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At the peak of the mountain, there was a pavilion, and two people were already seated inside. Seeing the figure appear within the flowing light, the other two people smiled and nodded to greet him.
"Strength Saint, in the past when you were hurrying, it was always on your Spirit Beast and Aries. Why didn't you see the Aries today and instead set up your spirit spear?"
"Hahaha!" "Brothers, of course I must hurry over to meet you when the sect is in danger. What, seeing that you two are so carefree, could it be that you've already come to a conclusion?"
Sword Saint King An Fushu smiled and said, "Younger brother Strength Saint, it's just a mere Netherworld Sect. With our Three Saints' powers, can't we resist it?"
Blade Saint Liu Zhi Huai raised his wine cup and slowly took a sip, his teeth bared with a carefree sound, and invited Strength Saint to sit.
"Our Three-saint Temple has already reached eight thousand years of age. In this northwest region, just based on the amount of time we have spent building a sect, we can be ranked as one of the top five. In terms of strength, even if we are not as strong as the Ancient Shaman Clan, we are still much stronger than them."
"Brother Strength Saint, the three of us are already Martial Emperors, and the Sword Saint has even broken through to the middle stage of Martial Emperor. It can be said that among the previous Three Saints, our fighting strength is at the top."
He pulled out a chair and sat down. His tiger eyes were brimming with vigor, revealing the might of a ruler. He looked at Liu Zhihuo and asked, "Brother, what do you want to say? I am not good at guessing, so if you have something to say, just say it. "
Liu Zhizhong and Wang An looked at each other, and the two of them laughed while shaking their heads. Wang An said, "Kid, don't you think that the battle that Netherworld Sect has instigated this time is actually a chance?"
No matter how honest Zhao Ding was, upon hearing Wang An's words, he instantly understood and frowned: "Brother is trying to take this opportunity to expand the scope of power within our Three-saint Temple?!"
"It's not that we want to, but there's such an opportunity right now. As long as we act a little bit more powerful and act like leaders, I believe that the other sects that need our protection will rush over and throw themselves at us."
Strength Saint frowned and asked: "How strong?"
"Hehe, this is truly my good brother's strong point." Blade Saint Liu Zhizhong smiled and said, "The so-called strong point is to take the initiative. Look, right now, Netherworld Sect is chasing after those sects, if someone stands out first and stands up for them, that person will be considered strong.
"Brother, you mean to say that I should take the initiative to kill those people from Netherworld Sect?"
Zhao Ding finally understood. Right now, there were a lot of sects that were being hunted by the Netherworld Sect, around a few tens, close to a hundred, and most of them had Tristar Sect s, which meant that they had the ability to gather resources.
The current situation was that these powers were basically divided among the four families.
In addition to Three-saint Temple, there were also Big Flag Sect, the Lion Tiger Sect, and the Immortal Execution Archipelago. The three sects had the ability to protect them.
Saber Saint and Sword Saint's intentions were to snatch the energy absorbed by the other three Wealthy Sects!
And this, required his Three-saint Temple to rise up first and act like he was the boss!
Understanding this point, Strength Saint's eyes lit up, he nodded and said: "I belong to a small sect belonging to one of the other three great sects. If they see our Three-saint Temple fall severely, they would have a sense of security inside their heart, and they would naturally come to join us … "Brother, is that what you mean?"
"Hahaha!" It's good that junior understands, but for this matter, I will have to trouble you to take a trip, and do not need to kill all of those fellows from Netherworld Sect, as long as you kill a few experts and cause trouble, and show the strength of our Three-saint Temple, it will be enough. "
"Good!" This little brother will make a trip! If there was a chance! I will capture that little devil from the Netherworld Sect alive and bring him to the Three-saint Temple.
Strength Saint picked up a cup of wine and gulped it down.
In the dark sky, there were faint flashes of lightning. A huge boulder protruded from the waist of an ancient mountain.
As Lin Yue led a few hundred experts to rush forward, a domineering aura suddenly rose from the mountainside!
The shadow of a spear extended across the sky and earth. It was at least a few hundred meters tall. It towered in front of him and caused the gloomy sky to have a little bit of brightness.
"Master Lin! It's a super powerful expert that's about to break through to the middle level of the Martial Emperor realm! "
Beside Lin Yue, there were a lot of knowledgeable experts around, and they felt the pressure from ahead, and immediately warned.
"That's the third saint of Three-saint Temple, Strength Saint, Zhao Ding!"
Someone recognized the expert standing on the stone platform, and his face instantly turned anxious. The name of Strength Saint, was known by every household here!
Everyone stopped several hundred feet away from the stone platform. They looked at the tall and imposing man in front of them, and they felt a strong and domineering killing intent from the spear in his hand. An undefeatable intent rose in their hearts!
"Puff."
A rope was thrown onto the ground. Zhao Ding sneered as he looked at the hundreds of experts gathered together and said extremely arrogantly: "I heard that your leader is called Lin Yue!? Which is, tie yourself up, and don't trouble Master Zhao to take action! "
How arrogant!
Liu Meng's personality was explosive, he immediately shouted and cursed: "F * * k your grandpa! Who do you think you are!? How dare you act tough in front of our boss, you are courting death! I, Liu Meng, will hack you into two with one slash! "
"Liu Meng, don't be impatient." Lin Yue leisurely stopped Liu Meng, laughed coldly as he looked at the imposing and imposing Zhao Ding, who was on the stage with the great undefeatable, and said: "Since the Three-saint Temple has sent out the Strength Saint, then, are you determined to become enemies with my Netherworld Sect?"
"Hahaha!" He spoke as if his Netherworld Sect was awesome, and he even made up his mind to tell you, this time, if Master Zhao makes a move, he'll carry you back like a little chick! Let the other sects see just what kind of rubbish this little devil of your Netherworld Sect is! "Come quickly and tie yourself up. Otherwise, if I, Master Zhao, do it myself, you will suffer!"
Lin Yue turned around and his gaze landed on those initial stage Martial Emperors. The crowd were all cowering in fear and were somewhat unwilling to do so. It was clear that they were extremely fearful of these Strength Saint s.
Finally, Lin Yue's gaze stopped at a few old people dressed in simple daoist robes. His eyes narrowed and those few Daoists immediately became nervous.
"Cough cough, Master Lin, just based on our Hundred Gods Sect alone, it seems like we can't beat him, right?" The braced himself and said in embarrassment.
Back then, you three Grand Elders fought with me and caused me to suffer a lot. Although Hundred Gods Sect is only a four star sect, its combat power is at least five stars, so you three will be able to capture this Strength Saint for me. "
"Dao One, let's give it a try. If it really doesn't work, Master Lin will not let us die either."
The three strange looking elders spoke. They all had a strange feeling towards Lin Yue, both hostile and trusting.
That day, with the strength of their three Ancient Beast Soul, they were actually defeated by Lin Yue alone. This young man was simply too amazing, and if he were to use it in the future, he might even be able to bring prosperity to the Hundred Gods Sect!
"Whoosh!" Swoosh! "Swoosh!"
Three powerful Ancient Beast Soul s appeared. Unicorn souls, Ancient Swordfish Martial Soul, Ancient Lizard Martial Soul, and their own Martial Dao Stage. Once the spirit energy was released, the surrounding space immediately became distorted!
The three Hundred Gods Sect elders flew out like shooting stars, towards the stone platform!
"You're courting death!"
Strength Saint Zhao Ding roared out, his pupils like a tiger's, shooting out a golden beam. He raised his dragon-scaled battle spear, and like a giant spirit, smashed it down!