"Do you know where the Central Temple is?" Utaz asked, sitting outside the car.

"of course."

Fang Chuan smiled indifferently: "I have told Xiaolong where the central temple is, and it will be here soon."

"What are you going to do?" Utaz frowned.

The power of the central temple was engraved deep in his heart.

If there is a chance, he is unwilling to fight against the Central Temple.

"Fight."

Fang Chuan smiled faintly: "It's just a small central temple, would I still be afraid of them?"

"But I heard that there are thousands of Dharma gods in the Central Temple!" Utaz said quickly.

"so what?"

Fang Chuan shook his head in disdain, "In my eyes, they are all ants."

"Among them, there are not a few strong people above level 11." Utaz said again.

"It's still ants." Fang Chuan's tone became more determined.

"Ok."

Utaz also had nothing to say, but he was more and more looking forward to whether this man would still be so confident when he arrived at the Central Temple.

The central temple is located above the entire continent.

In the clouds.

Clouds of auspicious clouds envelop the central temple.

Thousands of people live here, the eighth and nineth-level mages and fighters are just servants and slaves here.

The gods of law and fighting gods above level ten are the masters here.

In a temple.

An old man wore a white robe, his appearance was somewhat similar to Utaz, and the magic wand in his hand exuded a strong magical atmosphere.

The other person, in a red robe, was a young man.

Although young, he was the same as this old man, and he was also a twelfth-level magician, which was equivalent to the nine layers of crossing the tribulation realm.

"Elder, the person who appeared suddenly is so arrogant, don't we really send someone to teach him a lesson?"

The young man asked.

The elder shook his head and looked at the young man: "This person will come sooner or later. He is our disaster and our opportunity."

"We have been trapped here for so long, if we can touch his power, we can break through the space barrier!"

"We can leave this continent and go to a wider world."

"It's good to go to other planes or to other worlds!"

"In short, with our strength, staying here is hindering our cultivation!"

The elder's voice was helpless.

The young man frowned: "What is the force that keeps us here? Whenever we leave, there is always a force to pull us down!"

"Vitas."

The elder looked at the young man and said earnestly: "This world is originally a world exiled, but we are just a king in this world who provides rules."

"I hope that the appearance of that person can change my predicament!"

"Over the years, those empires thought we were their protectors, but in fact, we have no time to take care of them."

As he was talking, suddenly there was a flash of light from the staff.

His cloudy eyes suddenly lit up: "He's coming!"

"How strong is he?" Vitas asked hurriedly, and at the same time, a fighting spirit exuded from his body.

He is the most talented existence in this world.

He is also the most talented existence in the Central Temple!

He always has a desire to challenge the strong suddenly appearing.

"At that time you will know, but you should not be too rude to him, otherwise, it is dangerous." The elder sighed.

He waved his hand again: "Let's go meet him."

"Yes." Vitas nodded with excitement, and then left the temple with the elder.

Outside the central temple.

"Arrived!"

The dragon stopped at the periphery of the central temple.

The huge central temple is right in front, but an inaccessible formation is blocking them.

"What kind of barrier is this, I feel so dangerous."

Utaz looked at this enchantment with a crisis in his heart, as if he might fall into a boundless trap as soon as he stepped into it.

He had never seen such a powerful barrier.

Beyond his knowledge.

"do not know."

Fang Chuan had walked out of the car, stood in front of Utaz, looked at the barrier in front of him, and then smiled faintly: "However, I know, this is just a **** formation."

"Who has such a big tone!"

At this moment, seven or eight Dharma gods and fighting gods appeared in front of them.

The headed one is a fighting **** in black holding a big sword.

He looked at Fang Chuan coldly.

He did not expect that someone was so arrogant outside the central temple!

"Go and call your person in charge, you are not qualified to talk to me." Fang Chuan glanced at each other lightly, and then said.

There was apathy in his eyes.

Because, a mere eleventh-level battle **** can't get into his eyes at all.

"What an arrogant person!"

That black fighting **** is furious!

He is also a well-known person in the Central Temple. Everyone usually respects him when they see him.

An outsider is so arrogant.

Shit...

He casually slashed out a pound of fighting spirit, and directly rushed towards Fang Chuan.

This grudge is enough to cut a mountain.

Have the power to break the mountains and rivers!

"Ha ha."

However, Fang Chuan just smiled faintly, and then stretched out his hand to grab the grudge in his hand and bang.

It's like a fart!

In a flash, it went out!

"what?"

"The commander's fighting spirit is so unbearable?"

"It's not that the commander's grudge is not good, but this person is too strong!"

When everyone saw this scene before them, they were shocked to the extreme, because Fang Chuan's casual grip made them feel terrified!

How can you crack the grudge so much!

"This...."

Utaz's scalp was numb!

He originally thought Fang Chuan was just a powerful god!

However, it was absolutely impossible for the Fashen to do this step. A fighting god's vindictiveness was actually caught with his hands.

"Dare to do it to me?"

Fang Chuan smiled faintly, glanced at the opponent, and then flicked his finger.

Shit...

An almost similar grudge rushed past.

"not good!"

The battle **** commander suddenly changed his face, felt the boundless crisis, and immediately ran away.

But it's too late!

Because Fang Chuan's grudge far exceeded his reaction.

"No."

At the same time, an urgent cry came from the horizon, and then a flame that resembled a dragon, crashing in.

The other party wanted to stop Fang Chuan's sword energy.

but--

This is also impossible.

puff--

When the flames from the horizon rushed, Fang Chuan's sword energy had already been cut on the body of the fighting god, and he snorted.

The **** of battle has become two parts.

"what--"

Amidst the screams of the God of Fighting, his death disappeared!

His eyes widened.

incredible!

He had been invincible for a lifetime, but he didn't expect to die outside his base camp. Do not look down.