Chapter 3652: Powerful Guardian

A mysterious power was bestowed upon him, and at the same time, two words rang in his ears.

"Guard."

"Guard?"

Ye Wudao stared blankly at the Fallen Immortal and frowned.

The voice of the guard was extremely soft, ethereal and illusory, as if it came from the sky, and whispered softly.

You don't need to guess, it's probably a fairy.

But Ye Wudao didn't understand what message she wanted to convey to him with these two words.

Did she mean that he shouldn't let the Fallen Immortal break in?

"Break the door!" The Fallen Immortal suddenly yelled at Ye Wudao, his tone extremely urgent: "If you don't break the door, your Bright Moon Immortal, the Moon Emperor of the Human Race, is likely to fall!"

"The Moon Emperor of the Human Race?"

"Bright Moon Immortal was the Moon Emperor of the Human Race back then!" The Fallen Immortal was so anxious that sweat oozed from his forehead, and said: "You don't need to care so much, you just need to know that the Moon Emperor is very important to you."

Can you believe the Fallen Immortal?

Ye Wudao felt that he definitely couldn't believe it.

The other party attacked him as soon as he arrived, which was not trustworthy at all.

The mysterious power blessed on him became stronger and stronger, and Ye Wudao could even feel that the temple slowly gave the right to operate to his hands.

That's right, there is a protective formation in the Bright Moon Temple.

At this moment, the permission of the formation seemed to have moved to Ye Wudao's hands.

Ye Wudao felt that if he wanted to open the giant door now, he might really be able to do it. ŴŴŴ.

And that vast power, with his strength, could only barely operate and control it.

This is...

Eternal power!

Taking a deep breath, Ye Wudao shook his head.

"If you don't let go, I won't believe you."

At the same time, the gentle voice sounded again in Ye Wudao's ears.

"Good boy, you must protect the temple well, the inheritance is already in progress."

"Who are you?" Ye Wudao asked in his heart.

"Bright Moon Fairy."

After the voice finished speaking, it fell into silence again, and from the interior of the Bright Moon Temple, a sacred aura came, which was gradually becoming larger.

At the same time, the light of the full moon became more and more dazzling.

Ye Wudao raised his head and looked at the moon, that is, the moon star, with a trace of awe in his expression.

Such a powerful strength can only be used by the supreme of the human race.

Slightly bowing, Ye Wudao nodded respectfully: "Yes, sir."

As if he had received a response, the moonlight flashed between heaven and earth, and the aura in the temple became even larger.

"Little brother!" The Fallen True Immortal was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. No matter what he did, he couldn't break the formation.

He looked at Ye Wudao hurriedly, and said with red eyes: "Let Wu Luo come out quickly, I won't attack you, I will let you out!"

"I promise you, the promise of the way of heaven!"

As he said, he was going to do it.

"No need." Ye Wudao shook his head and smiled: "Since Wu Luo is the daughter of the Bright Moon Immortal, she will definitely not harm Wu Luo. I know who to trust."

"Yes! You know!"

The Fallen Immortal took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said: "I will tell you the truth. This is the inheritance of the Bright Moon Avenue. Once the Avenue is successfully inherited."

"Then... maybe there will be one more Bright Moon Immortal in the world!"

"But, the former Bright Moon Immortal on the Moon Star, that is, Wu Luo's mother, will fall."

As he spoke, his tone became complicated.

"The Bright Moon Immortal on the Moon Star is truly transcendent in strength and can protect the human race in the future. Aren't you facing a fierce beast enemy? As long as I go to the Moon Star to revive the Bright Moon Immortal."

"Then... the human race will have one more, the eternal late stage!"

Eternal late stage?

Ye Wudao's eyes showed shock and hesitation.

After all, the Fallen Immortal is not a decent cultivator of the human race. If he is, then Ye Wudao might believe him a little.

But at this moment, the aura of the Fallen Immortal cannot be faked.

Ye Wudao...doesn't believe it!