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In the south of the Sanctuary, the only pure land is currently under the long river of flames.

Through the flames under the river of fire,

In the depths of the sea of fire is a palace of flames, with fire jade as tiles and amethyst as steps, simple and solemn, with layers of Ruiguang, standing proudly like a fire-colored phoenix, conveying a mysterious and peaceful atmosphere.

It was surrounded by a stream of three-colored flames, shining with five-colored glazed treasures, and a rich and pure aura, layered on top of each other, like a solid barrier blocking a qiē turbid flame.

Luo Jianchen, Teng Yu's clothes fluttering, standing on top of the war eagle, the ice prism soul around his body, and the purple qi gilt ball was shining brightly.

The four crows foot color four-color flowing fire, standing on the side of the two,

"Little Lord, Holy Venerable, this is the Golden Separation Temple," the Golden Crow pointed to the Flame Palace, his face showing pride and joy,

"Silver crow, purple crow, red crow, let's open the palace gate together. ＂

The three women responded in unison, their hands sealed, silently reciting incantations, and all kinds of esoteric symbols appeared in the flames with the sound of the incantation, as if the stars were dotted on the fire curtain.

The calm three-color flame stream began to vibrate, making a rumbling sound, and the symbol suddenly condensed into a flame sword, and the void slashed down, slashing through the dazzling streamer, cutting the flame stream in two.

A road forged of purple gold emerged from the interception, flashing red glow, swirling with precious light, extending to the feet of several people.

"The Jinli Temple has been opened, please enter the palace with the little lord and the Holy Venerable. ＂

Four crows, standing on both sides respectfully please,

The hall of the Protoss is right in front of you, and the once immortal glory will continue to be written.

Teng Yu's heart was surging, the past was like yesterday's dream, and he had not yet woken up, but in the blink of an eye, he was about to step into the door of the Protoss. The temple that has been sleeping for thousands of years is his home and his roots,

What was once a dream is now a reality.

It's just that the temple of longing for is not beautiful, after stepping into this door, although he can follow the shortcut into the gate of immortality, enter the ranks of gods, and enjoy the supreme prostration and respect,

But at the same time, like his ancestors, he will shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting the common people. This is his unshirkable responsibility because he is the son of God.

He not only has to improve his strength, he needs to revitalize the Protoss, he also needs to calculate for this, step by step, even if he is the pride of the heavens in the immortal cultivation world, he is a descendant of the Protoss, he will also face countless turbulent undercurrents,

His eyes unconsciously turned to the girl beside him, and at this moment, he suddenly felt how important it was to have someone to support him and share with him.

"Jian Chen, let's go in together! ＂

For a moment, he lost his composure, his eyes were full of anticipation, and his voice carried an uncontrollable longing, which attracted Luo Jianchen to cast a strange glance.

"Okay, let's go in together. Luo Jianchen responded, with some envy in his heart, Teng Yu finally found his roots and found his home. But where are her roots, and where is her home?

"Holy Venerable," Golden Crow hesitated to speak, cautionary. "Your talisman spirit treasure, I'm afraid it's inconvenient to enter the Jinli Divine Temple. ＂

"Why? Teng Yu spoke, his eyes fell on Luo Jianchen's protective light mask, the light outside the light mask was overflowing, although he was in the scorching sea of fire, he could especially feel a clear coolness in the light mask was spreading, faintly with a sharp murderous aura.

He frowned slightly, secretly surprised, he only thought that Luo Jianchen's defensive magic weapon must be extraordinary, but today, it seems that this thing may also be a divine object, and it seems that Luo Jianchen must have had a lot of special encounters.

Luo Jianchen raised his eyes in surprise and looked at the golden crow.

When passing through the flames, the momentum of the Ice Prism Soul was not only not weakened, on the contrary, Luo Jianchen also felt that above the Ice Prism Soul, there was an unprecedented sharpness. The light is scorching, never before.

Jin Crow looked a little surprised and embarrassed, "Holy Venerable, forgive your subordinates for saying too much, you really can't remember the past at all?" ＂

Luo Jianchen was wary in his heart, if the Ice Ridge Soul was withdrawn, in this holy realm, in the face of the divine beasts that were not related to her, she would really become meat on the chopping board, and she could only be slaughtered by others.

What are you referring to? She frowned, her face displeased, and she did not withdraw her defenses.

"The subordinate means, yes," the golden crow wanted to speak and stopped, and finally said stubbornly:

"If your subordinates see it right, your talisman magic weapon should be the thing of His Royal Highness, the treasure of His Royal Highness, the breath of the North Dark Ice and the Divine Temple, if you enter the temple, you will be forced to fight to the death from the fire, and now the divine breath in the Jinli Temple is insufficient, if you use the power of the fire again, the destruction of the holy area will be more severe, and those demonic beasts will be more difficult to suppress. ＂

The Golden Crow said that the origin of the Ice Prism Soul was broken, Luo Jianchen was not surprised, after all, the four major gods were in the same era, and the Ice Prism Soul was the magic weapon of Ji Liu, and Ji Yan was a prominent priest of the Northern Hades Clan, and he would definitely have dealings with several other major God Clans, so it was not surprising that the Golden Crow knew it,

But when Jin Crow spoke, he stopped talking, his expression was embarrassed, and he also called Ji Yu His Highness, which made Luo Jianchen a little surprised,

Could it be that there is something else hidden in this? She thought to herself, and the figure of Ji Xuci and brilliance appeared in her mind.

The priest of this god clan is gentle and honest, and although he will crash the catastrophe, he is still calm and calm.

In Luo Jianchen's heart, he has always had a special kindness and gratitude to Jiyan. Because she believed that it must have been him who sent Chen Mingyuan back to her with divine power.

Teng Yu saw that Luo Jianchen was still hesitating, vaguely guessing her concerns, using his spiritual power, the purple qi gilt ball layer by layer halo dispersed, and the ball of light was larger, covering Luo Jianchen,

"Sword Dust, then withdraw your defenses. ＂

Luo Jianchen's mind turned, and he still withdrew his defense according to his words, and the two stood side by side, but they felt that Teng Yu had already grasped her hand,

"Don't worry," Teng Yu's eyes were firm, and his clenched palms were hot like fire, "Let's go, Jian Chen, let's go in together." He couldn't say anything, pulling her to step onto the purple gold passage.

The hall of the Protoss, the dome is wide, the heavy pillars of fire and jade are towering into the clouds, and the aura turns into patches of pale pink mist, which circulates and travels.

Seven days, in this immortal temple, are only a matter of an eye,

A few wisps of spiritual energy turned into a light breeze, blowing open the Zhu Yuhou door of the first hall in the east of the temple,

The light inside the door was dim, shrouded in purple light,

Teng Yu's eyes were closed, and there were crystal droplets of water dripping from his forehead. He sat cross-legged in a flaming red chair tangled with gold threads,

Above his head, circles of shining runes drew a whirling spiritual breath wave line, forming a shining spider web, enveloping him underneath, and there were golden red points of light flickering in the runes, constantly releasing fire-colored light and rushing into his skull and chest.

In his body, the tendons are like a crazy river of fire, burning, bursting, burning all the stasis, burning all the dirt, tearing, expanding, washing his tendons and dantian,

The invisible force tightly bound in the divine consciousness, under the burning of the flames, began to show a gray image, it continued to struggle, fighting against the flame runes, and occasionally a few images gradually separated from the divine consciousness, turning into gray gas and annihilating without a trace.

Teng Yu's handsome face was distorted and deformed by the tremendous pain, showing a terrifying appearance.

Luo Jianchen stood silently at the door, his brows furrowed, and his clenched lower lip had oozed deep blood marks.

"Golden Crow, is it really okay to forcibly erase the seal of the years like this to summon the divine power in the bloodline? ＂

Luo Jianchen was a little worried, half of Tengyu's physical condition was passed on to her through the guò symbiosis contract,

So she knew that his current condition was very bad, in addition to the pain, it seemed that the meridians in his body had also expanded to the limit of the limit, and there was a battle going on in his divine consciousness that did not see the smoke of gunpowder, and it had reached the point of white heat.

Jin Crow shook his head, and there was a worry in his eyes: "The little master's cultivation is too low, and I don't know if he can withstand the tempering of the "Leaving the Fire Forging Technique", but he has practiced the "Flame Light Transformation Divine Technique" before, and his divine sense should still be able to support it for a while, but his body is already too extreme, and I am afraid that if he persists, he will explode."

"Then let him stop. ＂

"Holy Venerable, the little lord is very stubborn, he doesn't allow anyone to disturb him, and his subordinates have also been advised, but he reprimanded him," the golden crow showed a delicate and aggrieved look again.

Luo Jianchen shook his head secretly, Teng Yu was originally open-minded and had no competitive heart, especially after seeing her again, he gave her the impression that she was more calm and serious, although she was scheming, but she was definitely a person who knew what was important.

But he didn't expect that now he would go against the law of gradual progress and forcibly practice the "Fire Forging Technique" that he could only withstand after he was married. rs

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