There was not only the shadow of the wide sleeves between the half-hidden doors, but the immortals saw the cold light emitted by the weapons.

They knew that the other side had been prepared, and this was something they had long expected. The light reminded them of that, too.

Why did the beast, the prey, show the corner of its sleeve, why did it reveal the cold light of the weapon? Wouldn't it be easier to strike a sudden fatal blow by hiding yourself behind the door? Is this an unintentional move?

But the immortals understood that this was not the case, and the fierce beast standing behind the door was not unintentionally revealing a flaw, he was provoking the immortals. This was a kind of arrogance, and he thought that no matter what, the immortals could not defeat him.

The immortals were not angry because of the beast's provocation, and if they did, they would have fallen for the beast's plan. They drew their weapons and cautiously moved towards the door with the lightest steps.

When the first immortal had just walked to the door, the door suddenly opened, and the gentleman, who had been waiting at the door, suddenly became troubled.

He had been standing in the doorway with his sword in his hand for a long time, and he had already waited impatiently.

The sword light flickered, and the immortal quickly leaned back, avoiding the ice sword's attack. And the second immortal who followed closely behind blocked the attack of the Emperor with his sword.

Seeing the vague face of the beast in front of them, they knew that it was the Emperor. Among the four fierce beasts, the Emperor is stronger than the other fierce beasts in every way, and is the most difficult character. They didn't want to entangle with the Emperor here, and the Emperor was not the target of their operation. However, he blocked the doorway with his body, making it impossible for them to enter.

The doorway is very narrow and cannot accommodate everyone. The three immortals stood in front of them and fought with the Emperor, and the rest of them gathered behind them, ready to rush into the temple.

The swords in the hands of the immortals are all rare divine weapons, but they are still too far behind the ice sword of the Emperor. Even if it was just a relative battle, the immortals could feel the slightest chill coming from the ice sword. This chill almost soaked the hearts of the immortals.

Boom!

The sword in the hand of an immortal was severed by the ice sword of the Emperor, and the broken sword flew out, slicing the arm of the Emperor.

Crimson blood flowed from his arm and fell to the ground like a flower of terrible color.

For the first time since the temple appeared, it was stained with blood. The temple was displeased that the clean temple had been defiled, and it shook violently.

The ground shook violently, and he took a step back.

The immortals behind seized this opportunity and forcibly broke into the temple.

The immortals had already arrived in front of them, but Ming Yijun was still asleep and had not woken up.

This made the originally somewhat unhappy Eater Jun anxious, and he kept shouting "Soul Return" while guarding the side with a sword.

Even Wei Jijun, who had been leaning on the couch and eating grapes before, jumped off the couch and began to try his best to deal with the invading immortals.

The immortals understood that it was simply impossible to kill a ferocious beast in its normal state. Their goal is always only one, and that is Ming Yijun.

The fierce beasts also knew this, but the number of immortals was too large, and although their strength was slightly weaker, they could also entangle the fierce beasts and be unable to move for a while. Seeing that one of the immortals in bright red clothes walked towards Ming Yijun with a sword, he couldn't do anything at all.

Not only was the immortal eye-catching, but his appearance was also the most outstanding among these immortals, and he stood at the forefront when he fought with the Emperor. The sword that was cut off by the Emperor belonged to him. At this time, the broken sword had long been discarded by him, and what he held in his hand was another sword he carried. This sword was the sharpest sword carried by the immortals this time, and it could even penetrate the hard bones of the beast. Out of love for the sword, the immortals did not take it out at the beginning.

This immortal has a habit of killing, and when he was an ordinary human, he became an immortal because he reached the extreme of killing. After becoming an immortal, he rarely had the opportunity to kill, so he felt very bored. This time, he voluntarily asked to come here, just to give Ming Yijun a fatal blow.

At this time, he had a smile on his face, as if what he was about to do was the most pleasant thing to do. He almost burst out laughing when he heard the desperate roars of the beasts because they had no time to separate themselves to save Ming Yijun.

He stood in front of Ming Yijun, clenched his sword in his hand, and decided to use his greatest strength to cut him in two with one sword.

However, when he was able to slash down with all his strength, he did not see the blood splattering on his face as he expected. It was as if he had slashed at a stone, and it shook his mouth so hard that he almost lost the sword in his hand.

He fixed his gaze and saw that his sword was blocked by a heavy sword, and the beast in front of him opened its eyes and smiled at him. It was a strange smile that he hadn't seen anywhere else.

He paused for a moment.

It was said that it was a moment, but in fact, it was only a moment. However, this momentary loss of consciousness was enough to ruin him, and he felt a gust of wind in the heavy sword in the other party's hand in front of his eyes, and then, and then it was all over.

Ming Yijun used his heavy sword to smash the head of the red-clothed immortal.

Blood splattered and fell on the red clothes of the red-clothed immortal, soaking his clothes. When you come to a place like the temple, you are not allowed to wear immortal clothes that do not stick to dust, so the red-clothed immortals specially wore red clothes to come here. He feared that the blood of the beast would stain his clothes, but he did not realize that it would be his own blood that would eventually stain his clothes.

His blood also fell on Ming Yijun's body, Ming Yijun never liked to wear red, he wore a white robe. The blood of the immortals fell on his hair, on his face, on his clothes, and on his clothes were heavily dyed with plum blossoms.

His expression has not changed at all, and his smile is always gentle and elegant. With blood on his lips, he stuck out his tongue and licked it.

All the immortals saw this, and they cried out "ah" and lost their fighting spirit.

In fact, even if they don't lose their fighting spirit, the outcome will not be any different. The temple was turned into a Shura field, and the immortals were killed one by one, and their deaths were so miserable that people couldn't bear to look at them directly.

Only the last immortal was deliberately left behind, and they forced him with their swords to walk towards the door of the temple.

As long as one of the immortals is alive, the door of the temple will remain open.

When they reached the door, they tied the immortal to the pillar of the doorway, and walked out of the temple gate.

They decided to go their separate ways, but Eater-kun refused to leave, and with an innocent smile on his face, he sat at the doorway and looked inside.

"I want to see what he looked like when he died. Said the Eater.

The look on his face was indistinguishable, but Ming Yijun smiled again.

Although it is difficult to say who is older and younger among the four murderers, among them, the devouring monarch is indeed a relatively simple one. He has a childlike cruelty, and likes to torture creatures weaker than him, watching the suffering of others. Of the four murderers now, he is the only one who kills just for pleasure. However, he is not human after all, and such a preference is not so much out of evil as out of innocence.

Ming Yijun also had that stage, but that was a long time ago. The cruel and happy look made Ming Yijun miss his former self a little.

However, Ming Yijun knew that he would not come back at that time, he had changed, and he would continue to change. Previously, in the temple, the Emperor saw the Book of Heaven, but after reading it, the Emperor did not mention anything, and did not tell them what he saw. But at this time, Ming Yijun didn't care about this, he just wanted to go back, go back to Zhanlu's wine shop, and live with her.

Although they had just separated, he already missed her very much.