----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Luo Su nodded, "I understand that these things are not urgent. I will not touch them until I am not strong enough. It is just a way to die."

Fan Qing changed the topic, "By the way, Wutian, you are at the level of a demon. Although you are extremely talented among your peers, you can't support Guangyao, a force that monopolizes the mainland economy, right?"

Everyone looked at him together, and they had this question, but they didn't speak.

Wutian said embarrassedly, "Of course my strength is not good, but I can cooperate with others, like Old Man Bai is one, and there are others."

Luo Su responded, "That's true. The Great Elder is the Demon Saint. If there are such people of strength, it would be easy to protect the light."

"But how did they promise you? These people will never help you in vain, right?"

Wu Tian felt helpless, "This is naturally. It took a lot of effort to ask them to agree. Their conditions..." Another painful pain on his face.

Everyone laughed out loud, and everyone was fighting and joking, and they even arrived at the gate of the Zhanling Temple.

Fan Qing glanced at the door without admiration. It was worthy of being such a big place. The guards at the door were at the level of a great martial artist. "This Battle Spirit Temple is really a big deal, this is a great martial artist."

Wutian looked at her in confusion, "Great Martial Artsman? How did you know?"

Fan Qing was stunned, "Can't you see it?"

Luo Su frowned, "Don't you know that people who are above their own strength can't detect their level?"

Fan touched his earlobe lightly, how did she know? It seemed that along the way, except for some special people, she could understand the levels of various humans and beasts at a glance. She originally thought that everyone was like this, but it seemed that it wasn't it? "I don't know either. Can't you see it? I seem to know it all the time."

Wuyou pulled Fan Qing heartlessly, "Haha, Xiao Fan Fan is worthy of being the most powerful, you can know this."

Everyone looked at each other. This talent... is really a monster.

"By the way, is there only one place in this Battle Spirit Temple?"

Wu Tian held his forehead, "How is this possible? Even my light is scattered everywhere. How could there be only one big force like the War Spirit Temple? This is just one of his sub-sects."

Just a branch hall has this strength? I am really weak, Fan Qing sighed, "Let's go in."

Everyone led by Fan Qing walked into the War Spirit Temple together. An elegant man came over and pushed the lens on his nose. His eyes flashed and he said to Fan Qing, "Miss, I don't know what can help you? I am Ze, I'm serving you."

Fan Qing noticed that the person in front of him was different from the one who received the others. Is there any difference?
Chapter completed!