Rain fell into the temple, and in an instant it condensed into ice, and then turned into hail and scattered down.

The eldest prince's face was like a blank piece of paper, he had long thought that there was a demon clan controlling a person in the imperial garden, but he didn't expect it to be Zhou Yuanming, and the picture in front of him made him even more stunned.

What Zhou Yuanming took out in the left atrium was not a heart, but an egg.

This egg was the source of the roar, and after the roar resounded through the imperial city, dense cracks had appeared on its skin, as if something terrifying was about to break through the cocoon of the butterfly.

The old monk standing beside the eldest prince blocked the cold wind in the palace, but his face was really ugly.

When Qin Suling left the imperial capital, he sent a letter, which was sent to the Cicada Temple.

The old monk, as one of the four protectors of Cicada Temple, was fortunate to read this letter and understood why the Queen of Heaven insisted on leaving the imperial capital.

Therefore, the Cicada Temple, which has never spoken out for thousands of years, will choose to support the Great Prince at such a moment, and what they have to do is actually very simple, that is, to assist the Great Prince to kill demons and demons.

However, after the old monk who was full of confidence saw this egg again, he had no confidence at all.

Most of the demon reproduction is hatched in the outfit of eggs, and ordinary hatching eggs need the careful care of the demon race, and a slightly stronger life can adapt to any harsh environment, and the life that can parasitize in the human race, how strong should it be?

The old monk didn't know, but it was initially estimated that this kind of life was at least the leader of the demon race.

And as long as it is a leader type, with the powerful inheritance of the demon clan, even if it is just born, it is definitely not something that it can resist.

So. What the old monk has to do now is to protect the prince and princess and wait for reinforcements to arrive quickly.

If necessary. He had to make sacrifices.

The necessary decision also came quickly, and the egg in the palm of Zhou Yuanming's hand finally revealed its hideous face after the epidermis was broken. The monster with a horn poked its head out, and the slime from the broken eggshell was pulled into a filament.

Unicorn!

The old monk's heart was cold, and he immediately sat down cross-legged, and Sanskrit blurted out!

The unicorn is the top of the demon biological chain, the most weird creature, so far the human race knows very little about the unicorn, only in the historical records to get eight words, weird, very change.

And recently there have been records of unicorns. It was when the demon clan angered the human emperor and the Zhou Tianren fought the demon temple.

Although the unicorn was defeated, in the rumored competition with Zhou Tianren, the unicorn clan showed amazing strength, if it weren't for the strength of this clan, Zhou Tianren might even directly kill the Demon God Temple.

The appearance of the unicorn at this time represents a tough attitude of the demon clan.

The demon clan has obviously been arranged in the imperial capital for a long time, and it is extremely sophisticated, even if you think about it in a terrifying way. Within the human race, I am afraid that there are demons lurking in every city.

Once all the demon clans break out, the consequences will be unimaginable.

This is no longer a coup d'état in the imperial capital, but has become the fuse of the race war.

Now the old monk can only be pinned on, and the unicorn is just a young beast. Even if the inheritance is strong, it will not be able to exert its amazing strength in a short period of time.

Otherwise, he thinks it's just a blink of an eye. All the princes and princesses in the palace will die.

This attack may not be substantial.

It can be an intense hallucination, it can be another roar. It can be a glance away!

............

Half of Monk Zhenjian's body was frozen in ice.

This ice ceases to be ice after a moment of condensation, but becomes filamentous. As if it had turned into cocoon silk, these viscous cocoon silks soon began to wrap upward, and the face of the Zhenjian monk changed again and again, and he clearly felt that the power and Xuan Qi in his body were quickly withdrawn.

And in the imperial capital, he is not the only one who is frozen in ice.

Zhou Liuhuo and the others knew that they needed to kill the source of the roar, but when they stepped forward less than ten zhang, they were completely stunned.

A group of Imperial City guards were collectively wrapped in cocoons in the cold wind, only occasionally revealing the color of their armor, and the weapons in their hands revealed their identities, but they were now rapidly becoming dwarfed.

A soldier's spear made a 'click' and the head of the spear fell to the ground as if there was no sound.

It was a silent slaughter, and the soldier's spear snapped, the silk of his calluses snapped together, and then the bright red was squeezed out, like the red juice that flowed from the fingers of a tomato crushed by hand.

However, this soldier is not an exception, as are the dozens of soldiers around him, and the picture looks cruel to the extreme.

Lin Fan's legs trembled a little, he didn't know where this cold wind would blow, but he knew that there were at least 100,000 people in the imperial city alone, and if all of these people were like this, the imperial capital of the Zhou Tian Dynasty was about to fall.

Zhou Liuhuo looks at things from a deeper perspective.

He could perceive that these dead people were dying extremely cleanly, and all the power in their bodies was squeezed out.

These forces now gathered in mid-air and flowed towards a palace in the depths of the Imperial City.

He wanted to try to prevent this from happening, so he punched out, and a flame hit the air, and at the same time that the imperial city was lit up in an instant, the flame flashed like a meteor, and it was extinguished without a trace.

Zhou Liuhuo's face was frightened, he looked at Lin Fan and said, "Sixth brother, you give it a try." ”

With Lin Fan's cultivation, he couldn't detect the flow of power in mid-air at all, and he frowned a little puzzled.

Wu Da Hammer said softly: "It has squeezed everyone's strength, if we don't stop it, I'm afraid that after we walk over, it can slap us to death." ”

"Your flame magic power is a little different, it's okay to try it in mid-air!"

Lin Fan nodded when he heard this, the palm of his right hand spread out, and the flame that could scorch the Frost Xuanlong soared into the air, and in an instant, the entire starry sky was gone, and something that seemed to be a mucous membrane appeared in the air.

Under the scorching of Lin Fan's flames, the mucous membrane covering the starry sky was scalded into a huge gap, and then spread like a piece of paper being ignited in the middle, like a wildfire burning the plain.

............

The Sanskrit text was sacrificed, and the old monk spurted three mouthfuls of blood.

The unicorn in the broken talisman eggshell did not attack immediately, but stretched out its tongue full of bee stings and licked Zhou Yuanming.

Half of Zhou Yuanming's cheeks were immediately dripping with blood, but he showed a terrifying smile, and a powerful force poured into his body in a surging invisible posture.

His realm began to climb endlessly, his body began to swell, and he felt that his sanity had disappeared from his mind.

He wants to kill everyone in front of him and destroy this imperial city that is like a prison.

It's just that these ambitions are generated with the power pouring into his body, making him feel incomparably strong.

When Lin Fan's flames scorched the power conveyor belt, his expression stiffened, his body froze, and a violent emotion arose, he roared, and the entire temple collapsed......!