A golden crown floated into the temple, the holy light was revealed, and a majestic phantom of a god appeared!
This phantom was entrenched above the crown, suddenly rising several meters high, radiating with radiance and breathing divine flames. On its huge body, countless divine powers intertwined and flowed, twisting into a blurry face, without any human shape!
The phantom of the god glanced around, his face clearly showing ecstasy!
He lowered his head, looked at the two people at his feet, and shouted:
"Nalan Yimin? You haven't come to see him yet!"
Nalan Yimin lowered his head deeply. When he raised it again, his face was full of enthusiasm and excitement, as if he couldn't wait to kiss the god's toes!
"Brahma is above! Serving my god is my supreme honor!"
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Nalan Yimin's respect made the phantom of the god even more satisfied, and the aura around him became much calmer and no longer frightening.
His eyes turned to the palace again.
The tall and wide space is obviously not in the human style. Several stone statues on both sides can barely make out the appearance of birds. Like the empty stone lotus platform in the deepest part, it has an old-fashioned and desolate atmosphere. It is also dilapidated and has no experience. How many years have passed.
At the foot of the stone lotus platform, a jade-white spherical halo covered the ground. Countless rays of light seemed to be distorted by some kind of force, filling the light barrier and vaguely flowing.
A fist-sized object was vaguely visible in the center of the mask, which seemed to be the source of the halo.
An ancient bronze mirror lay quietly under the mass of things. Traces of damage could be seen everywhere in the edge decoration. The mirror surface that should have been smooth and polished had long been rusty. Countless cracks lay across the entire mirror surface. The mass of things seemed to be split into The countless broken petals look darker and darker!
The phantom of the god stared at the mask of light, and the divine flames surrounding it beat more and more intensely!
"Nalan Yimin, what did the chief priest Sanyao tell you?"
"...My God! The officiant ordered me to get a bronze mirror...I think...it should be the one in front of me..."
"Anymore?"
"……there is none left……"
"That means you don't know everything about this ruins?"
"Yes, my God!"
"Well, what's your plan?"
"My God, please look!"
Nalan Yimin pointed at Yu with one finger and gritted his teeth and said:
"This man is a heinous blasphemer who should have been cut into pieces long ago! This filthy body can be used just to test this halo, and it can be considered a good use!"
The phantom of the gods didn't even look at Yu who was lying on the ground. He pondered for a moment and suddenly said:
"Nalan Yimin, go and move those people here!"
Nalan Yimin opened her mouth, but did not dare to ask any more questions. She quickly ran out of the palace and carried the unconscious Jia Luo students in one by one.
The phantom of the god took a few steps back slightly and said in a deep voice:
"Okay, let's get started!"
Nalan Yimin hesitated, summoned up the courage, and asked:
"My God...what do you mean?"
The phantom of the gods was obviously impatient and said coldly:
"Of course I threw them in one by one! Why, do I have to do it myself?!"
"No no no!"
Nalan Yimin hurriedly knelt on the ground and shook his head repeatedly. He glanced at Hathaway and muttered:
"...My God, this...this is Her Royal Highness the Saint..."
"so what?!"
The phantom of the god casually glanced at the ground and said indifferently:
"Since she is a saint, everything should belong to Brahma. This girl just completed her mission decades in advance!"
"...My God...Her Royal Highness the Saint is still the direct daughter of the Heather family. If she died here, I'm afraid...I'm afraid it would cause a lot of trouble..."
"It's so noisy! Isn't that sinner also a young goblin master? How come I don't see you worried at all?!"
The phantom of the god leaned down, the dancing divine flame almost licked Nalan Yimin's hair, and shouted coldly:
"Nalan Yimin! Let me ask you! The order of Sanyao Priest should be different from what you just said, right? You can't tell the truth!"
Nalan Yimin was so frightened that she knocked her head to the ground, her body shaking like chaff, and she replied in a trembling voice:
"My god, calm down... My god, the officiant ordered me to charm them and try to get the mirror. I... I saw something strange here and didn't dare to act rashly, so..."
"That's why you want to avenge your personal revenge, right?!"
"My God's Mingjian! That sinner is full of evil, which the world will not tolerate! I...I am also doing harm to Brahma..."
"Let me ask you! How do you plan to get out after killing the sinner?! How do you explain after you get out?!"
"...I...I hid in that artificial human body and came here. Not even the two deans of the altar noticed it. As long as the sinner's death is attributed to that halo...I think...I think No matter how angry the two deans are, they probably won't kill Roland directly. As long as there is a chance, I can escape with the bronze mirror..."
The phantom of the gods looked at Nalan Yimin coldly. Under the heavy pressure, even Yu Du, who was several meters away, felt it was difficult to breathe. After a while, the phantom of the gods regained its momentum and actually laughed sinisterly!
"He is so cruel and so bold that he even dares to deceive the gods! Hehe! Nalan Yimin, you are very good!"
He did not give Nalan Yimin any chance to defend himself and continued:
"Stop kneeling and start!"
Nalan Yimin walked up to Yu and pulled Yu's hair fiercely. After dragging Yu for a few steps, he stopped again and knelt down in front of the phantom of the god with a "plop", kowtowing like garlic!
"My...my God! Just kill this sinner. Your Highness the Saint...she cannot die!"
"Killing one is also killing! Killing four is killing! Nalan Yimin, where is your courage?!"
"My God...otherwise...otherwise I will spare the life of the Holy Lady. The powerful man at the altar in this ruins should have fallen for many years. Maybe...maybe there is no need for the Holy Lady to sacrifice her life here..."
"What do you know?!"
The phantom of the god became furious instantly and roared:
"Do you know whose bones are buried in this ruins?! The owner of the remaining energy core is either Martial God Star Dou or Brahma God Yunshan!
"Do you know who 'Star Cloud Shirt' is?!
"They are all peerless warriors who lived more than ten thousand years ago! Martial God Xingdou's self-created fist seal technique is extremely powerful, almost as powerful as the gods of Qiyao! The compatibility between Brahma God's cloud shirt and Brahma's divine power is almost 100%. In that Era is the existence known as 'the first god under the Brahma constellation'! If the damn Martial God Xingdou hadn't bewitched from the side, causing the Brahma God Yunshan to rebel from the temple, our Brahma God Realm might have been in full glory!
"When they rebelled, they failed to capture the three Brahma gods when they came to this world. How can we underestimate the power of the energy cores they left behind after their deaths?!
"No! That's not an energy core! That's a divine crystal! Do you understand the divine crystal?! As long as I can get it and absorb the source of power in it, I can communicate with the endless divine power of Brahma and become the eighth ray of Brahma!
"At that time, you, Nalan Yimin! As the first servant of the Eight Luminaries God, you will be able to step into the altar and become a true god of light!"
The divine flames were blazing and dazzling, and the face of the phantom of the god was ferocious and twisted, with no trace of divine meaning at all!
