It was a great honor to go to the Temple of Light, so Tan Sang now mentioned the complicated skirts of the medieval European court and stepped on high heels to the main hall.

The Temple of Light is really a "light" temple, with simple white color and beautiful golden lines.

The seventeen-cornered lanterns hanging high are dazzling and dazzling, and the hall is illuminated by a giant light bulb of 8 kilowatts.

Tan Sang couldn't help but cover her eyes, because she saw Catherine not far away, it was just spicy eyes.

A good golden court intricate long skirt, partial to this person likes to carve, a small golden bud.

Such high-end and high-grade clothes, but she chose the kind of little white lotus makeup that I feel sorry for.

Isn't this just a chicken that just wants to become a phoenix?

I couldn't help but laugh out loud thinking about it.

Not knowing what she was laughing at, Keberg asked, "Sister Sangsang, why are you smiling?" ”

Tan Sang shook his head and glanced up at Catherine.

"Nothing."

Keberg scratched his head, his eyes became resentful, and his eyes were full of words: Why didn't Sister Sangsang tell me anything?

Does Sister Sangsang have other brothers outside?

The high priest sat on it, looking at Tan Sang, who was belated, and the old man sighed in his heart.

A gifted, but unfortunately brainless; One has a brain, but this ability is not enough.

The rest of the one is even more infuriating.

Except that Sangsang's sister is still Sangsang's sister, a big man is not serious.

The long beard was a little angry.

The high priest moved his crutches: "I guess everyone should know the reason why I invited you here!" ”

With a slight wave, each person has a dossier.

"In the past thousand years, my Temple of Light has not given birth to a dragon god, and recently, Shura's killing monsters are ready to move, and today's plan is only to rely on your concerted efforts to resist Shura."

Tan Sang weighed the things in his hand, and knew that there was not only one dossier in it, but also a magic weapon in his hand.

Sure enough, the high priest said, "There are weapons prepared for you in the dossier, and I hope you will use them well." ”

Tan Sang naturally had to see what the old man was going to give, urging the magic, and suddenly, the thing in his hand seemed to explode.

The overwhelming steam was like a burst of magic, mixed with Tan Sang's magic, and quickly rushed away in all directions.

Like a raging wind, thunderstorms roared.

However, this magic weapon seems to have a consciousness of its own, and after attacking the magic to split the surface, it slammed into everyone.

Tan Sang immediately opened the magic array, to trap all these riotous magics, but to trap such powerful magic, it was not enough for Tan Sang to be completely trapped.

But Tan Sang actually used himself as a container to put all the magic ...... Absorbed?!

What kind of operation is this?!

The dust mist gradually dissipated, and such a powerful, almost fifteenth-order magic, not a single person present was injured!

Just because of this one person.

She alone could resist such a powerful and domineering magic?!

Everyone had to sigh again, Tan Sang is amazing.

When all the smoke cleared, the woman's bright red court dress and a beautiful rose bloomed behind her.

Her soft, blonde hair was pouring down like seaweed.

The peach blossom-like lips are hooked, and the white and slender fingers like the roots of green onions gently brush the blood on the corners of the lips.

Such a look, beautiful publicity, beautiful thrilling.