There was silence in the battlefield of the realm.

All the strong men stood there blankly, their faces full of astonishment and disbelief.

The soul-locking chains and soul-killing whips in the hands of Wuchang almost fell to the ground.

In the void around.

The Death Warriors fell apart, cracking like weathered rocks, shattering inch by inch, and finally turning into dust flying all over the sky.

Death Warrior.

It was the Death Temple who killed the powerful people, harvested their souls and souls, and sacrificed them into unconscious and unconscious like puppets, and even more, the Death Warrior without body.

Logically speaking... As long as the Temple of Death is not destroyed, they will not die.

But now.

These millions of shattered death warriors never returned from the temple of death.

They are truly falling! You must know.

Even a powerful man as powerful as a king level is difficult to completely destroy the Death Warrior. Now, he kills millions of Death Warriors with just a roar.

What a powerful existence the person coming?

The powerful men from the Temple of Death looked at the black figure who was coming through the sky in disbelief.

They did not know the identity of the person in front of them.

But Nan Tianwen, Xue Bufan and others recognized him! “Xiao, Brother Xiao?”

"President Xiao?"

"Dean?"

The three of them blurted out almost at the same time.

From the initial shock.

Instantly it turned into excitement and ecstasy.

"Hahaha, Alliance Leader Xiao is here, we are saved..." Man Chong laughed loudly, his voice rolling like thunder, shaking everywhere, making his scalp numb.

He smiled happily.

He laughed unscrupulously.

It was really too depressing before! Now Xiao Yi's appearance has greatly deepened their confidence and made them no longer afraid when facing the powerful men of the Temple of Death.

If they were in front of the Temple of Death, they were the cannon fodder characters waiting to die.

Then now they are role swaps.

There is Xiao Yi here! They are confident that this battle is already sure to win.

This tall young man has never disappointed them.

"Brothers, Alliance Leader Xiao is back!"

"We are saved..." "Hahaha, the miscellaneous people of the Temple of Death, our leader is back, you are dead!"

The remaining strong men in the Qingtian Realm were roaring and shouting desperately.

Their temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes.

One second ago.

They were already shrouded in despair and death, and they were determined to die.

Now he is passionate and passionate.

Just because of Xiao Yi's appearance! While this shocked the masters of the Death Temple, they became increasingly afraid of Xiao Yi. After all, they killed millions of Death Warriors with just a roar.

Such methods are enough to make them feel scared.

Gulu! Several Wuchang looked at each other and found that his companions were quietly retreating: "I, let's notify the judge soon!"

The powerful person of impermanence is just the realm of the Saint.

Judge.

That is a king-level existence.

"Notify the judge right away!"

The group of impermanent completed the unification opinion and secretly sent a message to the judge in the Temple of Death.

In the Temple of Death.

Inside ten huge ancient halls.

One strong man after another opened his eyes.

There are two judges in each of the Ten Halls of Yama, one yin and one yang, which are called Yin and Yang.

Each one is a master of the king level, with a black face as charcoal and a white young man.

Holding a sword-like pen tip.

Another person holds a thick black classic in his hand.

These two are king-level holy soldiers, called the Judge's pen and the Life and Death Book.

This judge's pen determines life and death, and the book of life and death can constrain people's souls and souls.

Twenty judges of Yin and Yang awaken at the same time.

Their faces were full of deep doubt and shock: "You are all awakened?

It’s strange, it’s just a little Qingtian Realm. There is no way that there are any strong people. Even Wuchang and the others can’t handle it?"

"Forget it, let's go out and have a look!"

"Don't disturb the Lords of the Palace..."                                                         

This is the foundation of the Temple of Death.

Even after experiencing the ancient battle, the Palace of Eternal Life was beaten out of the Qingtian Realm and escaped into the chaotic void and wandered around for thousands of years, but they still did not die.

Rest in the Temple of Death and now recover.

It is conceivable how terrifying it was at the peak of the Temple of Death! Boom boom boom! Twenty Yin-Yang Judges flew out of the Temple of Death and appeared on the battlefield of the realm, Xiao Yi also came to everyone.

Looking at Nan Tianwen, the blood stained on Xue Bufan, Man Chong and others, and the aura of death in the void, Xiao Yi's face was extremely hard to see.

He has now broken through to the 20th level of the Extreme Saint King.

The combat power is so strong.

Even the half-step Holy Emperor is inferior to him.

He has already sensed the powerful people of the four fortresses, but now he has no one left and has suffered heavy losses.

Xue Bufan said: "Dean, you have to avenge your brothers!"

Nan Tianwen gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Xiao, if you hadn't arrived in time, I would have told you here."

Man Chong was angry: "Leader, you have to make the decision for us..." "Don't worry, I'll leave it here to me!"

Xiao Yi nodded and looked forward with a cold look. The dozens of powerful people in the Impermanence made his eyes even colder, "Little Impermanence dares to cause trouble in my Qingtian Realm?"

"What do you want to do?"

"We are the strong men of the Temple of Death. Now the Temple of Death has returned to the Blue Heaven Realm.

It is necessary to trample the Qingtian Realm under my feet and be ruled by my Changsheng Palace again. If you know the truth, you knelt down and kowtow, and obediently swear to be loyal to my Changsheng Palace. Maybe..." The few words of Wuchang were not finished.

Xiao Yi had already snorted coldly, and as he raised his hand, black light flowed on his fist.

Turned into a black vortex.

A buzzing sound.

The black vortex kept shooting out towards the front, and in the blink of an eye, it had already bound a group of impermanence into the black vortex.

Xiao Yi slowly spread his palms, his face blank, and he was about to kill him.

Twenty huge auras appeared from the Temple of Death.

They are exactly twenty judges of Yin and Yang.

"stop!"

The Yin-Yang Judge looked at Xiao Yi trying to kill these Wuchangs, and immediately became furious and let out a low roar.

You know...                                                              

Not only did they beat them to the Ten Palaces of Yama, but they also killed hundreds of impermanence in the Saint Realm. Only dozens of them were left.

If someone kills you again, there will be no impermanence in the Temple of Death.

In the future, they will have to take action by themselves if they have anything to do.

Xiao Yi raised his cold eyes and glanced at them.

One of the black-faced judges holding the judge's pen widened his eyes, his eyes sucked coldly, and he angrily said, "Bold, how dare you kill me, Wuchang in the Death Temple. Don't you want to live?"                                                                                                                                                                                                                               �

With a muffled sound, all the dozens of impermanence were killed.
Chapter completed!