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Chapter 1922 The strong gather

Western Lingshan, Buddhist holy land!

Although there are only a dozen people living in this holy land, none of these dozen people are not a holy-level powerful person.

Western Buddhism still attaches great importance to Chen Hao and his group. When Chen Hao and his friends arrived outside Lingshan, they saw more than a dozen holy masters standing there waiting for them.

"The little monk has seen the Heavenly Lord of Xindao and Nuwa."

As soon as they landed, the dozen or so powerful people at the holy level gave them a Buddhist ritual.

Chen Hao didn't say nonsense, and said directly: "Take us in."

Neiwa and the others said nothing, but stood behind Chen Hao and silently stared at the dozen saint-level powerful men.

Of course, Nuwa doesn't like to talk to strangers, and the disciples of the three sects are different from Chen Hao's disciples. They all know that if a war breaks out, these dozen strong men will be their opponents.

As for the battle of dominance, they naturally couldn't get involved, and each of them understood it very well.

"Yes, Tianzun, please."

The leading saint-level powerhouse was very modest and polite. As soon as Chen Hao's words fell, he led Chen Hao and others to the steps to the top of Lingshan.

The bottom of Lingshan is hundreds of thousands of feet away from the peak, but for Chen Hao and the others, these are just a step to reach, and in a moment they have arrived at the peak of Lingshan.

There is a wide temple on the top of Lingshan Mountain, which is the Buddhist Holy Temple Daleiyin Temple!

“This place…”

After seeing the Daleiyin Temple, Chen Hao smiled helplessly, thinking that he and the Buddhist sect really had a grudge for several lifetimes.

He has traveled through countless worlds over the years, and has been to the Great Leiyin Temple at least five times. Every time he goes, he has destroyed the Great Leiyin Temple!

And in this life, he came to this place again.

"Tianzun, please, Empress."

The holy master who was the leader of Buddhism pointed at Daleiyin Temple and the gate of Daleiyin Temple automatically opened.

Chen Hao did not hesitate at all and stepped into the Great Leiyin Temple directly. Nuwa, disciples of the Three Sects and disciples of the Heart, naturally followed closely.

After they entered the Daleiyin Temple, they saw that there were futons everywhere in the temple, but there were no one.

Only in front of me are more than a dozen people, these people are naturally the two masters of Buddhism, the dragon, phoenix, qilin, witch clan, and demon clan.

As soon as Chen Hao and the others entered, the people stood up one after another.

"I have met fellow Taoist Chen and fellow Taoist Nuwa." After getting up, they greeted Chen Hao and the others.

"I have seen fellow Taoists." Nuwa responded.

"Haha!" Chen Hao laughed.

"Two, please sit down quickly." As the owner of the Great Leiyin Temple, Jie Yin sent a warm invitation to Chen Hao and Nuwa.

Chen Hao was not at all polite. He moved his figure and came to the front of Daleiyin Temple. Without waiting for the guidance and Zhunti to arrange, Chen Hao found a seat and sat down.

Maybe it was because of his broad mind, or because he had other intentions, but Chen Hao's actions did not cause Wei Yin and Zhunti to get angry.

After Chen Hao sat down, they nodded at Chen Hao with a smile.

When Nuwa saw Chen Hao looking for a seat to sit down, she also went straight ahead.

"Grandma, why not sit next to us."

The demon emperor Jun invited Nuwa, and Donghuang Taiyi also smiled.

"Okay, then I'll sit next to you." Nuwa nodded and sat between the demon emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

After all, Nuwa was born in the demon clan, and the demon emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi made an appointment, so she naturally couldn't refuse.

Seeing Nuwa agreeing to sit beside her brothers, they were delighted.

But when they looked up, they found that Chen Hao, who was sitting opposite them, was staring at them fiercely.

The two of them were not angry at Chen Hao, but smiled slightly at Chen Hao, as if they had no hatred for Chen Hao!

However, some people can hide their appearance, but they can't hide their eyes. Chen Hao could see from their eyes that they still had endless murderous intent towards themselves, and they were just holding back their laughter.

However, this feeling made Chen Hao feel very normal. If they all have no murderous aura, that would be abnormal.

"Please follow me."

Jie Yin and Zhunti were responsible for arranging Chen Hao and Nuwa, while those saint-level strong men were responsible for arranging Li Jing and his group.

"please!"

Li Jing smiled slightly and led everyone to sit in the position arranged by more than ten Saint-level powerful men. This position is not far from the front, only about dozens of meters.

After sitting down, they all looked straight ahead, wanting to see what would happen, and at the same time they were ready for a big battle.

"Where has Ao Bing's father been?" Nezha looked straight ahead and asked Ao Bing.

"I don't know either!" Ao Bing scratched his head and looked left and right and said.

"Well, my grandfather didn't come either." Feng Xiaoxiao looked right in front and said.

Qibin's face turned dark, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Haha, seven fellow Taoists, today is still fine."

Right ahead, Chen Hao just glanced at the demon emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, then turned his eyes away and moved to the seven ancestor witches.

“Friend Chen…”

The seven ancestor witches all said hello to Chen Hao awkwardly.

Chen Hao didn't care whether they were embarrassed or not. He smiled faintly and said, "How are my two disciples? Are they okay?"

The disciples Chen Hao mentioned are naturally Zhu Ying and Qing Ming. Chen Hao hasn't seen them for a long time, so he really misses them.

"They are fine." Xuan Ming said, and no other ancestor witches said anything.

Chen Hao said: "Since they are fine, why don't they go to the Xindao Academy to see me? Wouldn't a few fellow Taoists let them go?"

Qing Ming said: "Fellow Daoist Chen, don't misunderstand it. It's not that we won't let them go, but that they are now practicing in seclusion in a holy land of our witch clan and cannot get out of seclusion within five years!"

"Oh, so that's the case." Chen Hao shook his head and said, "They two have not reached the holy realm yet, right?"

Xuan Ming said: "At present, they don't have them yet, but in three years, they will definitely become a saint-level powerhouse."

"Haha, you are really in trouble." Chen Hao laughed and said, "If the two of them continued to practice with me, they would have been promoted to holy masters long ago."

As he said that, Chen Hao raised his hand and pointed at his thirty disciples from the Heart Taoist Academy and continued, "Look, the thirty ones in front are all my disciples. Many of them have the talents of many of them, which are far inferior to Zhu Ying and Qing Ming. But now, each of them is a holy-level master."

"hiss……"

Hearing this, the seven ancestor witches glanced at Chen Hao's thirty disciples and observed their qualifications. They found that many of them were indeed far inferior to Qing Ming and Zhu Ying.
Chapter completed!
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