Fuyao Temple, that is one of the eighteen shrines in the palace of the gods, it is a clutter hall, which stores all kinds of debris needed by the palace of the gods.

No wonder that the urinals used by Xia Qingchen, and the paintings drawn by hand, will appear in the world.

However, Xia Qingchen was at a loss, why is Fuyao Hall in the world?

At the beginning, he was attacked and killed by Ningshuang, and there was no war between the two.

Why, Fuyao Hall fell to the world?

Looking at the deep abyss, Xia Qingchen finally knew where the abyss came from.

It was smashed when the Fuyao Hall fell!

Moreover, with the power of the Fuyao Temple falling from nine days, the damage caused should be far more than one thousand miles.

Click--

Suddenly, a clear sound came from Fuyao Hall.

A series of blisters followed, as if something had been broken.

Xia Qingchen immediately dragged Linglong to squat behind a sea centipede, gazing through the slit at Fuyao Hall.

"No, why not?" A series of mumbled, mumbling voices came from the hall.

Uh--

A brutal man in a broken cloak, with his hair scattered and **** eyes, jumped up to the roof and looked around for something.

"Ah! Why not!" The latter was extremely irritable, searched for nothing, and swept away the broken bricks of the roof with one foot, yelling and holding his head to the sky.

Looking at his expression, it seemed extremely embarrassed.

boom--

However, unintentional sweeping, sudden changes suddenly.

A broken tile swept a rockery in the palace.

The rockery, which has been subjected to seawater immersion for tens of thousands of years, is fragile and was crushed immediately.

A round bead radiating crimson fluorescence and the size of a skull rolled out from the inside as the rockery shattered.

"Huh?" The lunatic man glanced at the blood and immediately jumped over, holding a handful of crimson beads in his palm and looking carefully: "Is it an antidote? No, why not an antidote?"

He threw it hard and threw the crimson ball into the pool.

Xia Qingchen saw his pupils shrink, and the round bead was not anything else. It was the Jiu Pinyue which he had been looking for! !

Unlike the eighth-grade moon pith, the nineth-grade moon pith has undergone at least five hundred years of moonflower accumulation. The color is no longer a hazy moonlight, but any possible color.

It has been hidden deep in the rockery of the temple.

This rockery was exposed to the moonlight from directly above the abyss all the year round, and the ninth lunar pith was born after a long time.

Its color, after years of precipitation, changed into a crimson color now!

The internal power of Yuehua has already converged extremely deep, but from the appearance and induction, it can't be seen at all. This is a ninth grade moon pith! !

Xia Qingchen strongly endured the thought of picking it up and stayed here, waiting for the mad man to leave.

"I want a panacea, a panacea!" The latter madly destroyed everything around.

Xia Qingchen finally understood that the other party explored the Fuyao Temple, the purpose was to find the magic pill from Jiutian, in order to heal the highly toxic body.

In response, Xia Qingchen secretly shook his head.

If it is the remains of other gods, there may be hope for a magic bullet.

However, the Fuyao Hall of the Divine King really contains all kinds of debris, and there can never be any magic pill.

He came to the wrong place.

Furiously vented, the other party roared several times in the sky and completely abandoned the ruins.

He jumped, stepped on the bodies of many sea centipedes and flew upward.

Xia Qingchen silently waited silently, waiting for the madman to leave and pick up the crimson moon pith.

However, what is unexpected is that the corpse of the centipede suspended above the waves fluctuated during the leap of the mad warrior.

A group of people actually separated the body and slowly came down.

They were Yun Huaxin and others who came afterwards, because they never found Xia Qingchen's traces, they bravely ventured into the abyss.

After getting the moon pith on the cliff, I was still not content, completely forgetting what they had set, not going into the abyss, only taking the rules of the moon pith.

Collectively sneaked into the bottom of the abyss.

As a result, his luck was extremely bad, and he encountered this terrifying madman.

The sea centipede, capable of slaughtering the entire abyss, is so powerful that even if it is not as good as a certain abyssal master.

If they meet head-on, will they be better off?

Xia Qingchen's heart dangled, almost couldn't help showing up.

It is still reasonable to defeat him, and be patient for a while. Now, even if he shoots, it will not help.

Both sides were stunned.

The lunatic warrior apparently did not expect that someone other than him would come.

Yun Huaxin and others did not expect that there was an unexpected mysterious person at the bottom of the abyss.

They paused and looked at each other.

The insane warrior just glanced at them, then lost interest, and a pair of red eyes flew over their heads.

It seems that although he is mad and extremely murderous, as long as he does not hinder him, he will not kill people casually.

Yun Huaxin and others faced with a trace of awe and vigilance, very dimly tacitly dive, there is not even a single language conflict between each other.

At the bottom of such a terrible abyss, a strange person suddenly came across. Anyone's heart was panic?

From a distance, they saw the palace group sunk in the sand, and their eyes rushed in brightly.

The ten of them each dig into a palace, rejoicing over the box and looking for the relics left here.

Xia Qingchen looked at the madman who had only a little back, then looked at the people who were looking for it, and his heart moved, ready to appear to pick up the moon pith.

Just about to move, a figure jumped into the pool.

He stooped and picked up the crimson ball, and took it in front of his eyes for a while: "What? Ore?"

Han Xiangdong looked around curiously and even visited it with Xing Li, but found nothing.

"It doesn't matter, take it back first and talk about it." Han Xiangdong threw it into the space nirvana, and then digged into a hall to find it.

Xia Qingchen was silent for a moment, and slowly said: "I will report it once, I'm afraid I have to say sorry to you."

Beiyuan Jianzun robbed his moon pith, then don't blame him for robbing his son's moon pith.

In this way, the account between them is even!

"Go!" Xia Qingchen stared at the hall where Han Xiangdong was located and walked away.

But, suddenly, I don’t know who made an exclaimed voice: “Look, there’s a dark box here!”

Wow

A bright green light shining from the sky in the center of the Dawei Treasure Hall, reflected the bottom of the entire abyss brilliantly, like daylight.

Seeing this glare, Xia Qingchen's dark path was not good.

The stepped foot was immediately retracted, and at the same time, Linglong, who had just stood up, was pressed back to squat and muttered: "Hush! Don't talk!"

His gaze looked far above the abyss, secretly startled.

He knew the source of the white light, which was the sun-burning light sealed in the Dawei Baodian.

Its role is to decorate the ancient lamps of the Palace of Gods, so that the Palace of Gods is as bright as daylight all year round.