The Fire Temple is finally in action.

When the first panicked Dead Apostle frantically rushed into the homes of innocents to set fire to and blew himself up, the fear that had been building up for so long among the people of the Sanctuary was finally ignited. Now, even their last place of refuge has become very dangerous, so is there a safe place in the Sanctuary?

At all times, there are Dead Apostles who are trapped in the fight of the beasts and kill the weaker people without any scruples.

At all times, there is outrageous news coming from all sides of the Sanctuary. Mera didn't know how the Fire Temple made the believers so crazy, but he knew that it was an evil belief, an evil belief, an evil hypnosis, and the eight thousand warriors who had reassembled around him were also silent with anger.

For the millions of people of the Sacred Realm, their strength is too weak, far from enough to protect every clansman!

But on the other hand, their mission has never been to protect everyone.

"The only one who can save you is yourself!" Mo Liang slowly clenched his fists and bowed his head and shouted.

Since the people have come out of the ground, blessed by the power of totem poles and abundant food, more and more people have forgotten the instinct to fight. But in the world of shemale confrontation, the consequences of forgetting to fight are extremely terrible!

The crisis in the Fire Temple may be a chance for them to regain their blood that can fight again!

The panicked tribesmen gradually gathered, and they rushed towards the central totem pole square in flight, and hundreds of thousands of people crowded in all directions. There are also more than 100,000 people who flock to the camp of the North City Governor's Office. These clansmen are not all mortals who have not awakened the Assassin Soul, but more of them have powerful Assassin Souls, and even have good strength in the late stage of the Ink Period!

However, in the face of the Dead Apostles, who were not afraid of death, they were afraid before they could fight.

"Yes~ With a warm and comfortable life, who wants to fight the Dead Apostles?"

Mo Liang's 8,000 warriors have turned into guards guarding the Eye of Reincarnation, and Mo Liang is standing on the totem pole square below the Eye of Reincarnation. The coercion of the Eye of Reincarnation made him look a little struggling, but looking at the panicked people, he couldn't help but feel a little heavier, as if he couldn't feel the pressure of the Eye of Reincarnation.

"Let's get in, we need protection!"

"I don't want to die~!Those dangerous guys might be right next to us, let me in......"

"Why do you want us to pay for provoking those dead apostles?

The wide streets were densely packed with tribesmen, and as far as the eye could see, it seemed as if they were spreading from the center to the edge of the sanctuary. The crowd surged, and the tribesmen gradually became excited, shouting angrily at the guards who had resolutely isolated the square.

This is a ridiculous contradiction for people, who long for the protection of their warriors but hate their obstruction.

Under the orders of Mora's iron will, hundreds of thousands of people were flanked.

At this time, people are losing their minds, and people can't effectively distinguish themselves from the Dead Apostles, so where is there any difference? Instead, it is safer to hide in their own homes. However, when people are afraid and helpless, they always want to gather more strength, which is their instinct.

Mo Liang must protect the safety of the Totem Pole Square, and the Eye of Reincarnation is at its weakest, and no one can interfere with it.

This was the result that had been expected at the beginning of the operation, and he did not panic at all.

At the top of the temple, those strong predecessors were still watching, and they were noncommittal about Mo Liang's cold-blooded disposition.

For the Sanctuary, the death of hundreds or thousands of people is not painful at all, but it is people's fear that will break their muscles and bones. The archbishop's eyes were already slightly cloudy, but no one could compare to his clarity, and he could see only fear in the eyes of those who shouted riots, and he blinked slowly with pity and disappointment.

Fear makes people lose their power!

Mo Liang felt it deeply as he slowly stepped forward and stood behind the warrior looking at the twisted fingers stretched out in front of his eyes.

He felt constant fear, and he could see it in the fire of the academy, but there was still the anger of the people at that time. And when the entire Apocalypse Academy burned to ashes, in the face of the cold corpse, he could only see the anger of fear in the eyes of the people.

As a result, people lose the power to judge. He nearly died in the roar of the frantically chaotic cadets, or rather, their fear.

He saw the diners who were afraid of the flames, he saw the apprentices of the weapon shop who were frightened and loud, these things that were commonplace for them suddenly became terrifying. They put their lives on these powerless warriors, and they are not willing to summon up the courage to defeat the forces that are not strong in the first place!

Mo Liang didn't need to ask, he could imagine their panicked and exaggerated tone.

"Hey, that's a dead apostle, I'm going to die if I'm not careful!"

But they forgot that the Dead Apostles were just some literary cultivators in the ink stage, perhaps far less powerful than they thought.

They also forgot that there were tens of millions of them, but there were only a thousand dead apostles. Oh no, now there are only a hundred people.

In just one month, the entire sanctuary was reduced to an atmosphere of fear. People can no longer see the bustle and bustle, and they are in fear all day long. The Holy Domain was in chaos, but the seemingly powerful City of Millions fell to a group of Xiao Wenxiu with the strength of the Ink Period.

Look at these ineffective people...... Mo Liang suddenly understood the purpose of the Fire God Temple.

Perhaps, it wants to subvert the Sanctuary, and the Sanctuary represents the entire instantaneous realm......

So who is it?

Mo Liang thought about Lu Long and Chu Chu, who had quietly left the Holy Domain, returned to the Northeast Holy City, and even entered the source of the Fire God Temple, and couldn't help but fall into it and froze.

Rumble~

In the dense crowd, there was a sudden explosion, and the Dead Apostles of the Fire God Temple mixed in on the central street on the south side, and in the eyes of everyone, the man turned red and cracked, turning into devouring flames, and instantly engulfed more than ten people.

The black figures on the street immediately vacated.

People went crazy and pushed desperately forward, and the shops on both sides of the street were smashed and overturned by the crowds, and the walls were turned into wasteland, and the houses were reduced to ruins. However, the line of defense built by the warriors did not move in the slightest.

Compared to the Dead Apostles, these warriors are truly terrifying existences! The power of the late stage of the Qi Sea Realm and the Soul Movement Realm is not something that ordinary clansmen can shake at all.

The desperate people cursed loudly.

"You hurtful things, all die!"

"You deserve to die at the hands of these dead apostles!"

"The Sanctuary does not provide for you, not for you to kill your own people, you brutes!"

......

But no matter how much they cursed, the warriors of iron will remain unmoved.

Gradually, they grew tired of scolding, and fell silent in despair, dead silent. Some people even sat on the ground limp and looked at the empty totem pole square with stunned eyes.

"You are the only ones who can save yourselves!"

Mo Liang used the square as the base of the formation, and the silver moon as the knife, and carved an amplification array. Standing in it, shouted. His voice rippled through the air, reaching hundreds of thousands of people.

The people gradually raised their heads and looked at the sky to regain some of their spirits.

Mo Liang's voice was still ringing, "Don't forget, the enemies in front of you were also ordinary Wen Xiu, and they became fierce to make you afraid, and fear made you forget their true strength! Muster up the courage and give it a try, maybe they are not terrible! It's just an evil art, aren't there many strange things you encounter in battle? Or have you forgotten how to ?......fight at all?"

"My people, the son of the dragon can forget to soar, and the son of the lion and tiger can not have claws, but you can't...... Forget about fighting, only perish!"

"Only war can be born, only war rises!"

Mo Liang's voice gradually deafened. Although he was young, he had also traveled alone in the mountains and in the northern heavens! He was the son of the Mahatma and a descendant of the Instant Realm, and he understood the situation of his people better than most of his people. The millions of people in the Sanctuary are extremely powerful for a while, but if they forget their courage and battle, they will end up being just a dream.

This is just a small turmoil, even the real powerhouses of the Holy Realm don't give their best, and hundreds of thousands of clansmen are already like this!

So what about after that?

Heaven and earth demons, and even extraterrestrial demons! How can the people place their trust?

His blood flowed and burst out in his chest, and he wanted to re-arouse the blood of these hundreds of thousands of people! At that time, this was not a hundred thousand cowards, but a hundred thousand tigers and wolves!

However, what was returned to Mo Liang was even more crazy scolding.

"Who is talking about it, you have the courage to fight them!"

"Is it true that the Holy Domain is supporting so many guards just watching the people die? get out of the way, let us in!"

"Can't you see? These people are fighting for their lives, so why should we fight with them?"

"You brutes, get out of here!"

Wave after wave of frenzied roars, and in an instant there was a huge wave, and the people were rushing hard against the soldiers' defenses, and they were pushing and scolding frantically, but there was not a trace of fear in sight at this time.

They knew that these warriors would not kill them.

"You are the only ones who can save yourselves......

Mo Liang's soft murmur turned into a faint wisp of sound lingering in the air in the amplification array, drowned in the roaring rebuke.

Rumble~

Rumble~

Rumble!

One after another, a huge explosion erupted in the crowd, and blinding flames erupted. The Dead Apostles of the Fire Temple laughed wildly and blew themselves up, the fear that pervaded them excited, as if they had unparalleled power.

"Mars crosses the world, extinction is life, the domain overturns in an instant, only I live forever!"

There weren't many Dead Apostles anymore, but that mad obsession was stronger than hundreds of thousands.

Eight thousand warriors, built into the Great Wall of Iron and Blood, they are silent, but they are stronger than the Dead Apostles!

If you advance, you can't survive! If you retreat, you will sit back and wait for death. Hundreds of thousands of people are in deep despair. Time passed little by little, and the Dead Apostles, who were constantly blending into the crowd, were still sporadically preaching the words of the end of the world, and resolutely blew themselves up to die.

Each Dead Apostle could easily take a dozen lives, not many, but again and again the people fell into deeper despair.

They are devoured in the wear and tear of despair, tormented by the quiet passage of time.

Until...... The first desperate tribesman rushed madly at a dead apostle whose body suddenly turned red. The Dead Apostles were choked by the throats of their tribesmen, suffocating and gasping for breath. His sorcery was unable to work in his dizziness, and the violent energy was burned in his body, and in the end, only the Dead Apostles and the people who had choked his throat were reduced to ashes.

The crowd fell silent.

At this time, the second Dead Apostle beside the Dead Apostle who had been reduced to ashes became angry, and he frantically cursed for revenge, but he was torn to pieces by dozens of clansmen who rushed up with red eyes, and he did not even use the slightest power of evil magic.

"Kill yourself! Let yourself blow yourself up again! Die to Lao Tzu!"

The killer erupted with red eyes, and his clothes were torn through his chest, and he screamed to the sky.

This scene was repeated in all directions, and the people who had been cornered finally had no way to retreat and rushed towards the dreaded Dead Apostles.

Madness is contagious, especially when everyone is in the same situation.

Hundreds of thousands of people, on the one hand, angrily scolded the guards and temple guards who could not be saved, and on the other hand, when they saw the dead apostles who wanted to blow themselves up, they burst up and tore people apart.

The few remaining Dead Apostles were mixed among hundreds of thousands of people, unable to even lift a wave, but at this time, they were like butterfly wings stirring a storm, making the blood of hundreds of thousands of people seem to boil. People's eyes are red, especially when they see blood.

"you Fire God Temple Grandma!"

"Damn, there's another one here who wants to destroy himself!

"Hahahaha~ Lao Tzu tore one of his legs!"

The cruelty of the crazy tribesmen, even the indifferent warriors secretly beat their eyelids, but no one stopped them, and the warriors appreciated the tribesmen at this moment even more.

They know that any young boy who has just joined the military palace and the temple will inevitably be hysterical when he sees blood for the first time, but after that, they will become hard and unshakable warriors!

And all these changes came from behind them, the lonely boy standing on the empty totem pole square.

Day and night alternated, cold and warm changed, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of people had gathered in the center of the Sanctuary for three days. And the desperate people went berserk for only one day.

At dusk on this day, the Eye of Reincarnation above the sky of Totem Pole Square rumbled and shook, emitting an incomparably obscure light inside, like fog and light curtains, from which countless images flickered. In the middle of the rippling light, a small and dense electric current pulsed wildly.

The five Golden Scepter Bishops opened their eyes together at this moment, and the five stabbing souls of dozens of feet also opened their eyes together. Ten eyes piercing the sky converge into the center of the eye of reincarnation.

Then, ten gazes turned into one that shot out from the eye socket of the eye of reincarnation, and the ten-zhang wide gaze fell straight from the sky to a corner of the eastern city of the holy realm.

"Archbishop of the Fire Temple, right there......"

The faint voice of the Golden Scepter Bishop rang out, incomparably clear in the ears of hundreds of thousands of people.

The clansmen were boiling, and hundreds of thousands of people immediately turned around, and hundreds of thousands of stabbing souls broke out together, leaping in their footsteps, each showing their magical powers. From the center of the Sanctuary, hundreds of thousands of people followed the light of the giant eyes of the Eye of Reincarnation, and a moment later they arrived at the corner covered by the light.

Mo Liang stood quietly and alone on the square, watching hundreds of thousands of people rush in front of him.

The Archbishop of the Fire Temple didn't want to bother. It was only in the later news that he heard that everything there had been trampled to dust, and that the archbishop of the Soul Movement Realm had killed two thousand people, bleeding like a river, and then being torn to shreds by the constant rush of people.

In the end, even the blood everywhere was gone.

None of this matters, the important thing is that after this, the people of the Instants experienced fear and overcame it. This preserves the spark of life for the Instantaneous Domain in the future life and death tribulation of the Instantaneous Domain.

And Mo Liang, who was not noticed by many people, soon blurred in the impression of hundreds of thousands of people.

Only that sentence - "You are the only one who can save yourself...... is in the memory of many people, supporting them to fight for self-improvement.

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Single bigger chapter.

Recently, I have two big meetings to organize, and I am very busy! Today, I started at 9 o'clock in the morning and ended at 5:30 a.m., and I did not take a moment off. I'm so tired! I've been preparing for the conference and organizing materials. I was going to take a leave of absence...... But when I think about tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the next week, I can't help it. If you have to break the change, then try to stay in the last resort.

Well, I will receive a supervision and a business training in these two weeks.

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