West Cow Continent, Great Thunderclap Temple.
One of Jingxin's disciples was cleaning the meditation room when the soul token above suddenly cracked.
"Not good!" The disciple cried out in alarm and hurriedly ran out.
"What happened? You're shouting."
"Chief Jingchen, Master…Master's soul token cracked!”
"What?" Jing Chen's expression changed drastically.
If the soul token cracked, it meant that he was injured or even in danger of dying. However, Jingxin was the Third Generation Great Emperor and the head of the Western Ox Continent. Who could let him do this?
Although they were Buddhists, they were still under the jurisdiction of the Golden-Winged Roc. Among the myriad races, the Golden-Winged Roc was also a powerful race.
Other races would not provoke them easily, let alone humans.
"Did Jingxin say where he went?”Jing Chen asked.
"Master said that he wanted to settle the karma.”
This disciple heard this sentence when he went out, but he didn't take it to heart before. Only now did he remember.
"End karma?" Jing Chen pondered for a moment before his expression suddenly turned serious." Ancestral Dragon Holy Land!”
Back then, Jingxin had told him about the spirit of the Martial Monarch Realm weapon. If there was anyone who could hurt Jingxin, it was the Ancestral Dragon Holy Land.
"I didn't expect the Ancestral Dragon Sacred Land to be so powerful now.”
He had naturally heard of the recent rumors, but he did not take them to heart. No matter how powerful the Ancestral Dragon Sacred Land was, it could not be stronger than his Great Thunderclap Temple.
But now, the other party could actually hurt Jingxin. He had no choice but to take this matter to heart.
None of the four Chiefs could do so. This was the reason why the Great Thunderclap Temple was valued by the Golden-Winged Roc Clan.
Once they lost one, their status would be lower and they would receive fewer resources.
Weng!
Suddenly, the space fluctuated, and a figure fell as soon as he appeared.
"Jingxin!" Jing Chen hurriedly ran over to catch it.
Senior Brother, I'm injured." Jingxin's face was pale, and his breathing was weak.
"I'll treat your injuries!" Jing Chen brought him to the meditation room.
Very soon, the two of them sat cross-legged one after the other. The injuries of a Great Emperor were no small matter. Even with precious medicine, it would not be able to recover in a short period of time. The best way was to treat it personally.
" Did you go to the Ancestral Dragon Sacred Land?" Jing Chen asked as he healed.
"Yes, the Ancestral Dragon Sacred Land is not simple. Another demon emperor appeared, called Yuan Shi. He's a titled general of the demon race and has the cultivation of a first generation great emperor.”Jingxin said.
This was the excuse he had thought of on the way back. It was best to hide Qin Ting's cultivation so that the effect could be maximized.
After Jing Chen heard this, he was extremely shocked. The Ancestral Dragon Sacred Land had produced demons again and again. This had completely subverted people's imaginations.
"It seems that we have to get rid of this problem as soon as possible!”
"What does Senior Brother want to do?"
"Of course, we'll call Jingming and Jing Kong to destroy the Ancestral Dragon Sacred Land together.”
"Qin Ting must have a big secret for him to become a ninth-level Emperor-to-be in such a short time and have so many demon slaves. I even suspect that there's a passage in the Ancestral Dragon Sacred Land that connects to the demon nest.”
"As long as you control this passage, you will control the entire Demon race.”
Jing Chen's eyes revealed a look of desire. The demons were so powerful back then. With them, they could completely dominate the entire vast continent. At that time, they would not have to care about the Golden-winged Roc Race.
"Does senior brother mean to destroy that Qin Ting?”
"Of course, not only do I have to destroy him, I also have to search his soul to get him…"
Jingxin, you…"
Jing Chen's expression changed drastically. He lowered his head and looked at his chest in horror.
At this moment, Jingxin's palm had already pierced through his chest.
The terrifying power of laws wreaked havoc in his body.
Rumble…
Suddenly, a terrifying spatial rift appeared in the sky above the Western Ox Continent. Countless experts looked up in fear.
"That's Jingchen. How did he die?”
Some people saw the huge face in the crack begin to appear and then turn into dust.
"Quick, send someone to the Tempest Temple to see what's going on.”
Countless orthodoxy scouts soared into the sky and flew towards the Western Ox Continent.
Little Thunderclap Temple.
Now, this place had become very deserted. Only dozens of believers came here every day.
At this moment, in the main hall of the monastery, the abbot was meditating and chanting scriptures. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky in surprise, his face filled with shock.
" Abbot, this is…" The few peerless experts beside him were bewildered.
"Jingchen has fallen. Go and investigate the reason. Remember, don't expose your identity.”The host said solemnly.
This might be a chance for the Battle Saint Tribe.
Jingchen would not die for no reason. It was very likely that he had provoked a powerful enemy. The enemy of his enemy was a friend. If the other party could contend with the Golden Roc Clan, then they would have a chance to return to the Great Thunderclap Temple.
"Yes, sir!" Several experts hid their figures and headed towards the Tempest Temple.
At this moment, the abbot came to a secret chamber in the monastery. He looked at the soul token at the top and muttered," Ancient Ancestor, are you still alive?”
The Soul Token was not broken, but it did not mean that it was still alive. Some mysterious places would isolate this power.
Just like Ancestral Dragon Emperor, his soul token was still in the Ancestral Dragon Holy Land of the East Victory Divine Continent.
However, because he had gone to the path of immortality, no one was 100% sure that Ancestral Dragon Emperor had definitely died.
The Central Heaven Continent was also known as the Central Region.
This was the region where the Myriad Races were located. It was also the largest region among the five regions of the vast continent. It was rich in resources and even had denser spiritual energy than the other regions.
All the core members of the Golden Roc Race had gathered at the location of the Golden Roc Race.
"Has the message arrived?" A middle-aged man at the top asked with an ugly expression.
Ever since he took over the Tempest Temple, there were only those who joined them. No one dared to provoke them. He wanted to see who was courting death.
"Patriarch, I didn't receive a reply.”An Emperor-to-be quickly returned.
The Central Heaven Continent was too far away from the Western Ox Continent. Even a Great Emperor expert would need time to go there. They could only send a message, but there had been no response.
"Send it again. In addition, Gold Ingot, make a trip.”The Golden Roc Clan Leader looked at the second emperor and ordered.
At this moment, not only the Golden Roc Clan, but many other powerful clans were also alarmed. They either sent messages or sent people to inquire about the specific situation.
North Province, in the demon race's training ground.
Qin Ting looked at the 150 million sacrifice points and smiled in satisfaction.
He had thought that Jingxin would take some time to succeed. He did not expect it to be so fast.
"Out!"
In an instant, another demon emperor appeared.
"Yuan Jiu?"
"Yes, Master!" Yuan Jiu knelt down.
Qin Ting nodded. Indeed, the Demon Sealing Tower was going to release the ten Demon Conferred Generals.
"Everyone, come!"
Soon, everyone from the Demon Race appeared before him.
"Now, I'll give you a mission. Take all the disciples of the dojo to the Great Thunderclap Temple in the Western Ox Continent and destroy them!”Qin Ting ordered.
It was time for everyone to see blood. He had been cultivating in the dojo all this time. His cultivation had improved very quickly, but his true strength had not reached his requirements.
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