Thousands of years of glory in the Temple of Light have been ruined by this man in front of him!

The majesty is no more, the glory is no more, the light is no more.

But by his own power, he destroyed all the faith that the Temple of Light had undergone. In such a grand spectacle, it looks like a joke.

Even if we could catch her again, so what?

That's also, I can't make up for it.

And all of this is because of his unclear understanding, because of his mistakes, and because of him, he brought such a disaster to the Temple of Light.

He was born to maintain the light, but he brought disaster.

The smell of rust filling his mouth with his teeth biting his lips and his throat was loud, but he couldn't say a word.

The battle intent on his body was very unstable, and the tenth-level power swept away in an instant, so that many people were implicated.

Step by step, close at hand, looking at Fenghua's face, the anger in the depths of his eyes is even more heartache. How much trust I had in Fenghua and the Mo family before.

Now, that feeling of being betrayed hurts.

As soon as you open your mouth.

Burst!

It was the surging blood that vomited out of his heart, the fighting spirit in his body was mixed and chaotic, he was forced to vomit blood, and after he fell to the ground unbearably, before fainting, he said a sentence firmly, "Bright and immortal." ”

Quiet! Silent! Not! Sound!

Boy!

A dignified tenth-level god of war was so angry that he lost his combat effectiveness by the three words that he was fluttering.

The pain and hatred of believers in the Western Continent are mixed. When that trace of love and worship is opposed to faith, they did not hesitate to choose the latter.

Originally, the belief that was made into a miasma by the saint was not much gone, and when Yin Feichan fell, the bright sentence was immortal, and he instantly remembered the beauty of the light.

The fire was blazing, and their belief in the light turned out to be even better at that moment.

The people of the Eastern Continent are gloating.

The one who let you show off your martial arts come to the Eastern Continent to show off, and you were slapped in the face, right?

Sure enough, those who offended the little ancestor didn't end well. Even if you have always been arrogant, thinking that we are gods, and you are the temple of light of ants, it is no exception.

I can't help but watch this scene, except for admiring Fenghua's ability to kill people invisibly, I don't have any other feelings.

If there is, then it should be, this person deserves it.

Ling Ling looked at this scene, his eyes were a little dark and inexplicable.

I don't know why, no matter how pitiful the silver-clothed young man looks, no matter how persistent the beliefs of those believers are, even if the heat wave below almost swallows Fenghua completely.

He felt that the last right thing must be Fenghua.

Instinctive intuition.

It's just that this person really won't be angry to death?

"Sure enough, this kind of person is the most annoying. Look, those believers who are not firm in their faith in the first place. It's annoying to be brainwashed again. Pouting without any psychological burden, Fenghua didn't have a trace of guilt, and said cool words here.

"One sentence makes you so angry that you vomit blood and faint, isn't that the effect you want? Why can I just make him faint, you just want to give him his last breath and let him say this? It's not you yet, it's not comfortable looking for it yourself. Listening to Fenghua's words, the doom monster in his sleeve expressed disgust.

The human mind is trouble, and the person in front of him is the most, otherwise how could he be planted?