Chapter 944: Xinglan Temple

"Nothing, you guys go back, I need to rest."

Bai Chen's performance today was very different. Normally, even if he didn't feel like chatting, he would let the three girls go away when they were tired.

But today, he ordered them to leave, even if the method was very tactful...

"Well, third brother, you have a good rest."

Bai Zhixue, Lin Mengyao and Tang Qin looked at each other, and then walked out of the room.

The unique fragrance of the girl lingered in the quiet little house. Bai Chen came to the window and opened the bamboo window.

Looking at a very majestic building in the distance, the majestic aura surrounding the building was colorful, reaching the sky, deep into the galaxy, and forming a line with many stars in the starry sky.

Such a spectacular scene is the most powerful formation to protect the Xinglan Temple, and it is a formation created by the twelve war gods.

Xinglan Temple is the most magnificent building in the world...

"Emperor of Heaven, you never thought that I am back again. You held the Shenwu Conference and wanted to get rid of me with the final winner of the conference, the Martial God. Little did you know that those Martial Gods were nothing but grass in my eyes! So many years have passed, and I have fallen for 30,000 years. What is the meaning of your Martial God Conference?"

Bai Chen's sharp eyes condensed slightly: "But why did I attack Xinglan Temple in my previous life?"

Ke Xin...

A familiar name appeared in Bai Chen's mind again. The severe pain swept through his sea of ​​consciousness like a storm, stirring all the nebulae to the brink of collapse.

"Um--"

The sudden severe headache made him jump onto the bed and bury his head deep under the pillow.

After a tremor, thinking about Lin Mengyao's face and Tang Qin's slender waist, he finally fell asleep.

The next day.

Bai Chen went downstairs very early. He was like usual, with a reassuring smile on his face, eating and drinking tea.

Seeing him return to his true colors, everyone was relieved, only Yang Qiuyu remained silent.

Bai Chen and Chu Junran led a team of more than 40 people, strode out of the inn, and walked towards the Xinglan Temple in the distance.

Along the way, handsome men and beautiful women attracted the attention of countless passers-by. With the momentum of these people, it is not difficult to find that they are far from being comparable to ordinary martial arts sects.

Following the back of the crowd, Yang Qiuyu was still drifting with the flow.

Looking at her lost and depressed appearance, Lin Mengyao deliberately slowed down and walked side by side with her.

"Sister Qiuyu, are you still worried about participating in the Shenwu Conference?" Lin Mengyao intimately took Yang Qiuyu's lotus arm.

Hearing this, Yang Qiuyu looked up at her and said distressedly: "I don't understand. Brother Ling Can's strength is far above mine. I am only at the Seven Star Reincarnation Realm. Why did the Sect Master set me as a candidate for the competition?"

"Sister Qiuyu, since Brother Bai set it this way, he has his own intention. In his eyes, you are a person with great potential!"

"But, those who can come to participate this time are all the top masters of the major domains. People say that our Southern Domain is the weakest of the five major domains. Letting me compete in the arena is tantamount to smearing our Southern Domain."

"Don't think too much. Maybe the other major domains are as declining as our Southern Domain."

"Can it be..."

"Yes, think positively! Let the three of us plus Teacher Shu Kexin gather together as the top four to promote the glory of the Southern Domain of our continent!"

Lin Mengyao smiled foolishly, and her voice fell into the ears of Chu Junran in the distance, but she snorted disdainfully.

They walked for almost an hour and finally arrived at the Xinglan Temple, which combines the highest honor and glory.

The huge temple that penetrated deep into the sky radiated dazzling brilliance under the scorching sun. A huge holy sword pierced deeply into a shining star that was a hundred feet high, making people feel daunted.

Except for Bai Chen, even Chu Junran, who came here, could not help but look up at the temple with a solemn look in his eyes.

For many years, the southern region of the continent has been ridiculed by the world as the weakest. This time, they want to change all this. All the participants hope to show their skills in the conference and prove to the world that their southern region is not weak!

Standing in front of the crowd, Chu Junran's phoenix eyes gradually surged with determination to refuse to admit defeat.

"Let's go!"

With a light voice, she took everyone and took steps together.

Before arriving at the gate of Xinglan Temple, Chu Junran stepped forward and presented three invitations with both hands. A guard captain took the invitation and couldn't help but read: "Representatives of the southern region of the continent, Feng Temple, Chenyao Sword Sect, Shengtian Academy..."

"Puff! The clown is here." The guards next to him were all laughing and crying.

Chu Junran thought that the predecessors in the South Region might not have achieved ideal results in this Shenwu Conference, which made the South Region a laughing stock on the continent, but this mere guard dared to mock the South Region team in person, which was a bit too much.

Her eyes fell lightly on the guard captain's hand. Logically, he should hand it back to her after reading the invitation letter.

However, the guard obviously didn't mean to do that.

Chu Junran lowered her head, and her red lips pursed up a faint smile: "Let's go, let's go in."

As she said that, she directly bumped over the guard captain's arm, and actually knocked the sturdy guard captain back several steps before he could stand firm.

"You...!"

The guard was about to get angry, but suddenly looked down at his empty palm, and couldn't help but brow jump: "When did she?!"

Chu Junran walked over the stone steps, casually threw two of the invitations into the hands of Bai Chen and Shu Kexin, and then walked into the Xinglan Temple with a faint indifference on her pretty face.

They came to the spacious hall, and the stone pillars carved with countless ancient characters and patterns stunned everyone.

This place is as vast as a small world, with shining stone pillars everywhere.

At this time, a maid suddenly flashed in front of several people, bowed to Chu Junran and others and smiled: "Excuse me, are you contestants from the southern region of the continent?"

"..."

Chu Junran frowned. He didn't take out the invitation. How did this little maid know?

Moreover, looking at the maid's body movements, it was also extraordinary. Is any maid in this Xinglan Temple so terrifying?

"Yes." As the leader of the seed team in the southern region of the continent, Chu Junran nodded.

"Well, follow me. I'll take you to the guest room."

The maid smiled and stepped on her toes. Wan'er turned around and led everyone to a corridor.

Bai Chen followed the crowd in the Phoenix Temple, looking at the familiar ancient patterns, and a faint smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Xinglan Temple...