Chapter 741: Behind the Temple

The heroic spirits of the tribe went on a killing spree, unswervingly eliminating this group of uninvited guests, causing the monks to flee in a hurry, and those who did not run fast were harvested by a sickle, and their bodies fell to the ground, trampled by those who ran behind. Under the spiritual power of the temple, everyone's strength was suppressed and they couldn't fly in the air.

The witch spirit walked and killed, and when he arrived near the temple, the three true monarchs pulled up a large array, and before the formation could be formed, they were broken up by his punch, which caused the three of them to be traumatized and fly out upside down.

The king's heart in the east twitched, and they were all strong men of the dynasty!

"Everyone, now is not the time to sit idly by, and it is not good for anyone to let him do bad things!" "The Heavenly Monarch of the East invited the Supreme Elders of all races and factions, "Please join forces to destroy him!"

The Supreme Elder of the Xuanling Sect responded first, "I'll deal with him with you first." ”

"Good!"

Donglin Tianjun sacrificed a mouthful of the acquired holy treasure-level sword that swallowed thunderclouds and rain mist, and the sword burst out, followed by lightning and thunder, and the black pressed the ground, like a black cloud that swallowed the sky and the earth towards him.

The witch spirit stretched out his hand, his five fingers penetrated the sky, and he grabbed the sharp sword in the palm of his hand, and pinched it fiercely, leaving five finger prints.

Seeing this, Elder Xuanling Taishang held out a treasure bottle with a tense face, the five qi contained in her body, and the glow hung like a rainbow, she poured the bottle body, shot out a light, pinched and chanted a mantra, and wanted to put him in the bottle.

"Zh!" Wu Ling's mouth didn't move, but he let out a soul-snatching sound, and the treasure bottle clanged, and a crack appeared!

The Heavenly Monarch was shocked, in the record, most of the people in this tribe were mortals, only the witch spirit could still fight with the Heavenly Monarch, how could all of them turn into heroic spirits, and they were so strong!

"The Heroic Spirit only acts for what he is guarding, and will not desecrate the temple temple, hurry into the temple and try it!" Under the reminder of Guangcheng Zhenjun, they all rushed into the temple.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the temple, the witch spirit did not move, and stood at the door of the temple, as if turned into a stone statue.

At that time, in order to speed up the opening of the temple, Wu Feiyu and Mi Qiqi recited the blessing of the gods together, and the door of the temple finally opened in the anticipation, and the magnificent sound filled the sky, and the mystery could not be peeped into.

Donglin Wang's eyes lit up with two blazing fires, and when he stepped on the divine path first, the people of the three ancient clans with divine power or divine protection naturally could not lag behind and chased after him.

"Let's take a look, too. "Zhan Changfeng and Wu Feiyu stepped on the divine path together, speeding towards the clouds.

The monks who couldn't climb the divine path were in a hurry, grabbed Mi Qiqi and said, "Don't take us up quickly!"

Mi Qiqi had a hard time, and her employer hinted at her delaying time, "Don't worry, I still have to make a law, the witch spirit takes the children to the temple to meet but must abide by the ritual." ”

"Don't hurry up yet, don't hesitate!"

"Well, the monks outside are all dying, don't you care?"

"Don't get out of the way!"

Mi Qiqi patted the old green cow's buttocks, "Go, go, I'm going to cast a spell again." ”

The old green cow wagged his tail and paced to the edge of the rooftop, watching the groups of heroic spirits and monks fighting, and shed a tear of the cow.

When the Zen master of the Silent Temple saw the old cow crying, his heart was touched, and he opened his mouth with the lotus-shaped Dharma body.

The monks of the Silent Monastery generally do not speak unless they have reached home or are close to becoming Buddhas.

He walked out of the temple and walked all the way, the silent sound of the Buddha cleansing the bloody qi, and rescuing the suffering monks by the way.

The other Heavenly Monarchs only swept the snow in front of the door, saying that life and death are impermanent, and their fate is conceited.

When Mi Qiqi was about to lead them on the path of the gods, the wheels were rolling in the ancient forest, and a real treasure-level chariot came galloping, on the chariot, King Jing Yao was holding a jade plate of faith, his eyes were like torches, and there was a Heavenly Monarch beside him!

Everyone was suddenly puzzled again, and suddenly the Jingyao Dynasty had not been seen for a long time, so it turned out that he had gone to call Tianjun.

Isn't Jing Yao the only true monarch who is only one foot away from Lingjian?

This kick is not easy to kick, it stands to reason that he was not promoted so quickly, where did he come from?

King Jing Yao set up the chariot and went to the path of the gods, which made the monks who were still in place even more anxious, and Mi Qiqi felt that his back was about to be pierced by their sight.

Zhan Changfeng and the others, who had already entered the temple, saw a realm within a realm!

Behind the door of the temple, it is not a stereotypical hall, but a world of deep clouds, floating islands, and gravel hanging in the air!

The residence of the god does not seem to allow others to fly and run away, so there is still a deep divine power here, which makes people tremble, unable to fly, unable to run, and can only walk down-to-earth.

The floating islands were connected by an iron chain the thickness of the baby's arm, and Zhan Changfeng stepped on a chain, ready to go to the nearest floating island to see, but when she looked down through the stratus clouds under her feet, she saw an endless abyss, which could not be penetrated with the eye of nothingness, and her heart was cold out of thin air.

"This is where the Divine Mansion lives?"

"What's a pile of rags?"

Donglin and the three ancient clans, who had reached the first floating island first, were startled by the tattered mountain in front of them, and a true monarch stretched out his hand to push it down, and in an instant, the hundred-foot-high hill where those spiritual treasures and true treasures had been piled up was wiped out, and a thick layer of ash fell.

I don't know how many people's hearts have been hurt.

"I heard that in the great war 10,000 years ago, the witch spirit collected all the treasures of those monks into the temple, presumably these are the things. ”

Zhan Changfeng's divine sense swept the ashes on the ground, and the Taixuan Palace Holy Treasure Immortal Soul Banner, which had been chanted by Guangcheng Zhenjun, should be here, why was there no trace?

Ordinary treasures are useless for 10,000 years, and it is not strange to turn ashes, but like the innate holy treasure, it is an immortal treasure, and it should not be broken.

She didn't find out that she didn't fall into the soul flag, and she didn't take it to heart, and it wasn't her who should worry about it.

This tattered mountain blocking the entrance of the floating island is removed, but it shows a good scene that makes people's hearts tremble, but seeing the 10,000-year-old trees towering to the sky, the elves of the divine soil medicine garden, and the vitality and liquid Mu Tianling, they understand the truth and law even more.

This place seems to be quite close to the Great Dao, the heaven and the earth are very clear, and after staying for a long time, it is like being enlightened and ascending, I am afraid that even the great realm with the vigor and clarity of the Great Dao cannot compare to it.

In the blink of an eye, the spirit fruit on the ancient tree, the fairy grass in the medicine garden, and even the golden spirit jade bricks for building the road were stripped away.

The one who picked up the golden spirit jade brick still had words in his mouth, "Tyrannical Heavenly Things, Violent Heavenly Things, a piece is a real treasure, and it is actually used as a stepping stone!"

Wu Feiyu immediately pulled Zhan Changfeng to change places, "According to the situation of this locust transit, we can only help them take a photo to commemorate it." ”

"Calm down, just look at the horizon. "There is a group of Heavenly Monarchs, True Monarchs, where can they be found.

With that said, they jumped over this floating island and headed for another uninhabited floating island.

There are about a thousand floating islands, and the iron chains that connect each island are not cluttered, and if you look down from the sky, it is like a big net, and an island is on a node.

Beneath the net, there is an invisible abyss, which looks at the monks who walk on it, but makes them subconsciously ignore it.