With the exquisite moon, a command was given, and some forces attached to the Dark Temple were gathered, and began to attack all the forces related to the Holy Pavilion in the surrounding area.

"I trust, here again! Are these guys crazy !?"

"Hurry up, stop ...... no, run away! Stay away from these lunatics."

"What's the situation !? What are the Mongolians and mad people doing ?!"

"Run away before you talk!"

"..."

Various scoldings kept ringing in the surrounding mountains and ruins.

These fighters with various relationships with Shengtian Pavilion, all depressed, are about to vomit blood.

Especially those who finally broke the ban on the ruins and were just ready to harvest the treasures were attacked by the power of the Dark Temple. They could only retreat and watched, and the harvest was returned to others.

The key is that the power of the Dark Temple is too powerful. Seven or eight forces are gathered together, led by the great emperor, and spread to all nearby mountains. When you see the subordinate power of the Holy Pavilion, you start directly. No nonsense at all.

On the side of Shengtian Pavilion, a group of big men concentrated in front of the enchantment of the Golden Spirit Peak, attacking the enchantment with all their strength, regardless of their life or death.

In this way, these fighters belonging to the Holy Pavilion can't compete with the Dark Temple at all, they can only run away with tears in their eyes, and they miss their gains.

"Good! Good job!"

"Catch up, kill one if you can kill one, and reward one Huang Quanguo for each kill!"

"Well ... you are the only ones you have killed now !? Is your strength getting weaker or weaker? Still, you don't want to help me with all your power !?"

"And there ..."

"....."

Lingling, standing on the top of a mountain peak, in a white skirt, flying against the mountain wind, covered with icy faces, and continuously issuing various orders for information.

At this time, the exquisite moon was full of momentum, showing the Tianwei of the Lord of the Dark Temple.

"Huh! Now, even if you collect some interest, see how I clean up your bunch of holy heaven garbage!"

Yueling Ling gently put down her hand to communicate the jade amulet, and in a blink of an eye, swept towards the Golden Spirit Peak, the group of Saint Tiange men who were still attacking the enchantment, their mouths were light and their eyes were cold.

However, at this moment, abnormal changes occurred suddenly!

Boom ... Rumble! Boom .... Rumble!

The enchantment enveloping the entire Golden Spirit Peak burst out with two loud noises. The enchanting enchantment force suddenly exploded, making the whole world shiver.

Including Yuelinglong and the strong men in the surrounding mountains, all the strong men near the Golden Spirit Peak all changed their faces, looked up and looked towards the Golden Spirit Peak.

"Haha, this enchantment has at most half of the defense. It's about to die, everyone!"

An emperor who attacked the enchantment laughed loudly.

"That's great! I can go in soon!"

"Hurry up, everyone is working hard. The tomb of Huangquan is where the tombs of the imperial family of the imperial family used to be, countless strange treasures!"

"Don't talk about the heavenly treasure, just the fruit of the demon in that stone forest, it's amazing!"

"Hurry up, do your best!"

The Thunder Emperor of Thunder, the Emperor of Heaven's Power, including a circle, could not find the trace of Chu Yan. The Emperor of Heavenly Canal who had just returned, a group of big brothers, all excited and excited, all screaming, crazy Shot.

boom! boom! boom!

The more violent attacks of various emperors suddenly doubled in an instant, like a flood tide, towards the Golden Spirit Peak enchantment in front of them.

Each emperor's face was full of surprises and excitement. He was at the forefront of the Golden Spirit Peak enchantment, blocking a large group of military emperors from behind.

These Emperor Wudi are strong, the number is extremely gold, the black is overwhelming ...

However, they know that with these holy emperors, they want to gain something in this tomb of Huangquan, which is harder than going to heaven!

"Oh my God, that enchantment's defense really weakened!"

"That is, the thickness of the enchantment is more than half thinner than it was, and it looks like it won't last long!"

"What a terrifying enchantment! So many Holy Emperor Realms have been bombarded for almost a day before destroying half!"

"Yes! If in the ancient times, I am afraid that even the Demigods are powerful, and the ancient demons are really powerful!"

"Well, look at the stone forest behind me, I dare say, the number of demon fruit is definitely not less than a hundred!"

"One hundred! If it is a big fortune! With this wealth, it is entirely in the ten-square star domain, and a weak Zongmen force is established!"

"Don't think about it ... We martial arts realms, there will be opportunities ..."

"That is, I am afraid that once the enchantment is broken, we have no chance to see the fruits of the demon, and they are all taken away by the saints."

"Oh! We Emperor Wudi, we are weak, we can't help it ..."

"....."

Outside of the Golden Spirit Peak enchantment, those crowd-like Wudijing strongmen, from the beginning of the exclamation, finally turned into a depressed sigh.

Ordinary elite geniuses don't dare to expect, even if they are great emperors, they only need to shake their heads.

In front of the Golden Spirit Peak, the explosive sound of attacking enchantment continued .....

On the other side, in the ruined palace under the ground, Chu Yan just woke up from the cultivation and adjusting his breath.

Looking up, looking at the Xiaoxuanling River not far away ...

Above the river surface, the deity of the Holy Rakshasa, holding a silver fork, soared above the realm of the Holy Rakshasa, and traversed the entire river. Any trace of "Sky Demon Soul" could not approach the little white bear within a thousand steps.

At the same time, the silver fork of the Holy Rakshasa deity cast a silver awn and shone at the end of the river, devouring these evil spirits.

Over time, fewer and fewer red souls flowed from the source of the river.

The little white bear was lying in the river with a soothing face, and the purple fur on his body flashed a faint golden light.

"Holy Rakshasa, Rakshasa territory, close!"

After another hundred breaths, Chu Yan saw the source of the river, and no red water flowed out. He waved his hand and recovered the Holy Rakshasa deity.

"Boss, almost! The tomb of Huangquan seems to be opening soon, it should be no more than two hours!"

The little white bear felt that Chu Yan woke up ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ opened his eyes and said.

"Two hours !?" Chu Yan frowned slightly.

Two hours, not too much, if you want to do something, it should be almost enough.

"Jade beetle, come out!"

With a soft whistle, a big hand turned over, a jade charm appeared, infuriated, the exquisite jade beetle flew off and landed on Chu Yan's shoulder.

"Dangdang, give me a clone to evolve, want your deity!"

"Fat, give me one of the best breath-taking jade charms, to be able to isolate all the breath of Dangdang deity!"

Chu Yan looked at Xiao Baixiong and Situ Yang and kept talking.

"Hmm ...."

Hearing Chu Yan's words, the little white bear stood up from the Xiaoxuanling River, his whole body exploded, and the purple light soared ...