The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 6793: Sacrificial (one more)

"Ms. Qiying, this person has no proof of entering the temple. Some people say that he sneaked in, maybe because he wanted to be detrimental to the Eternal Temple, so we are checking his identity."

Said one of the guards.

Nangong Yaqing nodded, and then snorted coldly. Even if she came late, how could she not know the reason for what happened here? , then said: "I know him, let's step back."

"Yes."

The silver-armored guards retreated immediately, and everything returned to its original state, but everyone's eyes on Ye Chen were different.

What is the relationship between this kid and Nangong Yaqing?

Nangong Yaqing is the only daughter of the master of the Eternal Temple. She is extremely talented, powerful, and arrogant. She is like a phoenix standing on a branch, overlooking many young talents in the eternal void.

I have never heard of Nangong Yaqing having close contact with a certain man. Even if they are talking, they keep a distance and are neither humble nor arrogant.

But where did this kid come from today?

Doubts such as these lingered in the minds of everyone.

Nangong Yaqing didn't care about this, she moved to Ye Chen's side, and the lotus steps moved gently, just like a blooming and coquettish flower, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

"Are you all right?" Nangong Yaqing asked.

"It's okay, some people are just picking things up on purpose."

He said, glanced at Venerable King Yongshuang intentionally or unintentionally, and found that the old man's expression was indeed unnatural.

Nangong Yaqing nodded and didn't say anything, but she wrote down the location of Zunwang Yongshuang.

About half an hour later, when Nangong Wentian returned from outside, the noisy hall suddenly became incomparably silent, except for the soft sound of the Liuyun boots under his feet stepping on the ground.

"I've kept you all waiting, now the Eternal Ceremony officially begins."

Nangong Wentian smiled slightly, but he couldn't see much emotion on his face.

He came to the high platform, and with a big wave of his hand, white clouds spewed from all corners of the palace, as if a strange magic power was generated, covering everyone.

When the clouds and mist dissipated again, everyone had come to a new world, ancient forests, rushing rivers, and endless stars floating on the dome.

The most conspicuous is a towering mountain. To be precise, it is a building that can be called the peak of the pole.

There is a splendid altar there, which can hold tens of thousands of people, suddenly arching from the inside to the outside, straight into the sky.

The structure of the altar was originally a mountain, but it was transformed into what it is today by the ancestors of the Eternal Temple.

Every thousand years, the Eternal Ceremony is held to commemorate those great ancestors, to open up territory for the Eternal Temple, and to sweep the void.

It is also to invite the blessing of the ancestors to bless the people in the temple.

The central Nangong Wentian on the altar suddenly opened his eyes, and the silver-white sword light broke through the sky.

Seeing this incomparably powerful sword light, the expressions of the powerhouses who came to participate in this eternal ceremony changed.

This sword is called Yi Nian Eternal, and it is the squatting move of the Eternal Temple.

In addition, this sword uses the entire Eternal Void as the basis to refine the swordsmanship. It is divided into seventy-two styles. It can be practiced to the peak, and even splitting the entire Eternal Void is no problem.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, there was once the master of the Eternal Temple, who practiced Yi Nian Eternal to an unprecedented realm, and thus became the well-deserved number one powerhouse in the Eternal Void.

But when the temple master came back two years later, he was seriously injured and could not retreat. No one could know what he experienced.

But since then, the temple master of the Eternal Temple has lost his power as the first powerhouse. Not to mention the decline in strength, even the momentum of the whole person has become much weaker, and the first powerhouse has been taken away by others. the throne.

Nangong Wentian, the head of the Eternal Temple, has superhuman strength, and his talent is even higher than that of the former head of the temple!

If he is given enough time, I am afraid that he will surpass the peak period of that person!

Nangong Wentian used a thought of eternity to summon the ancestors of the Eternal Temple with swordsmanship.

The extremely strong laws of kendo are wrapped around the silver-white long sword. As his eyes changed, the moment he raised his hand, a silver crescent moon swayed, as if to tear apart the world and enter The realm of stars.

This sword seems to crush everything in the world, to the point of ignoring everything.

Some of the peak powerhouses sighed in their hearts. It seems that this Nangong Wentian has to occupy the throne of the number one powerhouse in the Eternal Void for a long time.

Ye Chen was also far away from the central team in the crowd. He looked up at the eternal sword move, and suddenly seemed to open the eyes of the spirit, and endless sword energy rushed towards him.

Marven Ye was shocked, and then closed his eyes.

Nangong Yaqing was beside him. Seeing Ye Chen's move, she couldn't help but wonder, was this guy scared by his father's sword move?

In Ye Chen's mind, all the surrounding pictures were still, and any noisy sounds were also silent.

There is only one picture left in front of him, and everyone present has become a living sculpture, motionless.

And the inexplicable sigh came from his heart, and Ye Chen realized in a trance, could this be the eternity contained in that sword move?

His eyes were fixed on the center of the altar, like a candle.

That ray of eternal power was fleeting, vague, and very ethereal. Ye Chen was waiting for Nangong Wentian to come out with his sword, until the moment the other party swung the long sword again, he seized the momentary void.

The long sword really contained a trace of eternal power, and the overflowing part was absorbed by Ye Chen and wrapped into a spiritual sword only about one meter, which quickly entered his body.

Nangong Yaqing also discovered something was wrong with Ye Chen at this time. He was surrounded by a faint smoke, and he didn't need to look at the scene. He must be on the verge of breaking through.

And this breath is very similar to the eternal power of his father's swordsmanship.

What can this person realize from the eternal thought? Talent is too scary.

It's a pity that except for Nangong Yaqing, everyone else ignored Ye Chen and let him stand outside the crowd and watch alone.

Who cares about a little character who is too real?

At this moment, Ye Chen thought of many things in his mind, and his understanding of the real world became deeper and deeper.

Now that I have stepped into the realm of Taizhen, it is time to ask the Wolong God Zun to take back the page of the Tianwu Wolong Sutra that the Goddess Taishang left to him.

At this moment, Ye Chen, the white light overflowing from the top of his head, like a river flowing into the sea, merged with the shining silver light on the altar.