Vol 2 Chapter 641: The destruction of the temple (two more)

　　The gods they had so hardly invited came to Xia Qingchen... kneeling down!
　　 And claiming to call the other party as the clean king?
　　 Isn't that an ancient king who died for thousands of years?
　　 Xia Qingchen closed her eyes and chuckled, wondering if it was self-deprecating or lonely: "After thousands of years, some people remember me!"
　　 Wen Yan.
　　Peach Blossom God's eyes blinked, looked at the top of his eyes, and immediately turned into a beam of light, and was ready to escape back to heaven.
　　 She can foresee that the top of the stars and the gods will set off a huge wave!
　　Because, thousands of years ago, the king... came back! !
　　However.
　　 The light beam hit the temple, and she was bounced back by an invisible force.
　　Peach Blossom God's face was white, and there was an infinite fear in his heart, looking at Xia Qingchen.
　　 Xia Qingchen's eyes were calm: "Although I have died for thousands of years, my divinity, but it is not a little projection that you can challenge."
　　Different levels of gods are divine.
　　 Xia Qingchen died for thousands of years, most of the loss of divinity, but how could it be compared with a small projection.
　　In the temple, the divinity can play an infinite role.
　　 For example, why do many shrines that cannot accommodate Xia Qingchen break up and break?
　　 That is because his divinity is still there.
　　By divinity, blocking a dim projection from leaving is also a matter of raising hands.
　　The peach blossom was terrified, and said with fear and sincerity: "Dustless God, the person who harmed you was not me. You have a debt and a debt..."
　　 Xia Qingchen waved her hand and interrupted her: "I am here today, not looking for you to settle the bill, but looking for them."
　　 pointed his finger at the temple hall master.
　　Peach Blossom God breathed a sigh of relief, saying: "Peach Blossom God is willing to work for the dustless king!"
　　 The main hall of the shrine and others were so scared that his heart jumped into his throat.
　　The peach blossom they invited, to deal with them in turn?
　　The power of gods, how can they resist if they are ants?
　　 "I don't need it!" Xia Qingchen took out the worm, and slowly stepped forward: "Some people, I want to kill myself!"
Looking at the scary bug, the temple master was horrified and screamed: "Xia Gongzi, the youth sees me as a believer in Ningshuang God, forgive me once! I... I am also the son of the feathered dragon Bewitched!"
　　The peach blossom sighed silently, who is not good to mention, why did he mention the God of Ningshuang?
　　 Sure enough.
　　 Xia Qingchen said lightly: "Then, you are going to die even more!"
　　The palm of his hand squeezed, the fat insect screamed and issued a violent mental attack.
what!
　　 This time, the lord of the temple was fleeing and was attacked at close range.
　　The Qiqiao spurted blood in an instant, and fell to the ground in the pain, so he could not die anymore.
　　 The high-level surroundings were so frightened that they were broken!
　　The main lord of the hall, actually died like this?
　　 Xia Qingchen glanced at them coldly and said the cold words: "You are the same!"
　　 Ordinary hall members may still be innocent.
　　 High-level must be in line with the feather dragon!
　　 Soon!
　　The screams in the hall were one after another, and the top floor was covered with land.
　　 At this point, the main hall of Tianyueling Temple and a high-rise building were completely destroyed.
　　 Finally, Xia Qingchen looked at Peach Blossom God.
　　 The latter's eyes rolled, and she seemed to be thinking about something. She could see that it seemed that Xia Qingchen's strength was very poor at the moment...
　　 against several ants, all need the help of soul eater.
　　 "As for you..." Xia Qingchen looked at her faintly: "I don't want, Ningshuang knows that I am still alive."
　　Peach Blossom God immediately panicked and feared: "I am willing to keep secret, and I will never disclose the whereabouts of the dustless King."
　　 "Well, then this projection is extinguished. With the power of your deity, it can be restored in ten years." Xia Qingchen said indifferently.
　　How can Xia Qingchen let her go back?
　　Once the projection returns to the body, the peach blossom will know what happened in this temple.
　　 At that time, the whole Jiuxiao will set off an uproar, right?
　　 For Xia Qingchen, who has not returned to the top, is a disaster.
　　 "Ah! Dustless King, don't, I, I have something to say!" Taohua quickly said.
　　 Xia Qingchen looked at her: "Ten Breath Time."
　　 She has ten breaths to finish what she wants to say.
　　Peach Blossom God set her mind and said, "Actually, King Ningshuang has been thinking of you all the time, I saw her depicting your portrait alone..."
　　 Talking, the Peach Blossom God suddenly couldn't say anything.
　　Because of a horrible divine attack, wrap her up, and then crush it hard.
　　 "Ah! God King, you..."
　　 Say to give her ten breaths, why do you start with two breaths?
　　 She thought she could impress the Clean King.
　　 Xia Qingchen stared at the falling fluorescence of the Peach Blossom God's projection, and his expression was cold and ruthless: "Those who disturb my heart, do not stay!"
　　 Thousands of years ago, the sword of God Ningshuang was cut off from all.
　　If someone tries to disturb his revenge with emotion, then he is destined to disappoint him!
　　 Don't kill Ningshuang, never be king!
　　 This is his determination!
　　Kap
　　 The statue of God Ningshuang, a clear and muffled sound came from inside, that was because it could not bear the long-term suppression of Xia Qingchen's divinity and finally collapsed.
　　 Xia Qingchen finally glanced at it and turned away ruthlessly.
　　 The moment he stepped out of the temple, the statue of God Ningshuang broke into two halves and smashed to the ground.
　　 The huge head of the idol rolled on the ground.
　　I don't know if it was a coincidence or a providence. The eyes of the god's eyes were stained with a line of blood.
　　Like frost, crying...
　　 Xia Qingchen went down the mountain all the way. When he left Shenshan, there was a huge crash from behind.
　　 The mountain that stood for thousands of years collapsed.
　　 The smoke and dust are so shocking, the turbid waves are rolling, and the background of Xia Qingchen's loneliness!
　　 At that time.
　　 In the depth of Mengze, there is a business way.
　　 Several people chase each other.
　　 was chased, not by others, but the flowerlessness of Fengyin Temple!
　　 Fengyin Temple was slaughtered by Duo Yangzi, including the host, and all of them were killed. Only Wu Hua escaped.
　　 He is always trying to make a comeback, looking for Xia Qingchen to take revenge.
　　 It's a pity to go against the wish.
　　 Instead of restoring Fengyin Temple, he was stared at by the people of Dark Moon and forced to ask about the whereabouts of the Buddha's relics.
　　 It's extremely uncomfortable, and there are shocking injuries everywhere on his body. He turned his head and said: "I said, I don't know where the Buddha relics are!"
　　However, a group of dark moon powerhouses who hate the world immortal level do not believe at all.
　　 "Joke! You are the only survivor of Fengyin Temple, and you are the favorite lover of Liuqing. Will you not know where the Buddha relics are hiding?"
　　 The ball exploded on the spot, shooting countless fragments, exploding the flowerless back.
　　 He screamed and fell into the mud with an impact, throwing his mouth full of mud.
　　 Then, the dark moon man stepped forward and stepped it into the mud of the swamp.
　　No flowers are angry and sad. The young host of Fengyin Temple was down to now.
　　 It's really Hu Luopingyang being bullied by dogs!
　　A hated world fairy screwed his neck, and when he shook his hand, he slapped his face in the face: "Big thing! Let's talk about it, take it and feed your dog!"
　　 No flower heart grief and indignation, I hope to die, so as not to humiliate living in the world!
　　 seems to be pitying.
　　 A sword light cut from behind them without warning, the end of the world hatred was caught off guard and was cut off an arm.
(End of this chapter)