Supreme Uprising

Lord Heavenly Moon looked at a serious inquiry, Lord Heavenly Temple of Wisdom, and insinuated in his heart why I didn't want to end this, but the question was, can this really end?

Looking at the two great meditation disciples of excitement, Lord Tianyue indulged in a moment and probed: “Otherwise, shall we resurrect the dead Summer without frontiers? ”

The resurrection of a human being does not seem to be a great thing for the existence of the realm of Yuan Dimension, but in fact, it is not easy.

If you are a warrior below the Star River, it is not a great price to pay to be resurrected. But once it reaches the cosmic realm, it pays a price that even the metaphors are reluctant to bear.

Moreover, once the heavenly dignity is brought back to life, it is likely that it has not yet been brought back to life, then the resurrector will face the backlash of a universe.

Ultimately, even if that day could be resurrected, there would be at least one damage between the universe and the resurrected.

If the resurrectors were to be able to suppress the entire universe, the universe could even collapse in the battle for space reversal.

Xiahou Wujiang is not a heavenly honor, but he is the highest being in the universe. If he is resurrected, he must at least collapse the nearby mountains of God.

Besides, there are now too many dead people between the two houses, and reviving a universe without frontiers is of little use.

“What about the disciples of the ancient meditation?” The voice of the Lord of the Temple of Wisdom bears a hint of coldness: “Not to mention, once the Pharaoh Gate is used here to reverse the heavens and the earth, do you know what the consequences are? ”

“That's Mount Ancient God, it's all going to collapse!” In the voice of the Lord of the Temple of Wisdom there is such a rush.

Listen to Lord Tian Hui with a slight growl, Lord Tian Yue coldly said: “What should you do about this? ”

“One side must bow its head, or else it will be a battle that will sweep the entire Xuanming clan. ”

The Lord of the Temple of Wisdom would never want such a battle to happen, otherwise he would not have personally gone to the Lord of the Temple of Tianwu.

But now he feels he can't help it.

Although both sides are restraining at this time, such restraint is fragile and may collapse directly at some point.

Luo Yunyang stood quietly below, he was not in a hurry, at this time he had finished the layout, and still silently finished the layout.

Even the two palace owners couldn't find a clue that he was haunting at this time, because everything that happened was so natural.

It can even be said that everything happens in a logical way.

Even by inference, everything should have happened, and by inference, even if it hadn't happened, it would have been truly abnormal.

He stood quietly aside and looked murderous. Although he did not have to look up, he could also feel the kind of hatred that came from all sides.

Those who hate Luo Yunyang are naturally disciples of the Upper Palace.

Luo Yunyang just looked indifferently at the eyes of these hatred and looked like he had never cared.

Although his provocative role would be even greater at this time, Luo Yunyang would never leak himself out for a tiny bit of profit.

His identity, already a deputy lord of the Temple of Heavenly Takeshi, can be said to be a high-powered presence in the Xuanju clan.

This identity, Luo Yunyang, has not given up.

“Naran night, this time, take a step back, you leave with the disciple of the Temple of Heavenly Martial Arts, even if this has never happened?” The voice of Lord Heavenly Moon passed into Luo Yunyang's ear at this time.

“You are not an ordinary disciple. You are the deputy lord of the Temple of Heavenly Martial Arts. Remember, everything is for the greater good. ”

Listening to the voice of Lord Tianjing, Luo Yunyang said faintly: “The big picture? I have long sacrificed so much for the greater good. ”

“This time, we came to the Palace of Ancient Mediterranean to search for the traitors of the people, and in order not to stimulate the Palace of Ancient Mediterranean, we sent a disciple. ”

“But how did the Upper Palace treat us? Speaking of which is chilling, a disciple sent for interrogation was killed in the Upper Palace. If the Upper Palace does not give us a description, then we do not mind giving a description to the Upper Palace. ”

Luo Yunyang said here, with a high voice: “This time, I will not retreat from the Temple of Heaven. ”

Though using propaganda, many disciples of Tianwu Underworld Temple seemed to see something from the divine color of Luo Yunyang.

Immediately, the powerful said: "Kill, kill, kill, kill all the rubbish of the ancient meditation palace, and avenge Brother Yuwen Wujiang. ”

“The ancient meditation hall has deceived me too much. This time, it must not stop! ”

“Kill, kill, kill! ”

The disciples of the ancient meditation palace, equally insane, felt that their sect had been humiliated by unprecedented shame.

In this case, they must not retreat, let alone compromise, so all they have to do is kill all those who intervene against the Temple of Heavenly Martial Arts in their own kingdom.

Lord Tian Hui and Lord Tian Yue, both have an impulse to pick and walk away, and in this situation, they really do not want to help.

An atmosphere can be suppressed, but after the limits of suppression, it is madness, not to mention the natural belligerency of the Xuanhui clan. This is a temporary calm, although it has calmed down under the great pressure of the two lords.

This calm, however, is an unmatched repression.

“Fuck you!” A blast of drink suddenly sounded in the crowd, accompanied by a sudden attack by a disciple from the Upper Palace of Mediterranean.

His target was a disciple of a temple not far from Tianwu.

The disciple of Wuzhou Temple was well guarded that day, so he was not injured, but with this renewed attack, a major mixed war will begin.

Lord Tian Hui and Lord Tian Yue frowned. They wanted to stop it at this time, but they had an idea that they didn't really want to stop.

At this moment, a great war is about to start again.

There are not a small number of people watching this mixed battle of more than a dozen disciples who have died. In that high and high temple, the Lord of the Upper Palace is looking cold at everything in front of him.

And by his side, the four invisible figures, similarly silently watched everything below. But in the eyes of these four shadows, a hint of harshness flashed at this time.

“Lord, we should no longer endure the ancient meditation palace, let Tianwu meditation palace ride on the neck, I have already apologized to the ancient ancestors, if we ignore the ancient meditation palace now, let it be, then we will truly be ashamed to throw ourselves at home. ”

Speaking was a figure standing on the right, and he coldly said, "The big picture? Why are we looking at the big picture? ”

“Retrieving what belongs to us is our biggest game. ”

The voice of the shadow bears a clear dissatisfaction, and the object of dissatisfaction points directly to the Lord of the Upper Palace.

The Lord of the Upper Palace did not want to wage war, and he knew in his heart that once a war was waged with the Temple of Heaven, the power of the entire Xuanwu clan would be devastated.

That's why he will investigate the human race rape and finally give it to the Temple of Heavenly Martial Arts.

But what happened today made his heart burn like no other. If it was in the past, how could this happen when they went to the gates of the ancient meditation hall?

Although they have an inescapable responsibility for this matter, if he, as Lord of the Temple, retreats on this matter, then the ancients of the Temple of the Upper Palace will never agree.

Once these elders are united, the position of his lord may shake.

“My lord, now that you have the power of the ancient meditation palace, the big guy takes you as his master, which is why I admire you so much. If too much resentment accumulates, I fear that the ancient meditation palace will collapse. After all, if people are dissipated, then the ancient meditation is not the ancient meditation. ”

At this time, the shadow on the left side of the Lord of the Upper Palace said, his voice is peaceful, but in this peace, the power of Qian Jun is hidden.

Especially his last sentence, even more so, directly hit the main point of the Lord of the Palace of the Old Palace. Although he dominates the Palace of the Old Palace, when everyone opposes him, the Lord of the Palace of the Old Palace of the Old Palace is only a joke.

There can be no retreat, there can only be war.

“Well, in that case, declare war on the Temple of Heavenly Martial Arts!” The Lord of the Upper Palace sank for a moment and said in silence.

His sentence implies a hint of helplessness, but more is liberation. The Upper Palace must not be in his hands, bowing his head to the other.

And just as the Lord of the Upper Palace made his decision, the Lord of the Temple of Tianwu also faced the same choice. In a generous and exciting voice, the Lord of the Temple of Tianwu made the same decision.

“The ancient meditation hall declared war on the Heavenly Martial Palace! ”

“The Temple of Heavenly Martial Arts declares war on the Upper Palace of Ancient Mediterranean! ”

Almost simultaneously, the two pieces of news deterred the entire infinite earth and instantly spread through the ears of countless Xuanxuan warriors.

Countless people were shocked by the news of the war between the two Great Underworld Palaces.

The six great meditation palaces were high and dominated the life and death of the entire Xuan Dynasty clan, but now the two most powerful meditation palaces have declared war.

This declaration of war made many of the strong members of the Xuanxun tribe feel incredible, but after meditation, they felt that everything was right.

After all, the resentment of the two great medieval palaces is not two days a day.

The other four houses, while not expressing their attitude, were also rarely silent.

A great war sweeping the Xuanming clan is about to start.

And just as the two great underworld temples were about to start a war, in a seemingly endless land of silence, a cold voice sounded in that endless earth.

“Waste, it's really waste, and at a time like this, you have to start your own war, damn it.” The voice of God echoes in the sky.

“Hmm, if I didn't need you, I'd give a shit about you guys.” With that sound, an arm appeared in the void, an arm like a white jade.

The arm waved gently, a dark purple ray of light, headed straight for the void.

“Jiuzi Xuanzhi, I will help you this time, don't let me down!” The sound of leisure, the moment the purple light flew away, sounded in that silent place.