The huge muffled sound was like a huge thunder being covered in the quilt, and the dull and exciting hearts of the people all over the city were about to jump out.

Such a loud noise alarmed half of the people in the city at once!

What kind of person dares to break into the temple? This is simply insane!

After everyone could distinguish the source of the sound, looking at the picture of Zhou Xiao colliding with the outer formation of the temple in mid-air, countless people's faces flashed with horror.

The temple is in this world, but it is the top power, and at the same time, it is the place of faith in the hearts of most people, the land of light, and the place of awe of countless people.

However, now that someone dares to blatantly attack the temple, this is like a great rebellion!

Many people are filled with endless anger in their hearts!

And even more angry than the bystanders were the clergy in the temple!

Just now, in the middle of the temple, a young woman in a gold-rimmed white robe was sitting on a seat in the center with a solemn expression.

She has a thoughtful face, like a goddess, her eyes are pure, like glass, her breath is obscure, and she is as deep as the sea.

Below, two young men dressed in white sacrificial clothes are respectfully recounting to the woman the results of this operation, as well as what they have seen and heard.

These people were the supporters who had come from the other side of the ocean, and this woman was the Preparatory Virgin of the Temple. And the two young men were white-robed sacrifices.

Beside them, there were several people in sacrificial robes, all like sculptures, their faces condensed.

Hearing the report of the two young white-robed priests, the face of the Preparatory Saint Maiden was calm, without a trace of waves, just the occasional flash of obscure divine light in her eyes, indicating the fluctuations in her heart.

In fact, they came here this time, not because of the request for help from Crescent Island, but because they received an order from the Great Priest of the Heavenly Oracle.

Generally speaking, in a closed place like Crescent Island, even if it is destroyed, the temple may not necessarily send people to support, let alone prepare a big man like the Holy Maiden!

The temple has always been high, treating human disputes as if they were mortal, and even their voices have determined the change of ordinary states and the rise and fall of dynasties.

Therefore, their every move often tugs at the heartstrings of thousands of nobles.

Although the Preparatory Saints are not very powerful in terms of authority, and there may be many of them, their status belongs to the upper echelons of the temple.

And when such a character comes to a place like Crescent Island, the person in charge of the branch hall of the temple here is in white robes, and he has to serve respectfully.

You must know that the people who came with the Preparatory Holy Maiden had several white-robed sacrifices, and each of them was no less than the person in charge of the branch hall.

What's more, this Preparatory Saintess is also the granddaughter of the Heavenly Oracle Great Priest Ya Yunping, and is known as the most likely candidate to become the next generation of Saintess!

It's just that just when these people were discussing in the temple, a huge roar came from outside the temple, and the sound was so loud that the entire temple was shaking, and even some low-strength clergy were directly buzzing in their heads, and their eyes were dark.

And the preparatory saintess Yaxuan raised her eyebrows even more, and her divine thoughts broke through the air in an instant, and she saw the bursting scene outside.

"Who dares to break into the temple! It's just bold!" Among the several white-robed sacrifices, three of them flew out of the main hall in the first time, looking at Zhou Xiao in mid-air.

The other white-robed sacrifices were furrowed, and their eyes were full of murderous intent.

It's just that the good discipline made them stand calmly beside the Preparatory Saint Yaxuan, even though their hearts were full of anger, quietly waiting for her orders.

The Preparatory Saintess Yaxuan was still sitting motionless on the main seat in the main hall, like a goddess, looking at the outside of the hall with calm eyes, no anger, no smile, calm and palpitating.

"I went, and I actually hit the turtle shell mountain!"

Outside the temple, Zhou Xiao hit his head on the formation of the temple, and then ignored the angry shouts of the three white-robed sacrifices, muttering a little annoyed.

Although this collision didn't cause him any damage, it blew his hair and lowered his force a lot!

This made Zhou Xiao, who pays attention to image very much, slightly unhappy.

But fortunately, with him hitting it like this, it seems to have attracted a lot of attention.

I saw that in my mind, all of them were messages of emotional energy, although they were all negative.

He looked at the transparent shield in front of him, reached out and touched it, and then, ripples appeared, and ripples like water waves spread in mid-air.

This shield was so large that it completely enveloped the temple palace complex within a radius of several thousand meters, and its defensive power was also extremely amazing.

You must know that his collision just now is at least equivalent to the full force of a Mortal Realm cultivator!

However, even so, he was unable to pass through the shield, which shows how strong the shield is.

His divine thoughts were released, shrouded in shields, and he carefully examined the key to them, only to find that the core of these shields was actually a statue of a god standing in the center of the temple group!

The statue of the god is a woman, with a handsome face and a graceful figure, dressed in a light veil, looking down at her, although she is only a dead thing, but as if she were alive, with a great and solemn majesty.

Somehow, Zhou Xiao always felt that this goddess statue seemed a little familiar.

"Bold and fanatical, dare to blaspheme the goddess, and deserve the punishment of holy fire!" The three white-robed sacrifices were simply mad!

The person in front of him not only broke into the temple, but also stood there blatantly when he was discovered!

After being discovered by them, he was still unscrupulous, and in the face of their reprimand, he also ignored it.

And, the most damn thing is that they noticed Zhou Xiao's eyes, looking at the statue at the highest place in the center of the temple, it was even blasphemous!

What a damn thing!

"Hey, let me ask you a question, is that the goddess you believe in? By the way, have you ever seen her?" Zhou Xiao looked at the tall statue of the goddess in the center of the temple, and turned his head to ask the three white-robed sacrifices.

"Blasphemer, you deserve to die!"

"The goddess is the lord of heaven, how can we mortals see it!"

"When I die, my soul will return to heaven!"

Although the three white-robed sacrifices were eager to kill Zhou Xiao, they still said a word before they acted.

"So you haven't seen her!" Zhou Xiao thought for a moment, and then said, "I think your goddess statue is wrong!

"Death!"

The three white-robed sacrifices couldn't hold back any longer, and directly shot and performed magic skills!

The three white lights, even in the eye, were still as clear and dazzling as the bright light in the night.

And these three rays of light are not only dazzling, but in Zhou Xiao's perception, they also carry the power of the burning sun and the power of incineration!

The scientific explanation is that the light ions in it are constantly impacting and oscillating, and the high temperature generated in it can melt the steel in an instant!

And at this moment, three white lights condensed into a sword in the air in the blink of an eye, directly through the light shield of the temple, and shot towards Zhou Xiao, the speed was amazing!

Recently, the thinking is a little blocked, and there is only a general idea of the things behind, and the specific context has not been sorted out, and there is a feeling that I think about something but can't write it.

Well, this feeling, colloquially called, dystocia......

(End of chapter)