Wu Dong: I, Lin Langtian, will not play a supporting role

Beixuan Territory, the City of Darkness.

In the dark square.

In the dark square today, the sea of ​​people seems to have no end in sight. However, even with such a terrifying number of people gathered here, this place is still quiet and silent.

Apparently, the Dark Temple was currently initiating its triennial Dark Ceremony.

In just two short years, the Temple of Darkness had changed its owner.

Countless eyes were looking with fear towards the center of the square, where there was a black altar with thousands of stone steps. At the top of the stone steps was a black throne.

At this moment, on the altar throne, there was a slender figure. She was wearing a black dress with the edge of the dress covered with dark golden mysterious patterns. Faintly, there was a solemn and noble aura emanating from her.

She has a calm and beautiful face, snow-white skin, crescent-shaped eyebrows, and a straight and beautiful nose.

Although this face looks a bit colder and more mature than before, one can still vaguely see the delicate outline of that time. Who else could it be other than Qingtan?

She sat on the throne, looking down at the dark square filled with people, and wherever her eyes passed, there were humble figures, and few dared to look her in the eye.

Sitting on the throne, she scanned the entire audience with her cold and majestic eyes, and finally nodded slightly.

"The festival begins!"

As she nodded her head lightly, loud and clear sounds were heard, wrapped in powerful Yuan energy, spreading far away and finally echoing between heaven and earth.

Countless black lights shot up into the sky, like a grand banquet.

In the dark square, leaders of various forces from the Northern Xuan Territory began to appear one after another, and then respectful voices spread one after another between heaven and earth.

"The leader of Beimang Sect has led the people to come and congratulate the ceremony. The palace master's power is so great that all the regions are in submission!"

"Master of the Great Snow Mountain, I wish the Palace Master eternal majesty and unrivaled magical power!"

"..."

Shouts of utmost respect echoed in the square, but the noble figure on the altar did not have the slightest fluctuation in his eyes.

She turned her eyes slightly and looked towards the front of the dark square, where her opponents, the elders, sat in the seats.

But at this moment, in such a grand ceremony, they closed their eyes slightly, without casting any respectful glances towards the figure on the altar. Some of them curled their lips slightly, obviously showing some disdain.

At the front of this group of people, there were two figures who looked so old that they seemed to be dying.

Two monsters from the realm of samsara.

Qingtan on the throne glanced at the two figures, his cold eyes slightly condensed, the little hands in his sleeves slowly clenched, and a hint of cold murderous intent flashed across the depths of his eyes.

The complicated tributes from various dynasties continued, and the whole world was echoing with such respectful sounds. However, everyone could feel that this ceremony seemed to be a little different from the previous ones.

Some leaders looked at each other secretly. They had heard some rumors before coming here, and this time the ceremony might be particularly turbulent.

The voices of praise finally stopped gradually after a long time, and when the voices died down, the atmosphere between heaven and earth seemed to freeze quietly.

"Please respectfully invite the Palace Master to offer sacrifices to the ancestors!"

Beside the throne, two old men in black robes shouted together, with fanaticism in their eyes. As long as the sacrifice was successfully completed, the title of palace master would be confirmed, and no one could object.

The two old men at the front of the elders' group finally opened their tightly closed eyes a little, and then they gently stretched out their hands that had been kept in their sleeves.

Behind him, the Great Elder of the Dark Hall saw this, a flash of cold light flashed in his eyes, he nodded slightly, then stood up and shouted in a cold voice: "Wait!"

This shout instantly caused the atmosphere in the square to stagnate, and countless people's hearts began to beat wildly. Is it finally going to begin?
“Great Elder, why are you stopping the Palace Master from offering sacrifices?!” Upon seeing this, the two black-robed old men’s eyes suddenly darkened and they shouted sternly.

The Grand Elder of the Dark Temple glanced at the two of them with a grim expression, then stopped at Qingtan and said lightly.

"According to the temple rules, only the temple master who is approved by the elders is qualified to offer sacrifices to the ancestors. However, we do not think that the new temple master has approved this resolution."

The two old men in black robes changed their expressions and looked at Qingtan.

Qingtan stared at the great elder with cold eyes, and then a cold voice rang out: "Great elder, before Master passed away, he personally passed the position of hall master to me. According to the rules, this order will also surpass the elders' group."

The great elder waved his sleeves and snorted coldly, "That being said, if you want to become the master of a temple, you should also know that you must hold the two sacred objects of my Dark Temple, right?"

Qingtan's eyes were cold, and then an ancient rune slowly emerged from between her eyebrows. With the appearance of this rune, the world gradually became dark, and an unspeakable ancient wave spread out.

That was the fluctuation of the Dark Ancestral Talisman.

The Great Elder felt this fluctuation, a trace of greed flashed across his eyes, and then he sneered: "The Dark Ancestral Talisman is one of them, what else?!"

Qingtan's jade-like wrist stretched out from his sleeve, and he gently clenched his jade hand. Black light gradually condensed in his hand, and finally turned into a huge black sickle that was completely black and covered with complex and mysterious runes.

As soon as the huge black sickle appeared, many people felt a chill coming, as if the black sickle was the god of death.

"This is the second holy object of the Temple of Darkness, the Dark Holy Scythe ranked fifth on the ancient divine object list. Great Elder, what else do you have to say now?!" Qingtan held the black sickle in her hand, her pretty face was cold. Under the darkness, she was like the god of death in the darkness.

The Great Elder looked at the huge black sickle in Qingtan's hand, his old face trembled slightly, and then his gaze turned to the two old men in front of him.

Under his gaze, the two old men slowly opened their tightly closed eyes and looked at Qingtan indifferently. Then the voice without much emotion echoed between heaven and earth.

"Little girl, are you sure the Dark Holy Scythe in your hand is intact?"

The indifferent voice slowly floated over the dark square, causing countless people's hearts to beat violently.

Many people looked at the two old figures with fear in their eyes.

The two great elders looked at Qingtan and sneered, "Little girl, the first owner of the Dark Sacred Scythe was the Lord of Darkness. However, this sacred object was severely damaged during the ancient war, and the scythe spirit was destroyed. Finally, it fell into the hands of the first master of our Dark Palace.

He spent his entire life to finally figure out a way to repair it. When he passed away, he sacrificed himself to forge the sickle spirit again, thus making the Holy Scythe of Darkness completely complete. "

"But later, due to some changes, the sickle spirit disappeared for no reason. To be honest, it was still your master's fault. However, considering his contribution to our Dark Temple, the two of us did not say much. But now, you can no longer keep such a mistake."

Upon hearing this, Qingtan's pretty face suddenly darkened. She tightly grasped the Dark Holy Scythe in her jade hands, and murderous intent flashed in the depths of her eyes.

She vaguely realized that what these two old monsters said should be correct.

But Qingtan is no longer the little girl she was before. She suppressed the turmoil in her heart, rolled her eyes, and calmed down her pretty face. She said, "Oh, in that case, thank you two great elders for telling me that the Dark Holy Scythe is not complete."

The great elder was delighted when he heard this, but before he could say anything, Qingtan continued, "From now on, finding the sickle spirit will also be my mission. If I don't find it, I'm afraid Master will not be able to rest in peace."

"Hmph, this girl is really good at hitting the snake with a stick!" The Great Elder was angry and snorted secretly. He didn't expect Qingtan to downplay such a matter in the blink of an eye.

“Finding the sickle spirit will be the mission of our Dark Temple. However, now that your two sacred objects have not been gathered together, the position of the temple master cannot be considered complete.” The two great elders had indifferent expressions and chased after him relentlessly.

"Hmph, if we really count, the Dark Ancestral Talisman is the true token of the master of my palace. Two great elders, I respect your noble status and have shown you so much courtesy.

But if you are too aggressive, perhaps Qingtan will have no choice but to summon the Dark Ancestral Talisman to clean up this temple!" Qingtan's cold voice was filled with a bloody aura. At this moment, she was forced to show her tough side.

The two great elders leaned forward slightly, and two terrifying auras slowly spread out, actually resisting the fluctuations from the Dark Ancestral Talisman.

The atmosphere in this world suddenly became tense.

On the altar, Qingtan's small hand tightly grasped the Dark Holy Scythe. On the back of her fair and delicate hand, tiny blue veins emerged, and her delicate body was trembling slightly.

After a long time, she took a deep breath, and her eyes were filled with anger and blood: "Where is the Judge Army?!"

"exist!"

All around the altar, uniform roars suddenly erupted, and those thousands of black-clad figures suddenly stood up.

"The thief forced the palace to abdicate, trying to usurp the position of Palace Master and disrupting the palace rules. What should be done according to the law?!"

"kill!"

The uniform shouts, carrying a murderous aura, filled the entire square.

"You are so brave!" The two great elders suddenly changed color, stood up and shouted sternly.

"Since you are so aggressive, I will test you today to see if this Dark Ancestral Talisman can punish you!"

Qingtan also shouted back, then she clenched her jade hands, and the light of darkness suddenly swept out from her body, and the whole world turned completely into darkness.

"You little bastard, you really don't know what you are capable of. Since the two of us dare to come forward, do you still think that this Dark Ancestral Talisman can suppress us?!"

The two great elders sneered, and then they moved and appeared in mid-air. Then they formed strange seals with their hands, and two beams of light shot directly onto the ancestral stele.

"I am an unfilial descendant. I hope the spirits of our ancestors can suppress the ancestral talisman!"

The two great elders shouted in unison, and then the ancestral monument began to vibrate and hum, followed by a dark light that shot up into the sky.

Qingtan's pretty face turned slightly pale at this moment, because she felt that the power of the dark ancestral talisman in her body seemed to be suppressed at this moment.

"Little girl, you have such little ability, but you still want to fight with two old men. You are overestimating yourself!"

Seeing that the Dark Ancestral Talisman was successfully suppressed, the two great elders sneered, and then their eyes turned cold, and they pointed their fingers in the air.

Two black beams of light filled with strong waves of reincarnation instantly tore through the sky and shot towards the Qingtan on the altar at lightning speed.

When the two of them joined forces, Qingtan immediately sensed the dangerous aura. She gritted her silver teeth, tightly grasped the Dark Holy Scythe in her small hands, and was ready to use all her strength to meet the attack.

boom!
However, just as she was about to make a move, there was a sudden sound of thunder throughout the sky and earth. Everyone was startled and looked up.

I saw that the sky was covered with thunderclouds at some point, and two huge thunder dragons thousands of feet long descended directly from the sky. In an instant, they shattered the two black beams of light that were filled with the fluctuations of reincarnation.

Then the two thunder dragons roared and rushed towards the two great elders fiercely.

The two great elders were also startled by this. A terrifying aura surged up in them, and they slapped out with their palms, colliding head-on with the two thunder dragons.

Boom!
The lightning flashed like an overwhelming force, and the two great elders were actually pushed back hundreds of steps. Their faces changed, and they shouted sternly: "Who?!"

Boom!

Two more bolts of lightning fell from the sky, and immediately landed in front of Qingtan in shock. Then the lightning slowly condensed, and finally turned into two lightning shadows in the countless shocked gazes.

"Protect the Lord of the Palace!"

The two old men in black robes hurriedly rushed in front of Qingtan, staring at the two figures with vigilant eyes. Hundreds of black shadows from below also rushed over in an instant and surrounded Qingtan.

The lightning gradually dissipated under the gazes of those people, and two thin and tall figures appeared in everyone's sight.

As soon as the two figures appeared, they smiled at each other, then slowly turned around and looked at Qingtan, who suddenly became stiff, and smiled slightly.

Qingtan's expression became a little dazed at this moment. She couldn't even hold the Dark Holy Scythe in her hand. The blade trembled and fell to the ground with a clang.

She stared blankly at the two figures, and suddenly tears welled up in her originally cold eyes.

She gently pushed aside the guards blocking her way, walked out tremblingly, then suddenly quickened her pace, tears in her eyes gushed out madly like a collapsing dam.

Wow!
Finally, she threw herself fiercely on the two figures, and burst into tears amid the astonished gazes of the judges.

She hugged the two figures, tears streaming down her face like crazy. Her heart-wrenching cries came from the altar and echoed continuously over the square.

At the same time, in the dark square, many people looked at the green-shirted figure that suddenly appeared. They seemed to have thought of something, wiped their eyes quickly, and exclaimed in surprise.

"Isn't that the shadow guard who disappeared for two years, Lin Langtian!?" (End of this chapter)