Chapter 353: The Phantom of the Saint

Many of them can't be called secret sentries. As they passed through the seventh floor of the Holy Mountain, countless people from the temple forces were watching Louis and Ruolin nearby.

Louis saw the desire in their eyes. This was obviously because the Breeze Temple promised a huge reward, but facing Louis who destroyed the Giant Wood Temple in just one night, they wanted to take action but had to weigh their own weight again.

"Tomorrow they will be able to pass through the seventh floor of the Holy Mountain. Are we really not going to take action?" A man in a black robe asked his companion next to him.

"Although our temple is stronger than the Giant Wood Temple, the degree of strength is very limited. So if we want to take down Louis who can destroy the Giant Wood Temple, we must obviously pay a very heavy price, and this price is compared with the reward..."

"I understand, but if that's the case, why do we still have to stare at him?" The man asked puzzledly.

"In fact, we are not targeting Louis, but other temple forces."

"Why? I don't understand."

"Although we have made up our minds not to take action, other temple forces may not understand. After all, the reward given by the Breeze Temple is very generous, and there are always some temple forces that can't wait to find trouble with Louis. So when the time comes, it will be our time to fish in troubled waters and reap the benefits."

This person's idea is actually the idea of ​​most other temple forces. They dare not take action directly against Louis, but they are very happy to do things that add insult to injury.

Sure enough, on the second day, when Louis was about to fly out of the seventh floor of the Holy Mountain, a team of people blocked the area in front of them.

"Come down!" A young man who looked about the same age as Louis suddenly soared into the sky and stood in front of Louis.

"Oh my God, it's Mu Sheng Tongmu, the son of the Tongmu Temple!"

The Tongmu Temple is the strongest temple force on the seventh floor of the Holy Mountain, and has a certain connection with the Giant Wood Temple on the eighth floor of the Holy Mountain.

"Who are you?" Louis controlled the flying dragon to stop and dispersed the ice cover outside.

"Mu Sheng, the Holy Son of the Copper Wood Temple! The Lord of the Giant Wood Temple is my uncle." Mu Sheng looked at Louis expressionlessly.

"Why? Want to avenge your uncle?" The aura of natural magic was all over Mu Sheng's body. He must be a natural magician, and his strength was only that of a mid-level magician, far inferior to his uncle, the Lord of the Giant Wood Temple.

"Indeed, you will die today!" Mu Sheng's tone was cold, as if Louis had already become a dead man.

"Where does your confidence come from? Even your uncle, a high-level magician, died in my hands. What do you think you, a mere mid-level magician, have the right to do so?" Louis was a little speechless. It was really that anyone dared to challenge him. To be honest, if it wasn't a master of the Lord level, Louis really looked down on the so-called genius of the same generation.

"Why? I know you are very strong, and you killed a high-level great wizard with your strength, but this is my territory. Do you think those people who are staring at you dare not attack you? They just don't want to be the first to do it."

"Once someone is willing to take the blame and takes action first, then they will definitely rush up and attack in groups, and beat the fallen dog!"

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"Anyway, you will only remember the first person who hit you. If you escape successfully, you won't remember their hatred."

"You see it clearly." Louis curled his lips, He smiled indifferently, "It's a pity that these rabble don't even have a high-level magician. Do you think they can pose any threat to me? Can I take your life in three seconds?"

"Swish!" At this time, two burly middle-level great sword kings instantly appeared in front of Mu Sheng, and Mu Sheng showed a confident smile on his face, "With my two uncles here, you can't hurt me."

"Really? I really don't believe this." Louis snapped his fingers, and a Pikachu appeared behind Mu Sheng and slashed at him with a knife.

Then at the same time, a purple light flashed in Louis's hand, and the power of the violent spell potion burst out, and Pikachu's attack power and speed suddenly increased a lot.

"What?" The two middle-level great sword kings were startled, and suddenly drew their weapons and went up directly, but at the moment when their weapons touched Pikachu's sharp blades, they couldn't help but show a look of shock in their eyes, and then they were instantly chopped away by Pikachu.

The next moment, Pikachu's blade continued to move forward, and he chopped directly at the stunned Mu Sheng.

"Ah!" Just as Pikachu's blade was about to hit Mu Sheng's head, Mu Sheng suddenly crushed a green crystal.

"Saint, save me!"

"Buzz!" A burst of emerald green energy suddenly exploded, and a very soft airflow caught Pikachu's blade, and then fixed it in the air, unable to chop it down or pull it out.

The next moment, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in a green mist.

"Goddess phantom! This is the saint of the Temple of Life, the top temple force on the third floor of the Holy Mountain!"

As soon as the woman's figure appeared in the green smoke, there were pieces of exclamations from below. This beautiful woman was Bessie, the saint of the Temple of Life, who had met Louis twice.

"Your Highness the Saint..." Musheng looked at the figure in the mist with fascination. This was simply the goddess he dreamed of, but he knew how big the distance was between them, so he took it back after a brief moment of confusion. My own ridiculous thoughts.

"Your Highness the Saint, he killed my uncle and destroyed the Giant Wood Temple. The Giant Wood Temple, like our Bronze Wood Temple, is also a subordinate temple of the Temple of Life. I hope Your Highness the Saint can uphold justice for us."

Musheng knelt down on one knee towards the shadow in the mist, thinking to himself: Boy Louis, let me see how you die now. Her Royal Highness the Saint is a super expert at the level of a magician. Although she is just a shadow at this moment, she can kill a mere high-level magician with just a wave of her hand!

"Hmph! The reward from the Breeze Temple! I've decided on it." Thinking about it, Musheng's eyes showed a look of hope, and he turned around and looked at Louis, "It's you three who saw the phantom of Her Highness the Saint. It’s a lucky thing, why don’t you kneel down and beg for mercy now? Maybe Her Majesty the Saint will show mercy and let you live!”

"It is indeed a great honor to meet Her Royal Highness the Saint." At this moment, Louis didn't care about the sarcasm in Musheng's tone, but looked at the shadow in the mist with half a smile.

Isn't the woman in the shadow the Saint Bessie of the Temple of Life whom Louis has met twice?