Early the next morning.

The rainstorm has stopped.

The weather was still a bit gloomy.

But finally I saw the light of day.

After such a long time, wisps of golden sunlight finally pierced through the cracks in the clouds, like the sword of judgment of the Sword Lord, spilling a trace of warmth on the earth.

The citizens of Yunmeng City, who were about to be soaked in the torrential rain and floods, can finally get out of their homes and enjoy the warm feeling of the light that they have not felt for a long time.

There had never been such a heavy rainstorm in Cloud Dream City.

For the first time ever.

In the streets of the city, the flood water gradually receded, and the brick surfaces could finally be seen.

The west gate opened slowly.

Under the leadership of the commander of Yunmengwei, a team of about 2,000 elite armorers, dressed in strong and stubborn armor, fully armed, passed through the city gate, without any stop, and marched in the direction of the Yunmeng Temple.

There was a murderous aura in the air.

At the same time, the powerhouses of all parties who have entered the city one after another in the past few days, and they have had breakfast early, and they have all gone towards the convergence of Yunmeng Mountain.

Attack the temple and test the gods.

A mysterious and terrifying term.

This is the torture of mortals by the gods.

Most of the time, these four words are just a legendary noun.

Today, however, it has become a reality.

It is rumored that Mr. Hayasuyama has been entrusted by the Archbishop of Chigusa to the famous minister.

Not only is he holding an oracle, but there are countless martial arts master-level masters around him.

The four sword slaves who appeared before are just the beginning.

Wei Mingchen is radiant, and the followers around him are not inferior to the four great sword slaves who do not know the ordinary.

And Qiancao Province, as a traditional strong province among the nine major provinces of the empire, has a profound heritage, and the Wei clan has controlled Qiancao Province for hundreds of years, and its power is deep and strong, which is unimaginable and absolutely terrifying.

Judging from the rumors from all parties outside, this time the attack on the temple is basically without suspense.

Although it is said that Lin Beichen, who has the favor of the gods, has made it clear that he will join the guardian side, in almost all the big public opinion, he still looks down on the Cloud Dream Temple absolutely infinitely.

In the eyes of almost all the great forces, the Cloud Dream Temple was bound to be defeated.

The only people who support the Cloud Dream Temple are probably the tens of thousands of citizens in Cloud Dream City.

Over the years, the Yunmeng Temple has protected one side, cured the sick and saved people, and sheltered the people of the empire on this side, diligently, hard-working, and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

It can be said that the reason why Yunmeng City was able to become a peaceful and peaceful city like a paradise was that in addition to the benevolent government of the city lord Ling Junxuan, the protection of the priests led by the Qin lord was also an important reason.

But how can these ants and reptiles-like people influence the tide of the war?

Minutes and seconds passed.

It's getting closer and closer to noon.

The assault on the temple began at noon.

Around Yunmeng Mountain, there are already many figures.

Countless Yunmeng city residents came spontaneously.

They stood at the foot of the Temple Mountain, looking up at the temple that was not very towering, but it was always majestic in the hearts of Yunmeng's people.

Some people closed their eyes and bowed their heads in prayer.

More and more citizens are joining in.

Most citizens do not understand the treacherous nature of the struggle at the top.

They are simply begging for the sword lord to calm their anger, and they are simply praying for the blessings of the priests in the Cloud Dream Temple, hoping that these lovely girls can be forgiven and accepted again by the gods.

Most of the foreign warriors are looking forward to the six classic battles that will surely go down in history.

Of course, there are others with other purposes.

For example, Mr. Lianshan's side has issued an announcement to the major forces three days ago, after attacking the temple and testing the gods, the loser will become a slave and be auctioned on the spot.

What's more, the chief priest of the Yunmeng Temple used to be known as the first beauty in the northern provinces, and it is said that even the gods envied its beauty, and in the past, it was the top magnate of the empire, even if they coveted it, they did not dare to take action.

But that's no longer the case.

Once the Cloud Dream Temple is breached, the fallen phoenix is not as good as a chicken.

When the time comes, it's time to fight.

The elite army that entered the city in the early morning had already surrounded the entire mountain.

A small part of the two thousand people was divided into small groups and cooperated with Yun Mengwei to maintain order around the Temple Mountain and avoid chaos caused by too many onlookers.

And most of the other ones began to arrange enchantments and formations on the four sides of the mountain, assuming that the Xuanwen heavy weapons and the military formations were actually an attitude towards the enemy, obviously to prevent someone from escaping down the mountain.

As for who is it guarding against?

Anyone with a discerning eye can guess.

This is to wipe out the Yunmeng Temple, leaving no way to live.

"It's the new Jinwei of the new Jinling. ”

"Some time ago, Lin Beichen killed the son of the lord of Xinjin......"

"Hehe, that gentleman really dug his own grave, it seems that Lord Xinjin is taking the opportunity to declare a personal vendetta, and even the Cloud Dream Temple has been affected...... Self-inflicted. ”

"Look at the carriages over there, are they the symbols of the largest slave hunting team under the name of King Hai'an?"

"Really...... The King Hai'an Slave Hunters are notorious. ”

"It seems that King Hai'an has also set his sights on the priestess of the Cloud Dream Temple...... Iniquity. ”

"Shhh ”

"What is this, I saw this morning that the members of the shadow guards under the command of Lord Xinjin have secretly surrounded the Third Academy, but I am afraid that once the attack on the temple is over, some actions will be launched. ”

"Alas, this is the sorrow of the weak. ”

The strong men and masters from other places who came to watch the battle had a lot of discussions.

In the distance, several huge and gorgeous carriages stopped on the main road to the Cloud Dream Temple, with strange and ancient markings on the wheels, and dozens of gray-clothed people with fierce breaths and fierce expressions surrounded the carriages.

Behind the carriage was a barbed cage of steel fences pulled by the swift beasts.

The cage is empty.

Like a hungry man with a huge mouth of fangs, waiting to bite and devour his prey.

"It's finally getting started. ”

At the front, there was a huge golden carriage, the door opened, and out of it came an old man with gray hair, a tall figure, a mighty face, long purple eyebrows, and evil eyes.

A delicate purple soft armor highlights the majesty of the old man who has been in the top position for a long time.

As soon as he got out of the car, the gray-clothed people around him instantly surrounded him and protected him.

The old man looked in the direction of the Cloud Dream Temple, and a gloomy hatred appeared on his face.

"It's King Hai'an. ”

"In person?"

"It seems that the desire to avenge the grandson is strong, and it is conceivable that once Lin Beichen falls into the hands of this person, I am afraid that he will not be able to live and die. ”

Everyone around was shocked.

Unexpectedly, King Hai'an, who had always lived in a simple place, actually appeared in person.

Is this going to slash Lin Beichen?

At this time of the storm-

Boom boom boom!

In the sky, bursts of rolling thunder suddenly sounded.

The black clouds tumbled violently, as if an ocean was suspended in the sky.

Six giant swirls of clouds, gradually generated.

It was as if after the clouds, something terrible was about to come.

A thunderbolt flashed.

I saw a figure, like a god, slowly floating up and coming to the sky.

He held an object high in his hand.

An indescribable coercion permeated the object.

In the sky, the divine patterns are highlighted, flowing like ripples.

It seems to be a divine presence.