Chapter 1551: The Purple Temple will die!

Chapter 1551 The Purple Palace will die!
Suddenly the situation was extremely severe!
The whole east burst open at once, causing a storm-like vibration.
One of the seven deputy masters of the Purple God Palace, died in battle!
This news is amazing.
This seems to be even more foreboding that the Purple Temple is about to collapse.
The world is shocked!
Tengcheng, in front of the city gate.
There was a long queue.
Luo Feng stood on the wall and looked at him, his brows furrowed, his face could not help but a touch of bitterness.
Over the past few days, too many people, warriors, have poured into Fuji City.
All came for ‘refuge’.
The defeat of the Purple God Palace was so fast that even Luo Feng was a little unacceptable.
"At any rate, it is also one of the four king-level forces, how... was beaten so that there was no power to parry." Luo Feng sighed in a long voice, and worries appeared between his eyebrows.
The defeat of the Purple God Palace was not good news for Luo Feng.
Although he doesn't have a lot of affection for some people in the Purple Temple, but in the overall situation, if the Purple Temple can withstand the attack of the three forces, it is best to be in a stalemate, then it is very beneficial to the development of Fujijo.
But now, the Purple God Palace is facing a desperate situation. The three forces are invincible and invincible. Their spearhead, possible at any time, is directed at Songzhou.
"Unexpected, but it is also reasonable." Third Master Yan appeared behind Luo Feng and walked over slowly, with worry between his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "The most important thing is, the evil king, The speed of invading the north is too fast, and more than half of the power of the Purple God Palace mobilizes the north to fight against the evil king. After all, the evil king is a strong man on the Golden Core Avenue."
"Furthermore, through the news of the war during this period, it can be seen that the strength of Cangshengwendao and Opu Pavilion is not in the least under the Purple God Palace. The joint encirclement and suppression of the three forces, the Purple God Palace, is indeed difficult to resist. Master Yan San sighed, "The military spirit of the Purple God Palace has fallen to the bottom!"
"Palace Master, where is he?" Luo Feng couldn't help but frown and said, "I have always been the Seven Vice-Palace Masters. In presiding over the overall situation, the Purple God Palace has reached a critical moment of survival. Why hasn’t it been the second strongest in the world’s Lingtian rankings?"
"There has been news from inside the Purple God Palace." Third Master Yan said, "The Master of the Purple God Palace, he broke into the No. 1 Secret Realm many years ago and never came out again."
"Secret Realm One?" Luo Feng wondered.
"Heavenly Prison Realm, the most mysterious secret realm." Third Master Yan said with solemn eyes, "As long as there is no warrior who breaks into secret realm No. 1 out of it."
"That said, the Purple God Palace was originally in a state of no leader, and suffered such a disaster." Luo Feng sighed, "This is too unlucky."
"Heaven and Hell, that's the case." Third Master Yan took a deep breath, "Ling Tian, ​​hell, is on the front line."
"Luo Feng, I plan to continue to expand the size of the Dragon Legion." Yan Sanshi looked at Luo Feng and said with a serious face, "Even though you have no intention of fighting for the world, the current situation, with this strength alone, can't defend Tengcheng, or even We are just defending a city, and it is useless at all. The enemy is approaching, and the power is too weak. We must expand our power to the entire Songzhou."
Luo Feng's pupils shrank slightly, "Ke Songzhou, there are also white soldiers guarding."
"This is exactly what Palace Master Tianshu meant." Yan Sanshi said, "He can see the situation clearly. The defeat of the Purple God Palace is already a matter of iron and steel, and all the powerhouses of the Purple God Palace have been dispatched. The sky city, instead, became an empty shell. Now the power of the Purple God Palace can’t hold the Sky City at all. The Palace Lord Tianshu has ordered that the white soldiers from all states and cities gather in Songzhou. The state, as the last line of defense, all their power will be concentrated in Songzhou, Songzhou is here, the Purple Temple is here, Songzhou is occupied, and the Purple Temple will disappear completely."
"The lips are dead and the teeth are cold. Palace Master Tianshu hopes that the Shenlong Legion will unite with the White Army to guard Songzhou together." Third Master Yan looked at Luo Feng, "I think we can agree."
"My uncle will take care of everything." Luo Feng said in a deep voice, "By the way, there is one more thing, the Purple God Palace, Songzhou Ten Thousand People's leader Liu Zhenzhen, she is a member of our Dragon Palace."
"I've heard of it, I understand." Yan Sanshi smiled meaningfully at Luo Feng.
Luo Feng is ashamed, you know what a fart in your eyes!
The strong wind is icy.
In the eastern battlefield, the war is intensifying, and many people are foreseeing the demise of the Purple Temple.
This day, dusk.
From the north, the battle report came.
"Vice Palace Master of the Purple God Palace, Tian Quan, died in battle!"
"Vice Palace Master of Purple God Palace, Tianji, died in battle!"
"Vice Palace Master of the Purple God Palace, Tianxuan, died in battle!"
The blood-red setting sun sprinkled on the east, this war-torn land.
In the hearts of many people, a sense of sadness involuntarily arises.
Purple Shrine!
The dignified Oriental Purple Shrine, once countless people yearned to step into the holy land of spiritual practice.
Its rise is full of magical colors.
Its destruction is like the collapse of a building.
The power of the dynasty was overthrown.
It shocked the souls of countless people, and it took a long time to calm down.
Within two days, four of the seven deputy masters of the Purple God Palace died in battle.
Everyone knows that the tragedy of the Purple God Palace is inevitable.
"In the world of hell, how small is a person's power?"
"It's huge, like the Purple God Palace, all overthrown. We don't even know what will happen tomorrow."
"Further Ling Tian, ​​taking a step back to hell, this is really cruel."
"How do I feel that all this in the Purple God Palace was due to the expulsion of the God of War Tianjiao from the Purple God Palace. Is this retribution? The God of War Tianjiao Luo Feng, but the son of Heaven's Choice!"
The Purple Shrine was defeated steadily.
There is no room for recovery.
The Purple Temple will die!
There is war everywhere!
Luo Feng stood on the city wall, looking into the distance.
The brows were frowned.
Inside the Purple God Palace, Luo Feng still has someone to worry about.
Master Ding Fuyu, little sister Ding Xiang, and brother Ma Fu.
Su Huan and Ye Jianing, because their hometown is adjacent to Songzhou, have followed the army to Songzhou.
But the three of Ding Fuyu had no news.
According to the news from the Palace Master of Tianshu, Ding Fuyu is the only person in the Purple God Palace who can edit carved soldiers, and will focus on protection. However, in the past two days, there has been a strong transmission of Purple God Palace from various states and regions With the news of the death of the warrior, Luo Feng's mind became increasingly uneasy.
On the ancient road, many warriors walked in the direction of Fujijo.
Suddenly, the steed hissed and ran wildly.
Horse, an eighteen-year-old girl, her clothes were stained with blood, her breath was disordered, and her body was severely injured. Obviously, her life was hanging by a thread.
It seemed to be relying on instinct to hold the horse rope tightly.
The gate of Fujijo Castle is within easy reach...
"Little Junior Brother!" Ding Xiang exhausted all his strength and let out a sad cry.