Wu Dong Qian Kun Chapter 1281: Temple of Heaven
Chapter 1281
On the mirror screen, the light overflowed, showing the figure in the black coffin as much as possible. Although he closed his eyes at this time, anyone could feel the severe aggression. Sex.
"Temple of Heaven!"
Yan Zhu and other people's eyes were also sinking at this moment, and there was a thick killing intention on their faces, and finally this guy was found!
Ying Huanhuan stared at the man in black in the mirror, and then her eyes were frozen, her closed eyes seemed to tremble slightly, and then her eyes were slowly at this time. Open.
Boom!
At the moment when his eyes opened, it seemed as if there was a surge of evil that was enough to make people fall. If that kind of evil were to be glanced at by an unsound mind, he would lose his mind.
Ying Huanhuan and others were staring at the Temple of Heaven with the eyes open coldly, and the latter looked at the mirror like this. He seemed to be aware of the kind of detection far away.
"Oh, is the owner of the ice?"
The Temple of Heaven in the coffin slowly stood up. He looked at the mirror with a slight smile, and said with a lazy look, "There are some means, so that you can detect them."
No one answered, because I could n’t hear the answer. The Heavenly Temple could be detected by Tianyan, but the two sides could n’t communicate with each other. At this time, the Heavenly Temple was only talking to the void, but he knew, he said If so, they should see them.
"Since I have detected my position, I will wait for you, and when you come, I think our grudges should be completely ended." Tianwangdian smiled.
"But"
The corner of Tianwangdian's mouth provoked a wicked and cruel smile. His palm was slowly clenching against the mirror screen, and a strange light passed over his eyes: "This time, you must lose."
The mirror curtain trembled slightly, and then the scene began to blur. The King ’s body became more and more hazy that day. Finally, the mirror curtain trembled and finally disappeared completely. The chaos in the sky finally disappeared. Eyes also become nothing at this time.
Ying Huanhuan stood up, the eyes were full of ice, and said, "The Temple of Heaven should be almost restored."
"What do you do now?" Shen Yan said, the Temple of Heaven was restored, and the combat power of the magic prison will reach its peak, which is obviously not good news for them.
"Their location should be in Xixuanyu, where their base camp is located." Ying Huanhuan said.
"Notify the three major alliances, resolve the deadlock with them as soon as possible, and then transfer all the power to the Western Xuanyu. This time, we will clear them up completely!"
In Ying Huanhuan ’s beautiful eyes, there is a sturdy light called surging. These strange demons are too difficult to entangle them. If they are just lurking them like they were the last time, I am afraid they are not thorough Solve it, but fortunately this time, they have a big advantage, that is, this is their home field, and now the strange demons in this world are imprisoned here, without any support, they will eventually failure!
"Hmm."
Yan Zhu and others nodded solemnly. It seems that this world war really needs to start again, but this time, we can't give these guys any chance!
"We are going to invite the offerings, and when the three main coalition forces get together, we will summon the master sister." Ying Huan thought about it and said again.
"Forcing life and death forcibly?" Yan Zhu and others looked at Ying Huanhuan.
"I can vaguely feel the fluctuations of the older sister. She should be almost the same. If called, it will not be a big deal." Ying Huanhuan said.
The Lord Yan nodded slowly and hesitated again, saying, "But if you want to fight with the Temple of Heaven, I'm afraid you need to use all your power."
Ying Huanhuan was silent in the end. Her little hand with slender white gloves was slowly clenched, and immediately she raised her head, looking at the direction of the sea of chaos, and after a long time, she said: "I know, don't worry, just give it to me at the Temple of Heaven. This time, he won't have another chance to escape."
Exactly, he is not here now, so take advantage of these times to complete these without permission, otherwise, under his watch, can he really make this determination?
Yan Master looked at each other, and then nodded sighing slightly. Once she fully recovered her power, maybe she would return to the way she was in ancient times, right?
"Get ready." Ying Huanhuan waved his jade hands as if weary. Yan Master and others also knew her mood, so they stopped talking, and started to spread the news to the three majors. alliance.
Seeing them dispersed, Ying Huanhuan's teeth could not help biting his red lips and looking at the beautiful eyes in the direction of the chaos, but he refused to move.
"Why not wait for him to go out? We should still have time." Qi Qingzhu looked at Ying Huanhuan and asked.
"I'm afraid I won't let it go at that time."
Ying Huanhuan smiled and said, "In front of him, I can't keep the ice-cold state of mind, and this responsibility always requires someone to take on it. He is very good, but from then on, he still A little distance. "
"This kind of responsibility is too heavy. If I let him bear it, I also feel bad, so let me do it myself."
Yi Qingzhu stared at Ying Huanhuan and said, "But he is afraid he cannot accept the result, and you are probably not an escape if you do this."
"How can there be so many choices in the world?" Ying Huanhuan said quietly: "Also, only he has been persistent and stubborn like a fool. He always thinks that one day, he can bear these Yes. "
The smile on Ying Huanhuan's lips became bitter and helpless: "How is this possible?"
Yi Qingzhu still wants to say another word, but Ying Huanhuan is approaching, smiling at her, "If something goes wrong in the future, please help me take good care of him, okay?"
Yi Qingzhu stared at the pretty girl with some cold cheeks in her face, and said softly, "I can tell from your words that you will have any changes if you fully wake up, but believe me, Even if you are like that, facing him will still be a little different.
"There is an emotion, not pure power can freeze."
Ying Huanhuan froze, and then murmured to himself: "I. I hope it is like that."
But, at the time, I hated even myself, would you still like it?
On the dark river, the man in the coffin slowly stood up. He shook his head slightly to eliminate the slight dizziness in his mind, then looked up at the nothingness that had spied on him before, smiling slightly: " Is it the ice master? It ’s really an old enemy. I did n’t expect that you really succeeded in reincarnation. "
"Boom."
The dark river suddenly burst into a loud noise, a huge black shadow strode forward, and eight huge magic arms waved between them, even the space was sharply distorted.
"Are you finally restored all the Temple of Heaven?" The buzzing voice of the Demon King of Kings echoed on this dark river, causing waves to roll over.
On the surrounding river, a black water column surges up, and then there are eight figures emerging from the top of the water column. Looking closely, it is truly the real master of the magic prison such as the Three Kings Hall.
"We should have been discovered by already." On the far right water column, a thin young boy with a beautiful voice looks young and tender, but in the black eyes, it is There is a heartbreaking entanglement.
"Yeah, I really underestimated the owner of the ice. I originally wanted to prepare some time." Tianwangdian smiled lightly.
"What do you do now? Fight directly with them?" the Three Kings' Hall asked.
"Be assured, they will definitely deal with the aliens that are scattered outside, notify them, and order them to launch a deadly attack. As long as their three major coalition forces have not gathered, they will not dare to come alone." Heavenly Temple casually said.
"The three major alliances are now already stable. I am afraid that these troops alone will not stop them." Three Kings Hall frowned.
"Then all die," said the Temple of Heaven, smiling, revealing his white teeth: "This is their glory."
Although he smiled, his eyes were full of ruthlessness, as if the countless strange warriors abandoned by him did not make him feel the slightest emotional fluctuation.
"This time, no one will be able to stop our footsteps, this plane will eventually become the control of our strange demons."
Tianwangdian grinned. In that smile, there was an endless enthusiasm: "I will complete the great cause of the emperor!"
"Ice Lord, please wait, this time, we will not fail again, really looking forward to your desperate face, haha."
Slightly low laughter spreads far away in this darkness, the river is surging, faint, seems to have countless evil eyes, open in that darkness
Because the outside world is completely boiling because of strange demons, the cultivation field, which seems to have been opened in a long time, is still silent, the kind of tranquility, filled with unspeakable loneliness.
At the top of the altar, the figure has been sitting still for ten years. Ten years later, the clothes on his body were gradually eroded and broken by the years, but his appearance was not the slightest. The change is just the perseverance on that face, as if drawn more and more clearly.
In his body, there is no trace of elemental power and Divine Strength, and he is just like the most ordinary person, as if he is so weak that anyone can ignore it.
Only those who are extremely perceptive can only feel faintly. Under the simplicity, what kind of sharpness is born.
It's so quiet, I don't know how long it lasted. The figure of sitting still for ten years suddenly trembled a little, and the clothes on the body suddenly turned into powder.
Just as the clothes turned into powder, the pupils who had been tightly closed for ten years finally opened at this moment.
The eyes are as dark as night, without any fluctuations, but in this calmness, this vacant world seems to tremble gently under the attention of the eyes and pupils.
The eyes are like the gaze of God, and the world is afraid.
(Sorry, slow thinking, slow writing.
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