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Chapter 1532 Death Temple

Territory battlefield.

The boundary passage guarded by Qinglong Fortress.

The terrifying realm channel has long been closed by Xiao Yi with his formation. Generally, even a master of the Holy King Realm is difficult to break it.

But this time... terrifying energy fluctuations broke out in the boundary channel.

Space energy escapes.

It seemed as if there was an extremely terrifying existence, bombarding the seal.

The seal has begun to loosen.

It may collapse at any time.

A master of Xuan Domain is guarding here. They are determined to block the boundary channel with all their might.

It is only necessary to re-close the boundary channel.

But...                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              �

This is the most empty time.

Where can I stop the other party from bombing?

Boom! After a terrifying loud bang.

The seal that blocked the boundary channel exploded and cracked open. Only loud noises of Titicaca echoed, but the void was burst open.

A series of huge space cracks were spread all around.

Spreading in all directions.

It is vast and billions of miles.

The huge Qinglong Fortress was shattered by a sudden giant, hitting the powerful people in the Qinglong Fortress, which seriously injured them.

Retreat one by one.

But it wasn't about running away.

Instead, he was alert to the sudden appearance of the giant in the distance.

This is an ancient hall.

It only appeared at the tip of the iceberg, but it already covered tens of thousands of square kilometers of space. If the entire behemoth appeared in front of everyone.

I'm afraid it can reach hundreds of thousands of square kilometers.

Boom!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              

This giant finally appeared completely in front of everyone, and was located in the vast void of the battlefield in the boundless realm, but it also seemed particularly terrifying.

The overall color is pitch black, with a simple shape and an angular cover.

Like a black ancient temple.

There is only one entrance in the entire hall.

This entrance is like a whirlpool. On both sides of the whirlpool, there are two statues of gods that are thousands of feet tall.

These two statues are the images of a sage god and a horse-headed human body.

The two statues of gods stood quietly, although they were just statues, but they gave people the feeling of facing two terrifying ancient gods.

"This, is this the Temple of Death?"

"The Temple of Death... Also known as the Hall of Hell, it is said that it is the main hall in the Nine Halls of Eternal Life that was specifically responsible for war and punishment..." "Hurry and contact the Qingtian Continent, the Temple of Death will reappear on earth..." "I can't contact you!"

The faces of the masters of Xuan Realm changed.

This is one of the Nine Palaces of Eternal Life.

Especially the Temple of Death, which is famous for its great reputation and is known as the Hall of Yama! I don’t know how many strong people died under the masters of the Temple of Death.

"I, why don't we run away?"

"escape?

How to escape?”

"At that time, our eight ancient tribes fled to the Xuan Realm and survived. Do you still have to escape now?

Where can we escape?

Fight with them!"

"But we are the only one..."                                                                                                                           

"The guards of Xuanwu Fortress come to help!"

"Don't worry, brothers from Xuanyuan, our Zhuque Fortress is here..."                                                                                                                    �

There were waves of shouts echoing throughout the void in the entire realm battlefield.

I saw a dense crowd of strong men gathered from all directions.

It was precisely the sense that the Qinglong Fortress was destroyed.

He came specially from the three fortresses of White Tiger, Vermilion Bird and Xuanwu.

These are veterans who have been guarding the battlefield of the realm for many years, or those who were forced by the Lord of Tongtian Pavilion to leave the Qingtian Continent and follow Fang Qingzhu and others to retreat to the battlefield of the realm.

now.

Facing the sudden Temple of Death, they took action without any hesitation.

The masters of Xuanyuan looked at the strong men gathered in a daze. They only felt the blood in their bodies boiling: "He, they knew that the Temple of Death was coming, and they still had to fight?"

“Is this the descendant of the people who stayed in the Qingtian Continent back then?

Compared with them, our ancient eight tribes in the Xuan Realm can only be deserters!”

"Our ancestors became deserters, and we must not escape!"

"To protect the Qingtian Realm!"

"To protect our home..."                                                                                                                            �

At this moment, the strong men of the four fortresses condensed into a rope.

Their spirit is completely united! Defend the country! Defend the territory and the border! The masters of the four fortresses surrounded the Temple of Death.

Even though this temple of Death is the legendary Hall of Yama, and countless masters fell in it, they still did not look fearful and did not take a step back.

For them... This is the last front for them to defend their homeland! "Hahaha, I didn't expect that we could find it back in the past so many years!"

"The miscellaneous people in the Qingtian Realm are waiting to meet the fear of death!"

Suddenly there was a burst of noise and noisy in the Temple of Death.

The dusty door suddenly opened with a loud bang.

I saw figures flying out of the Temple of Death, each wrapped in a black cloak, holding a blood-colored sickle.

This is the powerful Death Warrior in the Temple of Death.

According to legend.

The Temple of Death will collect every dead powerful soul, and then turn it into a Death Warrior through mysterious means.

A warrior who is brave and fearless of death, obeys his orders, and never betrays the god of death.

More importantly...                                                                                                                             �

It can be said that... If you want to use the human sea tactics to deal with the Temple of Death, you have almost no chance of winning.

Bang!                                                                                                                              

I saw the statue of the bull-headed and horse-faced god guarding the gate of the Temple of Death, which actually opened its eyes at the same time, with its scarlet eyes with cold murderous intent, and its cold eyes swept across everyone.

The combat power of the two statues of their gods has reached the realm of the Saint.

The two joined forces.

Even a strong man of a king level may not be able to compete with the two statues of gods.

And the strongest among these four fortresses has just stepped into the Saint Lord realm.

How can you resist them?

"The four of us join forces should be able to block those two statues!"

Xue Bufan, who had already entered the realm of the Saint, had a serious expression and said in a deep voice.

He was left behind in Xuanwu Fortress.

Nan Tianwen, who is also in the Saint Realm, nodded with a firm look: "Xiao Yi is doing his best to protect our home and rebuild the Qingtian Continent for us. We must not let this place affect them!"

"Fight!"

"It's too big to die..."                                                                                                                           

They have no sadness.

No escape.

There is no fear of fighting...                                                                                                                            

They gathered together into a raging war and an unyielding war soul.

Headed by Nan Tianwen, a group of masters waved the battle sword in their hands and rushed towards the densely packed evil spirits in front of them: "Cultivate me the battle sword and fight toward Jiutian.
Chapter completed!
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