It has been several days since Ye Fan died.

The sea area where Ye Fan cut himself off has long returned to peace.

The surging waves kept rolling.

The traces of the previous battle have long been washed away.

It's like no one has ever been here.

The sun still rises every day, and the birds still yell.

Ye Fan's life and death seem to have no effect on the world.

Anyway, it seems that compared to the past, the martial arts world has become much calmer.

The warriors from all countries have returned to their usual life. Some are obsessed with practicing, some are addicted to power, and some are singing and singing every night, dedicating their own strength to the inheritance and continuation of the human race.

As for Truman, the post-war reconstruction work began.

Chu Yuan, who had been chasing the mysterious man before, returned in vain after searching for several days.

Although there were some regrets, Chu Yuan did not worry too much.

Anyway, in front of so many people, thousands of swords pierce the heart.

In this case, unless the gods descend to earth, it is impossible to survive any more.

Therefore, after searching for a long time without success, Chu Yuan gave up searching and focused his energy and time on the recovery of his own injuries.

"Chu Tianfan is dead. Who else can stop my great cause in the future?"

There was a loud laugh on Mount Truman.

Chu Yuan's long-suppressed ambition was like a fire, burning wildly.

The eyes turned to the hot summer.

In the past few days, the entire Yanxia martial arts have become a mess, and almost everyone is looking for the "mortal world spark" that longs for everyone in Yanxia warriors.

However, there was no result at all.

Of course, in addition to this matter, Sword Saint and others did not forget to pay attention to the Dragon Temple people who were still in the Jiangdong land.

"These people are powerful and numerous."

"It's an extremely terrifying force."

"Now Chu Tianfan has fallen, and the crowds of people in the Dragon God Temple have no heads."

"Uncle Sword Saint, at this time, we can completely win over them and incorporate them into my Martial God Temple."

"With this group of powers joining, the overall strength of our Yanxia martial arts will reach another level."

"Perhaps, you can have the ability to compete with Truman!"

When it comes to the powerful people in the Dragon God Temple, the little Fist Emperor Mo Wuya suggested.

When the Sword Saint and the others heard this, they were immediately enlightened.

"Good idea!"

"Now my Yanxia martial arts is on the verge of employment."

"Chu Tianfan fell, and the seniors whom we had high hopes for disappeared again."

"If this group of people joins in this storm, our Yanxia martial arts strength will inevitably increase greatly!"

Do it as soon as you say it.

The Sword Saint immediately decided that Tang Hao and Mo Wuya would come forward to go to Jiangdong to contact the people of the Dragon Temple.

"Tang Hao, I'll leave this to you."

"As long as they are willing to join my Martial God Temple and be incorporated by my Yanxia Martial Arts, we can agree to any requests from them!"

"Even if it is the position of the Lord of the Temple of the War God, you can also give them a quota."

"Remember, show great sincerity."

Before leaving, the Sword Saint specifically instructed.

"good!"

Tang Hao immediately agreed, and then took the gift to Jiangdong to meet the people of the Dragon Temple.

At this time, after discussion, the Dragon God Temple finally decided to temporarily disband.

Originally, everyone wanted to recommend Mr. Han to take over as the Lord of the Dragon Temple.

But Mr. Han refused.

Mr. Han is not humble, but knows that he does not have the ability.

He had no power to tie a chicken, so how could he hold the sword of the Dragon Temple?

In the past, Mr. Han was the headmaster of the Dragon Temple and uploaded it.

All the people in the Dragon Temple obeyed.

However, Mr. Han knew very well that it was not her who followed these people, but Ye Fan.

It was precisely with Ye Fan's strong strength that Mr. Han could suppress these dragons and tigers just now.

Now that Ye Fan's death has left him with no martial arts, it is impossible for him to suppress this group of people.

Perhaps, now with Ye Fan’s remaining power, his words still have some prestige.

After a long time, Ye Fan's remaining power will be dispersed. At that time, Old Han, the Lord of the Dragon God Temple, will be destroyed in name only and become a decoration.

What's more, Mr. Han didn't have the heart to take charge of the Dragon Temple.

He has stayed in the Dragon Temple for so many years, completely because he has returned to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan is gone, what's the point of his mastery of this Dragon God Temple?

Later, everyone tried to recommend others as the master of the Dragon Temple.

But the result is conceivable, it is difficult for anyone else to convince the people when they sit in the position of the Lord of the Dragon God Temple.

After a few days of discussion, everyone finally discovered that only Ye Fan could suppress the people in the Dragon Temple.

In desperation, the Dragon God Temple had to be temporarily disbanded.

Let’s look for Ye Fan’s corpse in secret first.

But just as Xue Renyang and others were about to leave Jiangdong and return to their respective residences, Tang Hao and others suddenly visited the Jiangdong area.

Xiang Xue Renyang and others proposed the idea of ​​incorporation.

"As long as you join the Temple of Martial God, I can guarantee that once my Yanxia martial arts is strong enough in the future, I will avenge your Dragon Lord!"

"And, to show sincerity, the quota of the Lord of the Temple of the Martial God Temple can also be given to you."

"There are any other requirements, please make it."

"Our Martial God Temple has one purpose, which is to invite you to join and work together to seek great cause."

"For this purpose, we can talk about all the rest."

Tang Hao said sincerely.

However, the powerful men from the Dragon Temple turned around and left without even looking at them.

"Everyone, stay there."

"We can talk about the conditions again..."

Tang Hao's face was full of anxiety.

At this time, Xue Renyang came over and advised Tang Hao: "Lord Tang, don't waste your energy."

"The Temple of War God cannot suppress them."

"There is only one palace master in these people's hearts, and that is Ye Fan."

"You'd better leave as soon as possible."

"They have no good feelings for your Martial God Temple in their hearts."

In the end, Tang Hao returned in vain and returned to Yanshan in vain.

But after arriving in Yanshan, Tang Hao suddenly discovered that the prosperous and majestic mountains were now full of scars.

Wherever you see, there are broken walls and ruins and ravines.

"This...this..."

"What's wrong?"

"Can that...that man comes again?"

Tang Hao and Mo Wuya were both confused.

Has the house been stolen just a few days ago?
To be continued...