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Chapter Seventy The Real Prince

Chapter 370: The real prince

Chen Fan shrugged his shoulders and said that he didn't value false fame.

He just felt a little pressure from the competition through the message the elder said.

The God of War Palace is definitely a gathering place for geniuses and monsters.

"After recording it, the young man's future is limitless." The elder smiled slightly and instructed Chen Fan to step onto a space jumping formation.

brush.

With a flash of light, the scene in front of him changed immediately.

"557" Chen Fan didn't feel any discomfort. The teleportation distance should be very short. He felt that he was still in the God of War Palace.

In front of you is a huge square with thousands of people in it.

Everyone sat cross-legged on the ground silently, waiting for something quietly.

Chen Fan glanced around and found many enemies.

Wang Yan, Jason, Wen Ruyu, Qingyu, King Kong and so on.

Practice quietly, the gate of the God of War Palace is about to close, and there will be some tests waiting for you. "

A voice suddenly sounded in my ears, and it was obvious that there were monsters secretly maintaining order.

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows and chose a remote corner to sit down. Let go of your spiritual consciousness and observe potential opponents in the secret.

Shitong, who has the body of a giant spirit, is still as tall as an iron tower even though he is sitting cross-legged on the ground, breathing like thunder, which is very terrifying. Standing out from the crowd, looking so aloof among the crowd.

But the most eye-catching thing is Qilin from Huangzhou. Like a god king coming to the dust, his whole body is bathed in divine light. He actually sits cross-legged in the void, looking increasingly mysterious and unpredictable.

The swordsmen in Yuqing Prefecture are relatively low-key, like Chen Fan, sitting cross-legged on the ground like an old monk in trance, with his sword across his knees, seemingly indifferent to everything around him.

"Amitabha."

The familiar sound of the Buddha's trumpet sounded, and Monk Gusu floated over in moon-white robes and sat beside Chen Fan.

"Gusu!" Chen Fan smiled, clenched his fist, hammered his shoulder, and said, "I feel relieved to see that you are okay.

Gu Suseng blinked his peach blossom eyes and said: "Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect. You saved the young monk's life in the Marquis' Mansion, so the young monk will protect you from the old monster of the Wang family, so the donor does not have to worry about it.

Chen Fan burst into laughter.

Monk Gusu really has the temperament of an eminent monk, with an ethereal mind, stunning scenery, and unconventional appearance.

Chen Fan asked: "Did you also break into the ninth level of heaven?"

Gu Suseng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I was caught by my master. My master is Master Peanut, the official dean of the God of War Palace.

"I go."

Chen Fan was startled and clicked his tongue for a long time to express his speechlessness...

Couldn’t this guy Gu Suseng have become the official crown prince of the God of War Palace?

Elder Yuan once said that the dean of the God of War Palace was a casual cultivator, but he did not expect that he was Gu Suseng's master.

Since you can be the dean, you must be recognized by all forces in terms of strength, virtue, prestige, etc. This is not easy.

Thinking of the terror of His Majesty Wu Ling, he inferred the realm of Master Gusu Monk.

Chen Fan felt dizzy.

"Don't be envious, he was beaten here but don't mention his name."

"Didn't Master give you any advice?" Chen Fan asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes!" Gu Suseng said with a wry smile: "He said he believed me."

"..." Chen Fan was speechless.

This master really didn't leave any room for his disciples. He seemed to be a strict teacher. 0.7

when.

The bells were melodious and the terrifying sound waves made everyone sitting cross-legged in the square tremble violently.

Gu Suseng said: "A big shot is coming."

Three streams of light fell from the sky, landed on the ground, and turned into three old men.

The leader is a bald old monk, wearing linen clothes, with a haggard appearance, sitting cross-legged in the void, with eighteen divine rings condensed on the back of his head, resembling a true Buddha. .