Chaotic Sword God

"Deputy Hall Master, what happened here? We have everything ready to attack Wuhun Mountain, and we are just waiting to set off. How can we cancel it?"

"Yeah, Deputy Hall Master, why didn't you go on a crusade against Wuhun Mountain after you entered the Holy Light Pagoda?"

"Vice Hall Master, I don't know what happened in the Holy Light Tower, and the Hall Master, what happened to him?"

As soon as Xuan Zhan's voice fell, there was a loud noise in the hall. There were two outsiders, Xu Zhiping and Huangfu Guiyi, before, which made these temple elders have concerns and dare not ask. Now that the two of them left, these temple elders couldn't bear it any longer and started talking.

Xuan Zhan did not reply to these people's inquiries, and even Donglin Yanxue, Han Xin and Bai Yu who wanted to explain were stopped by Xuan Zhan's voice transmission.

No one knows what happened in the Holy Light Tower except their six guardians.

Soon, all the elders of the temple who gathered in the main hall and were ready to go, as well as several deputy hall masters except Xuan Zhan, also under the order of Xuan Zhan, were full of doubts and unwillingness. I left here unwillingly, and disbanded all the forces that were already in preparation.

This action, which condensed the power of the entire Temple of Light to fight Wuhun Mountain, ended with loud thunder and little rain.

The Guangming Temple was greatly shaken, and there were many discussions around this matter, but without exception, from the deputy hall master to the ordinary disciple, no one knew the inside story.

The only five guardians who knew the inside story and Gongsun Zhi still stayed in their original positions and did not leave.

However, Gongsun Zhi, who was going through ups and downs, seemed to have no mind to think about other things. At this moment, he is still kneeling in front of the Holy Light Tower, his face is pale, his eyes are empty, and there is a sense of despair.

"Vice Hall Master, why don't you share the secrets that Master Tool Spirit told us to everyone." Bai Yu turned to look at Xuan Zhan, and said quite dissatisfiedly.

Hearing this, Xuan Zhan let out a long sigh and said weakly: "Almost all the high-level officials in the Temple of Light have a deep hatred for the martial arts, and there is an unresolvable hatred in their hearts. It is the royal family's secret announcement, which will inevitably make everyone unacceptable, they will not admit that the martial arts lineage of the old enemy for many years is the identity of the royal family, and the final result will only lead to the disintegration of the Temple of Light."

Xuan Zhan swept over Han Xin, Bai Yu, Donglin Yanxue, and Xuan Ming with serious expressions, and said in a very cautious tone: "For the stability of the Temple of Light, the secrets of the martial soul lineage, all of us must Confidential."

"The deputy hall master is right. The secret of the martial soul lineage can't be announced now." Han Xin also spoke. Although he did not condense the spirit tree to step into the ranks of the temple elders, as the master of the first peak, he also He is an old man from the Temple of Light, and he has a deep understanding of the grievances between the Wuhun lineage and the Temple of Light.

"But, the second senior brother is obviously the royal family. If you don't tell them the true identity of the martial arts lineage, will you let so many people in the Guangming Temple continue to hate the second senior brother?" Bai Yu stomped his feet in resentment, and was very unwilling in his heart. . However, she also clearly understood that dealing with the relationship between the Temple of Light and the Martial Soul might not be as simple as she imagined, so she had to put all her anger on Gongsun Zhi: "Gongsun Zhi, you have no Tu Tu now. Sword of God, do you think that with your identity as the King of Light, you are still qualified to continue to sit in the position of the Palace Master?"

When she said this, it seemed as if she had stabbed Gongsun Zhi's sore spot, and immediately made Gongsun Zhi furious: "Get out, get out, get out of everything for me, get out of this hall master"

Outside the Guangming Temple, Gongsun Zhi, who was still wearing the robe that symbolized the temple master, was walking on the desolate plain in despair. His eyes were empty and expressionless, and he looked like a walking corpse.

He doesn't have any followers by his side, although he is still the Hall Master of the Temple of Light in name, but obviously, very few people pay attention to him as the Hall Master.

Even if there is a trace of Taizun's blood in his body, it still cannot bring him even the slightest change.

Because, he no longer has the Sword of Slaughter God!

There is no doubt that in the eyes of all the high-level officials of the Temple of Light, the guardian of the holy sword is far more noble than the bloodline of the so-called Taizun!

At this moment, an old man quietly appeared in front of Gongsun Zhi and said indifferently: "Palace Master, our ancestor wants to see you!"

"Who is your ancestor?" Gongsun Zhi raised his head blankly.

The old man's face showed a meaningful smile, and said: "Who is the ancestor, you will know when you go!"

After that, regardless of whether Gongsun Zhi agreed or not, the old man waved his hand and forcibly took Gongsun Zhi away.

Not long after the old man left, in a flash of figures, Xuan Zhan, the deputy hall master of the Temple of Light, suddenly appeared here, and Xuan Ming was also beside him.

"Father, should we stop it, Gongsun Zhi is also a member of the Temple of Light?" Xuan Ming turned his head to look at Xuan Zhan.

Xuan Zhan's eyes were deep, and he said lightly: "This is the bitter fruit that Gongsun Zhi planted himself. All the consequences should be borne by him. Let's go, let's go back."

The Zhongtian family, as Huangfu Guiyi with the supreme status in the Zhongtian family, is sitting in a grand hall with a gloomy face at the moment. Besides him, Xu Zhiping, the ancestor of the Xu family, is also there. Here, the face is equally gloomy and terrifying.

There is no one else in the huge palace except the two of them.

At this moment, an old man walked in from the outside. Before the old man could salute, Huangfu Guiyi's indifferent voice came out one step ahead: "Did you bring someone?"

"Ancestor Qi, I have followed your genus and brought Gongsun Zhi here intact." The old man was respectful, and with a wave of his hand, he released Gongsun Zhi, who was imprisoned in the portable temple.

"It's none of your business here, you step back!" Huangfugui waved at the old man.

The old man bowed respectfully to Huangfu Guiyi and Xu Zhi, and obediently retreated without saying a word.

"Gongsun Zhi, what happened in the Holy Light Tower? Your Sword of Slaying God was really taken away by the Holy Light Tower Artifact Spirit?" Xu Zhiping stared at the lost Gongsun Zhi with a cold tone. Incomparable.