The materials consumed by the Snake Saint's temple are enough for Su Daoxing to build hundreds of temples, even if the four temples of Wei Temple, Buddha Temple, Demon Temple, and Yuan Temple together are not as much as one-tenth of the consumables of the Snake Saint Temple.

Su Daoxing had the urge to rob the Snake Saint Temple, and as soon as he sensed it, he found that there were at least two monk-level snake demons around the temple, and ten monk-level snake demons were in charge, so he dispelled the idea of robbing the Holy Temple.

"The ghost saint wrote in a biography about the temple within the temple, the construction method of the image in the image. If I build a temple within a temple in the human world, I will definitely be killed by a saint, and if I build a temple within a temple in the abyssal realm, I won't have so many scruples. Su Daoxing had a flash of inspiration in his mind and thought of a wonderful method.

During the day, the snake demons built the snake holy icon, and at night, the snake demons left one after another, leaving only some low-level snake demons to guard the temple.

When night fell, Su Daoxing quietly entered the temple of the Snake Saint, and after snatching the Snake Saint Icon, he took out a carving knife and dug a hole in the dark behind the Icon and entered the Icon.

The abdomen of the Snake Saint was very large, and Su Daoxing directly dug a hole leading to the abdomen of the Snake Saint with a carving knife, and carved a statue of his own god inside the icon.

"If the Snake Saint is still in the Abyssal Realm, if he finds out that I have carved a god statue inside his holy icon, it is estimated that he will hunt me down to the human world. Su Daoxing smiled, carved runes on the idol, and suddenly, he had a feeling that he was connected to the idol's flesh and blood.

"The statue in the statue has been built, and the temple in the temple is built below, so I can use the statue to steal the incense of the snake saint. Su Daoxing snatched out the holy image of the snake saint, and took advantage of the night to carve a holy mark inside the holy temple.

As soon as the morning dawned, Su Daoxing immediately hid in the belly of the Snake Holy Icon, closed his breath, and stayed there motionless.

Knock!

At the end of the day's construction and nightfall, Su Daoxing walked out of the icon and began to engrave the holy mark on the temple.

In a flash, half a month has passed!

The temple and icon of the snake saint have been completed, and Su Daoxing has completed the construction of the temple within the temple at the same time, and he has carved the holy mark on the entire snake holy temple.

As long as it wasn't a sage-level figure who came in person, no one would be able to find out that Su Daoxing had carved the holy mark of his own temple in the Snake Holy Temple.

"The temple is complete!"

All the basilisks erupted in cheers.

"Icon, stand!"

A cultivator-level snake demon checked the icon of the snake saint and found that the icon was perfect, and shouted towards the outside of the temple.

The snake demons shouted another earth-shattering cheer.

A breathless aura so powerful that it was suffocating descended, and the cultivator-level snake demon came to the holy temple, and he swept the holy temple and the holy statue with his will.

Su Daoxing, who was staying in the belly of the Snake Holy Icon, was so nervous that he almost suffocated, if he was discovered, he would definitely die, it was the first time he was so close to the edge of death.

The cultivator-level snake demon just casually swept the surface of the holy icon, and he didn't find the holy mark engraved by Su Daoxing, so he put away his will and said to the snake demons outside the temple: "In seven days, a grand ceremony will be held for our clan, and the people of the hundred tribes of our clan will be invited to come to the Snake Temple to offer gifts." ”

"Yes!"

"Inform the hundreds, seven days later, the Snake Holy Temple will present a gift!"

"Millions of people, all gifts!"

The shouts of the snake demons shook the four wilds.

Su Daoxing closed his breath, and he didn't even dare to let out his senses.

The cultivator-level snake demon cultivated in a pavilion next to the Snake Holy Temple.

Su Daoxing stayed in the belly of the holy icon, not daring to step out of the holy image, for fear of being discovered by the cultivator-level snake demon.

One after another, a group of snake demons came to the surroundings of the temple, looking for an open space to stay.

For seven days in a row, a group of snake demons in different costumes came to the temple every day to stay, and finally the number of snake demons reached 100,000.

The snake demon clan is known as a million people, and there are 100,000 people who come to the snake holy temple to offer gifts, and it seems that the snake demon is only a lot more than a million people.

The Snake Holy Temple was surrounded by 100,000 black oppressive snake demons, Su Daoxing felt that he was surrounded, and when he felt the scene of the snake mountain and the snake sea, his scalp was numb.

Swish!

A terrifying aura appeared on the side of the temple, and a cultivator-level snake demon appeared on the side of the temple.

Swish!

Another cultivator-level snake demon appeared in front of the temple.

Swish!

In front of the temple, a fourth cultivator-level snake demon appeared.

The four cultivator-level snake demons are here!

The four cultivator-level snake demons guarded the mines, medicine valleys, military workshops, and holy temples respectively, and the characters that were rarely seen in ordinary times gathered at the Snake Holy Temple.

The snake is roaring!

"Please ask the Great Patriarch to inscribe the Holy Plaque!"

"Please ask the second patriarch to inscribe the holy monument!"

"Please ask the three patriarchs to inscribe the Holy Gate!"

"Please invite the newly appointed four patriarchs to watch the ceremony!"

A cultivator-level snake demon bowed to the four cultivator-level snake demons and said loudly.

The patriarch casually wrote the three snake inscriptions of "Snake Temple" on a holy plaque.

The two patriarchs wrote on the holy monument in front of the temple "Snake Saint Evergreen".

The three patriarchs wrote two mysterious runes on the holy door of the temple.

"Gift!"

The 100,000 people of the snake demon took out the wooden box one after another, opened the wooden box, and the power of incense flew out of the wooden box and floated into the Snake Holy Temple.

The power of incense, also known as the power of faith, is the power of faith formed by the prayers of believers for the existence of gods.

The power of the vast incense gathered in the temple, and three pillar-like incense sticks appeared in the hands of the serpent icon.

The four cultivator-level snake demons looked at the three incense sticks in the hands of the snake saint icon, and their eyes showed greed.

Airplanes!

At the moment when the 100,000 people of the snake demon offered their gifts, a black sword appeared in the temple without warning and shot at a stick of incense in the hand of the snake holy icon.

"Damn, Wang Hanqing, you can't die well!" a cultivator-level snake demon roared angrily.

A stick of incense turned into the power of incense and slammed into the black sword, directly disintegrating the black sword into nothingness.

The power of a stick of incense is powerful!

"Catch Wang Hanqing!"

The four cultivator-level snake demons shot at the same time and flew towards a human cultivator hidden among the 100,000 people.

Su Dao, who was in the belly of the holy icon, saw that there were three more incense sticks in his idol's hand, although these three incense sticks were only one-tenth of the three incense sticks in the hands of the snake holy icon, he was already very satisfied.

"Marshal Wang Hanqing, one of the top ten marshals of the military department?" Su Daoxing heard the roar of the cultivator-level snake demon, and thought to himself that Wang Hanqing in the mouth of the snake demon could be Wang Hanqing, one of the ten marshals of the Eastern Earth Dynasty Military Department?

The sound of a fight sounded outside the temple, and a middle-aged man was besieged by the four cultivator-level snake demons, and he used his spatial magic power to teleport to the sky.

The four snake demon powerhouses chased after the middle-aged cultivator Wang Hanqing.

A dark shadow silently appeared in the temple of the Serpent Saint.

"Marshal Ben's small will clone led away the four old snake demons, hehe! The incense condensed by the power of the incense that the four old snake demons collected with great effort is cheap for me. The shadow appeared, it was Wang Hanqing.