"Yes, Lord Sovereign." Several elders bowed in response.
Not long after, the head of the Jingyue Sect rose into the sky, and led an elder and five disciples to fly towards the direction of Longyin Mountain.
At the same time, in the Tianji Realm, Xuanji Realm, Lingji Realm, and the major cities, ancient teleportation formations were opened one after another. Xiu stepped on the teleportation formation and rushed in the same direction.
Although these teleportation formations are often damaged and difficult to repair, they are never used easily on weekdays, but Wuji Shengtian is in danger, and the appearance of the Nether Temple may save the entire continent, but no one would do it here. Time to be stingy with the teleportation formation.
Of course, not everyone is qualified to use the teleportation formation. If the alchemy technique is too mediocre, and there is no background of extraordinary strength, you can only look at the mirage-like magnificent temple in the distant sky and sigh secretly
Tianji Domain, a large hall in the depths of Tianji Palace, the heavy door slowly opened, revealing the indifferent and majestic face of Tianji Shengjun, but compared with the past, his eyes were obviously a little more tired, his face was a little gray, and his whole body They all looked much older.
"Subordinates (disciples) pay homage to Lord Shengjun!" Several old men bowed to the ground and said respectfully.
Although they could see that Tianji Shengjun was exhausted and his spiritual sense was obviously exhausted, they didn't dare to say a word.
"Get up. I've been in seclusion for many days, and there's nothing wrong outside, right?" Tianji Shengjun waved his hand and asked lightly.
"The barrier of the Purple Heaven Prison is mostly broken, and there are envoys in the three extreme regions, so there is no chaos. But" An old man below said, but hesitated at the end.
"But what?" Tianji Shengjun asked.
"However, the Nether Temple reappeared on Longyin Mountain a few days ago, which seems to be much earlier than we expected." The old man said, with some doubts in his eyes.
"The Temple of Netherworld" Tianji Shengjun frowned and fell silent.
"Now the alchemy masters and Qi Dao masters from various domains are rushing to Longyin Mountain one after another, I don't know if something bad will happen?" An old man below said worriedly.
"It's a pity that Changsun Luocang died too early. If he didn't die, even if the Nether Temple came back to life, it would not be able to stir up any troubles for a while with just one or two Danjun Qijun." Another old man said with a sigh .
Hearing him mention the eldest grandson Luo Cang, Tianji Shengjun felt a little bored. For this great event, he has been planning for tens of thousands of years, and the eldest grandson Luocang is the most important part of it. This is also the reason why he tolerates and protects the eldest grandson Luocang in every possible way.
Who would have thought that just as the great event was about to come to fruition, that useless waste would die at the hands of several unreasonably young juniors, which made him have to advance his plan and make another risky move at the same time.
Thinking of his eldest grandson Luocang, he couldn't help but think of Gu Fenghua and the others, with a bit of hostility on his face: If he didn't know that they had died in the abyss of heaven, he really wished he could tear their corpses into pieces, destroy their spirits, and make them Never be reborn.
"Master Shengjun, do you want us to go to the Nether Temple?" An old man asked tentatively.
"No need, now that the arrow is on the line, you must not act rashly, so as not to cause complications." Tianji Shengjun waved his hand, directly dispelling his thoughts.
"Everything outside is almost arranged. You have stayed in Tianji Palace to recharge your energy recently. Without my order, don't go out at will." Tianji Shengjun gave an order, turned and walked towards the cold main hall . (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com