My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: The eight hundred and twenty-two
The lord of the Sun Moon Temple, dead.
The fate lamp he hung in the organization was completely extinguished at noon today.
Thinking of the huge price spent on him, Hall Master Ghost Mian felt a bit of a headache.
This is the peak of the Immortal Venerable Realm that was raised up at a great expense in the organization, how could it die so suddenly!
There must have been something he didn't know about in this.
The ghost face hall master looked at the scorched earth in front of him coldly.
The surrounding area of the temple has been burned to the point where it is impossible to see the original face.
Several people sorting out the corpse fragments on the scorched earth, from time to time scoop out one or two bones from the pile of waste soil.
Ghost Master looked at everything in front of him with a cold face.
took a deep breath and exhaled, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he said coldly, "You don't have to clean up."
He has just explored the surroundings with his spiritual sense, and there is no life left, and it doesn’t make much sense to clean up these things.
"Hall Master, these people's deaths are a bit strange." A black-clothed masked man approached him and whispered.
"Their bones seem to have been gnawed by something, almost no complete fragment can be found."
Ghost Master frowned slightly.
"Go and see the back mountain." The ghost face hall master flicked his sleeves, turned and led a dozen of his confidants, and quickly moved towards the back mountain.
I don’t know, but at first glance, the master of the ghost face was a little guarded, and he looked at the ruined mountains in shock.
The extent of the damage here is beyond his expectation.
Compared with the scorched earth in the temple, at least half of the mountains that stretched for thousands of miles have completely sunk because of the sinking of the ground.
Inexplicably, the ghost face hall master thought of that facial paralyzed face.
then even shook his head.
impossible!
Where is this little guy so capable, can he move mountains without water?
is not really a god, the ghost face hall master thought for a while, secretly curled his lips, and then instructed everyone, "search everywhere to see if you can find the hall master's body."
His body has been modified many times by drugs.
Those medicines are the only things that can't be found.
Speaking of it, the body of the Lord of the Temple should be more than ten times stronger than an ordinary cultivator. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is made of copper and iron.
But it was such a person who died suddenly.
What's weirder is that the Miniature of Lifelight staying at the headquarters did not capture any useful information.
This means...
The Lord of the Temple shattered his body, but his soul was instantly and mercilessly killed.
The afterimage of the life lamp has no time to engrave the fragment that occurred.
The hall master of Ghost Mian thought of this, and felt a little bored in his heart for no reason.
The body of the Lord of the Temple is still useful. If you can find it back, it will be good...
The dozen confidantes around the hall master of the ghost face followed a trace of what seemed like nothing, and searched around near the entrance of the tunnel.
"Hall Master." One of them called out.
The Ghost Mian Hall Master followed, looking at the dark pit underneath with a little complicated eyes.
This is the opening of the nine-star lore formation in the Holy Land.
The ghost noodle hall master was a little puzzled.
This holy place is not accessible to any outsider.
That is to say, someone took the arbor and they fled here, and then this place became the burial place of the Lord of the Temple.
Miyan!
The ghost face hall master gritted his teeth, and Mi Yan must have brought them here. Click on Baidu to read the latest chapter of "My Crown Prince's Super Fierce Literature" for the first time for free.