Chapter: 2056

A middle-aged man was spitting and praising the Temple of War God non-stop.

The news he knew was more specific than others, so many people looked at him with smiles and listened to his speech.

At this time, a young man said disdainfully: "How strong is the Temple of War God? It can be seen that they have challenged the three holy places?"

"Well, that's true."

"What the little brother said makes sense. I think the Temple of War God is just picking up soft persimmons!"

When the young man heard the words, a smug smile appeared on his face. After all, his words were approved by most people!

"Compared with Beixuan Demon Venerable, it's not a star and a half. Speaking of which, do you know the whereabouts of Beixuan Demon Venerable? Was it suppressed by the holy Buddha of Bodhi Holy Land?"

"I saw holy monks coming in and out one by one, their faces were not very good-looking, obviously there is no whereabouts of Demon Lord Beixuan."

The topic of everyone shifted from the Temple of War God to Demon Venerable Beixuan, and the middle-aged man was a little displeased, and he said loudly: "Didn't you realize that the time when the Temple of God of War was born coincided with the appearance of Demon Venerable Beixuan?" The time, is it similar? I think that Beixuan Demon Venerable is also a disciple of the Temple of War God, and the three holy places have already been challenged by him. There is nothing to say, and none of the saints, saints, saints, and monks are his opponents!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a quiet needle drop in the restaurant!

The middle-aged man was a little proud, just about to talk, but

His body froze, and he looked at the stairs with some fear.

A bald head walked up first, then a young man, and finally a beautiful woman.

"Holy Son, Holy Lady, Holy Monk?"

Everyone gasped, and then looked at the middle-aged man gloatingly.

"You call Beixuan Demon Lord Demon Lord because you know him very well?"

The bald head walked up to the middle-aged man and said flatly.

"Holy Monk, I just said it casually, don't get me wrong."

The middle-aged man was trembling with fright, if the Bodhi Holy Land regarded him and Ning Beixuan as one and suppressed him to the seventh-level pagoda, he would never be reborn forever!

"Just saying it casually? Hehe, everyone remembers that the devil is the devil, he cannot be called the devil, he is not qualified yet!"

The bald young man sneered.

"The holy monk is right!"

Everyone nodded quickly.

Their strongest is Dou Zun, and the other party is a holy monk, a Dou Sheng level existence, how dare they argue with him, even if they have different thoughts in their hearts, they will hide it tightly at this moment.

Under the suspicious eyes of everyone, the three chose the last table and sat down, and the guy who was sitting there turned around and left quickly.

"What he said makes sense. The Temple of the God of War may have something to do with Ning Beixuan."

The saint of Hansong Holy Land said indifferently.

"Catch them and ask them, don't you know? I heard that the disciples of the God of War Temple will come to Qin Luojing, and the major monasteries under the command of Bodhi Holy Land will definitely be the first to be challenged. You are not unprepared, right?"

The holy son of Qingdi Holy Land smiled slightly.

The bald head smiled lightly: "Preparation is out of the question. The senior brothers really want to see them, and they have already waited in the past."