Seeing this scene, the other two palace worshippers no longer retained their strength, and released their realms one after another, I don't know if they were inspired by Su Yueyang's terrifying strength to the battle intent in their hearts, or they realized that Ye Haotian's existence would bring immeasurable danger to the palace, they also used the most simple and rude way to cross the large array, crossing the gap in the courtyard wall that Su Yueyang knocked down, and soon disappeared.

Standing in the attic, looking at the three passages that had been plowed out of the large array, Lu Yilu suddenly screamed, vomited blood, and fell to the ground on his back and passed out.

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On a wide avenue in Rongshan City, Ye Haotian ran wildly, the sweat on his body had been dried by the night wind, the blood had stopped, and the divine blood began to repair the wounds on his back and chest.

There was no figure behind him, only a rapid gong sound in the distance, which was a curfew order issued by the City Lord's Mansion, and it was also a signal for the whole city to be under martial law and hunt down important fugitives.

At this time, the direction of Ye Haotian's escape was due south, after escaping from the city lord's mansion, he planned to go north out of the city, wanting to escape into Lushan, who knew that the reaction of the palace was far faster than he imagined, not only in the shortest possible time to give the order of curfew, even the movements of the guards were much faster than he expected, after seeing the crossbowmen standing densely on the city tower and a team of 100 city guards neatly arranged below, he changed the direction of escape in the first time.

As for continuing to use the mountain-piercing technique to pass through the city wall, it was completely impossible, not to mention that the mental power in his body was almost exhausted, and even if he could use it again, he would be stuck in the wall. You must know that the walls of Rongshan City are fifteen meters wide, and the farthest distance of the primary mountaining technique is two meters, and the effect of encountering hard rocks will be weakened, and the only way now is to rely on the speed advantage to circle the other party in the city, and then look for an opportunity to throw off the pursuers.

Ordinary city guards couldn't pose much of a threat to Ye Haotian, and what made him feel a headache was Su Yueyang and the two palace worshippers. It had been a cup of tea since he saw Su Yueyang's shadow, but Ye Haotian could clearly feel that three extremely strong breaths were locking on him, and they were rapidly approaching from three directions.

A silver sword light suddenly lit up from behind a private house next to him, and Ye Haotian's wandering flash suddenly launched, and the sharp sword qi cut a hole more than an inch long on his arm and embedded it deeply into the opposite wall, leaving a bottomless slit.

Su Yueyang slowly walked out from the back of the room, Ye Haotian glanced at her and turned around and ran towards the depths of the alley, just ran to the mouth of the alley, another sharp purple sword qi slashed, he hurriedly fell to the ground, and when he turned over and jumped up, he had moved more than five meters away, and there was another wound on his back, and at the beginning of the sword light, there was a middle-aged man in a brocade robe.

Ye Haotian hurriedly changed direction, and just ran out of more than ten meters away and found that another worshipper in the palace not far away was standing in the middle of the road, a small blue sword with a jade luster was floating above his head, and the tip of the sword was already aimed at his chest.

"Oh no, it's surrounded. ”

Ye Haotian stopped, glanced around, his eyes fell on the tall spire in the southeast direction, gritted his teeth, his body shot out like an arrow from the string, his feet just left the ground, the stone slab he was standing on before suddenly cracked from the middle, and a blue sword light flashed away.

The temple, Ye Haotian has never been there.

It was where he wasn't supposed to be.

Ye Haotian never thought that he would one day come to the temple of the Great Xia Kingdom.

For the Temple of Light, a supreme existence that overrides all worldly forces in terms of strength and status, Ye Haotian has instinctive resistance and resistance.

The reason for this is related to the soul of the demon god in his body, and more from the master's advice.

But Ye Haotian also had the seeds of rebellion in his heart, and the more he didn't let him do, the more curious he became, and the more he wanted to try it.

Entering the temple for the first time, though, had absolutely nothing to do with his curiosity. No matter how curious he is, he won't joke with his life.

Forced to be helpless.

Desperate.

Sunset is at the end of the road.

At a dead end.

If there was any other choice, Ye Haotian would never run into a place like the temple to take refuge, and what he didn't expect was that from this day on, his fate would be closely linked to the temple.

Seeing the courtyard wall engraved with traces of time, Ye Haotian gathered the last trace of mental power in his body, and when his vision returned to normal, what appeared in front of him was a middle-aged man wearing a divine robe, slightly fat, and shining eyes.

"You're here. ”

Seeing Ye Haotian, a look of surprise flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, a friendly smile appeared on his face, and he took two steps forward enthusiastically, whether it was his expression, demeanor or the content of his speech, it made Ye Haotian feel that he was waiting for himself standing here.

"Huh?"

Ye Haotian instinctively took two steps back, the nameless long knife was crossed to his chest, he looked at the middle-aged man vigilantly, his eyes fell on his robe embroidered with golden runes, and his eyes widened in surprise: "Bishop?"

Although it was the first time to enter the temple, Ye Haotian's understanding of the Temple of Light was no worse than that of ordinary priests, and he could identify the identity of the other party at a glance from the divine robe worn by the middle-aged man, the purple robe and gold pattern, which was the divine robe that the bishop was qualified to wear.

The middle-aged man nodded and said with a smile: "My name is Dongfang Shuo, I am the archbishop of Qinghong Palace, let's go, Master is waiting for you." As he spoke, the middle-aged man waved his hand, and a silver-white holy light fell on Ye Haotian's body in the air, and the dozen or so wounds on his chest and back healed quickly in the holy light, and they healed in less than two breaths, without leaving even a single scar, this speed is many times faster than the self-healing ability of divine blood.

If it was in normal times, Ye Haotian would never go with Dongfang Shuo, but now Su Yueyang and the others arrived later, and his intuition told him that this temple bishop had no ill will towards him, although he was vigilant in his heart, his legs stepped forward.

"You're waiting for me, how do you know I'm coming, why are you helping me, who is your master?"

Like pouring beans, following behind Dongfang Shuo, Ye Haotian asked all the doubts in his heart,

"If you have any questions, wait until you meet Master and ask him in person. ”

Dongfang Shuo's words pushed all Ye Haotian's questions aside.

Walking through the layers of halls, in an inconspicuous side hall, Ye Haotian saw the master that Archbishop Dongfang Shuo said.

This is a thin and withered old man, he is sitting in a beautifully made and luxurious wheelchair, when Ye Haotian walked in, the old eyes that were dim and cloudy suddenly lit up, and he also asked the same words as Dongfang Shuo: "You are here." ”

Ye Haotian looked the old man up and down, he didn't know how to answer for a while, the vigilance in his heart suddenly disappeared the moment he saw the old man, he respectfully saluted the old man: "Old man, are you waiting for me?"