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Chapter 178: The God of Destiny, Expedition to the Eastern Wasteland

Hearing Li Yun's words, Li Yuerong's projection immediately trembled violently, and her face became unbelievable.

She didn't have time to reply at all, the power of the projection was cut off, and then dissipated between heaven and earth.

Li Yun pinched his forehead, he already knew the answer to the last question.

God of fate.

The head of the ten tyrants in the starry sky.

The Temple of Destiny, the most mysterious organization in the starry sky, known as the guardian of the starry sky, also controls the most illusory rules in the starry sky, fate!

Similarly, the Temple of Destiny is the common enemy of all races in the starry sky, because the God of Destiny has cut off the immortal road for 7000 million years, cutting off the climbing roads of many powerful people in the starry sky.

All races in the starry sky regard the Temple of Destiny as the enemy of life and death.

Kill it when you meet it.

However, there are few disciples in the Temple of Destiny, and all of them are invincible. As the master of the temple, the God of Destiny is the head of the ten tyrants in the starry sky, and his cultivation base is boundless.

Not only did the thousands of people in the starry sky not succeed in strangling the Temple of Destiny, but every time they found traces of the Temple of Destiny, they suffered heavy losses.

Over time, they also gave up.

Therefore, although the Temple of Destiny is still the enemy of all races, they still live well.

What's more, it's been a long time since the fairy road was cut off, and the cultivators in the starry sky have changed one crop after another. Except for some top-notch old immortals, who wants to provoke the powerful Temple of Destiny for nothing?

Of course, these are what Li Yun heard at the void trade fair.

The last time the news of the opening of the road to immortality came out, they talked about a lot of secrets.

And Li Yun guessed that Li Yuerong had something to do with the Temple of Destiny, and it wasn't without reason.

Because today is the day when the Void Trade Fair starts.

He tried it on purpose just now, but he couldn't get the token of the Void Trade Fair here!

That's pretty telling.

The Lord of the Void is a star-level figure.

Except for some old immortals from the top clans, only the Lord of Destiny can overwhelm him.

So he asked a tentative question.

I didn't expect that it was really related to the Void Temple.

Although this place is not the dojo of the Lord of Destiny, nor the residence of the Temple of Destiny, it still has some information about the God of Destiny.

When it comes to the power of the God of Destiny, even mentioning his name must be perceived, so he just mentioned the Temple of Destiny.

Unexpectedly, Li Yuerong was chosen by the God of Destiny and entered the Temple of Destiny.

Li Yun sighed.

Immediately, he stepped out and left the princess mansion.

This trip can be regarded as solving several doubts in my heart.

This big job, and even Donghuang will have no secrets from him.

However, this princess mansion is a pity.

What a time mystery.

It's a pity that no one can use it yet.

.......

At this moment, above the Eastern Wasteland.

Chen Qingzhi and Huo Qubing had gathered an army again.

Each advance eastward.

They want to push across the remaining 32 states in the Eastern Wilderness as quickly as possible.

At the same time, Yaozhou.

The monster clan was also summoned by the Holy King of Qingqiu, and gathered millions of monster soldiers.

A demon saint personally led the army and left the demon state to cooperate with Daqian's actions.

After all, the monster race is loose and bloodthirsty, and if there is no powerful strongman to suppress it, there may not be a blade of grass growing wherever it passes.

ghost state.

There are also more than hundreds of thousands of warriors.

Although the Li family has not cared about the world for many years, they are still the only ones in charge of the ghost state.

Countless people of three religions and nine streams are enough to survive in Guizhou, and they all depend on the face of the Li family.

The Li family rarely issued orders, but every time an order was issued, few people dared to disobey.

In a small town in Ghost State.

A sloppy Taoist priest leaned on a cane and sat beside the door of a restaurant.

Looks like a beggar.

His eyes were very cloudy, but occasionally there was a glint of light flashing through him.

When the ghost state warriors went out to fight, the old Taoist priest seemed to see through many spaces and saw beyond the ghost state.

Still muttering to himself.

"It shouldn't be...it shouldn't be!!"

"How did that old thing die?? Dagan...Dagan...Why can't I see the way forward?"

"Could it be that Dagan is the inheritance left by that person? Or is it that the person has not left yet?"

At this moment, a chunky middle-aged man in Chinese clothes walked out of the restaurant, seemingly in a bad mood.

Seeing the old Taoist priest next to him, he immediately stepped forward and kicked.

"Stinky beggar, who let you sit at the door of my restaurant, no wonder the business of the restaurant is so bad today, get out!"

The pudgy middle-aged man was cursing.

The old Taoist raised his head and looked at the chunky middle-aged man through his messy long hair.

Then shook his head, tut tut.

"Tsk tsk, Yintang is black, Your Excellency is in danger, be careful today, or your life will be in danger!!"

After speaking, he limped away on crutches.

The chunky middle-aged man spat at his back.

"Bah! Damn your mother's life is in jeopardy. I had a fortune teller when I was young, and I can live to be 120 years old, at least 78 years!!"

Then he called a shop waiter.

"Xiao Li, go and follow him for me, don't let him eat for three days, dare to curse me, starve him for three days!"

"okay!"

The old Taoist who had already walked to the distance shook his head.

Why can he calculate that this person is in calamity, because he is this person's calamity! !

If there is a cause, there must be an effect!

This old Taoist priest is exactly the fortune teller that King Zhisheng was looking for in the past.

Since the day when Palace Master Da Luo was destroyed, he changed a city and a new identity.

From a Taoist priest who told fortunes by touching bones, he turned into a beggar.

He is afraid!

I am afraid that the next Da Luo Palace Master will be himself.

Fortunately, after waiting for a few days, I still haven't found myself.

While rejoicing, he also felt a little sad.

Damn, although his life is temporarily held, it also fully shows that his weight is not enough! !

As a divine fortune teller for the perfection of the Holy King.

He doesn't even have the qualifications to make a shot.

You say you are sad or not.

that night.

When an unknown restaurant owner in a small town in Guizhou was playing with his concubine, he accidentally exerted too much force, resulting in a comminuted fracture of his knee, a sprained neck, and some damage to his brain.

According to the doctor's diagnosis, the vitality is not damaged, but the legs cannot be kept.

Moreover, the damage to the brain cannot be healed, and he should spend the rest of his life lying in bed.

Seventy-eight years later, on the birthday of the shopkeeper of the restaurant, when he was dying, he thought of the fortune teller's fortune teller when he was a child, saying that he would live to be 78 years old.

It's so damn accurate! !

So, that night, he snarled.

Not a day to live.

Of course, what the shopkeeper of the hotel would not have thought was that he could calculate the lifespan so accurately, who else could it be except a magic operator?

Fortune tellers are also killers.

Fate, wonderful! !