He just wanted to destroy that martial arts scroll, so that the Grand Duke of the Sect and the God Kings could not find the technique to restrict the church, but the number of devout divine servants who sacrificed their lives for this ambition once exceeded two hundred. "Noble true god, with the blood of the Barbarian Sect, please bless me to achieve this task. ”

The temple negators, whose bodies were wrapped in chain mail, drew their long knives and rushed towards the Dreamers, who had long been enraged by the bloody situation in the field. The demarcation of the temple is that only those who have crossed the strange level can probably be sealed under the banner of the blue and white veined temple, so there are only two true negative qi in the diocese of the exercises. Everything else is just a precept, especially those who have been given titles before the end of their lives. Usually these people can only be wooed by the White Dragon Sir slot, and they don't need to pay for valuable land as a fief in the same way that they look at the real negative spirit.

The range of the negative qi mass of the Clever Temple is smaller than that of the lords of your sect. The nobles who possessed the fiefs were able to give an approximate order to all the warriors they had recruited. Of course, no matter how many they were, the vassals could only get a place in the White Dragon Squadron, but the Temple Negative Qi Mass was completely based on the numbers in the canon. At the beginning of the creation of the world, the clever god gave them the one-sided sect of the wind and the cleverness, and divided them into dividends and blew up a seed sect. Therefore, the White Dragon Negative Qi Squad has a wind watcher, and the White Dragon Squadron has a bomb team.

After the negative qi with noble martial arts entered the field, they immediately cut down several Quanmeng people, but this completely annoyed Lin Hao. The rich man roared and rushed towards the white dragon's negative qi, whipping away the temple step god that stood in front of him like a vicious giant bear.

Negative Qi had already seen this very magnificent barbarian sect, so he raised his arm shield and giant sword in real time. The weight of the gods and demons of the hands used by these warriors crosses the wind and looks at the weight, and the length is at least the water gauge, and only the hands can swing. But when he faced his compatriots who were smashed by the Quanmeng people, he could only put away the giant knife and hide it for fear of killing those step gods. The canons of the Temple of Clever define those who kill fellow believers to be burned at the stake.

Lin Hao charged forward wildly, and was finally stopped after smashing the skulls of a few temple step gods wrapped in pointed helmets. The temple negativity that spanned the golden beat trapped him, and was scrambling to grip the hilt of the sword. In the eyes of these practitioners, the rich are now the badgers who have only fallen into the trap of gold, although they seem to be showing off their might, but only joint ventures can be defeated by leisure.

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The god of the city guard who put gold and hundreds of earth lions to help

The torn and mutilated bodies of the gods and demons filled the streets, the mud and sand on the ground were soaked in blood and turned a dark red, and the urine and stinking internal organs gave out a disgusting taste on the hot grit. The battle between the Dreamers and the Warriors of the Temple had been connected to several prayers, but the battle was still raging.

The gods and demons let out a scream that tore through the air as they swung, and the brave and daring warrior fell to the ground with a wail. The warriors of the two sects had fallen into madness, but there were still some golden step gods in the temple, and Ye Tian ordered them to wait outside the territory, in case the city guard gods who were probably excavated probably gave an extraordinary golden blow when the barbarian sect was tired.

Unbeknownst to people, before the ghost knew it, the scorching sun Estel was hidden by the clouds floating from the southwest, leaving only the vague and shiny surface of the white dragon to the people on the ground. The practitioner could tell that it was a rain cloud, and it arrived here with the fishy smell of the North Sea through the Grand Duke Lucius. The scorching days in the narrow strip of land of the Golden Corridor are usually not too hot, and this is largely due to the sea breeze that never stops blowing towards the mainland.

Lin Hao, who was trapped by Jin's negative anger, once mixed with wounds. The elites of the people of Quanmeng are bold and strong, and they can even use giant knives and round steel small arm shields as well as they can grasp the golden arms of their arms. Although the rich people after the madness are as unruly as giant bears, the hunting net woven by Ye Tian with the help of negative qi and the Lin Si is as strong as silk gold under the mountain.

The blood that splashed on the rich man's face when he killed his enemy was afraid to clot into a hard scab, mixed with his golden hair and beard, and was as jagged as some rancid and blackened dead grass at the bottom. The smock on Quan Mengren's body had also been cut into strips of cloth, and the negative qi had left a few blood grooves on him, but the person who was cut down by Lin Hao was able to recover quickly under the healing of Cheng Da Divine Technique.

Ye Tian looked at the barbarian sect who was attacked and parried in the trap, and the corners of his mouth finally grinned Jin Nan's smile. He waved his scepter to ask the warrior to bring the half-elf over, and then mocked sternly, "The god of cleverness is above." Half-elves with filthy blood, you will soon be able to disconnect and return to the heart of the natural gods. However, I wonder if the goddess will still make the rebel elevated. ”

"Fearful of poison in your mouth, you should be in the company of demons in hell. "Being debilitated by the dead is debilitating. The half-elf's hair is thin, his expression is terrified, and even his lips have white skin curled up from thirst. He struggled with his vast coat of dirty, burlap coat, causing the guards to whip him on the back with the magic handle in anger.

And Ye Tian did not reply to the half-elf, because the White Dragon Herald God hurriedly overrode the order from the diocese. "God is above, I wish you peace, Greemon is an adult. The other temples in the diocese are under attack by the Guardian Gods, so Lakar asks you to send the Golden Warrior to sponsor them first. Jin Che for the temple. ”

"I don't have a surplus of manpower today. Ye Tian, who was enraged by the 'request', roared and responded to the herald god. "The members of the church are very brave warriors, and they will definitely stop those blasphemous pawns of your sect. He let out a shrill cry into the supple throat as he slammed his scepter against the earth. Golden phoenix palm

It wasn't until the excavation warrior was terrified by his sound that Ye Tianshi stopped hesitating and thought about it and said to the herald god. "Report to Lord Lakallins, I will send a god of help after the White Dragon Hourglass. He should know what I'm doing? It's going to be at stake for the church. ”

After the herald of the warrior's respectful and hurried salute, he wanted to leave, but the step god who ran from the intersection of the street made everyone important. "It's the god of city guards, and the number of people has crossed 100 people. There is another riding god!" The believer screamed in horror, so that Ye Tian couldn't help but order the guards to kill him.

The White Dragon Archer took over the command, but when he pulled the bowstring, he unearthed the castle guard god who followed the warrior after his death. Dressed in chain mail, with a green coat painted with knives and olives, and a blood-colored feather helmet wrapped around their heads, the castle guard gods were as bright as a peacock in Xiuzhen, but the people of the whole dream cheered for their arrival.

In front of the city guard god were two teams of riding gods, and behind them were the figure of a white dragon. Wearing chain mail rubbed with wild boar oil, this negative qi with the smell of gold and rust on his body is vigorously clamping his belly in the exercises. The shape is similar to the person who exercises, but the markings are gold bars and silver The long coat of the giant king is draped on the armor and the back of the gong, I don't know how to find Jiang Yifansi Chen Xunfeng of the Guizong Divine Team shouted and put down the divine art. "O great platinum king god, please protect your people and win the battle!"

Looking at the temple warriors who were rushing to death a few yards in front of him, Chen Xunfeng kicked the Gong Thorn and then leaned down. The magnificent and healthy swift march rushed forward, like a golden array of chestnut fearing a whirlwind.

Jiang Yifansi only felt the golden weight of his arm, and then he watched through the crack left by the huge flat-topped helmet as the warrior wearing the blue fear robe was pierced by divine magic, and finally wailed and danced and was nailed to the hot sand. The warrior spat out the blood foam of the golden mouth and lost his breath, and then the thick, hot blood flowed down the shaft of the spear, and the dullness of a writhing earthworm penetrated the dry and thirsty sand.

Chen Xunfeng burst into applause, but the church's archer loosened his bowstring at this moment. The arrow spun in the air and flew towards Jiang Yifan, screaming in his frightened eyes and shooting at the hastily raised oak shield. The arrows forged from steel pierced the rim of the shield, and then snaked against the flat-topped helmet due to the interception, and the sound of "boom" made the rider almost dizzy and fell.

Only the Lin Si who were guarding the cultivation were the first to be shocked, and they had unleashed a large number of divine spells on the battlefield. The number of spells released by the need to extract life force once made them feel the grievance from the soul. "Ye Tian is an adult, so he must abandon this action. The charging city guard god can tear us apart. The majestic man of the white dragon shouted loudly in fear, holding a scepter and a small flail with a golden handle in his hand, and seemed to be ready to fight his enemies.

"Kill Ah Quan Mengren! You must kill him!" Ye Tian shouted as if he couldn't hear the gold like a rampant. The negative qi of the temple first swung the giant sword more vigorously, but the next golden curtain made all the people who practiced the exercises stutter.

From the rich man's cavity came a depressed roar of indignation, and then the whole dreamer howled and ripped off his clothes, so that the bright white of the golden pinch, which was as firm as silver filament, was afraid of long hair coming out of his body. The gaping mouth expands into a thick bear snout, holding the god of war's hands to create bear paws. The ring that Sunimon had left for Lin Hao once again sponsored the rich man, allowing him to completely transform from human form into a golden-headed hideous giant bear in a few breaths.

"Vulgar people, enjoy the gods and my liver fire!" (To be continued.) )

The heavy rain was quickly shaken off by the dark gray clouds of the sky, and sparkled like the silver hair that the god of water had thrown down and elongated. The warrior's coat and hair were once soaked, like the gold of the withered and dead aquatic plants on his body. Blood was afraid to mix with the stream formed by the rain, and then flowed down the ravines at both ends of the street to the outside of the city. As a prosperous metropolis of the Golden Throne, the drainage channel is a necessary construction project.

The body of the warrior was soaked and swollen in the rain, and the wound that had already run out of blood appeared crystal white under the nourishment of the water drops. After the eventually, the White Dragon Temple's negative qi covered his abdomen with his left hand with a steel arm shield, and his right hand, which was only wrapped in chain mail and cowhide gloves, dragged the body away from the ground. His helmet had been knocked flying, and there was a wound on his cheek that was oozing blood from Tianfeng. The rain made his short hair sticky and clumped, and it covered his eyes on his forehead like dung.

The practitioner stirred his lips with sadness and fear of dampness, and said in a hoarse and depressed lingua franca, "What are you, Artis, the god of cleverness, after all?"

Lin Hao, who was still a bear, wriggled over, and looked at him sympathetically after returning to the bloodstained claws. The very rich man or the short snout with a black and shiny nose and a silver-white hair-like nose replied. "You should ask the gods of Jinxia, I can't answer that question. ”

In the abdomen of the negative qi, there was a wound of Tianfeng being cut open by the bear's claws, and the chain mail woven with iron rings was as weak as sand and gravel before the violent force, and it almost deformed and broke before it could be used, so that the stomach of the person who practiced the exercises was torn open, and even the kidneys and intestines were leaked out.

"You beasts, you are the ones who destroyed Harusa, and you destroyed my home. The dark blood on his face was afraid that the blood scab would be softened and slid off by the rain, and the negative qi used all his strength to lift up the face that was still stained with black and brown and afraid of rust, and trembled and came out of his throat with very vicious words. "I'm scolding you!

Never covered by the hair, the black color was afraid of the hatred and hatred in the eyes, and the chain mail hood behind the negative skull of this young temple swayed in the water, causing the golden circle to sway and the golden circle to sway. The palm of his right hand, which had been removed by the water, touched the ground and was afraid that a long knife with a golden handle came out. With a silky thread elongated (the water point is raised and placed to the mouth to kiss, allowing the yellowing rain to wet the lips.

"Catch the fishy sea breeze from the minaret and let the summer rain wet my chest. A satin-like river flows along the walls, and banners of swords and olives are unfurled in divine magic. The place where the glory of the clever god is sprinkled is my hometown......... "The negative breath whispered in the small tune of the exercises, and used the sad lyrics to lay the dead. It's finally in the moment when the rich are in a daze. The practitioner stabbed the long knife along the wound and stirred it so hard that his internal organs were destroyed. Blackened blood bubbles poured out of his pale lips, causing the negativity to breathe in a whisper. "It's luck, why can't the temple and the temple coexist. ”

The whole dream man watched the negative qi die, and then the body was not mastered after all, and it turned back to the prototype. "You are the White Dragon True Martial Artist. The rich man squatted down and closed the eyes of the practitioner, then pulled out the long knife, washed it with rainwater, and put it on the chain mail of his god's mouth, so that the negative qi could hold it with his hands that were afraid of wetting the leather jacket. "May you smile and be fascinated. ”

The battle of the Quanmeng people once ended, except for Ye Tianshi and Xiuzhen Lin Si who escaped. The other temple warriors all died in this street paved with yellow sand. Those blue-robed church step gods originally had more than 100 other golden chosen followers, but the city guard priest ordered their skulls to be cut off. "These bastards who have been co-opted by the temple even have the blood of my comrades on their bodies. The magnificent priest of the god Vajra shouted. This guy with the blood of the Heroes worships the god of war, so he doesn't care about the lives of these clever god believers.

The gods of the castle guards who had ended the battle quickly broke away, and they were going to capture the temple and close the temple's position in the city. However, that priest may have left two warriors for Jiang Yifansi. "These two warriors will take you to the court.