No matter what happens, the Taiyin Sect will stand on the side of the Holy Church regardless of the consequences. This is the Taiyin Sect's canon, set by the previous leader in Kunlun. The successor must abide by it, and the leader must make an oath before taking the throne.

Yu Chen is also one of the top ten masters in the Star Alliance. To be honest, he also knows about the grievances of the previous generations, but this is not the reason for his persistence.

The moment he met Zhao Lingxuan, he fell in love with this persistent woman and silently guarded her. Anyone who wanted to shake her position had to get through him first. Yu Chen knew what Zhao Lingxuan was thinking about.

Who, but that person has left and will never come back. He believes that one day her eyes will look at others.

Ming Wuchang smiled slightly, "They say that the Taiyin Sect is the lackey of the Holy Church. Why, do you need the Taiyin Sect to do this kind of fair duel? I don't mind one on two!"

The entire Holy Mountain is like a frying pan. Are you sure of its impermanence?

Compared with civil strife, it is better to attack frontally. There are not a few people who support the Underworld Alliance, and most of them are very powerful sects. They want to get more, but this requires killing and changing the existing system of the Star Alliance. The strong ones

They can get it, but they want more.

There are not a few people who support impermanence.

The voices that were making noise all of a sudden were all in support of Ming Wu Chang.

As the leader of the Star Alliance, you should be the best in the world, otherwise, you are not worthy of this position.

The reason why An Dao and others changed their colors is because Zhao Lingxuan kept using her mind to find out the laws in order to pray during this period. She was injured once and has not healed yet. The news has been blocked, and Ming Wuchang obviously got the news.

Otherwise, even if you give him the courage, he would not dare to challenge him head-on.

The Nine Heavenly Fire Luan screamed, and the flames shot up into the sky, glaring at Ming Wuchang.

A trace of fear flashed in Ming Wuchang's eyes, this Immortal Fire Luan was definitely a trouble, but...

"Haha. Are the mythical beasts going to appear? Then let's challenge three."

The voice of Ming Wu Chang spread throughout the entire venue, and also throughout the entire Small Thousand Worlds. This is a typical example of retreating in order to advance.

At this time, Zhao Lingxuan, who is the leader of the Star Alliance, absolutely cannot do it, otherwise even if she wins, she will not be able to hold on to this position.

Most importantly, it has tarnished the glory of the church!

Zhao Lingxuan stared at Ming Wuchang. As if she wanted to pierce her soul, Ming Wuchang's pupils shrank. He liked this woman. He liked her strength, persistence, seriousness, and boundless power.

However, people make mistakes sometimes. She made a mistake and left a flaw. How could he let go of such an opportunity.

Normally, he is only about 40% sure. But now he is at least 70% sure!

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that no one else can match up to.

"Completing the ceremony will naturally give you a fair chance to challenge!"

"metropolitan!"

An Dao and others were a little anxious. Yu Zhen was also a little worried. He also discovered that something was wrong with Zhao Lingxuan. There was only one thing in the world that could make Zhao Lingxuan lose her usual calmness.

Ming Wuchang nodded and returned to his original position. He could wait for a while.

The ten Plutos who were in the confrontation also retreated to their original positions. Everyone else knew that the second challenge of the Holy Temple was coming.

The actions of Lord Hades made many monks excited. They have been waiting for such a leader for a long time. If the Star Alliance pursues murderism again, their time will come.

Zhao Lingxuan ignored the noise. They didn't expect everyone to agree with everything in the church. They just helped those in need.

Zhao Lingxuan turned around and looked at the sky. The huge altar was filled with blue light, and a vast star map soared into the sky.

"I hope that one day, every mortal can get a chance to practice and be proud of themselves.

I hope that one day, every monk can discover his own strength and be proud of himself.

I hope that one day, every strong man can challenge the way of heaven and shout for himself!" Zhao Lingxuan's voice sounded, and the whole place gradually calmed down.

This is the spirit of the church.

"In the church, everyone is a brother and a sister. Together, we can stand tall. On the road, we can overcome all obstacles. When disaster strikes, we are together and unstoppable. We move forward bravely. We have the most powerful force in the world.

brave heart!"

This is a passage that every disciple of the Holy Temple has read by heart. When Zhao Lingxuan said it eloquently, countless disciples who had practiced in the Holy Temple shouted that voice in their hearts almost at the same time.

Temple glory!

Over the years, the Holy Church has done a lot. From Xue Zhongnan to Wang Meng, to Zhao Lingxuan, they have persisted in doing it. Even if the Holy Church is destroyed one day, the spirit of the Holy Church will never be lost!

Everyone has different talents. Even if they get a chance, they may still not be able to succeed and still have to return to ordinary life, but they have got a chance!

Once you have experienced life, you never need to regret it.

And the most precious thing in this world is opportunity and hope!

Some people were excited and some were disdainful, but none of these mattered to Zhao Lingxuan.

An Dao and others could no longer control the excitement in their hearts. They were madmen, and everyone in the church was mad. They persisted for some unrealistic things until now, maybe forever.

But this is the church.

This is their glory.

When the sound of the temple's glory resounded through the sky, Ming Wichang and others realized that all those so-called foolish efforts and so-called extravagant waste over the years were not in vain.

In Tongming City, countless monks are shouting, you may not like what the church is doing, but you can't help but admire their persistence!

There is still a smile on Ming Wuchang's face. Being able to end this legend and defeat such a woman is an honor for any strong man!

Zhao Lingxuan opened her arms, looked up at the sky, and waited silently. She hoped that the person could hear her call.

All the disciples of the Temple follow Zhao Lingxuan. You can kill a disciple of the Temple, but you will never change his persistence!

In the Zhongqian Realm, Wang Meng's temple shone brightly. Wang Meng opened his eyes while meditating. The golden light was enough to make the sky eclipse.

He finally felt that it was the unstoppable call of the law that opened a gap!

There is a continuous input of true energy.

But in Xiaoqianjie, Zhao Lingxuan stood up and turned around. No matter what the time, no matter what the difficulties, the disciples of the Holy Temple would never run away from challenges.

Ming Wuchang smiled slightly and took a step forward. A huge momentum exploded. There was nothing more legendary than reaching the top of the temple.

With a slight exchange of momentum, Ming Wuchang could feel Zhao Lingxuan's injury.

Challenging the way of heaven, this is such a nonsense thing. If it disappears, it will disappear. It will never come back!

Many sect leaders on the front line immediately felt Zhao Lingxuan's condition and looked at each other in shock. She was actually injured!

No wonder Ming Wuchang dares to challenge. This so-called fairness is not fair at all, but at this moment, Zhao Lingxuan has no way out!

Yu Chen and others looked solemn. In this situation, others could not interfere.

Ming Wuchang smiled slightly, "If I can't beat you within ten moves, I will lose!"

He knew the basics, and after a little testing, he knew that it was almost done. Moreover, the battle between masters was a life-and-death battle, and ten moves were enough to determine the winner. But it fell into the ears of countless monks. It was extremely domineering.

Just then there was a roar in the sky, and an endless golden light descended. The heaven and earth were shaking, and the holy mountain was shaking.

An unrivaled and unknown momentum descended with the golden light.

Zhao Lingxuan was stunned. Even after so many years, this breath was still so familiar.

The people in the church were shocked, could it be? Could it be?

Is this possible?

Is this possible?

Countless monks looked up at the sky, wondering what was happening.

Countless golden lightnings roared out, forming a column and landing on the altar, reflecting the countless stars flying in the sky.

The star map spread between heaven and earth, and on the golden Milky Way, a figure slowly emerged.

In an instant, the heaven and earth stopped.

After a brief period of calm, the monks prostrated themselves one after another, because at least half of the monks still recognized this figure and had witnessed the legend.

This is an unstoppable man between heaven and earth.

He has really arrived!

Ming Wuchang's body trembled, as if he had been completely chilled. He knew Wang Meng, and of course he knew that when Wang Meng was around, no one dared to fight against the Star Alliance.

He and his congregants are like mountains that weigh on the hearts of every ambitious monk.

No, this is an illusion, he can't come back!

Ming Wuchang mustered up the courage to look at the statue, but in an instant, his legs weakened and he fell down.

That coercion was simply not something he could resist. Facing the power of God, he was as small as an ant.

Wang Meng came walking across the Milky Way and looked down at the world. His eyes could penetrate time and space and look into the distance.

At that moment, all the monks seemed to be seen.

Countless monks prostrated themselves, no matter whether they had seen him or not, they all knew that this was that person.

The most powerful existence in the history of the Small Thousand World.

Finally, God's eyes fell on Zhao Lingxuan. Zhao Lingxuan raised her head. The Star Alliance leader's tears finally fell. Next to Wang Meng, that was the naughty little junior sister.

"I'm back."

The faint words spread all over the world, and the tens of thousands of disciples in the entire temple could not suppress the excitement in their hearts. Many of them had only seen Wang Meng's portrait. That god-like figure broke through the imprisonment of heaven and came again.

Does this mean that not even heaven and earth can stop him?

Those words came back to me, and it was like a force poured into the hearts of every disciple of the temple.

Looking at the crying Zhao Lingxuan, Wang Meng smiled slightly, gently helped Zhao Lingxuan up, and then said something. Zhao Lingxuan nodded, and then Wang Meng's figure gradually faded with the Milky Way, and finally the golden light disappeared from the sky.

Until that moment, for a long time, the entire Small Thousand Realm still seemed as if time had stood still.

Those monks who attempted to subvert the temple were like icebergs. They knew one thing very well. A temple with Wang Meng and a temple without Wang Meng were completely different concepts.

Once faith returns, this temple is invincible.

The eyes of every disciple of the Temple are burning with strength and hope... Looking for trouble in the Temple at this time is no different from seeking death.

After a long time, Zhao Lingxuan returned to God. The moment she turned around, she had returned to the omnipotent leader of the Holy Temple.
Chapter completed!