

Until Su and Qin had left completely.

Many warriors on the field barely recovered. When they saw the slender figure walking out of the inn just now, they felt like they were watching the big day, and even their eyes started to tingle, not to mention the fear that permeated their hearts.

"Myth, this is the myth of martial arts..." A martial artist trembled with excitement and said with excitement.

When the other warriors heard this, their heartbeats suddenly accelerated.

The evil emperor can be so respectful, call it ‘sir’, and just stand there, make all the warriors on the court kneel on the ground, unable to look directly, I am afraid that only the legendary martial arts myth can do it.

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

As time passed, some warriors recovered and joined the discussion.

For these warriors, let alone the mythology of martial arts, even the upper three realms are far away. At this moment, witnessing the existence of a mythical level is enough to brag for a lifetime.

"Didn't the venerable Shaolin Temple have crossed the sea long ago? It should be the myth of Chang'an City?" A warrior said his opinion.

"No, if it's the myth of Chang'an City, there is no need to save the Xuanzang Saint Monk."

The second warrior questioned.

At this moment, some warriors have already reacted. The reason why the evil emperor made an attack on the four evil masters is probably to save Xuanku.

But the myth of Chang'an City has nothing to do with Xuanku, only the venerable Shaolin Temple can do this.

"Whether it is the myth of Chang'an City or the venerable Shaolin Temple, this time the Temple of War is born, there is a good show to watch..."

The words came out.

Many warriors' eyes lit up.

indeed.

Now that the God of War Temple is about to be born, at this time, a mythical existence came here, I am afraid it is for the Temple of War God.

......

And just when the warriors kept talking.

Su Qin already brought Xuan Ku and the others to an ancient tree.

"The disciple has seen the venerable..." Xuan Ku was very excited when he bowed to Su Qin with a Buddhist gift. If it hadn't been for Su Qin to supplement the Buddha's mind and guide his spiritual path, he would still be chanting Buddhist scriptures at Shaolin Temple at this moment, how could he have achieved such an achievement.

"Get up."

Su Qin waved his hand.

Then Su Qin asked some questions about what happened in Shaolin Temple in these years, and Xuan Ku answered truthfully.

For more than 20 years, Shaolin Temple relied on the heritage left by Su and Qin, and then revived with the help of vitality tides. There were a few more first-class masters, and even the abbot of Huiwen began to touch the level of transformation.

As for other things...

Shaolin Temple is still an ancient Buddha with a green lantern, and time has passed slowly. Except for some more masters, it is almost the same as it was 20 years ago.

It is worth mentioning that Shaolin Temple has begun recruiting disciples of the Ming generation.

The disciple of the "Ming" generation is the generation behind the disciple of the "Xuan" generation. As a disciple of the "zhen" generation, Su Qin is already among the masters.

"What do you know about the Temple of War?"

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

"Temple of War?"

Xuan Ku shook his head and said truthfully: "Sir, I am not here to Kunlun Mountain this time for the God of War Temple."

The birth of the Temple of War is bound to shock the world. By then, I don't know how many hidden old monsters have appeared, wanting to enter the Temple of War, and get the great opportunity in the Temple. At least the great master of the first grade who has transformed once has hope.

Although Xuanku has unlimited potential, he is still too young after all. Even though his talent is terrifying, he is still very much compared to the old monsters who have lived for one hundred and seventy and eighty years, or even one hundred and ninety years, close to the end of their life. A little bit of accumulation.

"grown ups."

"I know something about the Temple of War."

At this moment, the evil emperor standing respectfully next to him said cautiously.

"Talk about it." Su Qin looked at the evil emperor and said lightly. In any case, the Temple of the Gods of War has been passed down from the last vitality tide era to this day, and it should not be underestimated.

Although Su Qin had confidence in himself, he was not too arrogant, and still wanted to know more about the Temple of War.

"grown ups."

"as far as I know."

"In the Temple of War God, it is not that there are no creatures."

The evil emperor hesitated for a while and said quickly.

"Oh?"

"carry on!"

Su Qin's expression remained unchanged.

"You mean, there are living creatures in the Temple of the Gods of War?" Xuan Ku who was next to him was taken aback and couldn't believe it.

The Temple of the God of War only opens once every 1,000 years. With such a long time span, even if it is a martial arts myth or an Arhat Venerable, they are already old and dead. How can there be living things?

"Thousands of years ago, one of my evil ancestors once entered the Temple of War God and came out alive, leaving a record that there was a creature named Demon Dragon in the Temple of Yan Ming War."

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

"The magic dragon?"

Xuanku's pupils shrank.

Since ancient times, dragons have always been creatures in myths and legends, moving clouds and rain, symbolizing power. As for the magic dragon in the Temple of War, since it was stained with the word ‘dragon’, it was obviously far beyond the imagination of ordinary warriors.

"Not bad."

The evil emperor nodded solemnly: "There is a magic dragon guarding the temple of the **** of war. If you want to get a real chance in the temple of the **** of war, you must get the approval of the magic dragon."

When the evil emperor said this, a bit of bitterness appeared on his face: "According to the record of my evil ancestor, the magic dragon in the Temple of War is extremely terrifying, I am afraid it has surpassed the ordinary martial arts myth..."

Speaking of this, the evil emperor took a peek at Su Qin carefully.

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