The colorful divine gate is dazzling and leads directly to the supreme martial arts sanctuary and the Divine Martial Arts Temple in the Northern Region.

Before this divine gate, more than ten innate powerful men from the three holy places appeared, but they remained silent for a long time and even frowned slightly.

This Shenwu Holy Temple is extraordinary. As the hosts of the three holy lands, there should be a peak strong man here. But for some reason, neither Tianyin Pavilion nor the other two holy lands, there are no strong man at the peak of the Taoist realm.

Everyone was puzzled. Isn’t this the case for more than ten innate people in the three holy places? According to the process, the two sect leaders of Tianyin Pavilion and the leaders of the other two holy places should have appeared at this moment. Why are there no one seeing each other now?

Could it be that Ning Yuan’s incident was delayed?

Everyone in the three holy lands was confused. They naturally knew about the three holy lands siege and killing Ningyuan last night. However, the masters sent by the three holy lands were easy to kill one Ningyuan. It should not be delayed for so long. Could it be that there was any conflict between the three holy lands?

Thinking that at this point, the eyes of the three holy lands that looked at each other were a little bad, which made the atmosphere suddenly become strange.

Perhaps they noticed something, although everyone present was eager to enter the Shenwu Temple, they still suppressed their urgent hearts and waited for the decisions of the three holy places.

Everyone was silent. The elders of the three holy lands looked at each other for a moment, and perhaps they could not make a decision.

At this moment, I suddenly saw a figure falling down from the sky. White clothes are better than snow, and my clothes are fluttering. Is there an ink-colored guqin behind me? Who is Su Muwanqing, the descendant of the Tianyin lineage?

"It's Su Jia."

"The descendants of the Tianyin lineage are here."

Su Muwanqing showed up, which caused a stir among the crowd, but everyone present was not ordinary people and was quickly calmed down.

Su Muwanqing also looked at the innate powerhouses in the three holy places, and then said indifferently: "The two sect masters must have delayed their affairs, so please ask the elders to open the Divine Martial Temple first."

"This...well."

Hearing this, the elders of the three holy lands hesitated for a while, and finally nodded and agreed.

After all, Su Muwanqing's identity is no better than others. She is the only successor of the Tianyin lineage. In the three holy places of the Northern Region, although it is Tianyin Pavilion, Sword Demon Peak, and Divine Sword Villa standing together on the surface, in fact, Tianyin Pavilion refers to the two veins of the Sword Sect. As for the Tianyin inheritance, it is completely transcendent to the outside world. Not to mention the Tianyin Pavilion Double Sect, even the Sword Demon Peak and Divine Sword Villa are respectful to the oldest inheritance in the Northern Region.

As the descendant of the Tianyin lineage, in terms of identity, he is even more noble than the leader of the Sword Sect.

It is precisely because of this that Su Muwanqing is speaking out now that the elders of the three holy places can only agree to open the Divine Martial Temple.

After nodding, the elders from the three holy places turned around and shot out a great Taoist genus and injected it into the seven-color divine gate.

Suddenly, the colorful divine light twisted, and then the light bloomed, the divine gate opened, and an ancient aura emerged, with vicissitudes and decay, making everyone's hearts condense and look at the open colorful divine gate. When they saw that inside the door, there was a deep and dark world.

"Is this the Temple of the Divine Martial Arts?"

Seeing this, everyone who was extremely expectant was stunned. Although they were not disappointed, they also felt a little strange.

This Divine Martial Temple is not so much a supreme martial arts holy land, but rather a cemetery. Even if you don’t enter it, everyone can feel a wave of decay, as if there is no vitality in it.

This made everyone feel a little uneasy, but then it calmed down. After all, they knew that the Divine Martial Temple is not just a treasure house, but also a dangerous situation. Naturally, it is impossible to be as magnificent as a real palace.

Among the crowd, a fat little fat man in a gray Taoist robe looked young and looked white and fat, looking at the colorful divine gate for a long time, and a smile appeared on his face, murmured in his heart: "Shenwu Temple, hehehe, this is clearly a large tomb, and I don't know who it is buried inside. I ran over from the Central Domain, and I have to pay some hard work."

Next to the stall, Jin Wuming stuffed a large stack of gold tickets into his arms, looked at the colorful divine gate leading to the Shenwu Temple, and then looked at Ling Tian with a cold expression on the side, and said, "Bamboo, I see the place with a sense of evil spirit. You are really so unwilling to think about it and want to go in."

"Yes." Ling Tian nodded, a trace of blazing appeared in his eyes, and he murmured: "I must go."

Jin Wuming shook his head and said, "Hey, the last time I came back from Beiqian Mountain, I felt that you and Mr. Yuan were both strange. Now it's even more so. Isn't it just for a woman? The little girl from Chunyang Palace may not necessarily have the girls who are drunk in the Honglou. Why do you have to do this?"

"People fight for a breath!" Ling Tian said, turned around and looked at Jin Wuming, patted his shoulder, and said, "Take care."

"I should say this." Jin Wuming sighed, then looked at the crowd, and said with a frown at Ling Tian, ​​"I think the little girl in Chunyang Palace is going to go in too. If you meet her inside, just force her to do it, either kill her. I heard that you who practice swordsmanship like to kill her sister the most. Maybe if you kill that girl, you will be invincible in the world."

“This is worth considering.”

"Hey, I'll just say, you're not here to be true?"

...

Among the crowd, Chaoyang, wearing bright red armor, was even more breathtaking. The eyes of all the talents around Tiannan were filled with admiration, but Chaoyang was not aware of it at all. From time to time, he looked out of the valley, but he could never see the figure.

"Isn't he coming? Or..."

A murmur in his heart, and the worry that arose made Chaoyang frown slightly.

Even when everyone was talking, the twisted colorful divine gate finally stabilized completely, and the dazzling divine light also converged, no longer as surging as before.

Seeing this, the elders of the three holy places nodded and then said to everyone: "Through this colorful divine gate, you can lead to the Shenwu Temple. After one month, the divine gate will open again. All of them will be guided by colorful divine lights in the Shenwu Temple. You must return through the colorful divine gate within three days, otherwise the divine gate will be closed and you will be trapped in the Shenwu Temple forever."

Hearing this, there was a hint of solemnity in everyone's eyes. He was trapped in the Shenwu Temple. There was no need to think about what the outcome would be. Perhaps a few bones that the people who entered the Shenwu Temple again saw were the ones who were thousands of years ago. Fortunately, the colorful divine gate will last for three days, and as long as there is no accident, they can catch up.

Seeing that everyone had already understood, the elders of the three holy lands nodded and then said: "To enter the Divine Martial Temple, your cultivation must be below the innate level, and those whose bone age is only thirty will be exceeded will automatically leave the list."

This made the crowd stir again, but no one left.

Seeing this, the elders of the three holy lands did not say much, and waved their hands and said, "Since that's the case, then enter. This colorful divine sect has just been established, and only ten people can enter at present."

After saying that, an elder of the Tianyin Pavilion Dharma Sect bowed to Su Muwanqing.

Seeing this, Su Muwanqing didn't say much and directly entered the Seven Colorful Divine Sect.

After Su Muwanqing entered, she suddenly heard a crazy laugh, and a dark sword shadow came across with a monstrous magic light. After falling to the Colorful Divine Gate, it turned into a young man wearing a black robe and a wicked smile on his face.

I saw this man's tall figure, with a hint of evil intention in his handsome face, and the demonic energy in his body appeared faintly, which made the void around him twist, adding to the terrifying magical posture.

"Jiang Chen!"

"The little devil of Jianmo Peak."

"It is said that the inheritance of the Sword Demon Peak is related to the Western Extreme Demon Realm. It seems that this rumor is really based on some reason."

"snort!"

As everyone whispered, a cold snorted sound suddenly sounded, followed by a dark sword light, carrying the smolder demonic energy, and slashed the person who was talking about the inheritance of the mysterious skill of the Sword Demon Peak.

The Demon Sword was extremely fierce. Although the man's cultivation was not weak, he could not compare with Jiang Chen. He could not dodge in shock and was about to be killed by this sword light.

At this moment, another sword light came out horizontally, directly blocking Jiang Chen's attack on the sword. When the two collided, a roar sounded, and the two sword lights shattered, and the remaining force swept across, making everyone retreat.

Between the broken sword light, a figure appeared, with white clothes fluttering, majestic weapons, staring at Jiang Chen coldly.

"It's Mr. Ling Yun from Divine Sword Villa."

Seeing this, someone couldn't help but exclaim, and his admiration and awe-inspiring eyes fell on the man.

The visitor was Ning Lingyun, the true disciple of the Divine Sword Villa, the leader of the Nine Swords of the Northern Region.

Seeing Ning Lingyun blocking his sword, Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and then sneered: "Ning Lingyun, you will always be so inappropriate."

Ning Lingyun also said in a cold voice: "If you hurt your life for no reason, the more violent your personality will be."

"Ha, if you don't have that strength, you must know how to control your mouth. This time I will give you Ning Lingyun a face and spare his life, but next time I will not have such good luck."

Jiang Chensen smiled, making the man's face pale.

Ning Lingyun's eyes turned cold and he shouted, "No matter that time, you will not be able to be rampant."

"Haha, then let's take a look, I'll wait for you in the Sword Hall."

Jiang Chen laughed loudly, ignored Ning Lingyun's reaction, turned around and stepped into the colorful divine gate.

Ning Lingyun was not talking and entered.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, especially the person who saved his life under Jiang Chen's sword, was even more relieved.

Jiang Chen, the strongest person in the younger generation of Jianmo Peak, has a superb cultivation of the Demon Sword, but his personality is violent. Even in Jianmo Peak, it makes people feel disgusted. Looking at the Northern Region, in addition to ignoring Su Muwanqing, the successor of Tianyin lineage, only Ning Lingyun from Divine Sword Villa can compete with him.
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