"What?"
The Mighty King was obviously startled, suspecting that he had heard wrongly and that there was something wrong with his ears.
Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "Come on, King Shenwei, join me in crushing the Jingyuan Temple."
King Shenwei finally came to his senses, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "Champion, do you know how powerful the Jingyuan Temple is? It is one of the six holy places. Even if you have the support of this immortal master, you still want to There is still a long way to go to deal with the Jingyuan Temple. You must know that the Yuanqi God of the Jingyuan Temple is a master comparable to the Creator. The four major gods are also strong men who have experienced five thunder tribulations. There is also a mysterious The Pope, and countless believers.”
As he spoke, he focused his gaze on Haotian Jinzhang again, and his eyes became hot: "However, with the help of this powerful human-immortal man, we are very confident that we can defeat the invading countries in the Western Region. "A human immortal master, without the checks and balances of masters of the same level, can indeed determine the outcome of a war.
Yu Liancheng shook his head and decided not to waste any more words.
The five fingers spread out, as if King Mighty had grabbed it.
The mighty king's expression changed slightly, and he shouted angrily: "Champion, you are so presumptuous!"
The two are both peak martial saints, and both are feudal officials with military power, so they are often compared.
Seeing Yu Liancheng take action, King Shenwei intended to compete with Yu Liancheng. He immediately roared with filial piety, his energy and blood surged like a long river, and he punched with all his strength.
A punch from the peak Martial Saint is indeed no small matter. Even ordinary ghosts and immortals who break the barrier of life and death may be knocked out of their wits.
But unfortunately, it was not enough to see in front of Yulian City. With a random wave of his palm, all attacks were resolved, like ice and snow melting.
And the next moment, the palm was grasped again, and the Mighty King seemed to be grasped by a huge palm, unable to move, and even blinking became a luxury.
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"Okay, King Shenwei, I'm not asking you and I to fight to the death. I'm just asking you to be a witness." Yu Liancheng chuckled.
A portal opened, and Yu Liancheng grabbed King Shenwei and entered the door of illusion.
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There are thousands of miles of yellow sand here, which is the famous "next door to the vast sea" and the biggest barrier to the civilization of the Western Regions and Daqian.
And thousands or tens of thousands of miles away from the vast sea, there are faint shadows of huge snow-capped mountains standing on the horizon.
Under those snow-capped mountains are the residences of the countries in the Western Regions.
Fire Kingdom. A country in the Western Regions where politics and religion were integrated and the divine power was greater than the imperial power.
The Jingyuan Temple is located on the sacred mountain behind the capital of the Fire Kingdom. The temple is more prosperous and eye-catching than the imperial palace, and the temples are rolling up and down like mountains with no end in sight.
The golden temples are connected together, shining on everything, just like another sun.
Millions of people live here. It can be said to be the center of Western Region culture and a holy place of faith. Every household enshrines the spirit god with the head of a human and the body of a dragon.
A door opened silently.
Three figures came out.
"Champion Lord, could this be the 'ancient Rashomon' of the God of Energy? Why is it in your hands?"
King Divinity's heart was filled with turmoil, and there was a faint hint of fear that he himself did not want to believe.
It's really imaginative that the champion can easily suppress a peak martial saint like him, and even master the ancient Rashomon artifact.
If this speculation came true, wouldn't he be in danger?
"Don't worry, I have not taken refuge in the Jingyuan Temple, nor have I secretly communicated with the Yuanqi God."
Yu Liancheng glanced at him indifferently: "As I said before, I only wanted you to be a witness."
King Divinity breathed a sigh of relief and asked doubtfully: "Witness? What testimony?"
Yu Liancheng opened his palms in the direction of Jingyuan Temple, as if he held the temple in his palms.
The next moment, he suddenly shook his hand.
From his perspective, the entire temple was blocked by fists and disappeared without a trace.
"Witness the destruction of the Jingyuan Temple."
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After a moment, a burly figure soared into the sky. The air flow rolled and stood in the void. Looking down at the Jingyuan Temple below, Dan Mo said: "People from the Jingyuan Temple, come here and die!!"
It seemed like the wind was light and the clouds were calm, but the sound waves were powerful, shaking the sky like thunder from the nine heavens. The boundless dragon of sound waves rolled and roared, sweeping in all directions. Everyone within a hundred miles could hear it clearly, especially the masters in the realm of ghosts and immortals. They could feel the mighty masculine power from this voice, and their whole minds seemed to be bombarded by thousands of thunders.
"who is it?"
"Hmph, who dares to cause trouble in Jingyuan Temple and seek death!"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! !
In an instant, four figures flew out from the most magnificent temple and appeared in the air in an instant.
These four figures were dressed in robes of four colors: black, white, red, and blue, with their heads wrapped in them, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed. They seemed indifferent without any fluctuation, but also seemed to contain countless desires, imaginations, and longings.
And the fluctuations revealed by these four figures, almost every one of them, had about five thunder tribulations, which was actually equivalent to that of Tianlong Dao Master Ao Luan who had not entered the ancient dragon tomb.
However, the power revealed by these four figures is not the pure Yang soul breath possessed by the Thunder Tribulation master, but the divine power mixed with many incense and beliefs.
In other words, these four figures are not human beings, but gods.
Anyone who is a little familiar with the Jingyuan Temple can tell that they should be the four major gods in the Jingyuan Temple after the Yuanqi God.
God of Hades, God of Dharma, God of Blood, God of Essence and Hercules.
"Who are you? What are your intentions in breaking into my Jingyuan Temple without permission?"
Originally, the four great gods planned to directly kill uninvited guests in the future.
You can feel the terrifying Qi and blood of Yulian City, which is like a mountain or a sea, and you can't help but be a little more cautious.
The one who spoke at this time was the Dharma God. This Dharma God penetrated the blood bubble and held the blood wheel saw wheel in his hand. The powerful fluctuations of divine power emitted, which made people feel excited.
"I don't like killing people." Haotian Jinzhang opened his palms, lowered his head and murmured to himself: "If you are willing to disband the Jingyuan Temple, then everything will be easy. If not..." He said this in a tone of voice. With the cold murderous intent, the world seemed to be shrouded in chill: "Everyone must die!"
"Arrogant!"
"kill him!!"
The four Dharma gods were furious.
They occupied the four directions of southeast, northwest, and firmly trapped the Haotian Golden Chapter, and then each used their own unparalleled magical powers.
"Spear of Hades."
The God of Hell among the four Dharma Gods roared with filial piety and took the lead in launching the bombardment.
A white bone spear appeared in his palm, suddenly pierced the void, pierced countless air, and pointed towards Haotian Jinzhang's eyebrows.
This bone spear was not condensed with magic. It was a large vertebra left behind after the ancient evil god was killed. It was enshrined in the Temple of Hades and was trained with boundless mana and massive resources. This bone spear that symbolizes the authority of the underworld god.
The ancient evil god is an existence at the pinnacle of human immortality, a strong man who has almost reached the highest level of martial arts.
After thousands of years of mana condensation, this spear has become an unrivaled magic weapon.
The God of Hades, who is as powerful as five thunder tribulations, fought hard to strike out, which is enough to penetrate all the visible and invisible barriers in the world and kill some giants alive.
"Dharma God Blood Palm!"
The Dharma God and the Blood God, who were dressed in white robes and blood robes, roared loudly, and their boundless divine power burst out at the same time. They pushed out with a single palm, and the palm of their hand became larger in the wind, turning into the size of a mother. They also attacked Haotian Jinzhang. Come.
The texture of the palm transformed by this divine power is extremely clear. If you look closely, the crisscrossing palm prints actually vaguely form a geographical pattern of mountains and rivers. It was as if an ancient giant had lifted up mountains and rivers with boundless divine power and smashed them across.
"Mangshen Qigong!!"
The last one to take action was the Jingyuan Hercules who stood on the earth.
Wow! ! His cyan robe and cloak moved automatically without wind. It seemed to be filled with boundless energy. It swelled up. His thick and toned muscles quickly opened the robe, and suddenly turned into an extremely strong man, as if he had a huge god and demon with boundless divine power. The power to move mountains, fill seas, and knock down stars.
As Jingyuan Hercules roared, he exerted force on his palms, and the muscles on his entire arm were knotted like dragons, and a powerful fist came with a mighty force.
Facing this sudden enemy, the four great Dharma Gods all launched their most powerful attacks.
Even a creator like Meng Shenji had to be moved when faced with the attacks of the four people and did not dare to take the attack forcefully.
"Well come."
But the face of the immortal clone showed excitement.
Then, Haotian Jinzhang pinched the wheel seal with his five fingers and punched out, stirring up the airflow in all directions.
It seemed like a simple punch, but it enveloped the four great gods. As the fist seal pressed down, the void trembled, and the sky and the earth turned pale.
Boom!
Boom! !
Amidst the earth-shaking loud noise, the fist power and divine power went rampant, sweeping in all directions.
Countless earth and rocks were thrown up, and the strong wind hunted, and countless buildings in the Jingyuan Temple were destroyed. The four great gods were knocked out one by one, especially the Jingyuan Hercules. His screams resounded through the sky, and his whole body exploded, turning into a pure power of faith and escaping.
Countless people who witnessed this scene felt as if they were falling into a dream.
Incredible.
Those are the four great gods who are superior and invincible.
The four gods joined forces to attack, but instead of killing the uninvited guest, they were injured by the other party.
Even the supreme spirit god would not be able to achieve this with just one move.
"Don't run away, come and die!"
Haotian Jinzhang roared with filial piety.
Bend the index finger to make a sucking state.
The extremely violent suction power was emitted, and the four major gods who had escaped from serious injuries flew involuntarily towards his palm.
"Fight him!"
"Kill, kill, kill!!"
Boom! !
No one in the world can look down upon the desperate efforts of four or five thunder tribulations.
The same cannot be said for the Haotian Golden Seal.
Boom!
Another brutal fight!
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At this time, in a gorgeous temple in Jingyuan Temple.
Standing in the temple was a girl wearing a platinum crown, holding a scepter, and her face covered with a veil.
This girl doesn't look very old, but her identity is really astonishing. She is the Pope of Jingyuan Temple, Xu Feihong.
Seeing the scene where the four great gods were defeated by the Haotian Golden Chapter, she couldn't help but frown slightly.
When did such a strong man appear in this world?
Of course she could see that this was at least a peerless master at the peak of human immortality.
And she felt a little uneasy. Yuan Qi Shen went out more than a month ago and has not returned to Jing Yuan Temple yet. Did something unexpected happen?
Without the Yuanqi God in charge, the Jingyuan Temple would be missing a Dinghai Shenzhen.
"Xu Feihong..."
At this moment, a figure walked slowly from outside the temple and said calmly: "You are the Pope of the Jingyuan Temple. Please order the dissolution of the Jingyuan Temple. This can also reduce casualties."
Xu Feihong narrowed his eyes: "The champion, it's you."
"Yes, it's me."
"Hmph, I think you invited that pinnacle immortal here."
Xu Feihong snorted coldly: "Even if you have a peak immortal as your backer, it is absolutely impossible for me to disband the Jingyuan Temple."
"Do you really want to die that much?" Yu Liancheng's tone was uneven, but it made Xu Feihong feel a strong sense of sadness.
"Don't be complacent. You must know that the Yuanqi God enshrined in our Jingyuan Temple has the strength of the Creator realm. Once you alarm him, he will be able to suppress you with his backhand." Xu Feihong sneered, but he was a little lewd. Severe internal stubble.
"God of vitality?"
Yu Liancheng flipped his palm, and a black crystal appeared in his palm. Sealed in the crystal was a figure with severed arms and legs, but exuding a powerful aura: "Is this him you are talking about?"
"Yuanqi God, how is this possible?" Xu Feihong's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Yes, the spirit god has been sealed."
Yu Liancheng shrugged and said: "Of course, I know that the real backer behind you is the big man from Tianwaitian. I also have some thoughts about him and want to ask you some questions. I hope you won't refuse."
"Marquis Champion, I don't know what you mean." Xu Feihong's heart trembled when he heard this, but he still said calmly.
"You are dishonest." The black crystal in Yu Liancheng's hand disappeared in a blink of an eye, and his whole person exuded an aura like a god and a devil. The mighty masculine obsession poured out like a Milky Way, and like a hurricane passing by, the whole person was instantly wiped out. A palace was submerged, and even a strong man like Xu Feihong couldn't help but feel like a lonely boat in the sea.
"But it doesn't matter, I have my own means to make you confess honestly."
"Shackles of Order, Blockade!!"
Xu Feihong was so excited that he stretched out his hands, and a thick and long golden chain suddenly appeared in his palm. On the chain, countless runes flashed, and strings of characters representing the ancient divine language and spiritual characters were wandering and turning at the joints of the chain.
As Xu Feihong was thrown into the air, the golden chains instantly turned into countless chains, tearing apart space and transcending time. In an instant, they came to Yu Liancheng's side, entangling him like a dragon in a python.
After Xu Feihong threw out the "Chain of Order", he immediately used a boat-shaped magic weapon without even looking at it, and instantly broke through the void and disappeared into the Jingyuan Temple.
Katcha kacha! !
The chains of order that were tied to Yu Liancheng broke to pieces without even holding on for a breath.
With a wave of his sleeves, the ancient Rashomon Gate appears, and he steps into it.
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