Chapter 1108: Bombing the Temple of War

The 1108th bombardment of the Temple of War
"Qingdi, is this person not in Lingwu mainland? You are talking nonsense, when we are so fooling!"
Mo Qing did not say anything, and the middle-class monk who was killed by Li Mozhen, who was almost killed by Li Mozhen, could not help but whisper.
"The Qing emperor has returned, he is here now."
Ma Yuansheng smiled and looked at a corner.
The monk over there opened up and subconsciously, and suddenly revealed a middle-aged man who was more than nine feet tall and a little ugly.
"This person is the Qingdi of the Holy Land of the Qing Dynasty?"
The faces of the monks were shocked, and they looked at each other with some curiosity.
There are many monks here from small to large, and they have heard many legends about the Qing Emperor. However, they have never seen the Qing Emperor. In their impression, the Qing Emperor is a high-ranking, unspeakable existence. However, after the change of heaven and earth, the monks who surpassed the fighting world were not so mysterious. They learned more or less the cultivation of the Qing Emperor from other channels. It is probably just an ordinary monk in the early days of the fighting.
"Ma Yuansheng, I haven't seen it for a few years, but you have improved it quickly."
The Qing emperor swept Ma Yuansheng coldly. Ma Yuansheng was not willing to show his weakness and smiled. However, he had some resentment in his heart. At the beginning, he personally asked the Qing emperor to avenge his immediate descendants, but the Qing emperor was indifferent. Although Ma Yuansheng knew that the Qing Emperor couldn’t help but ban the law of the Temple of War, it also caused Ma Yuansheng’s heart to have a gap in the Qing Dynasty. Today, he is also the early monk in the early days of the battle, and the last one in the heart of the Qing Dynasty. In awe, naturally lost to the horizon, before he found that the Qing emperor was hidden in the crowd.
After sneer at Ma Yuansheng, the Qing emperor was respectful and respected by Mo Qingxing. "In the Qingzhong letter, I have seen my predecessors."
Mo Qing smiled and nodded: "I heard that you know where the war temple is located?"
"Exactly."
The Qing emperor nodded, and he also had a hint of hatred for Ning Qi in his heart. Now someone can give him a lesson to teach Ning Qi, why not.
Afterwards, he hid the Xianwu mainland, even if Ningqi returned to God, he would not want to find him trouble.
The Qing emperor thought very thoroughly. During the years in the inner domain, he secretly paid a lot to Ningqi’s news. Mo Qing wanted to find Ningqi’s trouble. It’s the birthday of the Shouxinggong, looking for death, but Ningqi’s apparently has not yet returned. To Lingwu mainland, it is possible to let Mo Qing find the trouble of the Temple of War, and the Qing emperor himself can also make a bad breath.
"Take me in the past."
Mo Qing faint road.
"Predecessors, please."
The Qing emperor made a gesture of asking. At the same time, he glanced at Ma Yuansheng coldly, and his eyes flashed a hint of imperceptible color.
The Temple of War was found by the Church of the Immortals!
This news, like the plague, spread around the Lingwu continent, and the monks who had been curious about the Temple of War have heard the news.
Ning Laotai, Dongfang Holocaust, Zhang Long Zhao Hu, Han Tiansheng, Xue Ling, and all the elders and disciples of the Temple of War came to the God of War. They looked at the outside with some worries.
I saw Mo Qing with a group of monks and priests, standing in the air, sneering at the God of War, the monks below the Daolang, can not see the difference between this heaven and earth, but the monks above the border However, they can see through the fog and faintly see the people on the platform of the God of War.

Here is the Temple of War? I used to pass through here, but I never found anything different!

"There should be no mistakes. Qingdi personally leads the way. Can he always deceive the big monk in the late stage of Doo Dan?"
"Hey, if the Temple of War is broken today, I can wait for everyone to appreciate the style inside the Temple of War, and see where it is, to cultivate the genius of the two saints."
A group of monks whispered and curiously looked at the world.
"I will give you a chance to open the mountain gate and come out to surrender. I will leave you a life. Otherwise, you will not stay in the Temple of War."
Mo Qing's faint opening.
Everyone looked at this scene with a sigh of relief. In a few moments, there was a voice inside the Temple of War: "Go to your mother, how far is it to go, wait for the boss to come back, it is your death, what is the fairy hall, all must be Give this old man a funeral!"
"hiss……"
Everyone sucked a sigh of relief, and never imagined that the Temple of War would face such a tough monk in the late days of the Battle of Dao.
Even the Qing Emperor and Ma Yuansheng were stagnant in the same place.
"Well, I remember your voice."
Mo Qing angered and laughed.
"Remember the voice of Dad is useful? Have you forgotten to run around with Dad during this time?"
The arrogant, provocative, and angry voice came out again from the void.
"court death!"
The anger in Mo Qing’s eyes is like a volcano that wants to erupt. He is one of the only three elders of Buddhism’s late period, and has been insulted for so many years, and his anger is uncontrollable. After rushing out of his heart and making a roar, Mo Qing has already shot.
The power of more than two hundred and eight hundred laws instantly condensed, and the thunder in the sky suddenly rolled, and the lightning flashed through.
"Lightning Law!"
"The law of lightning is a middle-class rule, only a little bit is the principle of superiority!"
In the early days of the early Bhutanese monks, the eyes of the monks suddenly showed a shocking color. The law of superiority is the legendary law. In their knowledge, the medium law is extremely powerful, and the inferior law is also divided into three or six, etc. The monks, the power of the condensed laws are inferior, can condense the power of the medium law, it is a generation of Tianjiao, and the lightning law revealed by Mo Qing is even more powerful!
To the sun, to restrain all the laws of Yin!
boom!
The thick purple lightning like a hill, bombarded in the void, the heavens and the earth suddenly produced a violent vibration, the nearby monks could not withstand this powerful atmosphere, turned and fled, and escaped dozens of miles, this is the heart A little calm, quietly watching the lightning law bombarded the Temple of War.
In the Temple of War, at this moment, it is also a mountain shake. When the first thunderbolt came down, the ancient ban was banned, and the ancient war gods were already motivated.
A phantom knife with a length of hundreds of feet directly broke through the air and cut off the second law of thunder and lightning, and once again went to Mo Qing.
When the Qing Emperor saw the situation, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest. When he was at the beginning, he was seriously injured by this ban, and he almost fell into a big fall!
"broken!"
Like the whip, the thunder and lightning are controlled in Mo Qing’s hands, directly smashing into the shadow of the ancient war gods, and the two fight, Mo Qing wins.
The ancient war gods were smashed, and the whistle of the lightning law was bombarded on the Temple of God of War. The Eastern Holocaust and others seemed to hear the sound of broken glass.
"Oh, this ban is just the same as the attack of the mid-term monks in the battlefield."
Mo Qing’s eyes flashed a trace of disdain. Next, he would smash the Temple of War and grab the guy who had just been arrogant, and tortured him out of his heart.
"Not good..."
Duan handsome face whispered to himself, just the man who uttered madness, it is him.