Chapter 887 The two sides go to war, each chooses an opponent (ask for subscriptions, rewards)

As soon as this guy's words were finished, all the cultivators of the Western Temple saw a group of people flying in the sky above the Eastern Sea.

One by one, they were either in the sky or in the sword, and the momentum was like a rainbow, and they flew unstoppably towards this side.

This battle immediately made the cultivators of the Western Temple feel a burst of horror and horror: the Huaxia cultivation world was able to organize such a grand counterattack scene?

All Western cultivators felt a burst of incredulity.

Didn't it mean that the Eastern Cultivation Realm had already been occupied by the several great gods sent out by the Divine Temple, those iron-masked warriors, and the Western cultivators?

Presumably, those Eastern cultivators should also be imprisoned, or already enslaved.

How could there be such a large-scale counteroffensive?

But now, all the Western cultivators believed what the person who came to report said, could it be that those Divine Venerables, Iron Mask Warriors, and Western cultivators had really been wiped out by the Eastern cultivators, and their corpses were left in the Huaxia Cultivation Realm forever?

Especially these Western cultivators, seeing the figure of the moon robe cloak in the crowd of Eastern monks flying by, wasn't that the Ming God Venerable, one of the Eight Great Divine Venerables?

He was already among the group of Eastern cultivators, could he really have rebelled?

"Myojinzun, good, very good, dare to betray the temple. Today, this Dharma Protector is bound to break your body into pieces!"

Zuo Protector, who was holding a cold soldier heavy sword, was full of blood and blood, his face was full of anger, and his strong killing intent could not be concealed.

"The ...... It seems to be a princess of the Western Bloods?"

Someone saw that among the group of people in the sky, following Mingshenzun, a blonde and blue-eyed beauty flew over, and immediately exclaimed.

This princess of the blood clan is endlessly charming and enchanting, which many Western men desire but can't get.

Unexpectedly, he also became a prodigal who betrayed the Western Temple and threw himself into the small Eastern cultivation world.

Simply unforgivable.

"Destroy the Eastern cultivators, do you have any confidence?!"

The cold soldier heavy sword in the left protector's hand asked loudly.

"Yes!"

All Western Temple cultivators were filled with righteous indignation.

"The Eastern cultivators are inhumane, they killed our compatriots and rebelled against our temple gods, and they deserve to be punished!"

The shouting of the Left Protector and the encouragement of morale before the war are a necessary link.

"Be punished!"

All the Western Temple cultivators were in a crowd.

"Are you willing to follow this Dharma Protector and kill them without leaving a single piece of armor behind!"

Seeing that the morale was high, the left protector added fuel to the fire again.

"Swear to follow the Dharma Protector to the death, and swear to defend the temple to the death!"

All the Western cultivators jumped into the air in unison, forming a human wall. Holding a blade in his hand, he exuded a fierce momentum all over his body, vowing to have a bloody battle with the Eastern cultivators.

The Eastern cultivators, thousands of feet away from the huge temple, all stood in the void and no longer approached.

Gu Bei took a step in the void first, his eyes swept indifferently towards these people, and finally focused on the left and right protectors, and said indifferently: "What about your hall master, let him come out and die!"

The words were indifferent and indifferent, but they were filled with an unrivaled contempt and domineering.

Gu Bei's loud shout immediately made the Eastern cultivators behind him laugh, and shouted loudly one by one: "Our co-lord is here, hurry up and let your bullshit hall master come out and die!"

"No, it's for you bullshit hall masters to come out and kneel and lick!"

......

Zhao Baitong's figure moved, and he had already come to Gu Bei's side, "Sir, what's that, that rough-looking man, leave it to the master." Master, I don't like him very much!"

This Zhao Baitong actually came to pick an opponent, and pointed to the left protector who was holding the cold soldier's heavy sword, and said contemptuously.

"That white-clothed yin man, I'll deal with it!"

Another strong wind flickered, the dragon was fierce, and a dragon domineering spirit escaped out, and the nose sword was already pointing at the right protector holding a folding fan.

The Eastern cultivators in the back were directly stunned, and at the same time, praised these two people.

That's the left and right protectors of the Western Temple, except for the Lord of the Western Temple, these two are the most powerful existences.

The two subordinates around Gu Bei actually challenged directly!

Nima, how confident is this?

"Stinky boy, that black guy is handed over to my sister!" At this time, a fragrant breeze wafted in, the shadows flickered, and the charm was fully revealed, Su Qingshuang had already come to Gu Bei's side.

The slender jade fingers as shallots poked out, and the charming and seductive pointed at the dark god beside the left protector, and the crisp bones made a charming sound.

At this moment, those oriental cultivators in the back were almost like hearing the sound of heavenly temptation, especially the male cultivators, who were all fascinated and couldn't find the north.

Looking at those cultivators in the Western Temple, even if in their impression, Su Qingshuang did not belong to their aesthetic category, at this moment Su Qingshuang was just a gesture, a movement, a look, and a fluttering voice.

It has already made most of the people in the Western Temple show a nymphomaniac expression.

It seems that in an instant, God has become a girl, and she is fascinated.

After Zuo Protector shouted, those cultivators came back to their senses, and they immediately had palpitations in their hearts.

Looking at the dark god around Zuo Protector, it is called a grievance, one of the eight gods in the dignified manner, was provoked by an oriental girl, it is a great shame.

I was trembling with anger.

With this provocation, those cultivators in the East were immediately full of confidence. What about the sheer number of miscellaneous items in your Western Temple?

But our Eastern cultivators are stronger than you.

With 12,000 people, against more than 25,000 people, the Eastern cultivators did suffer a little.

However, this was not an ordinary cold weapon battle, but a battle between cultivators who could fly away and destroy the world. Can it be that a large number of people can solve the problem?

If there are more people to solve the problem, in the battle of Lulu Mountain, how can the entire cultivation world not be able to treat the co-master?!

Therefore, at this moment, in the past two or three months, the Western Divine Temple, which had oppressed and feared the Eastern cultivators a lot, had already had the lowest impact at this moment.

They were no longer afraid of Western cultivators.

However, Zuo Protector still didn't look down on the rabble in front of him, and stared at Mingshenzun with gloomy eyes: "Mingshenzun, do you regret choosing to be with them?"

"The cultivation method of the power of the moonlight can only be given to you by the Great Temple. But you have chosen to submit to the rabble in the east, well, very well! Even if this Dharma Protector doesn't kill you today, your cultivation will stop there!"

Zuo Protector scolded a little bitterly, obviously not understanding why Ming Shenzun would betray the temple.

"Left, do you really think that the temples headed by your left and right protectors are extremely benevolent to the eight great gods and the disciples of the temple?" Mingshenzun had already communicated, with a touch of sarcasm on his face, his right hand was raised, and an incomparably pure moonlight power condensed, "Do you know what this is? Left, you won't know that you, the ants looking at the sky and the frogs at the bottom of the well, will never come into contact with such a profound technique!"

(End of chapter)