After thinking about it, Bai Yuqing said in shock: "In the Hall of Light, there are many high-level and profound, it is really powerful and shocking, such a strength is inevitably too terrifying, right? Even if it is the three sects and three factions, it is difficult to resist these people, right?"

"Hehe, back then, the Bright Palace helped the Snow Kingdom royal family and ended the Sect Era, if there is no real strength, then how can you do this?" The one-armed god and nun also said in an emotional tone: "You girl, have you never seen the glory of the heyday of the Bright Palace...... It was a legendary time. ”

"Master, since the Hall of Light has so many strong people to support it, why has it declined and decayed for so many years?In the past hundred years, the five great gods and this shadow have never been born?" Bai Yuqing said puzzledly: "Don't say it's the [Warrior in the Shadow], among the five great god generals, any person can make the Hall of Light maintain great glory, right?"

The one-armed god shook his head and said: "The so-called prosperity and decline, the glory of the Temple of Light back then, although it was the credit of the [Warrior in the Shadow], the five great generals, and the countless masters in the armor camp of the Temple of Light, but in the final analysis, it was the God of War who single-handedly created the Temple of Light, which was too terrifying, and there was no opponent in the sky and on the ground, but this God of War suddenly disappeared a hundred years ago, and the Temple of Light also encountered a great enemy. ”

"Great enemy, what kind of power would dare to be the enemy of the Bright Hall at that time?" Bai Yuqing said curiously.

"I don't know about this, maybe it's some ancient sect holy land, maybe it's the ...... of extraterritorial gods and demons" The one-armed god said: "That period of history, there are different opinions, no one knows the truth, anyway, the snow country still dominates the world as much as he wishes, the human race is prosperous, and many past events are gradually no one is mentioning." ”

......

Ye Qingyu's heart was beating when he watched from the side.

He was afraid that Song Xiaojun would be injured and fall, and he was worried that the shadow would not be able to stop Song Xiaojun's offensive.

In the void, black shadows flickered, like ghosts and ghosts, dark red flame lotus petals fluttered, everywhere they passed, all the black shadows were destroyed, such a battle was like seeing the most beautiful scenery in the world, but Ye Qingyu knew deeply that this beautiful picture contained a terrible killing machine, no matter who was on both sides, as long as one was not careful, there was a danger of death.

Ye Qingyu's injuries were not light, and he didn't know which one to help.

In fact, in this level of battle, unless Ye Qingyu activated the [Wuji Divine Dao] Five Forbidden States again, he would not be able to mix in.

Suddenly-

"Go back. ”

A calm and indifferent voice sounded in Ye Qingyu's ears.

"Huh?" Ye Qingyu was stunned.

"Go back, don't worry, I won't kill her. The voice rang out again.

Ye Qingyu finally understood.

The person who spoke turned out to be the black shadow.

After a slight hesitation, Ye Qingyu nodded, and when he said thank you, he turned into a streamer, and instantly returned to the front of the Hall of Light.

When he looked up at the sky again, whether it was the black shadow or Song Xiaojun's figure, they all disappeared, thinking that after the two people tested each other, they knew that each other's strength was in the Heavenly Realm, and they couldn't tell the winner if they were entangled, so they also rushed to the top of the Nine Heavens and let go of the battle.

Ye Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

His mood began to become very bad.

What happened to Song Xiaojun, why did he suddenly not know himself again?

And she made a move, and her move was fatal, leaving no room at all, and she was clearly going to kill herself.

"Squeak squeak......" The little white rabbit made a sad cry in Ye Qingyu's arms, and no longer struggled, shrunk in Ye Qingyu's arms, mournful and screaming, in the big ruby eyes, there were tears like jade beads rolling down, obviously extremely sad.

Ye Qingyu reached out and gently stroked it to comfort it.

That black shadow may be one of the five great gods of the Temple of Light, I hope he and Song Xiaojun will have a draw, in case Song Xiaojun is not an opponent in the end...... There are a lot of secret methods in the Dark Immovable City, if Song Xiaojun is defeated, he should be able to escape.

Ye Qingyu looked at the sky.

It shouldn't be over there.

"Who will be the next person to appear?"

He suddenly stopped worrying about the situation in front of him.

Since the stinky monkey instigated himself to make a move, and the palace god general and the sign god general have appeared, it means that the power accumulated by the Temple of Light over the years has made all preparations, and everything should have been planned a long time ago.

Besides, it's useless to worry.

He slowly walked into the Temple of Light, sat cross-legged, sat down on the cold jade chair, ran the Nameless Mind Method, and began to heal.

[Supreme Ice Flame] operated, turning into tiny ice silver dragons, tangible and non-substantial, circling around Ye Qingyu's side, constantly going back and forth in Ye Qingyu's musculoskeletal blood, and the crystal snowflakes, like the dragon scales of the silver dragon, also swirled around Ye Qingyu's body.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Finally Ye Qingyu opened his eyes.

The dark fire poison power on the surface of the body has been completely uprooted.

Today, Ye Qingyu has been injured several times in a row, but fortunately, it is not fatal, and with the help of the formation of the Hall of Light, the power drawn from the Earth Fire Youquan Sword Pit has finally completely recovered.

He slowly stood up.

Through the light in the vast patio of the Temple of Light, he realized that it was already dark.

"See the Lord of the Hall. ”

The voices of Li Changkong and Yang Hatshui came from his ears.

The two men finally recovered from their serious injuries.

Ye Qingyu nodded, did not speak, and slowly walked towards the outside of the temple.

Two messengers of light followed.

When he walked out of the main hall, he suddenly felt that in the void above his head, there was a powerful force surging, and there were even strong people fighting in the sky, and at the door of the Temple of Light, there was also a person standing.

Without his own consent, someone can enter the Temple of Light?

Ye Qingyu was taken aback.

When I looked closely, this person was wearing a long white dress, his long dark hair almost hung down to his heels, his figure was extremely slender and graceful, and there was a quiet and gentle atmosphere, and he turned out to be someone he knew.

The gentle and shocking woman Aunt Heng who had been seen in the ancestral land of the small world of the royal family.

"Are you injured?" As if hearing the sound of footsteps, Aunt Heng turned her head, her eyes fell on Ye Qingyu's body, smiled slightly, and said: "You are really big-hearted, the situation has developed to this extent, and you still ran to the palace to heal your injuries without moving." ”

Ye Qingyu also smiled, walked over step by step, stood side by side with her, and said: "What can I do, a powerful man who is a world leader has descended, they are immortals fighting, my little mortal has suffered, even if I stand at this gate and watch, it will be useless, it is better to go back and heal, even if the Temple of Light is really broken and I have a chance to escape only if I recover my strength." ”

Aunt Heng shook her head and smiled, "You kid ......"

Her tone was as if her close elders were scolding her children and nephews.

Although Ye Qingyu was surprised in his heart, and wanted to know why Aunt Heng actually appeared in the Temple of Light, he still didn't ask, just like Li Changkong and Yang Hatshui who were following behind, Ye Qingyu also looked up at the sky, and his eyes fell on the person who was fighting.

There were four men fighting in the sky, divided into two pairs, and they were fighting each other.

A pair of fighting in the east, one of them is a middle-aged female nun, with only one arm, a snow-white whisk in her hand, unfolded, like the birth of a dragon, the length changes, the mystery is endless, Ye Qingyu looked at it for a moment, and suddenly felt that the strength of this nun is still above herself, not to be underestimated, and the opponent of the nun is an old man wearing rattan armor, with a dry wooden stick in her hand, like a burning stick, it is also amazingly powerful, and the one-armed nun stood on a tie.

In the battle circle to the west, one of them was wearing a cyan robe, a folding fan in his hand, a slender figure, longer sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a graceful appearance, between the opening and closing of the folding fan, the blade and sword burst out, and the strength was also unfathomable, but his opponent couldn't help but laugh out loud after Ye Qingyu couldn't help but be surprised.

It's fat.

The big fat man who fought with his subordinates for fighting over the valuable things in the barracks.

I don't know how this thing is against the jade-faced scholar, like a big ball of meat, floating in the void, holding an ordinary longbow in his hand, carrying a dozen quivers behind his back, shouting and dodging the opponent's attacks, while constantly raising his hand to pull the bow and shoot arrows.

Every time an arrow is shot, there is a burst of great power, and the jade-faced scholar does not dare to rein its edge, and retreats to dodge.

The fat man's facial expression was very exaggerated, aggrieved and panicked, as if someone forced him to fight, his fat was flashing aggrievedly, looking extremely funny, without the demeanor of a master, but it suppressed the jade-faced scholar, making him unable to get out.

Ye Qingyu couldn't laugh or cry when he saw it.

Wasn't the fat man ready to flee for his life?

"It's them?" Li Changkong's extremely surprised voice came from behind him.

Ye Qingyu looked back at him.

Li Changkong hurriedly said: "The old man of the vine armor of the dead wood staff and the jade-faced scholar with a folding fan are both masters in the right prime minister's mansion, the former is in charge of the west courtyard of the right minister's mansion and is known as the old man of the dead wood, while the latter is in charge of the east courtyard of the right minister's mansion, and the honorific name is jade-faced Langjun, they are all masters and strong people in the right minister's mansion, these two people are ranked on the [Shenlong List], and they are the number one big names who can be counted in the imperial capital, although they are not as famous as the [Cold-blooded Thirteen Eagles] outside, but in fact, the status in the right minister's mansion is very high, and they are the core henchmen of the right minister. ”――

The third more.

Well, I'm so tired, I'm resting, good night everyone