Chapter 297: The Templar Army Comes Out

"This is," the Grand Master of the Holy Hall, that is, Split Wutian, frowned like knives and asked.

Although his strength is unfathomable and can be called the first in the Holy Temple, he is only slightly involved in this kind of divination, and he does not have the time to study it further, so he does not know much about it.

"This hexagram is Qianshang Hui Yuan, Heng, Zhenzhen, seeing the dragons without a leader, proving that our holy church will be in great danger" Lan Teng said while trembling his lower lip: "In addition, this hexagram also indicates that if our holy church does nothing more, there will be a catastrophe in the sky, and there will be no place to turn over." ”

"Nonsense"

When Split Wutian heard this, he suddenly roared angrily, and his body burst out with a coercion that made Lan Teng almost suffocate.

Lan Teng was so frightened that he sat down directly on the ground, and begged: "My subordinates will never dare to deceive the court master, this, this hexagram is true."

"Get up, there is a saying about this hexagram, and you must not reveal it to the outside world, otherwise be careful of the head on your neck. In addition, go and call the three court masters of the Holy Hall, the Elder of the Overlord Army, it seems that this time, we are going to have a big game" Speaking of this, a terrifying golden light actually bloomed in Split Wutian's eyes, as if it pierced Elder Blue Vine's heart.

This frightened Elder Lan Teng's legs weak, and he quickly knelt on the ground, slowly squirmed backwards, and withdrew from the room.

"Yes, my subordinates will go. ”

It wasn't until after he withdrew from the room that Elder Lan Teng wiped the sweat from his forehead that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, he felt a cracking pain in his chest, as if his real heart was almost pierced by the golden light, but fortunately it was just an illusion, which made him very happy. However, the thought of going to meet the perverse and violent Third Court Master soon, the wrinkled face was bitter again.

After two months, Ji Dong still hadn't found Ku Ling's hiding place.

It made him almost never want to find it

And during this time, three more people came to the realization of nine ancient stone tablets and got the opportunity to enter the treasure house.

It's a pity that Ji Dong has already put away those treasures that seem to be more precious, so they are destined to not get any good treasures.

As for why Ji Dong didn't put away all those treasures

For this point, Ji Dong is very thoughtful and long-term. He knew that if someone went in and couldn't find the treasure, then it was very likely that people would guess something, and the forces of the countries might retreat if they saw that they couldn't get any benefits. In that case, if the temple comes, how can Ji Dong let the snipe and mussels compete with each other, so that the fisherman can benefit

Of course, in Ji Dong's opinion, the treasure was not very good, and those people were still ecstatic when they got it, which made Ji Dong feel a little relieved.

Time passes slowly in this situation

If this continues to develop, it will eventually be three years later, the Tailuo Heavenly Stone Tablet Forest will disappear, and the forces of all countries will leave.

This made Ji Dong very puzzled, why the holy church hadn't come yet

Could it be that they really don't look down on the treasures here?

Coincidentally, just when Ji Dong was entangled in this point, on this day, finally, the main court of the Holy Hall made a comeback.

It was a great weather.

The sun is shining, and there is no white cloud in the blue sky.

"It's so pleasant."

A soldier belonging to the power of nations was holding a spear and yawning.

In winter, when the sun is warm, this is the most suitable environment for sleeping, and if he wants to sleep beautifully at this moment, how comfortable it should be, even if there is no bed, he is willing to lie anywhere.

Thinking of this, he secretly looked around, but when he saw that the chief was staring at him like a torch, he quickly covered his mouth with his hand and made a look of energy.

"The boss probably won't come over and scold me," he thought to himself.

He waited for a few seconds before he sneaked another glance at the chief.

At this glance, he showed a puzzled look, because he saw that the chief was looking in his direction, with a look of fear in his eyes, and his hands were still shaking.

Hardly thinking, the soldier knew that he must not be like this because he saw him, so the thought crossed his mind, and he turned his head to look to the side.

"It's a big dark cloud, no, it's not a dark cloud, it's a person."

In an instant, his heart was suddenly tightened, and he felt that he had forgotten to breathe at this moment. Fear, like a flood that bursts a levee, instantly breaks down the psychological defense.

"Ah, the people of the Templar are coming," he exclaimed.

Just as he cried out, he happened to be drowned out by the sound of the trumpet.

A rapid, continuous trumpet spread throughout the Plains of Miracles.

Why, he exclaimed?

Because, before coming to the Roland Dynasty, he heard the order of the governor that they had come to guard against the Templar. For this reason, they had all seen the costumes and accessories worn by the Templars.

Most of those in heaven were dressed in bright blood, and who were not the people of the Templars

Not to mention, they are menacing, and they come with the coercion of the sky, which doesn't look like good intentions.

The Templar came

Suddenly, the entire Miracle Plains was like a pot of water being boiled, and it was completely boiling.

Those who were in the house rushed out, and those who had nothing to do quickly put their weapons in their hands. Regardless of the big men and strong people in those countries, these soldiers are like this, and they are extremely nervous.

And the big men, the actual powerhouses of the nations, have already come forward and floated into the air, as if to "welcome" these Templars.

There were twelve old men in total

They are all old monsters from various dynasties, and the youngest of them are thousands of years old.

The accumulation of years has also achieved their absolute strength, and every old man has the strength of an outsider saint.

"Bang"

As soon as they reached mid-air, they converged, and a powerful aura of their own spread in all directions.

Suddenly, the wind suddenly rose, rolling up the dust and sand, covering the sky and the sun.

In the dust, the soldier tried to open his eyes, only to see that the cloudy Templar army in the sky had come closer and deeper.

Eventually, the entire sky was covered, and the entire plain of miracles was silent, like a dead land.

There is oppression in the air, and people are about to lose their breath.

Dense, silent army, everyone in the audience is as full of blood as a real dragon, there is a terrible murderous aura surging, trembling in the sky.

The leader was a middle-aged man in a black robe riding a fierce beast.

The beast is huge, as huge as a mountain peak, with a dragon's head, a horse's body, golden scales, and unicorn feet, and its whole body is as red as blood, like a raging flame burning, hideous and vicious.

The middle-aged man had a Chinese face, a rugged face, a majestic figure, and the most surprising thing was that he had two pupils, that is, he had two pupils in one eye.

In addition, the coercion on his body is also terrifying, giving people a feeling as if it is not a person standing there, but a vast ocean, surging.

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