It can hook the soul, crush and kill, and integrate the treacherous and domineering into one, and this temple of death is also.

The operating mechanism of the Temple of Death, the origin of the consciousness inside, is not only what Gu Dongping wants to explore, but also the empire.

In other words, as long as there are forces with extreme power, there is no one who is not curious and wants to watch.

But not to mention the six guys who don't know the origin in the void sitting at the portal, it is the ontology structure of the Temple of Death, and the dense laws of death are enough to discourage many people.

And at this moment, Shenzhou is ethereal, there are countless monsters, and lives are devastated.

Race continues to come first, and in this regard, few people who have eaten the gall of a leopard provoke the Temple of Death. At least Gu Dongping has not heard of this news.

As for whether the empire had covert operations?

That's a certainty, any peak force will not watch the Temple of Death do whatever it wants, even if it may represent heaven and earth.

But within the empire, with other holy clans, there is little news coming out, which is already very revealing.

Confirming that the Temple of Death was gone, Gu Dongping hung the butcher in his hand to his waist, and the long knife was reduced to half of its original size.

When this knife was first born, it directly shocked the spirituality of the ice and fire twin knives, and almost killed all the collection of Gu Dongping's knife techniques, which shows the butcher's domineering.

He rejects almost all substances.

Neither the artifact void nor the rune space is safe.

The dim long knife didn't look like an existence comparable to an artifact at all, and the murderous intent was all constricted, and it looked unremarkable, and only those who had seen him understood the meaning of the butcher's represent.

The collection of sinisterity, the way of the most holy of killing.

Now it's back.

The bloodlines of the alien beasts and spirit clans in Shunyi Province are all dead, and all that remains is the ordinary human race.

These people are either average in their own strength, living with the mutated Terrans and playing a logistical role, or they have completely fallen to the side of the alien beasts.

There are also those who live alone outside the city, spontaneously nesting in the congregations that form them. Most of these people survived. Of course, there are also forces that escaped after showing strange suspicions in the Wang family earlier.

The heavy snow killed people even Gu Dongping himself didn't know much. Although the souls and flesh of these people are melted into the butcher on the waist.

This is also the terrible method of the most holy killing, the absence of bones is only the foundation, and the sinking of the soul is the fundamental.

This is also the reason for the anger of the Temple of Death, in addition to the unjustified disaster suffered by the arsenal below, and more importantly, Gu Dongping used it according to his soul, which has stolen part of the authority of the law of death.

Thinking of the arsenal, Gu Dongping looked down again.

Most of the arsenal below had melted into slag in the snowflakes, and holes leading to the ground had appeared. According to the information previously known, it is not surprising that these caves will lead to unknown realms, but for some reason, there are no massive monsters at this moment.

Having personally explored the inside, Gu Dongping naturally saw the monster's exaggerated strength.

Going down from above, he found that the monster strength was not as large as he imagined, and the few arsenals had nearly a thousand numbers, but it had also ended here, and there was no blowout.

Otherwise, the people who survived the heavy snow below would not be able to survive the monsters.

Shunyi Province will not be paralyzed for a while and a half, and as for the survivor Gu Dongping, there is no need to deal with them, and the Yongquan vision behind him will be put away little by little, and then the violent void source power will be retracted little by little.

As the Void Source Force became calmer, the light of the sun that had just appeared shot out angrily from the distant sky, revealing the long-term darkness, and Gu Dongping disappeared in a ray of light, as if a piece of darkness had fallen here forever.

Gu Dongping has not forgotten a person.

The last essence of the Holy Son's soul did not escape from his palm, and he had a complete understanding of the planning of this operation. When he left Luquan County, he was already confused, and he was concerned about Gu Xiaoyu, so he just wanted to leave quickly, so that he ignored a person.

Chang Lin.

This artifact master, who was supposed to be in charge and whose duty was also to sit in Luquan County, actually took a step forward.

It turned out that Chang Lin went to Shunyi Province alone to investigate the situation inside, and he had already laid the groundwork for today's events, no wonder he always had an indescribable strange feeling, as soon as he saw Chang Lin, he had this feeling.

At that time, Gu Dongping was puzzled, but now he has the answer,

How he wished he could never see the answer.

The uprooting of the Black Tiger's roots in Shunyi Province only reduced the anger in his heart a little, and only all those involved paid the price, paying their worst price.

In this way, Gu Dongping can feel a little at ease.

Not for revenge, but for sacrifice.

Therefore, Chang Lin will die.

Back in Luquan County, the city gradually returned to order.

The Holy Son is dead, and the Void Behemoth Creations that are hiding in the arsenal to control the array are all at a standstill at this moment, and the connection of the Holy Son in the Eastern Continent has disappeared, and things, including bloodworms, have fallen into dormancy.

Gu Dongping glanced at Luquan County and ignored it. Returned to Mujing Manor.

As the foundation of ancient and modern billions, Mujing Manor was an important base of the first batch of ancient families at the beginning of the great changes in heaven and earth, and in the defense of Xuanwu Province, once there was a battle in Mujing Manor, the latest support would arrive within an hour and a half.

Since the Great War of the Eastern Continent, Gu Dongping rarely returned to Mujing Manor, but lived in Jieren Mountain.

At this moment, he found that Mu Jing Manor had changed a lot. On one side of the mountain, the originally lush trees have turned into a flat land, on which there are rows of ancient family armor soldiers stationed.

The reason the armor is on standby here is because there is an arsenal not far away.

The lake in the manor is a full circle larger than before, and the red lotus flowers have just stretched out of the flower bones, deep red and still carrying the pink of the morning dew.

In the morning light, it shines brightly.

Faintly, it seems that he has returned to the old days, like a child, growing up and playing here. His footprints are everywhere here.

The lotus leaves are shaking, the blue waves are rippling, from late spring, to cool summer, through the scorching heat, across the late autumn, ushering in heavy snow, bidding farewell to the new spring.

In the ancient private school, when the homework is heavy, this is the only place where he can eliminate his worries. After entering the genealogy, Gu Dongping's talent was not outstanding, and during that period of time, Hu Zhiwei was one of his few friends, and he was also his best foil when he had low self-esteem.

Hu Zhiwei always controls just right. Looking back, Hu Zhiwei's head was destroyed by his order!

Lu Yuanhai disappeared mysteriously back then, and he is still not seen today. Han Lingxue, the goddess of learning back then, embarked on a completely different path,

Gathering the information from Li Meiqing, Gu Dongping knew how this girl climbed up little by little. Every inch of effort, and how Nirvana. Even her father was already dead.

It seems like just a ring.

At that time, Gu Jinyi always sat in the study, listening to the falling leaves of the purple trees, watching the growth of young children, step by step.

At that time, the study was mysterious and tall for Gu Dongping, and he was always afraid of it.

At that time, he remembered that Gu Jinyi had just established the status of the Gu family and the garrison in Luquan County, and the fat man was still thin at that time, just like when he was last stationed in the gun.

At that time, Zhang Xin was still obsessed with pharmaceutical research, which was a buffer zone between ancient and modern Yi and the ancient family. At that time, Gu Hailin was not yet in a high position in the military department, and he was still an elder of the Gu family.

At that time, Zhang Qiang was not old now, he was still a swarthy old man, like an old farmer, and serving Gu Dongping was his hobby at that time, Gu Dongping still remembered the prickly beard and scarred hands.

Then Gu Xiaoyu was born......

Then Gu Dongping grew up......

Back then, back then, then, those things, those people..... Gu Dongping walked to the study room of Gu Jinyi and sat down, looking at the young lotus swaying in the distance, like a child shaking his head......

It's been years, and it's gone.