"The magic array will be opened layer by layer, and you will go in layer by layer."

Ouyang Yifeng sent the sound out.

"impossible!"

A cold and arrogant response suddenly came from outside.

"This is the Temple of Light, and you must follow the rules."

Ouyang Yifeng warned seriously.

“It is because it is the Temple of Light that we must be careful.

Don’t forget that the two sides are enemies. What if you have bad intentions and trick us into it before you control it?”

The sound from outside was even more serious.

"We are the Temple of Light..." "Shut up.

You are just a name that is bright, and you can't really call it the word bright! Our original intention was to arrange two saint emperors to come, but Ouyang Yunyu was unwilling to die. In order to show sincerity in the negotiation, we took the risk to decide that the two saint kings would come over, but Jiang Yi said that the two saint kings could only go in and the other would have to guard the stone gate in case of an accident."

"Hmph, guard the stone gate?

If we really want to harm you, even if you blow up the stone gate, you will not be able to get out of the Temple of Light!"

"We are not like you, our family is big and our business is great. It is not easy for us to cultivate the Holy King! We cannot be broken here!!"

Yu Zhengyuan has a firm attitude.

"If you have this attitude..." "We have this attitude, I will say it again. We are here to give you a chance. Don't be shameless!!"

The atmosphere was a little anxious.

"Put in!"

Pei Wanding, the top of the Holy King, signaled to Ouyang Yifeng.

He did not experience the Battle of Tianzhu Mountain, but was the commander in charge of the Apocalypse.

This time he chose to train the new Saint Emperor, he had more hope in terms of talent and personality. As a result, he chose Pei Xiao according to his seniority, which made him feel angry.

But afterwards, the first Saint Emperor Pei Xiuye ​​officially handed him over the quasi-artifact of the Temple of Light, the Judgment Sword that guarded the Apocalypse, to him, which was a comfort.

“We can handle it.”

Ouyang Xuelu also nodded to Ouyang Yifeng.

He really couldn't stand it anymore. Although it was good to be cautious, he wouldn't be so cautious.

What's more, they just left a Holy King to guard the gate, and they could deal with it as soon as they wanted to.

"You must keep a close eye."

After Ouyang Yifeng reminded him, he said to the outside world: "Our biggest concession is that the north gate is half open.

If you can accept it, come in one after another, if you can’t, then you don’t have the sincerity to talk, please go back!”

Ouyang Yunwu also reminded outside the door: "You have your concerns, and the temple also has its considerations. We have already made concessions, so don't be too tempted."

"The city gate is half open, I'll be in the first place!"

Yu Zhengyuan took a deep breath, his majestic body squirmed violently, and Jin Min burst into a strong light on the surface, and in a blink of an eye, his body size soared to a hundred meters. Then, Jin Min pulled the flesh and blood to spread behind his neck, intertwined into a brand new head, and two thick arms evolved from the shoulders.

The surging fighting spirit was accompanied by the majestic chaotic purple aura, blooming with a bang.

"What are you going to do!"

Ouyang Yunwu exclaimed.

"Protect yourself!! Open the door!!"

Yu Zhengyuan used his chaotic heavy hammer to grab Ouyang Yunwu's neck with the other, and dragged it to walk in.

The head behind him winked at the prehistoric dragon, and his hands quickly strode, pulling the surging chaotic waves intertwined in his hands, like a chaotic god fiddling the world, and evolving into the prototype of the world.

"Open the door!"

Pei Wanding's spiritual patterns were blazing, like the scorching sun rising eastward, with a shiny light shining. The sacred patterns of light appeared on the bones of the body. The strong light squirted through the skin and flesh, and the aura of the whole person rose sharply.

He is the top of the Holy King, and he is also the commander of the Light of the Apocalypse. He has unparalleled combat power and is extremely powerful.

He used blood as a guide to sacrifice the quasi-divine artifact to judge the emperor's sword.

The emperor's sword roared, and the sound trembled in the sky, and a terrifying sword power and a dazzling sword tide burst out.

But the sword tide is not a sharp sword energy, but is formed by countless chains. The chains hit the sky, connecting the truth and nothingness, as if blending with the laws of heaven and earth.

Judgment Emperor Sword, one of the two quasi-artifacts of the Great Light Temple! It guards the battlefield of the Apocalypse for many years, kills countless demons, and has also sips of divine blood! Pei Wanding holds the sword in both hands, the spiritual patterns are as bright as the sun, and his eyes are as thunderous as thunder.

His long hair was flying, his face was cold, and he locked in the open stone door.

His aura reached the extreme, and he seemed sacred and powerful in the chain sword tide filled with the Judgment Emperor Sword.

The new Saint King Ouyang Xuelu coiled his hands around a jade plate, bursting with surging light.

After his spiritual pattern transformed into the Holy King's Heavenly Level, his energy sublimated to the Taiqing Holy Light. Although it cannot affect time like the Shangqing Holy Light, it can illuminate chaos and distort martial arts.

The jade plate in his hand is also the treasure of the Ouyang family. The Shangqing Tianhuang wheel contains the Shangqing light source, and this light source can be used to real cholera time! With the two holy kings taking action, Pei Qingfeng and the elder disciples near the Shimen were relieved and felt a little proud.

This is the highest spiritual pattern in their temple. The Great Light Spirit Pattern belongs to the divine light of creation. The strongest Shangqing Holy Pattern is also the aurora of the world. It is their reliance on the central region and the supreme Apocalypse! "Open the door!"

The Holy Emperor Ouyang Yifeng waved his hand and said that the surface of the towering stone gate, which was hundreds of feet high, flowed smoothly, and the patterns that blended with the magic circle were twisted like a resurrected spiritual snake. The left side only moved slightly, and the right side gradually opened.

The opening of the stone door penetrates a total of ten layers of seals, forming a channel with mottled light and shadow.

Yu Zhengyuan strided with his head high, holding the chaotic hammer, and pinching Ouyang Yunwu. Behind him, he condensed into a small chaotic world, passed through the passage of more than 500 meters, and entered the Temple of Light.

As soon as he came in, the peerless and brilliant Judgment Emperor Sword pierced into his eyes, and the chain sword marks were everywhere in the sky, which brought overwhelming terrifying pressure, as if he could instantly declare his life and death.

In a trance, I even heard some kind of soul whispering and the sound marks of the road flowing.

"The Emperor's Sword!"

Yu Zhengyuan recognized this quasi-divine weapon that was powerful in the Apocalypse and Cang Xuan at a glance, and his heart shrank violently.

"Yu Zhengyuan, haha, Jiang Yi treats you very well, and actually pushes you to the realm of the Holy King!"

Pei Wanding sneered, his eyes were particularly cold.

Geographically, Chaos Purple Mansion is between the central region and the west, and has always had contacts with their Temple of Light. He has also paid attention to this contemporary patriarch, but he did not expect that one day, Chaos Purple Mansion would stand opposite them and dare to lift a heavy hammer to them.

"I am the Holy King in the Battle of Tianzhu Mountain.

It's a pity that you are not here, otherwise... you may not be able to come back!"

Yu Zhengyuan confronted him strongly, and his 100-meter battle body exuded a terrifying power, like an ancient ancestor, who could tear the world apart and shake the universe.

Pei Wanding looked cold: "You should be glad that I am not here, otherwise you would have slaughtered you, a group of ignorant things!"

Ouyang Yifeng also asked indifferently: "Yu Taiping, how are you okay?"

Yu Zhengyuan's eyes were slightly condensed, his cheeks twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Diet under your God's Sword."

When Ouyang Yifeng heard the news, he showed a faint smile on his face: "What a pity, he finally got into the Holy Emperor, but he died before he had experienced it for a few days! This is God's will. You Chaos War Clan shouldn't have a Holy Emperor again! Following Jiang Yi to fight Cang Xuan is even more dead!"

Pei Wanding and Ouyang Xuelu also breathed a sigh of relief. Since Yu Zhengyuan said that Yu Taiping was dead, he was really dead. These arrogant guys would not joke about the life and death of the ancestor.

From this point of view, the Holy King and the Holy Emperor of the Serathon Realm were indeed suffering heavy losses, and the Earth Demon Tree and the Hymn Phoenix that blocked the God Lord should have also died.

Yu Zhengyuan responded coldly: "Where is your God Lord?

Was he killed by the bomb?

He must have died! At that time, only half of him was killed by Jiang Yi. The Nine Heavens God Lord self-destructed, it was really unreasonable to die!"

Ouyang Yifeng and the other two suddenly looked gloomy, and Pei Qingfeng and others on both sides of the stone gate were even more glaring.

"I disappoint you, our God Lord is still alive! Not only is he still alive, but he is also recovering! The self-destruction of the Nine Heavens God Lord was indeed very sudden, but his death was meaningless! The God Lord Zhu Tian is recovering, and our God Lord is also recovering.

Haha, it’s not that he is not strong enough, but that the Nine Heavens Divine Sect, which has been for thousands of years, does not know how strong the foundation of our Supreme Emperor Dao that has been tens of thousands of years is!”

Ouyang Yifeng's voice was loud and he showed his pride.

Pei Wanding and others also raised their heads. The God Lord saved his soul with the help of the Divine Sword of Light, and was about to reshape his body with the help of the divine source. They were filled with pride and confidence.

Although it is too regrettable to use the divine source, isn’t it just such a time of life and death after tens of thousands of years of precipitation?

They were happy, but Yu Zhengyuan's heart sank. Is the Great Light God really alive?

How did he survive? Outside the magic circle, the thief saw Yu Zhengyuan provoking the topic as expected and began to approach the north gate passage.
Chapter completed!