This is not the previous pretending acting, but the real internal injury, otherwise he would not be able to deceive the old fox Tieler.

"Anyway, before the trial of the gods, Tiele will definitely risk his life to protect me. ”

After thinking of this, Ning Fan was not soft at all, he really launched a madness and even beat himself.

"It should be almost. ”

The bloody wounds all over his body, his true qi is less than thirty percent, if he can't deceive Tie Le, Ning Fan can't help it.

rubbed his handsome face, trying to squeeze out a trace of sadness and sadness,

Ning Fan carried Mu Su's corpse on his back, carried Victor's corpse, and flew crookedly towards the temple all the way.

When passing through Tiangu City, the residents who were running just now all disappeared without a trace.

The empty street makes this originally prosperous city look like a ghost at the moment.

"Fortunately, it is in a sparsely populated temple, otherwise the ancient city will not be demolished by people in the sky period on this day. ”

When Ning Fan arrived at the temple, the temple and the city hall, which had already fired real fire, were dead and wounded on both sides.

"Two more Imperial Sky Peaks died. ”

In addition to Musu and Victor, there are also two Imperial Sky Peaks who have died here.

At this moment, there were only six priests left in the temple side, and only five people left in the town hall.

"It looks like the town hall is stronger. ”

Ning Fan secretly compared it without heart or lungs.

In addition to the respective bosses of both sides, there were twelve priests in the temple, one of whom was beheaded by the Pharaoh and one more by the old man.

The situation on the side of the town hall was similar, the only difference was that he was accidentally injured and died by the pharaoh.

In the battle of eight against ten, in which there are fewer enemies and more enemies, the city hall can be exchanged for the four priests of the temple at the cost of three deaths, which proves the strength of the town hall, and the overall level is still above the temple.

Cultivation is the strength of reaching the Imperial Sky Period, and it is generally difficult to distinguish the real life and death victory, after all, you can still run if you can't beat it, unless you have the strength and hole cards that are completely crushed.

But now that there were as many as seven deaths in the sky, Ning Fan could fully imagine the fierceness of the battle.

The priests who survived on both sides, regardless of their cultivation, were all covered with colors and obviously seriously injured.

The only difference is that the higher the cultivation, the less damage you will get.

The earth, which used to be flat, is now like being washed by missiles, and there are big holes full of potholes.

Some of the large holes even bubble up with groundwater, so you can imagine the strength of it.

Except for the pyramid where the temple is located, a kilometer radius of the temple has been razed to the ground.

As for the situation of Pharaoh and Tieler?

Ning Fan glanced up and immediately understood the old man's warning.

The subordinates were fighting to the death outside, while the two bigwigs sat together peacefully.

Looking at the breezy expressions of the two, it seems that they are chatting and drinking tea and spending a leisurely time, not like a hostile camp at all.

"It's just a pot of tea!"

Ning Fan couldn't help but shake his head, the two didn't have the momentum to fight until dawn, but his hopes were dashed.

Both sides seemed to be tired and were reuniting to lick their wounds...... No, it's meditation and pranayama and healing injuries.

So much so that when Ning Fan came, no one noticed it.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

Pulling his throat and pondering his throat, Ning Fan limped and immediately shouted in a loud voice, "High priest, it's all my fault." ”

In the empty square, Ning Fan's wail was like a thunderclap on the ground, which immediately woke up a group of people present.

"Master Ning, why are you here? Didn't you let you escape first?"

Looking at Tie Leqing's sincere concern, a sneer flashed in Ning Fan's eyes, "Old guy, you act, I also act." It depends on who has the better play. ”

"High priest, blame the boy for being too impulsive, so that he broke into a catastrophe. ”

The remorse in Ning Fan's words fully expresses the impulsive and reckless style of young people who are not deeply involved in the world.

"It's not your fault!"

Tiele looked at the Pharaoh and gritted his teeth and said, "It's all because the Second Emperor is too arrogant and domineering, so that the master will kill people too aggressively." ”

"Humph!"

Listening to the pharaoh's disdainful reply, Ning Fan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

There is one most important link in this plan.

If Pharaoh knew the truth about the trial of the gods, he would definitely puncture Tieler's hypocritical face on the spot, and the play would not be able to continue.

"The old man is right. Nakta I seized the throne by force, but he did not have the inheritance of the pharaoh, and he did not know many secrets. ”

"And the secret of the reincarnation of the pharaoh's soul is known only to the old man. ”

It is precisely because of the inaccuracy of the intelligence that the two of them hold back their secrets and dare not tell the truth of the real fight, so Ning Fan can see the needle.

"Tiele needs me to condense the divine seed, and the Pharaoh wants my flesh. I'm going to see which of you has the better mouth. ”

Ning Fan's eyes flashed with coldness, and he continued to pretend to be sad and said, "High Priest, Priest Musu, he ......"

"What's wrong with him?"

Looking at Mu Su on Ning Fan's back, Tie Le's heart couldn't help but sink, Mu Su was the pinnacle of the sky, and it was his most important help.

"Originally, I planned to let Mu Su replace me, but fortunately Ning Fan is still alive. No loss, no loss. ”

Thinking of God's trial, Tie Le is not so sad.

"If the kid's cultivation is higher, Master Mu Su will not die miserably. ”

After confirming the news with his own ears, the priest of the temple side felt a pang in his heart,

After so many years of getting along, the twelve people are even closer than brothers.

Now that another brother is on the road, how can they not be sad.

"Musu is dead, which is good news. ”

"It's good to be dead. A dead Musu is a good Musu. ”

"The temple has lost another Sky Peak, and I see how they can fight us. ”

Don't look at the small number of priests in the city hall now, but when it comes to peak combat power, there are two more than the temple.

The most important thing is that the only remaining peak of the Imperial Sky in the temple is the high priest himself, and Tiele never leaves the temple.

This means that none of the high-end powers of the temple are gone.

Just as the people in the city hall were gloating and optimistic, someone calmly said, "Didn't Speaker Victor go after this kid? Why is he still here?"

At this time, someone noticed that Ning Fan was dragging a person behind him,

"This can't be the body of the Speaker, right?"

"No, no. How is this possible. Even if there is one more Yukong initial help, it will be easy for the speaker to escape. ”

"Yes, you know, Speaker, but there is the Alchemy of the Three-Headed Dog of Hell taught by the Pharaoh himself. ”

......

Ning Fan dragged Victor's corpse to the middle of the two camps like a dead dog, and smashed the corpse to the ground with a lift of his wrist.

Then he said with grief and indignation, "It was the relentless pursuit of this old dog that caused Mu Su to die in order to protect me." ”

"What! Is this really the Speaker?"

"Impossible!"

(End of chapter)