I Have Nine Systems

Everyone in the audience was shocked, their expressions turned pale and horrified.

But only Wang Chen frowned and his expression was slightly unhappy.

This is not his power. There is an infinite saint's power in the ripples of the void. Where does this power come from?

obviously.

It was the 30,000 Saints who shot it!

Before everyone could react, the entire temple began to vibrate!

"Boom!!!"

The temple collapsed and disintegrated in an instant!

"God, what the hell is going on!"

"The temple has collapsed!"

The practitioners were shocked, and many people were shaking, unable to control their bodies.

"This is the wrath of the sky! This is the wrath of the sky....ahem, it's the sage who is angry!"

The old man of Dao was holding on to the pain in his body, as if returning to the light, shouting, his face flushed red, and he was extremely excited.

Saints!

Bring down the punishment!

Kill this madman!

In Kowloon City, there was also a panic.

Wang Chen's expression is indifferent, still as steady as a mountain, standing in the same position as a son and a brother, Wang Chen is surrounded by countless swaying practitioners who can't control their bodies!

But the temple tremors did not affect Wang Chen in the slightest!

Tens of millions of cultivators, even the powerful ones from the Nine Dragons Sect, were moved by it, and couldn't help but stand up suddenly and look at the direction of the [Thirty Thousand Saints, God and Buddha Temple].

"It's an accident in the Holy Land!"

The head of the Nine Dragons Sect had a solemn expression and muttered to himself, a shock flashed across his eyes.

It's been thousands of years, and one of the top ten holy places of the dignified [Thirty Thousand Saints, God and Buddha Temple], has an accident!

The temple collapsed and the golden body of the saint was destroyed!

"Is the end coming?"

Countless cultivators in Kowloon City panicked and trembled.

A strong coercion seemed to come from outside the universe, shaking everyone's heart and blood!

Everyone seemed to feel it, and they all looked up to the sky.

The sky outside the sky was revealed, and on the dark clouds in the originally gloomy sky, suddenly there were countless golden lights that cleared the clouds and sprinkled all over the sky of the entire planet!

In an instant, everyone felt that the air around them was frozen.

The soul is frozen!

The sea of ​​​​knowledge seems to freeze!

At this moment, time and space seem to have become eternity!

The countless stars outside this planet are all dimmed in an instant!

"咻~! 咻~! 咻~!"

From the sky, a golden drizzle floated on the practitioners' bodies as if it could wash away all sorrows and pains.

Infinite petals are fluttering, and the fragrance of flowers is filled between heaven and earth!

"boom!!!"

A muffled sound that seemed to come from ancient times, roared faintly, and the ancient aura rose from the sky.

This breath is so terrifying!

It is the breath of a saint!

This is definitely the breath of a saint!

No, there is more than one saint's breath!

"Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!"

A full 30,000 golden lights broke through the clouds.

At the end of each golden light, there are lotus thrones!

The golden throne of the Great Thunder Saint!

The throne of the holy tree of the Bodhi saint!

The Nine Dragons Throne of the True Dragon Saint!

Aoyama Sage's Kenshin Throne!

The Great Nichilian Terrace of the Great Nichirenka Sage!

......

Countless lotus thrones bloom with golden light, and the soft golden light rises into the sky and gathers together, like a dragon pillar that lifts the sky.

"It's a saint!"

"The saints have descended holy miracles!"

"My God, this is the first time in history that 30,000 saints have descended on holy miracles together!"

The practitioners muttered to themselves, trembling all over, knelt down facing the saint in the sky, and worshipped the saint.

A saint is enough to make countless practitioners worship and pray for blessings.

And now, there are a whole 30,000 saints descending a ray of spiritual thoughts, manifesting miracles, and conveying the imperial edict!

Of all the people present, who would dare not kneel!

Only Wang Chen, holding a folding fan, stands alone in the world, standing proudly, as if nothing disturbs his peaceful and far-reaching heart.

"Saint!"

Old Daoist held his breath, stood up abruptly, cried out in grief, and moved towards the thirty thousand saints manifesting in the sky, and bowed his head!

"Please call the saints for me!"

"The little guard guarded the ancestral temple for five thousand years! Diligently and diligently, dare not make mistakes!"

"Who knows, I met a gangster today and used an evil secret method to destroy the temple! The little one knows that the death penalty is inevitable, but I ask the saints to kill this robber! Defend the majesty of the saint!"

The old man on the road was grieved and shouted loudly, looking at his pitiful appearance, as if he was the biggest victim.

"Damn, he sued the saints!"

"There is something wrong with the collapse of the temple in the Holy Land, but the old man Dao clearly wants to frame this young man!"

"Once the crime is convicted, this young man will definitely not escape the punishment of the saint's wrath, and the old man of the Dao can also avoid this disaster perfectly!"

The practitioners were talking, and everyone looked at Wang Chen worriedly.

Who knows, the situation is not as everyone imagined.

"Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Countless golden lights appeared, and a ray of spiritual thoughts of the saints manifested on their respective lotus thrones.

"Saints! It's this kid! It's this devil!"

The old man Dao was overjoyed and hurriedly pointed at Wang Chen, thinking that his conspiracy had succeeded.

Wang Chen looked indifferent, looked up at the golden lotus throne of the saints, and suddenly smiled.

"saint?"

Wang Chen spoke lightly, his voice was faint, but it resounded through the four fields:

"Even in ten days and nine places, 30,000 saints, gods and Buddhas, in front of me, don't be presumptuous!!!"

As Wang Chen's voice fell.

Everyone was shocked, how dare he be so presumptuous in front of the saints?

He is so crazy!

Just when people thought Wang Chen was dead.

"Pfft!"

Saint Daleiyin's spiritual thoughts knelt down on his lotus throne!

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!..."

With Saint Daleiyin kneeling down, all the 30,000 saints, gods and Buddhas behind him, all the saints who were admired by hundreds of millions of practitioners under the endless starry sky, all knelt down!

Facing Wang Chen, kowtow respectfully!

Silence, silence!

Everyone was stunned, and a storm surged in their hearts.

The 30,000 Saints really knelt down! ! !

(PS: This old man on the avenue will definitely end up miserably. I urge everyone to continue smashing flowers and giving very good comments. These are all free of money, everyone, please don’t stop! The author thank you all!)*