Qianjueling, Yangfang Temple.

Three thousand years ago, Emperor Haoyue broke through the shackles because he encountered a strange beast sheep in Qianjue Ridge and ate his essence and blood, and broke through the twelve realms of martial arts, and entered the higher third realm of destiny.

This laid a solid foundation for the subsequent struggle for destiny.

Because of this legend, over the past three thousand years, many people from the Southern Region’s martial arts have entered Qianjue Ridge and looked for traces of the strange beast sheep.

But in the end, nothing was found.

So much so that later, everyone also regarded the strange beast sheep as a rumor.

However, there has always been an ancient temple in Yangfang in Qianjue Ridge.

As for when it was built, it is no longer possible to verify.

Some people say that this ancient temple in Yangfang was erected by Emperor Haoyue after he carried the destiny of heaven. In order to thank the strange beast in Yangfang, he personally established it.

Some people also say that this was established by later generations in order to worship Emperor Haoyue and devour the essence and blood of the sheep.

But no matter who built the Ancient Temple of Yangfang, it cannot conceal the fact that it has failed.

Qianjue Ridge is rare in the current Qianjue Ridge and no one cares about it.

The Ancient Temple of Yangfang has also become a deserted temple with weeds and spider webs.

"Squeak!"

The mottled temple door was slowly opened, and three men in purple robe took Ren Xiaofeng and walked directly into the Yangfang Ancient Temple.

The air was filled with moist and decay, as if it was proving the destruction of this ancient temple in Sheep Square to others.

At this time, it happened to be midnight.

However, in the Yangfang Ancient Temple, except for the three purple-robed men and Ren Xiaofeng, there were no people waiting for the three holy places.

There was not even a ghost.

"Swish..."

The cold wind in the middle of the night kept blowing the dead trees in the temple, causing the only leaves on the dead trees to fall with the wind.

It gives people an inexplicable sense of thriller.

The three purple-robed men looked at Ren Xiaofeng without saying a word, but Ren Xiaofeng had already understood the eyes of the three purple-robed men.

They need an explanation.

But Ren Xiaofeng was also confused at this moment, following the information he received.

The Martial Arts Sect and the three holy places agreed to meet are at the Yangfang Ancient Temple at midnight tonight.

Why is no one coming now?

Ren Xiaofeng looked at the three purple-robed men with a bitter face and helplessly. Just as he was about to speak, he found that the three purple-robed men looked at the hall in Yangfang Ancient Temple at the same time.

In the hall, under a quaint statue of a strange beast, a black figure appeared at some time.

Perhaps, that black figure has always been in the ancient temple of Yangfang.

It's just that my vision is too blurry, and several people didn't notice it before.

With the faint moonlight, the few people could vaguely see the black figure, and their palms kept gently stroking the statue of the strange beast in the Sheep Square.

The action is filled with gentle nostalgia.

It's like remembering an old friend.

Seeing the black figure, the three men in purple robe walked towards the ancient temple without much hesitation.

Ren Xiaofeng was in the same place and did not dare to leave or step forward.

The black shadow was clearly in front of him, but if he did not pass through his vision, he would not be able to detect the other party's existence at all.

Based on this alone, Ren Xiaofeng also knew that the person in the hall was not simple.

In this case, Ren Xiaofeng felt that the smartest way was to wait and see what happened.

Three men in purple robe walked into the hall and stared at the black figure, but none of them spoke.

But from the solemnity of the three of them, it can be seen that they were quite afraid of the black figure in front of them.

Ren Xiaofeng's feelings about the black figure came directly from an intuition.

But the feelings of the three men in purple robe about the black figure are from the touch of the realm.

The black figure in front of me was unable to reach the edge with the realm of three men in purple robe.

"Ji Jiang's words are not enough!"

"There is endless and there is no end, so it will be."

"The mountains and rivers have old age, Ji Jiang Wanliu."

"You are from the Jiang family's Holy Clan?"

In the dark ancient temple hall, the black figure slowly turned around, and what caught everyone's eyes was a terrifying mask of grimace.

The sound from under the mask of grimace gives people an indescribable feeling of discomfort.

The three men in purple robe were slightly surprised when they were revealed.

One of them walked out and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

There were strange laughs under the mask of Ghost Face.

Turning sideways, the ugly slave's palm gently strokes the statue of the strange beast in the Sheep Square again.

He said leisurely: "Thousands of old friends are the master of the beast in the sheep."

"Three thousand years ago, the bright moon ate the essence and blood of the sheep, broke the martial arts and entered the destiny of heaven."

"At that time, the sheep had been with me for thousands of years."

After saying that, Chou Nu sighed in his mouth: "The sheep made the bright moon, and the bright moon lasted my life for another three thousand years."

"Everything is just for my selfish desire to live."

"Now, my life still exists."

"You can rest in peace!"

In the words of the Chou Slave, the statue that had long been ruined seemed to be given life and was versed in spirituality.

A faint whine came out.

It's like I've been comforted for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, in front of the three purple-robed men, the statue that had stood for three thousand years had not fallen, shattered.

Turned into dust all over the ground.

And what Chou Nu said seemed to be answering three men in purple robe.

In fact, it was talking about the statue of the strange beast in the sheep square in front of me.

After the statue turned into dust, the ugly slave looked at the three men in purple robe again and said, "Some seemingly destined results are just deliberate arrangements."

"Have you ever thought about it when you show up here?"

"You are just fish that go with the flow. There is only a big net that has been laid out long ago."

The meaning of the words of Chou Nu made the three men in purple frown.

Some words were not because they couldn't understand, but because they understood them, which made the three men in purple robe feel that the person in front of them was either a lunatic or a fool.

Although they come from the Jiang family's Holy Clan, they are not unfamiliar with the legend of Emperor Haoyue.

According to what the person in front of him said, all the reasons why Emperor Haoyue was able to bear the destiny of heaven were caused by him.

Is this possible?

However, the three men in purple robe didn't care whether the person in front of him was true or false.

They appeared in the southern region just to investigate the cause of death of the three members of the Jiang family's Holy Clan.

And the cause of death is most likely related to the Demon Camp.

This is the only clue they got from the mouths of those who escaped from the Bohai Sea.

For the ugly slave, it doesn't matter whether these three people believe in his words or not.

In the plan of the Tianji Shogunate, the only function of these three people can only be truly exerted after their death.

Shaking his head, the ugly slave did not say another word in his purple robe.

The figure moved and was already walking outside the hall.

Seeing that the Chou Nu wanted to leave, the three purple-robed men were about to stop him when they saw that the bright full moon suddenly dropped its divine light over Qianjue Ridge, covering the three purple-robed men.

Under the divine light of the moonlight, the vitality of the three purple-robed men was instantly absorbed and fell to the ground with a bang.

Until his death, the three men in purple robe could not even make a sound.

The Chou Nu didn't even look at the death of the three men in purple robe and walked straight out of the hall.

When the three purple-robed men fell to the ground, Ren Xiaofeng, who was not far away, looked frightened and turned around and was about to escape from this place without hesitation.

But just as Ren Xiaofeng turned around, another divine light fell from the sky, covering Ren Xiaofeng's body.

When the divine light disappeared, Ren Xiaofeng had already fallen to the ground and died.

"The cold dew has no flowers, and the atrium is white and perched!"

"Looking at the sky at the fifteenth night, I think of the divine moon in autumn."
Chapter completed!