Chapter 1685: Temple

At almost the same time, the vast chaos of the sky, a faint star suddenly burst into a dazzling light.
This light covers countless planes including Siam and the mainland of Jurassic.
At this moment, all the middle and low-order planes of the continent are unified, and the mountains and rivers are discolored.
On the Siamese mainland, people who don’t know what happened are stunned to the ground and feel the pressure of God as they shiver.
There are also high-ranking monks who raise their heads in astounding eyes, and their eyes are full of incredible gods.
On the top of the highest Ziwei of the Siamese mainland, the light of the temple was extinguished for a long time, and thick clouds shrouded it, as if everything was in a deep sleep.
Suddenly, the light from the chaotic void penetrated through the layers of clouds and landed on the temple.
During the time, the entire Ziwei Mountain shines like a white night sky that reflects the dim night sky.
Somewhere in the temple, a big red bird was originally wrapped in wings, and the big eyes were closed, as if it were sleeping.
When the light suddenly came, the red bird slammed openly.
In the ruby-like eyes, there is a pleasant glow.
She became a enchanting woman and flew toward the altar at the center of the temple.
The red wings opened behind her, and the fiery feathers fell gently between the caves, as if they were raging.
In the altar, the original dark ground was shrouded in white light.
On the two sides of the door, there are seven stone statues.
These seven stone statues are the legendary beasts - Qinglong, Baihu, Xuanwu, Chaos, Yi, Qiqi, Yi.
When the white light came, the seven stone statues squeaked in a squeaking sound, and the surface of the stone statue also showed obvious cracks.
The powerful beastly atmosphere permeates the air. If ordinary people are here, I am afraid that they will scare their arrogance and run away.
The woman who can be red bird is full of joy, looking forward to anxiously watching the cracked seven stone statues.
As the stone statue completely collapsed, the seven beasts also showed their original appearance.
The dragons, the tigers, and the beasts contend, and they are screaming under this altar.
But soon, these beasts are like women, morphing their own human form, the light converges, and the ferocious beastly atmosphere slowly recedes.
The woman stepped forward and rejoiced: "Qinglong, Baihu, Xuanwu, Chaos, Hey, Poor, Hey, you finally woke up!"
"Suzaku, I haven't seen you for a long time!" The White Tiger took the first step forward and hugged the woman, laughing and greeting like an old friend.
Suzaku's eyes were slightly red, and the delicate face was shining, and the voice was slightly hoarse. "I have been here alone for twenty years, and finally... finally wait until you wake up."
"What about the master?" Qinglong asked. "Is the master woke up?"
Suzaku is about to answer, suddenly, another glare falls, and the crystal coffin in the center of the altar does not reflect the dazzling light.
Then, the tens of thousands of empty-medium monks collectively attacked it, and it was impossible to make a crack on the crystal cover of the crack.
The dazzling light shrouded the crystals around the body, so no one found them. The open-eyed man looked at the void, and a tear slowly slipped from his eyes and dissipated into the air.
However, when the white light flashed, the man stood up from the crystal shackles and slowly walked down the altar. His face was no longer painful and confused, only the lofty arrogance and indifference.