Chapter 5655?? Qishen Tombstone

If you don't think about it, don't even think about it.

Jian Wushuang and others can be regarded as his backhands. Whether these people succeed or not, they can give him a thought.

As for the others, he can't control so much, he can only fight!

It cannot be delayed any longer.

Otherwise, if Mie Sheng is given too much time, something will happen anyway.

Crash!

With a wave of his hand, Zhenling immediately healed all the injuries on everyone.

This is the source of mobilizing the Qishen Temple.

Even Jian Wushuang's aura also recovered, but the power of the starry sky could not be recovered.

At least let Jian Wushuang rest for half an hour before he can completely recover the power of the starry sky and use the strongest method.

"Since the dharma body of Miesheng has disappeared, you can continue to practice here. This time, I will protect you personally until we go to the heaven together!" Zhenling said solemnly.

Everyone was flattered, and after thanking one after another, they returned to practice again.

However, Jian Wushuang knew the meaning of the true spirit. This was to prevent these people from revealing the matter of Mie Sheng, which was to protect him in disguise.

For this, Jian Wushuang was naturally grateful from the bottom of his heart.

Miesheng was obviously aimed at Jian Wushuang. If other inheritors knew about this matter, if they couldn't bear it that day, they would force Gong Zhenling to hand over Jian Wushuang.

It will be troublesome then.

Although the true spirit can be suppressed at will, but if it loses its majesty, it is really over.

Convincing power is the first.

Sitting cross-legged around the golden skeleton, everyone raised their divine bodies again.

Without the cover of the cave, they were far away this time.

The same goes for Jian Wushuang.

Although Jian Wushuang's divine body has reached 80,000 times now, he still can't get close.

About Dongjun, he originally wanted to ask Zhenling, but when he thought that Zhenling would ask him why he knew about Dongjun, it would be bad.

Some things are better not to say too much.

Jian Wushuang practiced honestly.

After this battle, everyone's views on Jian Wushuang have also changed.

Although he knew that Miesheng came for Jian Wushuang.

But when he looked at Jian Wushuang, there was no resentment, but more jealousy in his eyes.

Especially Fan Feng and backbone Luo.

Although he didn't dare to make trouble in front of Jian Wushuang on the surface, he was very jealous in his heart.

Especially Fan Feng, when he confronted Emperor Yun, he felt jealous, so that the sisters did not get along with each other later.

In fact, it was all because of her narrow-mindedness.

This kind of person is the most terrifying.

A hundred years passed by in a hurry.

In a blink of an eye it was time to leave.

On this day, everyone stopped practicing.

Because the true spirit has already set up a teleportation array here to move them directly to the tomb of the gods, and then go to the heaven together.

After ten people stepped onto the teleportation formation, the real spirit was not in a hurry.

Under Zhu Qi's eyes, he took Dongjun's golden skeleton into his mustard very smoothly.

"Ahem, that little Zhu Qi, help me tell your Palace Master that I will also take away the secret mountain forest!" After speaking, he jumped into the teleportation array without waiting for Zhu Qi to reply.

The next moment, the teleportation array directly erupted with dazzling light, bringing the entire mountain and forest secret realm together into the tomb of the gods.

No wonder they were asked to go to the tomb of the gods first, and then to the heavens.

Feelings are for this secret mountain forest.

Jian Wushuang is fine, he is used to it.

The original Magic Sound Mountain was acquired in this way.

Although the others were astonished, they did not dare to show disrespect in the face of the true spirit.

"Follow me to the tombstone!" Zhen Ling beckoned, leading the crowd from the peak of Tomb God Mountain into a passage.

It was dark.

When they reappeared, everyone had arrived at a huge dojo.

"This is the ashram of Qishen, where the tombstone is located. It was supposed to be opened soon, but the tombstone has not been dug out, and it will take a while!" Zhenling explained as he walked.

He led everyone to the core of the dojo, below the Qishen Dharma.

Jian Wushuang and the others raised their heads to look at Qishen.

Jian Wushuang already knew the face of Qishen.

He even touched the flesh body countless times, so he behaved very calmly.

No surprises.

Others are different.

When Tongtian Buddha and Zhen Wuyang faced the Dharma image of such a strong man, they immediately bowed to pay respects, and then lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at them.

Wanyan and Dongsheng, these two are also similar, and they also look devout after the shock.

On the contrary, among the younger generation, I can't help but look each one up and down.

True Spirit went to the place where the incense burner was placed, and lit a few sticks of incense for himself.

Fan Feng, who was the head of the Eighteen Generals, plopped down on his knees, tears streaming down his face, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

For fear of disturbing the cleanliness of this place.

Three great gods!

Eighteen generals!

One hundred and eight messengers!

Not to mention the divine masters, they are all powerful in the Six Tribulations Realm, and their strength is terrifying.

The generals are different, just like the messengers, they are all peaks.

But among the gods and generals, each is the ultimate emperor.

They are the closest people to Qishen, and Qishen treats them like children.

When these gods will see the dharma of Qishen, they will naturally leak sadness.

Seeing this scene, I found that Fan Feng was not so annoying anymore.

After lighting a few sticks of incense, Zhenling casually inserted into the incense burner.

Seeing Fan Feng kneeling on the ground, a gentle smile leaked out.

"Get up, boy!"

Fan Feng wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and stood up respectfully.

Then Zhenling turned his head and glanced at all of them, put his hands behind his back, and said: "There was once a great existence who predicted the future for the Hall of Awakening, saying that there would be a peerless powerhouse in the Hall of Awakening, but this The price for the existence of a person is that one will succeed and ten thousand bones will die!"

"In the past, I was very convinced, but after seeing you, I have changed my previous view. I think you all have the opportunity to become that peerless powerhouse!"

What Zhenling said was so true that everyone's eyes were full of longing.

Who doesn't want to be a peerless powerhouse.

As for the one who is successful, the bones are withered, and it is not me who is withered.

"Here, I wish you all the best, your realm will soar, and you will return to Qishen Temple as soon as possible, return to your hometown, and save the long river of time and space!" Zhenling waved his hand and directly summoned a jar of wine.

In front of everyone, a bowl also appeared.

The drink comes by itself.

Everyone took the bowl and looked at Zhenling with fiery eyes.

"It's done!" Zhen Ling directly took the jar and drank it in one gulp.

Everyone did not hesitate and drank cleanly.

Jian Wushuang grinned, feeling that the wine was extremely spicy, not only did it not help his body, but it also made him dizzy.

Obviously not a good wine.

Isn't Zhenling willing to offer some good wine even as a farewell wine?

Just when Jian Wushuang complained from the bottom of his heart, a mirror like a bright mirror rose in his mind, and then his body returned to normal.

In the mirror, the face of the true spirit appeared!