"The temple does not exclude the Reverend God."

"It's just that monks who have reached this level rarely work for the Taoist body. Once the Taoist body is not matched enough, it will drag down the Taoist practice, so that there is no way forward in their own cultivation until their life span is exhausted."

The main soul took back his palm.

"However, we still cannot rule out that there will be monks with high levels of cultivation trying to sneak into it."

"It seems that their intention is to keep all the transformed gods outside the temple temporarily."

The main soul looked at the god-transforming venerable leader headed by the man in the bamboo hat.

Meng Zhi said with a serious expression: "That is to say, this trip is indeed as my disciple guessed. Only us Golden Elixir monks can set foot on this trip."

The main soul nodded slightly.

Meng Zhi is still somewhat smart and clever. No wonder the saint from the Heavenly Demon Palace agreed to lend a helping hand.

He quickly looked past Meng Zhi and looked at Yin Zhaoluo and the girl beside her, and couldn't help but frown.

The opportunity is rare, it would be good if he could enter the temple to protect him and be a helper, but it would be really pedantic and foolish to give up the Taoist body of Tiger Tomb.

Moreover, that girl was very good in terms of cultivation and talent, so Meng Zhi might not be able to get any benefits from her.

It’s not that the main soul is arrogant.

He has already thought of a solution and doesn't need help from anyone else.

But now that Yin Zhaoluo has spoken, he shouldn't refute the other party arrogantly.

Making too many enemies will bring them trouble.

Yin Zhaoluo smiled and nodded, seeming to be looking at the main soul quite kindly.

After seeing the battle between the main soul and the genius of the ancient temple, Yin Zhaoluo naturally looked at Meng Zhi with admiration. He felt that since this person was favored by the main soul, he must be as good as the great geniuses and could play a certain role in the temple.

"This woman..."

The main soul withdrew his gaze and said in a deep voice: "Don't be a fool."

Meng Zhi looked at the gray-haired old man beside him in astonishment. He didn't seem to realize what the old man meant. Instead, his eyes lit up and he smiled.

He understood clearly that what Mr. Fox meant was not to make wedding clothes for others, let alone give up such opportunities by pretending to be fat.

"After the Tiger Tomb is opened, whether you can get the opportunity depends on you."

The man in the hat was the first to speak.

Then he looked at the group of god-transforming venerables and said: "The opportunities of the younger generation are up to the younger ones to fight for. We only need to protect the law outside to prevent anyone from coveting the opportunity. If there are old monsters hiding, we can also kill them!"

What he said was cold.

All in all, whether the outsiders want to break in or the inside want to get out, they need their approval.

Miao Ran was noncommittal.

Fei Laijun nodded.

The big man in Tsing Yi and the old woman seemed to have known about it for a long time.

The big demon hugged his shoulders to express his stance.

With the monk Yin Zhaoluo taking the lead, the main soul was so happy that he stood aside silently.

"Since you all have no objections, let's open the Tiger Tomb!" He said and took the lead in showing a small bell. The small bell suddenly flashed with light, shrouding him and the young talents behind him.

The young man took the small bell and suddenly saw a huge swirling door appearing under the huge and broken tiger claws.

"Go ahead."

The main soul also uses mana to activate the small bell.

Meng Zhi, who took the small clock, also saw the giant door.

Nine rays of light burst out and converged.

…

Meng Zhi was still unclear about the situation.

He stood up in confusion and held up his body-protecting Qi.

Use the fire method to ignite a mana ball, illuminating the surrounding area.

The ground beneath his feet was covered with skeletons, and in the distance were mountains of white bones. The monk who had just stepped into the temple with him was nowhere to be seen.

Remembering Mr. Hu's instructions, Meng Zhi took out the jade slips in his storage bag and looked at them, and said solemnly: "We obviously stepped into the temple gate together, why am I the only one here?"

The jade slips record many things, and the most surprising thing is that there is a route to quickly reach the soul of the Tiger Demon Saint.

While he was using his magic power to activate the jade slip, a pale figure appeared next to him. Under the flickering light of the fire, it seemed as if it had never existed.

…

"Fellow Taoist looks very unfamiliar."

Yin Zhaoluo, who was stationed outside the temple, easily inquired about the origin of the main soul.

Her beautiful eyes were full of curiosity.

As a saint of the Heavenly Demon Palace, she knew that this person was extraordinary after seeing his unparalleled fist power. Even if he was not from a great sect, he still had the unparalleled opportunity.

With such a beautiful woman by your side, it is indeed pleasing to the eye.

However, the main soul was very guarded and said with a smile: "There are many monks in the Eastern Wasteland, and it is impossible for the saint to know them all, not to mention that I am not famous in the first place."

"My fellow Taoist, this is wrong."

The Confucian scholar interjected: "With the attainments of my Taoist friends, I can reach the realm of saints only after reaching the peak of cultivation. It is really enviable."

"Is he really that amazing?" Feilaijun murmured.

Miao Ran nodded and said: "This person's boxing skills may not be as advanced as those monsters from our sect."

He became confused again.

If this person is so powerful, he is definitely not an unknown person, or he is an anonymous monk. And anyone who needs to remain anonymous must have a dark secret.

"Ahem."

The old cough sounded suddenly.

Everyone was puzzled and couldn't help but be surprised.

Fei Laijun glanced over and saw nine people.

Obviously, there are only nine guardian monks in total.

Now, including him, there are probably ten people on the sidelines. Seeing the situation, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Fellow Taoists, be careful, there seems to be one more person among us."

"There is indeed one more." The big man in green with a knife in his back looked at it intently.

There was a man dressed as a scribe, standing not far from Mr. Feilai.

Without looking carefully, you can see that these two people are exactly the same.

"Two flying guys?!"

Everyone stared at Feilai Jun calmly.

The main soul is equally calm. He has experienced these things long ago.

Know some secrets of barrier space.

As for why the other party is eyeing Fei Laijun, it is probably because Fei Laijun has the lowest cultivation level among everyone. Since he has the lowest cultivation level, it is best to quietly enter the opponent's body.

"Feilaijun, can these mere fortified creatures really stop you?"

Miao Ran hugged her shoulders.

Although Mr. Fei Lai's cultivation is the weakest among all the people, there is no one among the disciples who is not a genius.

"The method of calming one's mind."

"Wan Zong is coming!"

…

There are fluctuations outside, and problems are also revealed inside the Tiger Claw Temple.

Meng Zhi followed the route all the way. Because he had the route map drawn by Mr. Hu, he had no obstructions. He passed through layers of formations, walked through traps, stepped on the stone bridge, and under the glowing firelight, there was nothing but his figure and

There was no sound of footsteps, and the stone bridge to the left and right seemed like a bottomless abyss.

Just as he was about to leave the stone bridge, a sharp sword light broke through the darkness.

Keng!

The body-protecting aura was suddenly poked open by the light of the sword.

Meng Zhi was horrified. He did not expect that the powerful energy of the late stage of his golden elixir would be like a blank sheet of paper under the light of this sword. He had no time to think, so he immediately used the magic weapon.

It was a wooden sword, with a bold and bright light, and the sword energy exploded under the stimulation of mana, spinning like a storm.

"Bang!"
To be continued...