Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

The temple hall master rubbed his painful forehead and looked forward with his eyes: "The surnamed Xia, the temple is where you are buried!"

Now, I am not afraid of Xia Qingchen being so powerful, I am afraid that Xia Qingchen will not come!

"Don't let me down!" The temple master gritted his teeth and said cruelly.

Xia Qingchen never disappoints, whether it is a friend or an enemy!

On the stairs of the temple, the immortal fairy mist suddenly flowed like water.

A gold silk boot appeared in the mist.

He stood at the foot of the Shenshan Mountain, in front of the ancient stairs, with an aura of air.

Near the ancient mountain road, there are people patrolling the temple all year round.

Sensing the anomaly, ten patrol personnel immediately appeared on the stairs, holding a weapon and pointing at Xia Qingchen: "Today the mountain is closed, no foreigners are seen, leave quickly!"

His expression is mighty, he screams sharply, full of indifference and ruthlessness.

Xia Qingchen's eyes are cold, and the temple is a place for believers to look up to the gods and pray for their wishes.

It should be peaceful, accommodating and benevolent.

When did it become an oppressive life, treat believers as slaves, and beg to exist?

King Ningshuang really does not manage his own temple!

Xia Qingchen didn't say a word, and stepped on the ladder of Shenshan with one foot!

Rumble--

Shenshan has long been influenced by the Ningshen God King's Hall, and over time, naturally has the divinity of some temples.

A former king of God came in person, can he bear it?

In an instant, the Shenshan Giant Earthquake!

The ancient ladder started from Xia Qingchen's feet, and a long crack appeared, which has spread to the top of the mountain.

The stone walls on both sides of the ancient road, the mountains and rocks fell, the vegetation withered, fish, insects, birds and beasts panicked.

"Ah! This... what's going on?" The body of ten Hushandian members shook with the earthquake and had to hug the solid things around them and stabilize their bodies.

Only Xia Qingchen was not affected, and the negative hand continued to step on.

Every step of the way, the vibration of Shenshan increased by one point, and there was one more crack in the mountain.

The guardians of the mountain guards were unable to stand, even lying on the ground, holding things in panic, as if the end came.

Xia Qingchen passed them by the hand and brushed the passage: "Tianyueling Temple was removed today, everything belongs to it, and now it is gone, it will save one death!"

If you stubbornly resist, you will be forgiven!

Ten members of the guardian of the mountain panicked in their hearts. Where did they dare to stay?

Xia Qingchen stepped up!

The violent movement made the Shenshan rumbling and crumbling.

The members of the shrine on the mountain saw the bad situation and left.

Mountain top.

The temple, the main hall of the main god.

The mountain outside was shaking, but the temple was safe and sound.

The majestic statue of King Ningshuang releases a peaceful and holy light to stabilize the temple.

Looking at the mountain outside like a landslide, many high-level eyelids jumped wildly.

A senior executive swallowed hard and blamed, "Master, what the hell are you doing?"

Can actually shake the god mountain?

The lord of the shrine was also terrified: "He, he is just an ordinary boy, nothing exists!"

"Ordinary teenagers can make God Mountain like this?" a deputy lord of the temple blamed: "I warned you not to be greedy and dragon-eating, you must listen, now is it okay?"

The nostrils of the temple hall hummed: "Speak as if you did not benefit from it!"

The Deputy Hall Master's tone was stagnant, and he said: "Anyway, the other party is coming to you, you should face it yourself, don't affect us!"

"Why! How do you talk to me, I am the temple master!"

A group of people quarreled endlessly.

Taohua Shenxiu's eyebrows flicked lightly and said indifferently: "Noisy!"

She wrote down three words lightly, and immediately caused the temple master and others to bend down without breathing.

Peach Blossom God sighed: "How many years have passed, mortals have always been like this."

Faced with a small crisis, there is no concentration.

Such a mindset is bound to miss the gods in the future.

"It should be the soul eater's sake, don't panic." Peach Blossom God said lightly.

Some mature soul-eating insects have the ability to devour the world and shake a small god mountain.

Hearing the words, the master of the palace and others were so impressed.

The gods are here, and any evil demon can't escape death.

Rumble--

Suddenly a loud crack of the mountain broke apart!

Outside the shrine, surrounded by smoke, a young man, like a dying emperor, came to the hall with his hand.

The Lord of the Temple stood under the statue of God Ningshuang, deliberately angering Xia Qingchen: "Sinister, in front of the Temple of God, don't you kneel yet?"

Xia Qingchen didn't go any further, but looked at the solemn God Frost King Statue.

The familiar look, as if I had seen it in my dream yesterday.

A dream for a thousand years, yesterday is right now!

When his gaze moved to the crown of God King above Ningshuang's head, Xia Qingchen murmured: "My crown of nine feathers, it turns out that you are suitable to wear..."

The God of Frost, wearing the crown of nine feathers, adds a bit of heroic beauty to its beauty.

"Fancy! Where is the demon, dare to boast about the crown of the nine-feather crown?" Peach Blossom God opened the crystal clear eyes.

His eyes were filled with cold and holy majesty.

Xia Qingchen heard the sound and finally stepped into the temple.

Can be stepped into.

The temple shook violently, and the image of the God of Frost Frost was dim and dim.

It seems to be suppressed by some invisible existence.

The statues of the remaining small and medium-sized gods in the temple were all exploded into powder.

The whole temple was whimpering and collapsed.

If there is no suppression of the gods of the Frost God, it has already stomped!

Xia Qingchen stepped inside, raised his eyes indifferently, and looked at the Peach Blossom God.

His eyes were clear and quiet, looking at the projection of the Peach Blossom God, he smiled faintly: "I haven't seen you for a long time, Xiaozhu."

The common name of the peach blossom god, bamboo Yiqing.

At that time, it was the little girl beside Ningshuang God King.

It was too late to be happy that Xia Qingchen broke into the main hall and others, and his face could not help being stiff.

Kotake?

Who?Peach Blossom God?

What does that sentence mean after a long absence?Do they know each other?

impossible!

How can a mortal know the gods in heaven?

However, the peach blossom god's pupils shrank, and his face was as white as paper.

The supposedly majestic and holy face was replaced by shock and fear. He pointed at Xia Qingchen and his teeth trembled: "You...you...you...no dust king!"

She couldn't believe it, she actually saw the dustless king who had died for thousands of years!

Although, he is no longer the body of yesterday.

But the gods can see what is inside the skin—soul!

Then, isn't it the king who intimidated the world and commanded the gods, the god of dustlessness?

The soft body shook, and she knelt down subconsciously: "See... See King Wuchen!"

Not that she was timid, but that the dustless king of that year was too scary.

There are no adversaries on the earth, under the stars.

At that time, the devil lord of the sky and the world died under the sword of the dustless god.

Today, thousands of years have passed, but no one has forgotten his horror, still living in the shadow he shrouded!

The shrine lord and others were dumbfounded!

(End of this chapter)

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