Because of the brainwashing of the Temple of Light, it will forcibly increase the strength of the dead, but this forcible improvement burns the lifespan of the dead man himself, and he will not be allowed to advance again for the rest of his life. The saddest thing is that the brainwashed dead will never regain their consciousness, and will have to be reduced to a thoughtless walking corpse for the rest of their lives.

"The reason why Emperor Yanmo is so disgusted with the Temple of Light is also here, there is too much darkness in the Temple of Light, as long as it is exposed to the world a little, it can make the ignorant world feel a chill." The crazy old man pursed his lips and withdrew his gaze from the group of people in white, his expression slightly cold at this time.

Although Qin Yi had vaguely known that the Temple of Light was not as righteous as it appeared on the surface, what he didn't expect was that it could be so dark. The most ridiculous thing is that the people of Li on the mainland still deeply trust the justice of the Temple of Light, and they can only smile bitterly when they think about it.

Jiujiu gently closed her eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, her long eyelashes gently covered the bottomless black eyes, and the soft hair accidentally drooped down a few strands from her ears, she just sat quietly in front of the screen, but it gave people an unpredictable feeling.

Although Xiao Huofeng didn't know what Jiujiu was thinking, it was very sensible since birth, and it actually rubbed Jiujiu's chest slightly with its small head with a sense of comfort.

"Crazy old man, Uncle Mo said that there are two god ranks in the Temple of Light, right?" Jiujiu lowered his eyes, and gently stroked the little head of Xiao Huofeng with his white hand, and his tone was like a bottomless ancient well, which was creepy.

The crazy old man paused, and it took a long time to realize what Jiujiu was asking, he nodded truthfully, and said, "Yes, if it weren't for the two god ranks, Emperor Yanmo would have gone to crusade a long time ago." Don't look at Di Yanmo is just the dean of Mino, it seems that he has no combat power, but I dare to pack the ticket, if he really starts a war with the Temple of Light, he will not necessarily lose the wind. It's just that the other party is a god rank than him, and now there is an indefinite number of you. ”

Jiujiu listened to the last words of the crazy old man, and her slender eyelashes finally moved, and she thought to herself, it turned out that she pulled Uncle Mo's hind legs, and only thought that her unstable bloodline was unstable?!

She laughed self-deprecatingly, stopped talking, and once again cast her gaze on the group of people in white, making it even more unpredictable what she was thinking.

The crazy old man and Qin Yi saw that Jiujiu was so abnormal, and they didn't speak anymore, and the entire treasure ship fell into a dead silence.

The men in white were scattered all over the place, their eyes glazed over the forest, as if they were looking for something.

However, just a quarter of an hour later, the army of the Getian tribe caught up, and when they saw the white-clothed men in the Temple of Light, everyone had a look of surprise on their faces.

Jiujiu saw this, his dark eyes narrowed, if the people of the whole continent believe in the God of Light, then only the strange country of the Crescent Moon Country behaves differently, because only they don't believe in gods or Buddhas, but only believe in their own leader, otherwise the brave man is so stupid and unbearable, but no one will rebel? This is the national style of their country.

So now, it's time for a good show.

Sure enough, the two sides looked at each other for less than half a minute, only to hear a group of warriors wearing red armor, shouting in unison: "Kill all the outsiders!" Kill all the outsiders! ”

The facial expressions of the group of white-clothed people on the opposite side did not even move, and they stiffly faced a group of red-clothed warriors without the slightest fear.

Also, how can the brainwashed dead be afraid?

The brave man was about to chase out of the forest, and he didn't see the figure of the other party, at this time he felt that something was wrong, the other party was just a fourth-order venerable and two sect masters, how could he not be able to catch up with his own eighth-order venerable for so long? And I didn't even see a single figure.

In desperation, the brave man had no choice but to quickly turn around and go the way he came.

The treasure ship the size of a grain of rice rested quietly on the stamen of a delicate peony, which was already among the flowers, and the purple color the size of a grain of rice was like a silver needle thrown into the sea, and no one noticed it.

"Hmph, lackeys of the Temple of Light, why do you want to step into the borders of my crescent moon at will?" Standing at the forefront of a group of red-clothed warriors, a middle-aged man, he was also wearing red armor, but his red armor was very different from the armor of the warriors behind him, his appearance was obviously much thicker, just from the armor, it could be seen that this person's status in the Getian tribe was not low.

But what about a group of puppets they are facing, and that puppet will answer other people's questions well? Of course not, these puppets are puppets who only know how to kill.

No, the middle-aged man had just finished asking, and more than a dozen people in white suddenly swarmed up, it seems that they only know how to solve problems by force.

The middle-aged man frowned fiercely, his complexion sank instantly, and his black eyes slowly rose with a murderous aura that should not be underestimated.

"Brothers! Since they don't want to reason with us, then we don't have to be polite! The middle-aged man raised the black gun in his hand and shouted fiercely.

The silence of the forest was shattered by the shouts of these warriors.

"Kill all the outsiders!" One person shouted, and the hundred or so people shouted in unison: "Kill all the outsiders!" Kill all the outsiders! ”

The brave man not far from them naturally heard such a movement, and he thought that his army had captured those who had just escaped.

As a result, when he saw the man in white with dull eyes and no trace of life, the anger that had been suppressed at the bottom of his chest slowly rose again.

"Temple of Light!" The brave man gritted his teeth and spit out these four words, judging from his expression, this guy hated the Temple of Light even more than he hated Jiujiu.

The ninety-nine three people in the treasure ship quietly observed the development route that had been taken out of the window, and they were silently lucky in their hearts, because if there was no treasure ship, the white-clothed people who were crusaded by the Getian tribe at this time should be replaced by the three of them.

"Yo, isn't this the patriarch of the Ge Tian tribe, Ge Tian Yuan Long?" Suddenly, a middle-aged man in a red robe jumped out from behind the people in white.

It turned out that the name of this brave man was "Ge Tianyuan Dragon", and after he saw the middle-aged man in red suddenly appear in front of him, he finally couldn't suppress the sneer on his lips, he was stunned, and said indifferently: "Who should this team leader be, it turned out to be the red-clothed sect leader of the Temple of Light, I don't know that gust of wind blew you to the territory of the patriarch?" ”

The red-clothed sect leader smiled faintly, not caring about Ge Tianyuanlong's indifference, he gently patted the dust on the red-robed robe due to carelessness, a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "Even your army has been dispatched, it seems that you and I have the same purpose." After saying that, his eyes that looked extremely warm suddenly flashed with a fierce color.

Ge Tianyuanlong smiled disdainfully, there are a total of eighteen red-clothed sect masters in the Temple of Light, that is to say, there are eighteen powerhouses of the honorable rank, but the class in front of him is much lower than him, so it is obvious that the other party is not his opponent, but the other party is really impatient to look down on himself so much with the prestige of the Temple of Light.

"Xuandong, where did you get the confidence to dare to confront the patriarch?" Ge Tianyuanlong glanced at the dozen or so white-clothed people with contempt, those white-clothed people had a very high cultivation level, and they were all in the holy rank. And although there is only one saint rank in his army, but the remaining more than 100 warriors are all above the sect rank, it is not necessary for him to lose, after all, he mainly accounts for one point, that is, there are many people.

The red-clothed sect leader sneered, and the warm temperament of his whole body finally slowly fell off because of Ge Tianyuanlong's words, and finally, his eyes changed back to the previous ruthless and vicious.

"Where does the confidence come from? You'll find out in a moment! The red-clothed sect leader suddenly took out a silver-white magic staff, and suddenly jumped a few steps back, distancing himself from Ge Tianyuanlong, who was a Dou Zun.

"God's ruling!" The red-clothed sect leader struck first, and with a high-level magic in his hand, he threw it at Ge Tianyuan Long.

Countless dazzling blades of light fell from the sky and struck Ge Tianyuan Dragon like a drizzle.

The Ge Tian army in the distance saw that their own patriarch had actually become a live target for the other party, and they were all anxious, wanting to run forward to serve as a shield for their own patriarch.

But how could the man in white let them ruin the good deeds of the red-clothed sect master? They all stepped forward quickly, blocking the movement of the warriors.

The bloody battle of World War I suddenly began.

Ninety-nine they were dumbfounded, this ...... This is the start of the fight? Could they have taken the opportunity to escape?

"Jiu'er!" The crazy old man looked at the people in the screen with tears and laughter, but his heart was slightly relieved, now is the most important thing to escape from the battlefield.

Jiujiu just wanted to drive the treasure ship out of this place of right and wrong, but the strange aura coming from all directions made her pause slightly.

Ge Tianyuanlong waved the big knife on his back, and after he blocked all the light blades in one go, with a slight force under his feet, the whole person rushed straight to the red-clothed sect leader like a sharp arrow off the string.

The red-clothed sect leader was suddenly startled, his heart was slightly cold, it seemed that the difference in strength between himself and the other party would not change, and in a panic, he had no choice but to wave the silver staff in his hand again.

"O God of Light, please give your people armor that can protect a qiē!" The red-clothed sect leader quickly chanted a spell, and suddenly a dazzling silver light descended from the sky and draped over the red-clothed sect master's body, at first glance, it really looked like armor.

Ge Tianyuanlong sneered coldly, the big sword in his hand was not slacking off at all, and with the unique strong momentum of the Venerable, he suddenly slashed down.

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