There was another loud bang, and a huge serpentine lightning almost took over most of the sky, illuminating the land shrouded in darkness and poisonous mist.

The rain was heavier, and it kept going, and it seemed as if a huge crack had been torn open in the sky. The ground and walls shook, and it seemed as if the whole temple was about to fall.

The cries of women and children mingled, and the terrible thunder and lightning frightened the surviving Draconians, and some of the elderly people had their faces tense, they had never seen such terrible thunder and lightning in decades of life. Outside the temple, there was already a raging flood, and the torrent was like a tiger out of its cage devouring everything frantically. The Guanyin Temple is very high, but I am afraid that the flood will not last long if it continues like this.

Ordinary people were in a panic, Xia Qing and the people in black were not much better, they all had tense faces, even Hai Beili had a solemn expression, and everyone stood motionless.

The atmosphere inside the temple was even more awkward, more and more strange, and there was an indescribable danger.

Xia Qing's palms were sweating, he had never seen such a strange scene in Wuzhou for so long. Unlike many black-clothed people, he didn't feel any evil aura on the statue of Guanyin, and didn't think it was an evil temple, but he also deeply felt that this was by no means an ordinary temple, and he always felt weird, every time he looked at it, he found that there were new changes in the temple, such as an incense burner, or two more stone statues of children, the dust on the ground became less and less, and the temple changed more and more, as if time was going back little by little, back to the time when the temple was first built. After the experience of Ethereal City, Xia Qing seemed to be extremely sensitive to these bizarre things.

After another flash of lightning, people noticed a white light whistling from the sky.

The speed of this white light was extremely fast, and almost in a blink of an eye, it was outside the temple, and only then did people realize that it was a man in white, wearing a high crown on his head and holding a scroll in his hand. Obviously still a hundred meters away, one step out but into the Guanyin Temple, suddenly the starlight was bright, one after another starlight through the night, poisonous fog and rain curtain poured into the Guanyin Temple. Below the statue of Guanyin stood two rows of ferocious Arhats, behind whom sat cross-legged with many monks, almost filling the entire Guanyin Temple. The monks turned the Buddhist beads and chanted the scriptures, and the Sanskrit sound was bursting in a low tone, as if Xia Qing and the others were all regarded as air.

Xia Qing was even more in a trance, feeling like she was in a dream.

The white-clothed man with a high crown on his head floated in, it was raining heavily outside, but there was not a drop of water on his body, and he spread out the scroll in his hand and read it aloud, "The Bodhisattva Xingjun received the order, the Immortal Emperor has an order, the Night Dragon King is not subject to the jurisdiction of the Immortal Court, and violates the ban of the Immortal Kingdom to set off a monstrous flood to ravage the world, and orders you to kill the Night Dragon King immediately, there must be no mistake!"

"Compliance...... Purpose......"

An ethereal voice sounded in the temple, the statue of Guanyin opened its eyes, and pulled out a huge long knife with a sonorous sound, the blade alone was seven or eight meters long, and the body shook and swept out with the long knife, raising his head and letting out a long roar, "Night Dragon King, suffer death......

The speed of the one-armed Guanyin was super fast, and the voice came from dozens of miles away, as if it was ten miles in one step; the next moment, there was a dragon roar in the distance, and then there was a terrible scream, and the poisonous mist rolled violently, and blood rained in the air; with a slight tilt, a huge black shadow fell from the sky with a heavy bang, smashing the ground and shaking like an earthquake, as if the sky had been torn apart and a mountain had fallen.

With the lightning and thunder, and with the help of the light of lightning, people found that it was not a mountain that fell outside the door, but the head of a giant dragon, a head larger than the temple of Guanyin, and it was impossible to imagine how huge its body was.

The white light flickered, and the one-armed Guanyin flew back, and said lightly, 'Fortunately, not dishonored', and inserted the huge long knife into the scabbard with a sonorous sound.

"Wei ...... Wu ......"

The arhats chanted aloud, sacred and solemn.

"Thank you Bodhisattva Xingjun, goodbye!"

The man in white arched his hand, turned around and floated out of the Guanyin Temple, holding up the huge giant dragon's head with one hand, and walked away like this. Behind him, the one-armed Guanyin slowly closed his eyes and turned into a stone statue again, and the bright starlight slowly disappeared, and the arhats and monks gradually disappeared.

Xia Qing rubbed his eyes and found that the incense burner on the offering table was missing, the cloth curtain hanging on the beams of the room was full of dust, and cobwebs appeared in the corners again. The rain was heavier, and the poisonous mist was rolling, but there was no more blood rain, only a deep pit smashed by the head of a giant dragon.

"What's going on? The Bodhisattva has appeared?"

People also reacted and exclaimed, it felt like a dream. The people of the Tianlong clan are okay, but Hei Yuan and the other black dragon nine sons are all trembling, and they don't know who took the lead first, and they rushed out of the Guanyin Temple in a swarm to flee for their lives, lest the one-armed Guanyin catch up. The black abyss, which is powerful in cultivation, is no exception, and he doesn't know when the Heavenly Dragon Whip falls to the ground, and he doesn't care about picking it up, so he hurriedly runs for his life. Just now, the giant dragon head that suddenly fell from the sky frightened them all. To them, this strange Guanyin Temple was a hundred times more terrifying than the highest level evil god temple, ten thousand times more terrifying!

Hai Beili slowly put down the sharp divine blade, and as soon as Hei Yuan and the others left, the temple was completely safe.

Xia Qing was still in a trance.

"Bodhisattva Star Monarch...... , the ban of the fairy kingdom...... , this Guanyin temple is also a relic of the fairy kingdom?"

Xia Qing muttered suspiciously, remembering that there were no immortal ruins nearby, recalling the map of the Immortal Kingdom Galaxy that he saw in the Linglong Immortal Palace, and sure enough, he couldn't find the Guanyin Temple on it, "It's strange, there is obviously no one in the map of the Immortal Kingdom Galaxy, how could someone come here to convey the will of the Immortal Emperor?" Also, how could this one-armed Guanyin be called the Bodhisattva Star Monarch?"

A familiar scene appeared again, just like the experience of Ethereal City, Xia Qing was sure that it was very likely that he happened to go back in time again, and saw the scene of the one-armed Guanyin killing the so-called Night Dragon King. It may have happened thousands of years ago, but for some reason, it reappeared on this rainy night of lightning and thunder.

Why is something from a long time ago repeating itself again?

Is it deliberately to scare the murderous Black Dragon Nine Sons, or is this kind of time-lapse thing especially related to oneself? Or is it the guidance of the ethereal fairy, the arrangement of fate?

The more Xia Qing thought about it, the more confused she became, and she vaguely felt that there seemed to be some clues in the dark, or something was hinting at, but she couldn't figure it out. While he was pondering, the old man Tianlong walked over with the support of the clansmen, "Young Master Xia, thank you." ”

"Thank you, Childe, for saving your life!"

"Thank you, Childe......"

The people of the Tianlong clan saluted one after another, and many women shed tears.

Xia Qing smiled bitterly and finally came back to his senses, "Don't thank me, it wasn't me who really saved you from the hands of the Black Dragon Nine Sons, but this Guanyin statue, if you want to thank you, worship this statue." ”

Hai Beili glanced up at the statue of Guanyin, her eyes puzzled, as if even she didn't know what was going on.