Chapter 332 The Eighth Sword Immortal?(2/2)
This guy……
He actually pronounced this name in such a nonchalant tone?
You must know that the name of the master of the Holy Temple is not allowed to be mentioned by ordinary people.
Even if they are called spiritual masters, they usually use the word "Palace Master" instead.
Who is this guy...?
Is he a contemporary of Dao Qiongcang? Has he fought against him? Or does he have some other unknown special relationship?
Yuan Sandao's heart felt heavy and he took a deep breath.
He knew that today's matter would probably end in a big way.
But even so, he still had to ask the third question because of his duty!
"You should know that the mainland clearly stipulates that throne masters cannot take action. They must either enter the realm or enter the half-empty sky."
"However, it is really a big mistake for you to take action directly and hurt tens of thousands of innocent people in Tiansang City!"
"After being investigated by the Holy Temple, even if you transcend the throne and transcend the Dao of Killing, what will happen? Isn't it still death in the end?"
Yuan Sandao turned the blade, raised it to his chest, and said slowly: "My third question is, why did you take action?"
There is really no need for such a strong person to abuse himself like this!
Take action in Tiansang City?
How silly!
Yuan Sandao felt that there must be some ulterior secret in this process.
The uncle smiled again.
Chongdong can be resurrected by his own ability, that's because he is powerful. As far as he is concerned, this matter is over.
He has his own principles in mind when doing things, and he only kills once.
Leaving aside the matter of Chongdong, he replied to Yuan Sandao's question.
"First of all, I am not a throne. As you can see, I am just an acquired knowledge. The rules of the mainland cannot restrain me!"
Yuan Sandao's mouth twitched.
The uncle hadn't finished yet and continued: "Secondly, although I have already explained it, I want to explain it again. It is really not me who hurt the innocent people in Tiansang City."
"If it's not you, who else could it be?"
Yuan Sandao sneered, could it be the corpse next to you that was cut into several pieces?
"It's him."
The uncle kicked the sack on the ground and said, "The good things he did have nothing to do with me."
Yuan Sandao immediately lost his temper.
This sack was completely uncovered. He had already inspected it, and there was an innate junior inside who was still dying.
What the hell, he knocked the entire Tiansang City away?
are you kidding me?!
Um?
This pot is thrown away... Do you really think that you can just throw dirty water on someone who can't speak?
ridiculous!
"So, why are you here?"
Yuan Sandao spoke coldly.
He didn't bother to worry about anything else, but the purpose of this man's attack had to be clarified.
You can’t go so far as to say “I came here just to save the kid in the sack. If I don’t save him, he will be killed by the corpse on the side”!
"hehe!"
Yuan Sandao was amused by his own thoughts.
In this case, it’s not that the other party has a problem, but that the other party thinks that he, like him, is mentally ill!
However, the uncle kicked the sack.
Chapter completed!