Boom!

The dull sound of the drum suddenly came from the depths of the temple, and this drum sound was strange and abnormal, and it penetrated the bottom of people's hearts. Where the drum sounded, the blood and muscles of the whole body trembled suddenly.

There was a dead silence.

All the movements, all the sounds, after this drum sound, all disappeared.

Everyone involuntarily stopped all movements, turned their gaze, and looked into the depths of the temple. Everyone was startled by this sudden and strange drum sound, and the eyes of the three Yuan Babies who were about to decide for life and death were full of shock.

A majestic force surged from the depths of the temple with the sound of the drum.

Their faces faded in an instant.

This force is mighty and blazing, like rushing magma, like a raging sea of fire.

Suddenly, someone screamed, breaking the dead silence.

Hearing the screams, the crowd turned their heads, and they saw an astonishing scene.

A golden beam of light fell straight from the top of his head, like a golden sword, piercing the boundless darkness.

The brilliance of all the magic rune arrays dimmed in front of this golden beam, it was so blazing, so dazzling, it was almost impossible to look at directly.

Zuo Mo under the pillar of light opened his arms, as if to embrace this ray of light. Zuo Mo, who was shrouded in a golden beam, was covered in a layer of golden light, and under the blazing light, the bronze mask was unusually dark and deep, like an unfathomable dark shadow.

Rich golden light sprinkled on Zuo Mo's outstretched arms, like viscous gold liquid, flowing and winding along his arms.

The golden light gathered from Zuo Mo's fingers, slowly gathered and grown, turned into a drop of gold liquid, and finally fell uncontrollably. The gold liquid leaves the fingers, and in the process of dripping, the outer layer of the gold liquid constantly dissipates into bits of golden fragments, like golden comets.

A large amount of gold liquid fell down Zuo Mo's arms, bringing up hundreds of golden broken bands, like neatly arranged golden feathers, which were very beautiful.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

From beginning to end, Zuo Mo, who was surrounded in the middle, no one threw a second look at him except for the first glance that attracted these cultivators. No matter how you look at it, this guy in a bronze mask is a turtle in an urn, a lamb washed and placed on a chopping board to be slaughtered. Maybe the one who raises the butcher's knife will be different, but the lamb will only be the lamb.

Zuo Mo was ignored, ignored by everyone.

It wasn't until this beam of light fell from the sky that people suddenly realized that things were not as simple as they imagined.

Shen Wuhai was the first to react and said angrily: "Kill him!"

Boom!

Another drum sound that shook to the bones interrupted Shen Wuhai's urgent roar, ignoring everyone's layers of defense, and directly slammed into the deepest part of their hearts.

The temperature of the temple rose rapidly, and the air was so hot that it seemed to catch on at one point.

Boom...... Boom...... Boom......

The drums beat one after another, more and more urgently, more and more intensively.

Everyone was shocked to find that they seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force, and no matter how much they urged their spiritual power, they couldn't even move their fingers. With every drum beat, the qi and blood in their bodies will tremble uncontrollably, and after a few consecutive sounds, everyone is churning with qi and blood, and their faces are blue and red.

The eyes of the crowd changed from shock to fear.

Shen Wuhai never expected that there would be such a change, and he regretted very much that he hadn't killed this masked guy in the first place, so he would have fallen into such a desperate situation.

If he had a slight doubt about whether the masked guy was a descendant of the sun, now he was completely sure of the other party's identity.

The sound of drums, the beams of light, the power of imprisonment, are the power of the temple.

This force is desperately powerful!

But Shen Wuhai is not desperate, he is still struggling. Among all of them, he knew the most about the temple, this power was incomparable, full of domineering, brilliant and fierce, without a trace of concealment.

It's like the blazing sun in the sky, and it's impossible to look at it.

But Shen Wuhai was not willing to be captured, this power was indeed like the scorching sun that made it difficult to resist, but under this vast and incomparable domineering, he sensed the smell of burning at all costs.

This temple, which is nearing the end, is burning with its last glory.

As long as...... As long as you can hold on until it burns out......

You can usher in a glimmer of life!

As long as there is a glimmer of vitality, he is confident that he can be anti-customer-oriented. Even if the other party was a descendant of the sun, he didn't believe that the other party would be able to master this temple.

Because of divine power!

Even if he is a descendant of the sun, it is impossible to cultivate divine power. Now there is no soil for divine power for a long time, and all the cultivation methods of divine power have been annihilated in the dust of history. Without divine power, he could be recognized by the temple, but there was absolutely no way to control the temple.

This is nothing more than the temple's last self-struggle.

Shen Wuhai calmed down.

Suddenly, his eyes froze, and his whole body stiffened.

I saw that the bronze man's body suddenly moved, and under the mask shrouded in shadows, there was an obscure and simple tone, and his body, like a snake, writhed in a strange posture.

The golden feathers composed of broken golden rays swayed with Zuo Mo's hands, drawing obscure trajectories in the air.

An extremely strange power, like ripples, spreads out.

Shen Wuhai, who had just calmed down, looked at Zuo Mo like a ghost.

This...... This...... This......

Power!

This is divine power!

Power...... How can it be...... How can it be!

Shen Wuhai, who couldn't move, had a blank brain at this time, and this astonishing discovery was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and it exploded in his mind!

That was his last thought.

A ray of light fell from the sky, enveloping him, and he lost consciousness when he felt the snow in front of him.

Dozens of beams of light shot down from the sky above the temple, and everyone was covered by a beam of light, and the cultivators who were covered by the beams, no matter how high or low their cultivation was, their expressions froze at this time, like puppets.

Zuo Mo stopped his body, and the golden glow on his body was much darker, so faint that it almost dissipated.

"Ho...... Shh

A hoarse laugh came from under the mask, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a gasp. Zuo Mo tugged at the skin of his mouth with difficulty, he wanted to laugh, but every muscle was extremely sore, even the muscles of his cheeks were sore, and the slightest pull was painful.

But even if his body was almost falling apart, and the soreness that came from everywhere, it couldn't dampen the pride and pleasure in his heart.

What could be more ecstatic than a reversal in a desperate situation?

Looking at the clay statues in front of him, Zuo Mo couldn't help but let out a smug and regretful laugh.

These beams are the protective power of the temple, and they are powerful in their ability to immobilize their enemies and deprive them of their consciousness. Zuo Mo felt the fluctuations coming from the altar, and he couldn't help but think of the obscure things he got from the altar. Zuo Mo, who was in a desperate situation, had no room to pick and choose, and began to try to communicate with the altar with the idea of a dead horse being a live horse doctor.

Unexpectedly, he was really successfully communicated!

Zuo Mo, who had successfully communicated, immediately understood why the altar was fluctuating.

The temple, which had been sealed for tens of thousands of years, was opened again, directly causing the only remaining power to be consumed at a faster speed.

The temple had its last shred of strength left.

Without Zuo Mo's intervention, this last trace of power would have caused the entire temple to turn into ashes in the flames. The fluctuations of the altar are the last sign before the temple dies.

But Zuo Mo, who successfully communicated with the altar, used the last trace of the temple's strength to launch a fatal blow!

The power of the temple was incomparable, and even this last trace was far from what Shen Wuhai and they could bear.

These beams, known as the "Golden Crow Forbidden Light", are the temple's most powerful means of attack. As long as it is shrouded in the forbidden light of the Golden Crow, it will lose all consciousness and resemble a puppet.

However, the Golden Crow Forbidden Light is not able to directly kill the enemy, and once the opponent's body is damaged, it will wake up from the confinement. A primordial infant like Shen Wuhai, the moment he woke up was enough for him to kill Zuo Mo. The Sun Temple's response to enemies who were shot by the Golden Crow's forbidden light was usually thrown directly into the Burning God Realm, causing them to be tormented to death by the flames.

Can't kill these guys......

Zuo Mo was a little regretful, but he rolled his eyes, and soon he laughed, of course, it was inevitably accompanied by some gasps.

He endured the pain in his body and moved to Shen Wuhai.

Seeing Shen Wuhai who was stunned like a puppet, his eyes suddenly became greedy and fiery, and he began to grope for Shen Wuhai without hesitation.

Spiritual armor, rings, magic weapons......

The excitement and joy of the harvest directly made Zuo Mo forget the pain in his body, and he used skillful techniques to peel Shen Wuhai clean.

It's really clean...... Even the last fig leaf, Zuo Mo didn't leave it.

That's a good material!

Zuo Mo, who had vicious eyes, immediately lit up his eyes.

Luxury, extravagance!

The five-grade tassel mixed with the blood bird feather is carefully weaved, and there are three kinds of runes on it: "warm nourishment", "strong" and "long-lasting", and you can sell two hundred five-grade spars at will, no problem!

Two hundred five-grade spars!

I really can't complain about my brother!

Zuo Mo smiled with his eyebrows, and his technique became more and more neat.

These people are either famous masters or tycoons, which one of them is not rich in oil and water? Zuo Mo can't take a closer look, he only cares about burying his head in stripping his clothes and undressing his armor.

Corpse sea bamboo, yin and yang infinite beads......

He moves extremely fast, and it is not the first time he has done similar business, and his natural efficiency is amazing.

The poor masked assassin did not escape either. He did not flee far from his injuries, but quietly approached, lurking in the shadows, intending to be able to strike a blow at a critical moment.

However, the temple identified the entire temple with everyone except Zuo Mo with the enemy, and the masked assassin had no time to escape, and was also shot by the golden crow forbidden light.

For this guy who almost killed himself, Zuo Mo gritted his teeth even more, and stripped him naked without saying a word. The mask of the other party's signature naturally did not fall.

Soon, all that remained in the temple was a flock of white and immovable dolls, clean and clean, like a flock of shaved white lambs.

"It's spectacular!"

Zuo Mo fled with emotion and pride, and the time that the golden crow was forbidden to light did not last long.

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