Chaotic Sword God

At this time, a group of temple elders from the Temple of Light also came near the Holy Light Tower.

Their arrival immediately quietened the surroundings, and even those jihad celestial masters who verbally bullied Bai Yu shut their mouths.

As for Bai Yu, he saw his former master—Mushui—among the elders of the temple at a glance.

Back then, she was just an unknown disciple on Feiyun Peak. It was Mu Shui who came to Feiyun Peak to accept her as a disciple and accepted him into the temple. Since then, her status has greatly increased and she has become the envy of everyone. only.

But in the same way, it was also Mushui who expelled her from the teacher's door, separated her from the master-student relationship, severed the relationship between the master and the student, and made her fall from heaven to hell in an instant.

Looking at Mushui's once kind face, Bai Yu's eyes were complicated, she hesitated for a while, she pushed aside the crowd, came to Mushui, bowed and saluted: "Master!"

Bai Yu's move attracted all the elders of the temple to look at him, but without exception, everyone's eyes were cold.

The curtain water was also ice-cold, she stared at Baiyu with emotionless eyes, and said, "Baiyu, you are not suitable to come here. Also, I am no longer your master, so you should call me elder. "

Hearing Mu Shui's icy words, Bai Yu's heart suddenly turned cold, her eyes were red and watery.

She could bear the cynicism from the jihad masters around her, but she had to care about the words from her former mentor, Mushui. The coldness and ruthlessness of Mushui pierced her heart like a steel needle, making her heart feel extremely painful.

"Look, Donglin Yanxue is here too..."

"What, Donglin Yanxue? This traitor who helped the Wuhun lineage, she still has the face to come back..."

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At this time, a low-pitched discussion sounded, and the crowd surged.

I saw Donglin Yanxue, who was wearing the robes of the Holy Master of Light, with an extraordinary temperament, and a beautiful face, slowly walking over from the crowd.

Wherever she passed, the surrounding jihad celestial masters avoided one after another and automatically gave way to a passage.

Donglin Yanxue naturally heard the discussions around, but she didn't care about it, appearing calm and unhurried.

In the end, she came to Mu Shui, saluted Mu Shui, and opened her teeth lightly: "Master!"

"Yanxue, you're here." Looking at Donglin Yanxue, Mu Shui showed a faint smile on his face.

Even though Donglin Yanxue also helped Jian Chen, even in terms of guilt, Donglin Yanxue would far surpass Bai Yu.

However, Mu Shui's attitude towards Donglin Yanxue was completely different.

"This time, you must do your best to fight for the Lord of the Guardian Sword. Once you get the approval of the Guardian Sword and master the power of the Guardian Sword, from now on, no one in the Temple of Light will dare Talking about you." Mu Shui said softly.

Hearing this, Donglin Yanxue's eyes lit up and she nodded slightly.

"Guard the Holy Sword!" On the other side, Bai Yu clenched her fist tightly. Originally, she didn't have any thoughts about the Holy Guardian Sword, but these years, she had already had enough of being targeted and suppressed by her fellow disciples. Now that she heard that the Holy Guardian Sword has such a great effect, her heart also became a little bit weaker. It's hot.

"Although with my talent, it is almost impossible to obtain the Holy Guardian Sword, but I must try my best to get it." Bai Yu vowed inwardly.

Soon after, the Hall Master and the Eight Deputy Hall Masters of the Temple of Light appeared outside the Holy Light Pagoda at the same time. The nine of them worked together to open the Taizun Formation that locked the Holy Light Tower, and ordered all the jihad masters to enter.

To open the Taizun-level formation, at least two deputy hall masters are needed to do it, and the opening time will not be too long. But this time, because the number of jihad celestial masters entering is too many, it will take a long time for the Taizun formation to open the area, so it can only be done by the master of the Temple of Light and the eight deputy masters at the same time.

The Taizun formation was activated, and all the jihad celestial masters gathered here rushed into the Holy Light Pagoda at the fastest speed. While the figures kept flickering, the number of jihad celestial masters gathered in the hall was constantly decreasing.

Finally, after several hours, all the jihad celestial masters had entered the Holy Light Pagoda, and even the temple elders in the Guangming Temple did not fall behind.

The huge palace that was originally crowded with people has become empty now.

"Let's go in too, and see who will eventually be recognized by the guardian of the Holy Sword." Yu Chen, the master of the Temple of Light, said, and then disappeared together with the eight deputy masters, and also entered the Holy Light Pagoda.

In the Holy Light Pagoda, all the jihad masters have gathered together. There are hundreds of thousands of people.

There are more than one million disciples in the Temple of Light, but not all of these million disciples have comprehended the law of jihad. Therefore, the jihad celestial masters gathered here at this moment are almost all jihad celestial masters in the Temple of Light.

After all, the Holy Guardian Sword represents an opportunity to ascend to the sky in one step, and everyone is excited. There are definitely not many odd numbers like Han Xin.

All the jihad celestial masters sat cross-legged on the ground, looking curiously at the nine peaks suspended in the sky, full of intense heat.

"With the nine holy swords, you will become the master of the Holy Light Pagoda. From now on, you can only fight for the master of the Holy Light Tower..." The voice of the holy light tower's weapon spirit echoed continuously between the heaven and the earth, It was like thunder from the nine heavens.

The Spirit of the Holy Light Pagoda repeatedly changed the origin of the Guardian Sword, and after earnestly admonishing it, he shouted loudly: "Anyone who is unwilling can withdraw now, otherwise, once he becomes the holder of the Guardian Sword, if he becomes the holder of the Guardian Sword in the future If you don't obey your master's order, you will be killed by the power of the holy sword."

Hearing this, Yu Chen, the lord of the Temple of Light, sighed lightly. He swayed and left here, apparently not planning to participate in the battle for the holy sword.

Xuan Zhan, one of the eight deputy palace masters, hesitated for a while, finally gritted his teeth, and followed Yu Chen, and left here.

As for the remaining seven deputy hall masters, their eyes were full of burning heat, and they obviously wanted to obtain the guardian holy sword.

"I don't know how to obtain this guardian holy sword." In the crowd, Donglin Yanxue looked at the holy sword inserted on the nine mountain peaks, thinking secretly.

Because the jihad celestial masters gathered here at this moment are completely unequal in strength, and it would be obviously unreasonable to fight for them by their own strength.

Who can compete with the Seventh Deputy Palace Master?

"Qi Ling, did you hear me, whoever I ask you to give these nine holy guardian swords to whomever I ask you to give them." Gongsun Zhi roared in a low voice, his face was gloomy, and his heart was extremely impatient.

Because he found that the spirit of the holy artifact didn't seem to take him, the descendant of the Supreme Venerable, seriously.

The nine guardian holy swords represent the power of the nine top powerhouses. He hopes that those who hold the holy swords can be in his hands.

At this moment, the nine mountain peaks suspended in the sky suddenly burst into a strong light, the light was like substance, shining down from the sky, covering all the jihad celestial masters sitting cross-legged below.

Immediately, all the people shrouded in white light lost all perception in an instant, and could only see a vast expanse of whiteness in front of them, and even their spiritual consciousness could not spread.

Even if it is as strong as the deputy hall master, it is the same.

Because this is the power of the nine holy swords, and it is simply not something they can compete with.

In the vast white light, Bai Yu sat there cross-legged, feeling uneasy and nervous.

"Your name is Bai Yu?" Just then, a gentle voice came into her ears.

In front of Bai Yu, a middle-aged man quietly appeared.

This middle-aged man was wearing a white robe with a peaceful face. There seemed to be a strange power in him, which could calm the impetuousness in the heart and make people calm down unconsciously.