Looking at the area turned into nothingness, all the people who came after hearing the news were stunned.

Especially those disciples of Bing Xintang, all of them had numb scalp, and their hearts were cold.

A strong man of his sect pressed up with that terrible aura, looked around the broken void, whirled and frowned, and said: "It's so violent, if you don't need some unique means, just let this The void in the area returns to its original state on its own. I am afraid that it will not be possible after ten years!"

As soon as these words fell, the disciple of the Temple of Heaven became pale again.

ten years?

That day lily will be cold!

At this moment, Bing Yunyan seemed to have thought of something, and immediately turned his head and drank: "Quickly, go and ask Elder Yun to come over, ask him to use time magic to turn the time in this area back, quick!"

"Oh...ok...ok, sister!"

The disciple nodded repeatedly, turned around and ran out.

"No need to go!"

Bai Ye stepped forward, glanced at the emptiness, and said calmly: "The time trajectory here has been disrupted. Even if the Sect Master comes, it won't go back!"

Hearing this, people were discouraged.

Bing Xintang's disciple was even more desperate.

"What's the matter? What happened?"

At this time, a burst of shouting sounded.

Then a group of disciples from the Temple of Gods squeezed the crowd and walked over.

At first glance, this was a disciple of Wen Xiaoxuan, the eighth elder of Ling Xuantang.

The leader is Zhong Ximing, the chief disciple of Lingxuantang.

Next to him is Zhao Yanran, who has a close relationship with Bai Ye.

Zhao Yanran stepped forward, glanced at the broken void, then glanced at the pale Bing Yunyan, and frowned, "Sister Bing, what's the matter? Is anyone doing it here?"

"I don't know..." Bing Yunyan lightly shook Zhenshou, somewhat weakly said: "Somehow, this place suddenly exploded and it became like this."

"Oh?" Zhao Yanran glanced at the broken void, then secretly scanned the white night next to his eyes, and asked: "This is the seat of my God Temple, can't it be restored?"

"The time trajectory has been disrupted, and the time magic cannot be restored. It can only be restored by other means, but... the battle of the group is about to be held, it is too late!" Bing Yunyan bit her lips tightly.

Zhao Yanran and others were silent.

Instead, Zhong Ximing from behind stepped forward and asked in a deep voice, "Junior Bing, what is it for?"

Bing Yunyan hesitated, and whispered: "The formation..."

"Arrangement?"

People around were stunned.

Those outsiders were even more boiling.

"Isn't it? This is the place used by the people of the Temple of Heaven to make formations?"

"Healing circle?"

"That's over, it's all like this bird here, so how do you arrange it?"

"Move a place!"

"Move the place? How can it be too late? And here is the main seat! The main seat is withdrawn, and the master is forced to move the ground. Isn't the God Temple going to be laughed at by the people of the world?"

"Hehe, let's see how they deal with it!"

Many outsiders gloated and watched this scene playfully.

Bing Yunyan's face was ugly, and he waved his hand to the disciple beside him, motioning him to inform the elder.

After a while, Yun Qingye ran over with a gloomy face.

Seeing Bai Ye and Bing Yunyan again, his already ugly face is now even more ugly.

Especially White Night.

He found that as long as something went wrong, there would be this guy.

First, a disciple of the Logistics Department died tragically on the top of the Soul Martial Hall, and then a riot in the trials, and then chased and killed the elders of the Bing Martial Hall. Half of the temple was raged. Before Ban Zhuxiang, this person also clashed with foreigners... .

Now that I entered this arena, something went wrong again.

Yun Qingye feels that the Zongmen has come to the Scourge?

After a little understanding of the situation, Yun Qingye pointed directly at the broken void and shouted at Bai Ye: "Did you?"

"Does Elder Yun have any opinion on me? It was already like this before I came here, don't wrong the good people!" Bai Ye said.

"Good person? You are not a good person!" Yun Qingye stared at Baiye, and drew in a low voice, "Who did this?"

Bai Ye keeps silent.

He also knew that he had no good impression in the hearts of these elders.

But he didn't care.

After all, he only stayed in the Temple of God for three years.

"Elder Yun, it is not investigating who did this. The most urgent thing is to find a way to arrange a healing circle and ensure logistics, otherwise I will be at a disadvantage in the battle of the group!" Bing Yunyan said anxiously.

Yun Qingye's face darkened a bit after hearing the sound.

He glanced at the outsiders who were watching the excitement around him, and then winked at the disciple beside him.

Those disciples understood, and immediately dispersed the surrounding foreigners.

"Okay, okay, go away! It's okay!"

"Everyone is gone!"

...

The voice sounded, and the people around gradually dispersed.

However, they did not go far, but looked frequently, obviously everyone was interested in how the God Temple handled this matter.

"Elder Yun, is there a way to restore this place?" Zhong Ximing stepped forward and asked with his fists.

Yun Qingye glanced at the broken void, closed his eyes and felt it, and whispered in a deep voice: "It should be a magic weapon that destroyed this area, and the grade of the magic weapon is not low. , But the lord is now meeting with the leaders of the sects, I can't see him! I'm afraid I have seen him, and I can't deal with it!"

"so what should I do now?"

"Either... change place!"

Yun Qingye said Shen.

"Change place?" Bing Yunyan was taken aback: "Did you change the entire seat?"

"That won't work!" Yun Qingye repeatedly shook his head, and said solemnly: "This is the master seat of my God Temple. If the master seat is empty, how decent is it? My God Temple must not be laughed at by the people of the world? This is absolutely impossible! "

"But the array area here has been distorted and it is impossible to cast an array." Bingyun's face was full of anxiety and helplessness: "Or the elder, the disciple will arrange the healing array outside the arena? How?"

"That's not okay." Yun Qingye shook his head again, and said lightly: "As soon as the match starts, the formation is off the court. If my disciple is injured, he will have to be taken off the court to heal him. This time and again is too time-consuming. Now, it will affect the game. You know, although this battle between the clans is about the clans, the fact is that many clans are targeting the temple of my god. How can the logistics support be so procrastinated?"

"What can the elder do?"

Bing Yunyan was completely gone and asked Yun Qingye directly.

However, Yun Qingye was silent for a moment, pointed to the seat behind him, and said: "In this way, I will remove some of the disciples' seats and make a small space here. How about you set up here?"

"This...I'm afraid it won't work..." Bing Yunyan hesitated and shook his head again and again: "The place is too small, our magic circle cannot be used, we can only simplify it, but once the magic circle is simplified, the magic circle The healing effect will be greatly reduced..."

"It's okay!"

Yun Qingye laughed: "You just set it up. This time the battle of the sects, our God Temple is bound to win. It's not certain whether someone will be injured. Even if your array is set up, it might be A decoration, let's do it!"

After finishing speaking, Yun Qingye waved his hand directly: "Send someone to investigate who broke the void in this area. If you have the result, tell me immediately!"

"Yes, elder!"

"Ok."

Yun Qingye nodded, and before Bing Yunyan could speak, he turned and walked away.

"Elder..."

Bing Yunyan shouted a few times.

But Yun Qingye has gone far.