Chapter 640

The Lord of the temple rubbed Yu's painful forehead and looked forward to: "Xia, the temple is your burial place!"

Now, I'm not afraid of Xia Qingchen. I'm afraid Xia Qingchen won't come!

"Don't let me down!" The Lord of the temple clenched his teeth and said fiercely.

Xia Qingchen never let people down, whether it's a friend or an enemy!

On the steps of the temple, the lingering immortal fog suddenly flowed like water.

A golden silk boot appeared in the flowing fog.

He stood at the foot of the sacred mountain, in front of the ancient steps, and his Qi was full of publicity.

Near the ancient Shenshan Road, temple personnel patrol all year round.

Sensing the abnormality, ten patrolmen immediately appeared on the stairs, holding weapons and pointing to Xia Qingchen: "close the mountain today, don't see foreigners, leave quickly!"

His face is powerful, his voice is scolded, and he is full of indifference and ruthlessness.

Xia Qingchen's eyes are cold. The temple is a place for believers to worship the gods and pray for their wishes.

It should be peaceful, tolerant and benevolent.

When did they become oppressors, slaves and bossy?

The king of frost really can't manage his temple!

Without saying a word, Xia Qingchen stepped on the steps of the holy mountain!

Boom——

The sacred mountain has long been influenced by the frost God King Hall. Over time, it naturally has the divinity of some temples.

How can you bear the presence of an old God King?

In an instant, Shenshan earthquake!

The ancient ladder starts from the foot of Xia Qingchen, and a long crack appears, which has been spreading to the top of the mountain.

The stone walls and rocks on both sides of the ancient road fell, plants and trees withered, and fish, insects, birds and animals panicked one after another.

"Ah! This... What's going on? " The bodies of the ten mountain guards shook with the earthquake, so they had to hold on to the firm things around and stabilize their bodies.

Only Xia Qingchen was not affected, and the negative hand continued to step up.

With each step, the vibration of Shenshan mountain intensifies, and there are more cracks on the mountain.

The members of the mountain protection hall couldn't even stand steadily, lying on the ground, holding things in panic, if the end came.

Xia Qingchen passed by them with a negative hand and passed by: "the temple of tianyueling is removed today. Everything belongs to it. If you leave now, you can avoid death!"

If you resist tenaciously, there is no amnesty for killing!

Ten members of the mountain protection hall were frightened. They didn't dare to stay and fled the holy mountain one after another.

Summer light dust is repeatedly stepping up!

The violent movement made the sacred mountain roar and crumble.

The temple members on the mountain saw the situation and left one after another.

The top of the mountain.

Temple, in the main temple of the Lord.

The mountains outside are shaking, but the temple is safe and sound.

The towering statue of the frost God King releases a peaceful and holy light to stabilize the temple.

Looking outside, the sacred mountain is like a landslide, and many high-level eyelids jump wildly.

A senior official swallowed a spit and scolded, "Lord, what did you provoke?"

Can you shake the holy mountain?

The Lord of the temple was also shocked: "he, he is just an ordinary boy, not anything!"

"Can ordinary teenagers make Shenshan so?" A deputy hall Lord accused with full eyes: "I warned you not to be greedy and the feathered dragon. You have to listen. Now it's ok?"

The Lord of the temple snorted, "it's as if you didn't benefit from it!"

The subject of the vice hall was angry and said, "anyway, the other party is coming for you. Face it yourself and don't affect us!"

"Presumptuous! How can you talk to me? I'm the Lord of the temple! "

A group of people quarreled endlessly.

The peach blossom God frowned gently and said indifferently, "noisy!"

She said three words lightly, which made the temple Lord and others bend down without breathing.

Peach blossom God sighed: "how many years have passed, mortals have always been like this."

In the face of a small crisis, there is no determination.

Such a nature of mind is destined to have no fate with the gods in the future.

"It should be because of the soul Eating God bug. Don't panic." The peach blossom God was faint.

Some mature soul devouring insects can swallow the sky and spit the earth. It's nothing to shake a small sacred mountain.

Hearing the speech, the hall Lord and others were determined.

The gods are here, and no evil will escape death.

Boom——

A loud sound of mountain cracking came suddenly!

Outside the temple, in the smoke, a young man, such as an approaching emperor, came to the front of the hall.

The Lord of the temple stood under the statue of the frost God King and deliberately angered Xia Qingchen: "evil animal, don't you kneel in front of the God King's palace?"

Xia Qingchen did not move forward, but looked at the solemn statue of the frost God King.

Familiar appearance, as if I had seen it in my dream yesterday.

A thousand year dream, yesterday is today!

When his eyes moved to the crown of the king of God on the top of Ning Shuang's head, Xia Qingchen whispered: "my nine feather crown, originally, it's also suitable for you to wear..."

The frost God King wearing the nine feather crown adds a bit of bravery to his beauty.

"Presumptuous! Who devil dares to call himself the Lord of the nine feather crown? " The peach blossom God opened his clear crystal eyes.

His eyes were filled with cold and holy majesty.

Xia Qingchen heard the sound and finally stepped into the temple.

Can step in.

The temple shook violently, and the statue of the frost God King dimmed sharply.

As if suppressed by some invisible existence.

The statues of other small and medium-sized gods in the hall were all burst into powder.

The whole temple is sobbing and collapsing.

Without the suppression of the statue of the frost God King, it would have been trampled!

Xia Qingchen stepped inside, looked bland, raised his eyes and looked at the peach blossom God.

His eyes were clear and quiet. Looking at the projection of the peach blossom God, he smiled faintly: "long time no see, little bamboo."

The common name of peach blossom God is bamboo.

In those days, she was the little girl beside the frost God King.

Before Xia Qingchen had time to be happy, the hall leader and others who broke into the hall could not help looking stiff.

Xiao Zhu?

Who? Peach blossom God?

What does that mean after a long time? Do they know each other?

Impossible!

How can a mortal know the gods in the sky?

However, the peach blossom God's pupils shrink sharply and his face is as white as paper.

The dignified and holy face was replaced by shock and fear. Pointing to Xia Qingchen, his teeth trembled: "you... You... You... The king of dust-free!"

She can't believe that she saw the dust-free king who died for thousands of years!

Although he is not what he was yesterday.

But the gods can see what is inside the skin - the soul!

Isn't it the king of dust-free God who deterred the world and ordered the gods?

The soft body trembled, and she knelt down subconsciously: "Shen... See the king of dust!"

Not that she was timid, but that the king of dust-free was too terrible.

There are no rivals on earth and stars.

In those days, the devil lords who covered the sky for thousands of years died under the sword of the king of dust.

Now thousands of years have passed, but no one has forgotten his horror and still lives in his shadow!

The temple Lord and others were stunned!