Chapter 538

The black temple, cold and evil, is located between the mountains, away from the sun. It is shrouded by the shadow of the mountains.

The temple in the valley is overgrown with weeds, desolate and empty.

Here seems to have been abandoned existence, only a few black birds from time to time in the temple above the rise and fall.

However, qiandaoliu felt a sinister and terrifying atmosphere from the temple, while Wang Jian and others in the rear had the same feeling with him.

"Doudouluo, you'll meet us outside later, so don't go in."

Suddenly, Wang Jian turned his head and said to Dugu Bo.

Dugu Bo was stunned, then nodded.

"President Wang, together?"

In front of him, Qian Daoliu, who is the immortal in white, turns his head and looks at Wang Jian, with an indifferent smile on his face.

Wang Jian laughed and said, "let's go together."

All of a sudden, the four fell towards the temple below.

However, no matter who has enough vigilance in mind, to the temple, but also to the other two people.

To be honest, Wang Jian is not so worried about destroying the evil spirit master now. Since there are Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue, he can join in or not

The evil spirit master made him think a lot, mostly about some organizations that could only survive in the dirty sewers in the previous life, a group of... Stupid people who hurt others but not themselves!

Since all the people have come, there is no reason to retreat. These people should be worthy of their use.

He has just made a breakthrough, and he still needs some "companion training" to help him run in his strength.

The land under the Black Temple stretches like flat terraces. Only shallow alpine plants grow here. The thin layer of these plants on the ground is like a green carpet, inlaid with some unknown small white flowers.

On these lands, there are many black stone carvings, which are either collapsed or buried. They are ferocious and fierce.

In the fall, it seems that all of a sudden from the world came to the ghost land.

Several people look at each other with a fake smile. They have their own calculation. If they can, they will never miss the chance to pit each other here.

Suddenly, in this quiet place came a small sound of footsteps.

Their faces changed slightly, and they turned to look at the temple above.

The door of the temple is wide open, but at a glance, you can only see the darkness like ink, and you can't see anything in the temple.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the darkness, and his whole body was covered in a black cloak, revealing a haggard face, wrinkled like bark.

"Everyone, please leave as soon as possible!"

The mysterious man's voice is very hoarse, like the uneven stone friction and creak.

"Cher!"

Qiandaoliu looks at the mysterious man and looks calm as usual.

Qianren snow nodded gently, and her soul power began to surge again. One soul ring after another slowly rose from the bottom of her feet. There were eight, and three pairs of snow-white wings appeared behind her.

At the moment when the wings of Qianren snow appeared, the sacred feeling that can't be described by words came out from Qianren snow. Her face was calm and soft, full of holy light.

The mysterious face suddenly changed and blurted out: "angel!"

In a flash, he felt that he had guessed the intention of Wang Jian and others.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. Between his hands suddenly appeared a black and lustrous crown. The whole crown was made of black thorns. Holding the crown high in his hands, he roared: "great master of death, please destroy the enemy!"

Master of death?!

Wang Jian's face moved and was a little strange.

Isn't it the God of the storm?

All of a sudden, he reacted and scolded in his heart.

Good guy, these guys are good at camouflage. The God of storm is also used to deceive people!

After the mysterious man raised the crown of death thorns, the earth suddenly trembled.

"Be careful!"

By my side, came the reminder of the dark night.

He nodded, his eyes suddenly turned to the black stone carvings on the ground.

In his reaction, these stone carvings seem to come to life?

It seems to confirm his judgment, and soon these ferocious stone carvings began to shake violently. The black light from the depth of these stone carvings broke through the stone skin on the outside and crushed them into powder, exposing the green skin below.

With a long breath, after the eyelids slightly raised, these ghost like figures showed their scarlet eyes.

"Kill them!"

The mysterious man roared wildly.

Those evil spirits began to attack Wang Jian and others. Their eyes were fierce and they could not see the light of wisdom. They seemed to be a group of creatures who only knew how to kill.

But... These guys don't seem to be weak.

According to the information from the eye of exploration, it seems that every one of these ghosts has the power of soul Saint level?

"Kill

Qianren Snow's long golden hair flutters wantonly, and her eyes are as clear as the sky. After looking around, a holy sword composed of golden red flames suddenly appears in her hand.

"Shua!"

With the holy sword waving and the power of holiness, light and purification, the evil spirits who rushed to her suddenly disappeared.

"Sure enough..."

Not far away, Wang Jiannan looked at the scene in a whisper.

As expected, qianrenxue has already started the assessment of inheriting the throne of God, otherwise her strength can't be improved so fast, and it can't be so easy to eliminate these evil spirits.

Even if she is the owner of angel spirit, she is naturally restrained from the owner of evil attribute, which can not reach the level of crushing.

No matter how you think about it, only Qian Renxue has some divine power to do this.

Around, there are more than a dozen ghosts towards him and dark night.

Wang Jian's robe shook and the ruler appeared in his hand.

Looking at the evil spirits around, Haoran Zhengqi gushes out of the ruler, a power different from the divine power gushes out, but the control of evil is not inferior to the divine power.

The vast white light diffuses around, which is a vast breath that can not be described by words. It seems to represent the holiness, rightness and greatness of heaven and earth.

Vast as mountains, as the ocean, as the sky, as the world!

More than a dozen of the evil spirits were slightly stiff, and soon turned into fly ash and scattered with the wind.

This scene above the mysterious person saw, thousand road flow and thousand Ren snow also saw.

Qian Renxue's eyes are a little complicated. He doesn't know what to think.

Qian Daoliu's face flashed a touch of horror, and his heart was in doubt.

What is the power of the king's sword? Why does it show such a terrible oppressive force? That feeling is even more unfathomable than the power of the angel God.