"Liu Yu, your Fengtian Kingdom is over, now get out of here, I will spare you from death!"

An arrogant voice came from outside the temple, like thunder, making everyone in the temple tremble.

"Magician!"

Ge Qianfan's face was heavy, and many soldiers were trembling with their legs, their faces were pale, and their eyes showed fear.

The magician is a legendary figure in Fengtianguo, and it is rumored that the identity of the magician is Liu Yu's third brother Liu Huai, because he did not get the throne back then, he fell into the devil's way, of course, most of them regard this rumor as a topic of chatter after tea, few people take it seriously, in fact, this rumor is true.

Ge Qianfan glanced at Liu Yu, who was immersed in grief, ran the true yuan, and said to the outside of the temple: "Magician, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, I am blessed by the gods in the heavenly country, as long as you are willing to submit to us, we will convey to the gods and spare your life."

With the blessing of Zhenyuan, the voice spread far and wide, and the entire imperial city, hundreds of thousands of people, all heard Ge Qianfan's words.

One by one, they put down their work and fell to their knees, praying for the protection of the gods.

It's a belief, but it's also a strength!

"Ge Qianfan, you have been kicked in the head by a donkey! The statue of Fengtian Kingdom has collapsed, and the gods are not visible, and now we have surrounded you again, as long as I give an order, you will all be finished, and you will be ashamed to spare my life!"

The magician laughed angrily, and the demonic energy rippled through the small half of the sky of the imperial city.

Ge Qianfan did not show weakness, and spoke again: "Demon Master, I think your head was kicked by a donkey, as long as tens of millions of people in Fengtian Kingdom exist for a day, Fengtian Kingdom will not perish, if you want to destroy Fengtian Kingdom, isn't it wishful thinking?"

Outside the temple, rows of black-clothed men surrounded the temple on three floors and three layers outside, and in the center of the crowd, four middle-aged men in gold silk and black robes sat on large chairs.

Among them, the leader wears a devil's mask and cannot see his face clearly.

"I'm angry too" Hearing Ge Qianfan's words, this person was furious, and his momentum was like a tide, as if he was planning to vent.

Kill tens of millions of people in Fengtianguo? He didn't dare to give him a thousand guts, you must know that the gods behind him took a fancy to the faith of tens of millions of people in Fengtianguo, so they repelled the guardian gods of Fengtianguo.

The demon looked shocked, and hurriedly said: "Demon Master, don't be provoked by the other party, these four people are all ours, if the other party seizes the opportunity to escape, you and I will not be able to escape the blame, not to mention, there are gods above who are paying attention to us!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the top of his head.

The magician's body stiffened, thinking of the horror of that person, his whole body was uncomfortable, and most of his anger disappeared, and he didn't talk to Ge Qianfan anymore, but looked up at the faintly bright sky.

"When will the gods send down the decree? I can't wait to kill Ge Qianfan!"

"Probably the moment the sun rises," Lust said indistinctly.

"Huh?" At this moment, a golden light flashed in the corner of the Yin Demon's eyes, his face was surprised, and he said to himself, "What is it?"

"What's that" The Heart Demon turned his head, "Yin Demon, what did you say?"

The Yin Demon frowned, and hesitated: "I really wanted to see a little golden light just now, but when I looked closely, I didn't find anything."

"Golden light?"

"Yes!"

The heart demon's face sank, "Oh no, it must be that god in the broken temple who appeared!"

After escaping from the broken temple, he has been paying attention to the movements around him, and when he heard the Yin Demon's statement, he subconsciously thought of the Taoist priest in the broken temple.

"Magician, let's get in quickly, don't wait any longer!" said the inner demon to the magician.

The magician glanced at the demon with a surprised face, "I also want to kill it, but there is no law, we can't do it rashly."

Rumble!

A monstrous coercion descended from the sky, and with an irresistible will, it suddenly descended, and the entire imperial city seemed to be crumbling.

And the hundreds of thousands of people in the city were even more shocked, and they didn't dare to move, so they could only kneel on the ground, and keep silently chanting the blessings of the gods in their hearts.

"The gods have issued a decree!"

The magician was overjoyed, he stepped on his feet and rushed to the temple first, wanting to kill Ge Qianfan himself.

This coercion did not rush towards the mage and the others, so they did not have any restrictions.

In the temple, the terrifying coercion descended, and everyone fell to their knees with a 'bang', cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and their faces showed a look of despair.

After all, the power of mortals is limited, how can they be worthy of the power of the gods.

Divine power is like hell!

"Could it be that what you said is false? just because you don't want to cause trouble?" Huang Yuanjing's face was dull, and his eyes were blank.

Ge Qianfan's face also showed a look of despair, if it weren't for the intervention of the gods, he might still be able to escape, but now, let alone escape, it is difficult to even think about getting up, could it be that the god in the broken temple said something false? He actually didn't want to come to Fengtianguo, but came to accept apprentices? Otherwise, why did Li Yuanhua, who had the best talent, disappear.

Wen Qinghe's face was indifferent, before he came, he had already let all his family move to other countries, as for whether it was life or death this time, he didn't care at all, before he died, he could feel the coercion of the gods, and he could be regarded as dying without regrets, right?

Liu Yu knelt on his knees, trying to stand up, his teeth clenched, his forehead and neck were bruised, and his eyes showed an unyielding look.

As for the dozens of soldiers, they all fell to their knees and howled miserably.

The whole temple is like hell.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha horn sounded from the bottom of everyone's hearts, like a pot of warm water in winter, dispelling the cold.

In an instant, all the pain in the hearts of everyone in the broken temple disappeared, and what was left was a warm breath.

Liu Yu stood up with a 'whew' and looked at the statue in surprise.

Not only Liu Yu, but everyone in the temple set their eyes on the broken statue.

A little golden light emanated, and with the announcement of the Buddha's name, a halo rippled out, centered on the statue of the god, and spread out in a circle.

Airplanes!

Everywhere they go, everyone's mind is calm, and external evil does not invade.

The hundreds of thousands of people who were originally kneeling on the ground felt a warm energy rising from the bottom of their hearts, the fear of the gods disappeared, and the ubiquitous divine pressure disappeared without a trace.

They immediately understood that this was the appearance of the gods of the Kingdom of Fengtian!

Of course, this was not the god of the Heavenly Kingdom, but Ding Yan appeared in the temple.

Amitabha, for Ding Yan, is not a Buddha name, but a kind of knowledge, a kind of spiritual power, and almost all the Dharma truths are contained in these four words.

The soul is not stained with dust, not arrogant, not impatient, not shaking.

Infinite, endless, immeasurable!

The moment Ding Yan appeared at the statue, he only felt that streams of pure energy were converging from all directions.

"This is the power of faith"

The supreme martial arts 'Soul Breaking Technique' was displayed, and Ding Yan was thoughtful