"What Dijiang? In the future, Dongchen Kingdom is not allowed to believe in Dijiang! Luo Ge was furious, and the entire Ice Yao Temple trembled.

The coercion of the third-order martial spirit rushed to his face like this, and the Lord Bishop did not stand firmly, and his body was directly rushed out by the coercion released by Luo Ge, and slammed into a huge icicle, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly.

"Fourth brother, what are you doing?!" Seeing that his cronies were beaten, Luo Xien's face was extremely hideous, "What does it mean that Dongchen Kingdom is not allowed to believe in Dijiang in the future?" If you dare to disobey God's will, are you not afraid of God's wrath? ”

"Damnation? Hehe. Luo Ge sneered, his voice was like ice slag, and a touch of excitement crossed his ice blue eyes, staring at Luo Xien fixedly, and said in a deep voice, "I said no, I just don't!" ”

Damnation? Is he afraid of God's damnation?

The most tragic thing in this world has already happened to him, what is he afraid of?

Fearless and worry-free.

Luo Ge stretched out his hand, and a burst of ice-blue light appeared in his palm, and the Ice Vitality formed a giant sword that was a foot high.

Above the giant sword, there was a surging and surging power of domineering ice, and the complex lines gradually meandered above the blade.

He raised his sword in one hand and stood towards the sky, his long hair was windless, his eyes were firm, and his voice was like snow: "A rotten thing like the Ice Yao Temple, starting today, will completely withdraw from the history of my Dongchen." ”

Luo Ge easily swung the giant sword, which was thousands of times larger than his body, and split it in half from top to bottom against the Ice Yao Temple at his feet.

"Boom—"

The giant sword slashed the authority of the gods who had not fallen for eight hundred years, and the temple was like an old man who was about to die, completely losing the breath of life at the last moment, and collapsed to the left and right.

Ling Luo was dumbfounded.

Seeing that the wreckage of the Ice Yao Temple was destroyed by Luo Ge like this, she suddenly realized what the power of martial spirits was.

In the battle with him just now, he obviously let himself know how many times the way.

Yu is right, she fought with Luo Ge, and the probability of death was 99%. There is one percent of the hope of survival left, and that is human affection.

When destroying the chaotic body, if Luo Ge used this earth-shattering and terrifying giant sword, she would have been killed mercilessly with just one move, and there would be no bones left.

At the moment when the Ice Yao Temple collapsed, Luo Ge stretched out his hand and grabbed Ling Luo's slender waist, and a pair of Ice Wings stretched out behind her, pulling her away from the collapse of the ruins.

Ling Luo's eyes widened, looking at the pair of very beautiful ice blue ice wings behind him, and said, "The wings you have cultivated are even bigger than mine!" ”

The corners of Luo Ge's lips were slightly hooked, and the light in his ice eyes turned.

He didn't speak, but he seemed to be in a good mood.

The greatsword turned into a bits of fluorescent light and faded away.

Luo Ge helped Ling Luo and landed safely, while Luo Xien and his party fell more miserably.

Loshien's own cultivation was poor, but he carried a life-saving scroll with him and transferred the space in time to let him escape.

The Ice Yao Temple was destroyed, and the whole country was shaken.

Ling Luo had just landed safely, and before he came back to his senses, he was invited to the Jinluan Hall in Dongchen by the ministers from the palace.

Ling Luo and Luo Ge knelt side by side on top of the Jinluan Palace, looking at the person with a distinguished status sitting on the high platform.

The emperor of Dongchen Kingdom, Luo Rong, who is in his forties.

Luo Rong's face is extremely majestic, and at first glance he is a good emperor who is cautious and loves the people.