When the people in the Temple of God heard the sound, all Qi orifices of anger gave rise to smoke, each of them flushed red, and their soul power exploded. Everyone wanted to rush over immediately and smash that dream Changjun.

"Nonsense! Nonsense!"

"Yimeng Changjun, you are simply turning black and white!"

"All this was picked up by Li Guyi first. How can you blame Bai Ye?"

"It's a strong word!"

The elders Wen Xiaoxuan, Mo Ziyun and others trembled with anger, and all the disciples couldn't sit still.

On the contrary, Zhang Shenwu seemed very calm. He took a deep breath and ignored Yimeng Changjun and others, but turned his head and looked at the Lord of the Gods Temple behind.

Obviously, in this case, you can only look at the Lord of the Temple of God.

What he said was useless.

Because these people are inverting right and wrong and convince them by reason? That is equivalent to talking about the fish in the river going ashore and talking about the birds in the sky into the pot.

The scene was boiling.

Many people whispered and discussed.

On the other hand, Bai Ye looked at this scene blankly without saying a word, like an outsider.

"So, sirs, what do you want?" At this time, the Lord of the God Temple spoke lightly, and a gentle voice came out.

His words immediately silenced the seething scene.

"I think we demand severe punishment for Bai Ye, and your God Temple may not be able to do it. If so, let's retreat! We are not demanding, as long as Bai Ye is deprived of the right to participate in the battle of the group. Yes," Yimeng Changjun said lightly.

As soon as these words fell, the people on the scene breathed tightly.

"What? Depriving White Night of the right to participate?"

"How about that?"

"In this way, what will the people of our God Temple fight with you?"

"You just say that we want our God Temple to surrender!"

The **** of heaven said angrily.

The meaning of Yimeng Changjun couldn't be more clear to everyone.

If Bai Ye’s qualifications are deprived, then these people will inevitably send someone more powerful than Li Chiyu. Now the Supreme God’s Temple can no longer produce too good seeds, except for Zhan Hongxue who can fight, The rest are dead and wounded, who can be the enemy?

Once Bai Ye was deprived of his qualifications, then this group of sect battles, the Supreme God Temple had basically declared a failure.

How can the Lord of the Temple of God know what Yimeng Changjun means? He shook his head straight, but did not immediately answer Yimeng Changjun. Instead, he looked at Bai Ye over there and asked calmly, "Bai Ye, do you have any ideas?"

"I didn't violate the rules." Bai Ye said indifferently, "Whether I killed Li Chiyu or Li Guyi, I didn't violate the rules, so none of what Master Yimeng Changjun said was true, and I was naturally innocent. "

"Ok?"

Yimeng Changjun and the others frowned.

They obviously didn't expect Bai Ye to say such a thing.

"Oh? Then tell me, why didn't you violate the rules?" The Lord of God Temple asked lightly.

"Because I didn't kill Li Guyi after the game, but wiped it out during the game." Bai Ye said indifferently: "The eighth rule of the Battle of the Groups was clearly stipulated. As long as someone intervenes in the game, the contestant is Those who have the right to kill the intervener, and the intervener can’t have any complaints, and the sect that the intervener belongs to cannot retaliate. It all comes down to the blame! But after I killed Li Guyi, the elder Yun announced the end of the game, so I said that I did not violate Regulations!"

As soon as the words fell, Yimeng Changjun immediately hummed: "The strong words are unreasonable, and the game ended when you killed Li Chiyu!"

"Are you a referee?" Bai Ye asked back.

Yimeng Changjun frowned without saying a word.

"You are neither Elder Yun Qingye nor a referee. When will the game end, do you have the final say?" Bai Ye said lightly.

Everyone was speechless.

"that's right."

"The game should be judged by Elder Yun, not your Dream Heaven Sect!"

The people of the Temple of God all agreed.

The situation seems to be heading towards Bai Ye.

Yimeng Changjun and the others secretly gritted their teeth, but never thought that this white night would not only have strength, but also a pair of sharp teeth!

At this time, Li Pokun seemed to be unable to hold it back, and roared out like a roar: "Even if we are not referees, we are also witnesses! Bai Ye! You killed Sect Master Li, do you still want to fall back? , This is the way your god’s temple does things? Your god’s temple killed your disciples so violently, but you look down on us power tribes? Although our power tribes are not as good as your god’s temple, they can never tolerate you. The Temple of God is bullying at will!"

As soon as the words fell, all the disciples of Xuanzong stood up.

People from Meng Tianzong, Lingxi Sword Sect, Huang Yuezong, Qixia Palace, and Daoshengxiang Temple also stood up from their chairs.

The people all urged their spirits, as if they were about to go to war, they all stared at the Lord of God's Heavenly Hall scorchingly, waiting for his reply.

The Lord of the Temple of God did not say a word, but he understood everything.

These people... are not going to make sense at all!

"Why? You are going to do it here? Humph, are you really bullying when I am God Temple?"

Zhang Shenwu and others have long been angry and angry. Seeing the other party like this, they are no longer polite, and shouted: "Where are the disciples of the Temple of Heaven?"

"I'm waiting!"

The sound of mountains and tsunami resounded outside the arena.

All the disciples in the seat stood up, drew their swords and stared at the opposite side.

And a large number of elite disciples poured in from the arena, directly surrounding the entire arena, and everyone glared at these outsiders.

Compared with the number of people, the advantages of these foreigners are not big.

As for the strong, even if the ranking elders such as Zhang Shenwu can't beat these Sect Masters, it will not be too difficult to contain them. In addition, there is also the terrible evil genius Bai Ye. Once he starts, who Winner and loser can be seen at a glance.

As for the Lord of the Temple of God, there is no need to say more.

The scene was tense, and it seemed that a big battle was about to take place.

Both sides looked scorchingly, both of them did not dare to breathe.

But Li Pokun, Yimeng Changjun and the others didn't show the slightest panic on their faces.

They stared at the Lord of the Temple of God, the corners of their mouths raised, and smiled softly: "If you want to fight, you will fight, the people of the Temple of God, let go!"

When the voice fell, these outer disciples wanted to rush up.

However, just at this critical moment...

"Stop it all!"

This voice immediately made everyone froze in place.

Because the master of the voice... is the master of the gods!

Countless pairs of eyes immediately locked towards the Lord of God's Temple.

But seeing him stand up, coldly shouted: "Let down all weapons!"

Although the voice is not loud, it is full of endless majesty.

People looked at it in amazement.

People in the Temple of God did not dare to hesitate, and immediately put away their weapons.

The disciples outside the clan hesitated a little, and looked at Li Pokun and others.

"Take it away first, don't worry!"

Li Pokun whispered.

"How scared? Sect Master, there are already so many tribes waiting outside the Temple of Heaven. Once the battle begins here, they will definitely respond!"

A disciple lowered his voice, obviously still a little unwilling to say.

"Then have you ever thought, can you still leave here alive?"

Before leaving Pokun's mouth, the Lord of the God Temple over there shouted directly.

Everyone trembled with this sound.

The disciple looked at the Lord of God's Heavenly Hall incredibly.

His soul-wrapped voice can be easily heard by the Lord of the Heavenly Temple, showing how terrifying the Lord of the Heavenly Temple is.

"Shentian Temple Lord, what do you mean?" Li Pokun raised his eyebrows slightly, staring at the God Temple Lord.

"Whether this matter is right or wrong, the Lord of the Hall does not want to argue for the time being. The battle of the sects is not over yet. The Lord of the Hall just wants to ask you whether you still want to participate in the war of the sects? If you don't want to participate, please speed up. Leave quickly. If you want to continue, sit down. Whoever dares to make trouble, the Lord of the Temple has the right to ask him to leave me too to the Temple of God!" The Lord of the Temple of God said calmly, without seeing the joy and sorrow. .

But the more so, the more fearful it is.

All the strong frowned again and again.

Yimeng Changjun snorted, and said coldly: "So the Lord is planning not to pursue Bai Ye's fault? Prevaricate this matter?"

"The killing of Sect Master Li by Baiye is what everyone saw with their own eyes. Isn't the Lord Hallmaster wanting to fall back, right?" Old Natian said lightly.

"If this is the case, then there is no point in holding this group battle!" Li Pokun also said in a deep voice.

The smell of gunpowder rose again.

However, at this moment, the Lord of the Temple of God Shen said: "Bai Ye did have a mistake first, but Li Guyi was the inducement. When discussing Bai Ye’s fault, shouldn’t you explain the fault of the Huangyue Sect? Everyone forcibly blamed my noble disciples. , Still want to convince my God Temple? Even if you want to condemn it, it is impossible for my God Temple to deprive Bai Ye of qualifications according to what you said!"

"The Lord of the Temple of God intends to save White Night to death?"

Fierce light flashed in Li Pokun's eyes.

As soon as his words fell, those outsiders drew out their swords again, they were actually preparing to do so.

"Since you decide to fight, do it!"

The Lord of the Temple of God calmly said: "I know that you have reinforcements, but please don’t underestimate the strength of my Temple of God. In addition, everyone in this Temple of God, this seat can guarantee that you will never live. Leave the Temple of God!"

The voice fell, and the Lord of the Heavenly Hall raised his hand and waved.

boom! !

The vast sky changes suddenly.

A huge vortex swirled out of the sky, followed by several terrifying white dragons descending from the sky, continuously rotating around the entire arena.

An invisible coercion fell.

At this moment, no matter who it is, they only feel that they have turned into ants.

In the face of this power, everyone feels extremely small...

Li Pokun, Yimeng Changjun, old woman holding the sky, insight into the master, and eloquent swords all face shocked.

At this moment, they felt the power of God's Temple Lord!

Bai Ye was equally frightened.

But at this moment, he suddenly remembered something.

The Lord of the Gods Temple... is just a clone!

A clone has such a means, then his deity...what kind of power should it be?

Thinking of this, Bai Ye is already in a cold sweat...