Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 593: Blooded Temple Mount

Zhaohui Temple Mountain.

A majestic temple filled with a **** smell that is rarely seen in ordinary times.

On the square of the central temple, corpses dressed in the clothes of male priests were piled up like broken bricks.

The bright red blood stained the holy statue red.

On the steps of the central temple, Zhuo Dingbo, who was wearing a crimson teacher's robe, [golden left hand] gasped heavily.

There was a large hole in his chest the size of a sea bowl, transparent from front to back. It seemed that a terrifying frost energy instantly destroyed all the organs, bones and flesh in this part of his chest. His clothes disappeared instantly, and there was a layer of silver on the wound. of frost.

This is absolutely fatal.

Even if it is a great master of martial arts, there is absolutely no possibility of being spared under such an injury.

At this time, it was only the strong vitality that supported Zhuo Dingbo from dying on the spot.

He tried his best to raise his head, looking at the figure of the tall girl standing on the steps, his eyes could not help showing a trace of despair.

I lost.

I lost badly.

Zhuo Dingbo couldn't imagine why a **** who had just been resurrected would possess such powerful power.

Even if she returned from the battlefield of God's Domain with a fusion of soul and body, it is absolutely impossible for her to recover to this level of strength in such a short period of time without special circumstances.

"I... am ashamed of my god."

Zhuo Dingbo's face was full of shame.

This is already a scene where the overall situation has been decided, and the entire Zhaohui Temple is completely under his control.

All plans are going well.

The **** he believed in had already left Zhaohui City and went to another temple to solve the problem.

But I didn't expect that because of my own carelessness, this **** who should have died would make a comeback and control the temple.

But the news has not yet spread.

For one's own camp, for the gods in his heart, this will be a huge hidden danger.

Bishop Mochizuki stood beside Ye Weiyang.

Looking at the blood-soaked temple, there was a hint of sadness in the joy of victory.

She looked down at the dying [Golden Left Hand] Zhuo Dingbo, a sympathy flashed in her eyes.

Leaving aside the dispute of belief, Archbishop Mochizuki must also admit that this man's attainments in Shinto, his wisdom and strength are all worthy of respect.

It's a pity that the one he gets is the lord

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Of course, Archbishop Mochizuki also had a small doubt in his heart.

The recovery of the realm of strength under the crown is beyond imagination.

Even [Golden Left Hand] Zhuo Dingbo, a top heavyweight in the opponent's camp, is vulnerable in front of His Majesty.

But at this time, Ye Weiyang, whose face was cold, looked outside the temple.

Because of the battle to seize the temple, the entire Temple Mountain has been temporarily sealed off. The energy fluctuations of the battle inside cannot be transmitted to the outside city, and only she can perceive the changes in the outside city to a certain extent.

Just now, Ye Weiyang vaguely felt a force comparable to the blow of a strong man in the heavenly realm, and it exploded outside the west city wall.

That is a force that she must also pay attention to.

Because it can threaten her.

It was not Gao Shenghan, the heaven and man of the Beihai Empire, who made the move.

Because before launching the liquidation against [Golden Left Hand] Zhuo Dingbo, she had a detailed understanding of the top experts in Zhaohui City today. Power, quite different.

This is interesting.

In Zhaohui City, a second celestial being appeared.

With the appearance of this mysterious celestial being, her original plan and strategy will be completely changed.

Not necessarily a bad thing, though.

Maybe it's an opportunity.

Ye Weiyang's expression was unprecedentedly cold.

There is no trace of kindness in her eyes, full of danger and killing.

It feels like a demon crawling back from hell, wanting to take the most cruel and inhuman revenge.

"Grandma, go down the mountain and find out for me what happened outside the west gate of the first city wall."

Ye Weiyang looked at Archbishop Mochizuki, and said without doubt: "Go now, the sooner the better."

Archbishop Mochizuki didn't perceive what was happening outside, and was taken aback when he heard the words, but seeing Ye Weiyang's expression was so dignified and serious, he didn't dare to neglect at all, bowed to his orders, turned and left, and turned into a Streamer, go downhill fast.

At the same time, Ye Weiyang's gaze fell on [Golden Left Hand] Zhuo Dingbo who was still breathing.

Zhuo Dingbo knew that there was no hope of survival, so he smiled wryly: "I am willing to admit defeat and surrender to death, but please forgive me and let the people behind me go, they don't know the real inside story, they are just following the right way It's just belief, I pull them into the religion, also in the name of the crown

Yi..."

Ye Weiyang shook her head coldly.

"Whoever betrays God will never forgive."

She refused cruelly.

A hint of disappointment appeared on Zhuo Dingbo's face: "Your Majesty's heart has been completely polluted by revenge, and you are nothing but a depraved demon, and you are no longer worthy of the **** of righteous faith." , Hehehe, it seems that my choice is not wrong, since this is the case..."

He suddenly seemed to have made some decision, and a wave of powerful strength comparable to the peak power surged out of him.

Ye Weiyang sneered.

She looked down.

Like an ant.

Zhuo Dingbo burst out with his last strength, but he didn't attack Ye Weiyang.

Instead, he turned around abruptly and rushed towards the more than twenty male and female priests behind him.

They are his believers and followers.

It is also a group of people who were identified by Ye Weiyang as those who betrayed God and were unwilling to forgive.

Zhuo Dingbo's figure erupted with dazzling silver light, covering the group of people.

And these people did not struggle and resist.

They looked pitiful and solemn, allowing Zhuo Dingbo's last burst of power to swallow them up.

Their lives, souls, beliefs and strength, at this moment, perfectly fit with Zhuo Dingbo's life, soul and beliefs, forming an unparalleled resonance.

The power formed by this kind of resonance caused Ye Weiyang to change color slightly, feeling a bit of fear.

A silver beam of light rises from the sky, piercing straight into the void.

"My God, listen to your believers, and pray for the last time."

It seems to be Zhuo Dingbo's voice, and everyone's voice, gathered together at this moment.

Ye Weiyang sneered: "Want to send a message to that evil god? Hehe..."

She raised her hand.

The terrifying power of the silver frost surged instantly.

But at the next moment, she suddenly stopped and gave up her plan to stop it.

Looking at the silver beam of light, Ye Weiyang broke through the divine way formation and restriction covering the temple mountain, and passed on the news here.

When the silver beam of light dissipated, Zhuo Dingbo and the twenty people stood still like sculptures, their facial expressions were lifelike, but when a gust of wind blew, the twenty people were like green smoke It generally dissipates, turns into powder, and goes with the wind...