Temple of Spilled Blood, Third Temple. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Countless black and cyan ashlars are piled up on this square building, and there are almost no gaps between the ashlars, and this grand building seems to have been formed naturally.

No one knows who built the ten temples on the Lost Isles, and no one knows how many years these ancient temples have existed.

Only the moss-covered people tell the history that no one knows or understands.

Outside the temple, on the ashlar.

Locke pinched the green fruit in his hand, chewed it slowly, looked left and right, and smiled.

In front of him, more than 300 members of the wolf clan with blue lines and fierce faces glared angrily, eager to swarm up and eat the nine people on the bluestone.

While talking and laughing, Locke regarded the hundreds of "strong men" as screens and backgrounds.

Looking at the world, heroes are just dust, and life and death are only like dust.

"Gary, it's not too hot this day, but so many people are standing, aren't you tired?" Locke was already the seventh fruit in his hand, and in three or two strokes, the flesh was peeled off and the kernel slid through a perfect arc in mid-air, and fell into the wolf clan formation again.

There, the kernels were scattered all over the ground.

Gary, holding back his anger, took a few steps forward, clutching a flower-faced young man in his hand.

"Locke, don't deceive people too much. Gary threw the boy out of his hand, and he fell to the ground.

This person is the flower wolf who was looking for bad luck with Aaron and others before.

"Your dignified wolf clan commander will only be angry with his own brother?" Locke squinted and squinted, his eyes full of disdain.

Gary Air Knot.

After the flower wolf withdrew from the small village where Aaron was, he went straight to the headquarters of the wolf clan, and he naturally added fuel to the fire to describe Kane's so-called canine faction as a conspiracy, and let the master disguise himself as a broiler to assassinate the members of the wolf faction, and he came to the door to ask for an explanation and was scolded back.

His mind was to exonerate himself for his mistakes.

Even if it is a flower, it can't cover up Billy's violation of the agreement between the two factions first, before he figured out the strength of Kane's "broiler", he sneaked up in the front, and in anger he broke out and killed people later.

What's even more surprising is that this "broiler" actually slaughtered all eight of Billy's subordinates, and Billy was also unarmed by him.

Being smart is often doubled by being smart.

The original intention of the flower wolf was that Gary, in his rage, would definitely add more men to himself, so that he could fight back against the canine pie at the entrance, so as to avenge this revenge.

Unexpectedly, Gary was furious, and the anger was completely beyond the imagination of the flower wolf. The tyrannical leader of the wolf faction not only fully accepted the wolf wolf's story, but also arbitrarily determined that the dog faction was trying to provoke an all-out war between the two factions. Immediately mobilized all the people who could be drawn up, and came towards the headquarters of the canine faction with great momentum.

Although the two factions of the wolf dog have conflicts from time to time on weekdays, they are relatively restrained. After all, the two factions are equal in strength, and if they launch a full-scale war desperately, the result will inevitably be a defeat for both sides.

The wolf cried bitterly, secretly hating himself for making up such a story, and secretly praying that it was true that the Kane he imagined was a master of the canine faction in disguise.

Otherwise, his fate could only be to be thrown into the blood pool and refined into the blood holy fruit together with Billy.

"Flower wolf, recount what you encountered as it is, and let these hypocritical-eating dogs hear how childish their ruses are. Gary's voice was dull and heavy, like that of a weathered, life-and-death old man recounting an anecdote that had nothing to do with him many years ago.

The flower wolf couldn't help but shudder.

Vaguely, he seemed to smell a trace of the strong sulfur smell before the eruption, and seemed to feel a sense of depression that was about to come by the storm.

And he was standing naked in the crater, in the wind and rain.

The flower wolf trembled and repeated what he had said to Gary,

The wind stopped, and the air was somewhat oppressive.

Locke calmly listened to the wolf's narration, and slowly stood up, each shouldering a 10,000-ton mountain.

"Do you dare to take responsibility for your words?" Locke stared at the flower wolf who was standing still, and his slender eyes shot a piercing sharp light.

Retreating, waiting for the flower wolf will be Gary's monstrous anger, and forward, it will be a desperate situation.

Rise from the ashes.

Now, it's too late to say anything, only a gamble.

Winning the game, he will gain more authority, gain faster cultivation resources, and greatly increase the chances of passing the Apocalypse Ritual alive.

Lose, that is to beg for death, life is better than death.

"I want to take responsibility for my words. The flower wolf mustered up all his strength and roared loudly.

Gary smiled, bloodthirsty madness in his eyes.

Locke also smiled, and in his eyes there was more disdain and confidence, "I, the canine faction commander Locke, would not give such an order, and my brother would not do such a thing behind my back." ”

Gary smiled even more, laughing back and forth, laughing out of breath, "Locke, are you a child? You said no, won't?"

Locke smiled lightly, and the confidence in his eyes was even stronger, "I believe in my brother." ”

"And what if you're wrong?" said Gary.

"I'm the boss of the canine faction, and I'll carry my brother's fault. Locke's slender body was tense, standing between heaven and earth, like a pillar supporting the firmament.

"What are you carrying, what are you carrying, and those fruits you eat in your stomach?" Gary, who finally felt that he had the upper hand, was willing to spare Locke.

"Is my life enough?" Locke's voice was like Jin Ge, loud and loud.

"Enough, of course. Gary almost couldn't catch his breath with a smile in his eyes.

The lives of nine insignificant subordinates, in exchange for the lives of the Great Commander of the Dog Faction, this deal is too cost-effective.

"So, what if you're wrong?" Since the bet was right, Gary had to offer a sufficient amount of money.

The laughter stopped abruptly, the air seemed to freeze, and not even the faintest hint of wind blew anymore.

It was only after a while that Gary's voice sounded again.

"A temple of blood, how's that?" Gary's eyes flashed with imperceptible panic, but he quickly stabilized his mind.

A broiler chicken, killing eight veterans whose lowest strength is also a third-layer heavenly power, this probability is too low, and the low infinity is close to zero.

"In other words, your wolf brother can't catch up with your life, so it's worth a temple of blood?" Locke's sarcasm could be heard by a fool, "but, as you wish, gamble." Come on, go to the top of the Soul Mountain, and find Aaron and that 'broiler'. ”

The Third Temple, the headquarters of the Canine Sect.

More than 100 members of the dog faction, whose strength is not as strong as the wolf faction, either stood on the city or stood in the corner. What remained unchanged was the emotion in their eyes, the hatred in their expressions, and the unshakable and crushing momentum like the Great Wall of Steel.

With a commander like Locke, he died without regrets.

On the other hand, the wolf faction, although there are many people and their strength is strong, the loss in their eyes deeply tells the helplessness in their hearts.

The Temple of Blood was more fatal than Locke, and his brother was better than the Temple of Blood.

Wolves, on the contrary.

"No need to scream, I'm here. Not far away, Kane's voice rang out.