The first monk Guangjue in the Prajna Hall of Zhuchan Temple was wearing a big red cassock, with a solemn appearance and slowly walked in the Buddha's light.

He looked at the ruins of the deserted village and sighed: "Oh... the tragedy on earth is too much! The other two should come, right?

Before he finished speaking, he saw haze scattering in the sky, and a dazzling light lit up in the fog. A powerful sword energy broke through the many confusions and arrived magnificently.

"Looking at the time of the green mountains, the autumn moon is still turbid. The wind and clouds have no fixed trends throughout the ages, and the famous pioneers will be beaten by the years."

In the poem, a practitioner with fairy spirit and Taoist spirit was wearing a blue Tai Chi robe, wearing a mysterious jade crown on his head, holding a whisk in his hand, carrying a divine edge on his back, and controlling his sword energy fell from the sky.

It is Yao Chengyan, the deputy head of Tianfeng Temple.

"It turned out to be Master Yao." Guangjue said with rituals, "After the Master Guan arrived, the last one should not be late."

Yao Chengyan bowed his head and returned the greeting, snorted coldly, "I only hope that it will not be that person."

"Hahaha..." A great laugh came from afar, "I'm afraid I'll disappoint the deputy spectator."

The next moment, the righteous spirit surged into the sky, the mist was scattered around, the stars and moons in the sky were brilliant, and the Beidou shone brightly.

"The heroes compete for hegemony in all directions, and their merits and demerits will always be left in history. I ask who is the master of the ups and downs? A stroke of spring and autumn is better than a supernatural power."

An old scholar in white robe wore a white jade crown and held a spring and autumn pen in his hand, raised his head and chest, and strided wide.

It is Chen Qiusheng, the director of Jianzhuyuan Bookstore.

The three major sword sects and experts all came out. How will this game evolve?

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Chapter completed!