Chapter 641

The gods they had painstakingly invited knelt down to Xia Qingchen!

And call each other the king of dust?

Well, isn't it an ancient god king who died for thousands of years?

Xia Qingchen closed his eyes and smiled. I don't know whether it's self mockery or loneliness: "after a thousand years, someone still remembers me!"

Wen Yan.

The peach blossom God blinked, looked at the top of his head, immediately turned into a beam of light and rushed to the sky, ready to escape back to the sky.

She can foresee that there will be a huge wave on the top of the stars and among the gods!

Because, thousands of years ago, the God King... Came back!!

However.

The light beam rushed to the top of the temple, and she was bounced back by an invisible force.

The peach blossom God turned white and looked at the summer light dust with infinite fear in his heart.

Xia Qingchen's eyes were calm: "although I have died for thousands of years, my divinity is not something you can challenge with a small projection."

It is divinity that distinguishes the level of gods.

Xia Qingchen died for thousands of years and lost most of his divinity. How can it be compared with a small projection.

Being in the temple, divinity can play an infinite role.

For example, why can't many temples accommodate Xia Qingchen and break up?

That's because his divinity is still there.

Through divinity, it is also a matter of gestures to block a projection of low divinity from leaving.

The peach blossom God was afraid of thousands of things and said in fear: "the king of dust, I wasn't the one who hurt you in those years. You have a head for injustice and a master for debt..."

Xia Qingchen waved and interrupted her: "I'm here today, not to settle accounts with you, but to find them."

His finger pointed to the Lord of the temple.

The peach blossom God breathed a sigh of relief and said, "the peach blossom God is willing to work for the king of dust-free God!"

The Lord of the temple and others were so frightened that his heart jumped to his throat.

The peach blossom god they invited will deal with them in turn?

How can they resist the power of the gods if they are only ants?

"No!" Xia Qingchen took out the meat worm and slowly walked forward: "some people, I want to kill myself!"

Looking at the terrible bug, the Lord of the temple screamed: "young Xia, for the sake of being a believer of the frost God King, forgive me once! I... I'm also bewitched by the childe of Yu Hualong! "

The peach blossom God sighed silently. Who is not good to mention? Why should he mention the frost God King?

Sure enough.

Xia Qingchen said faintly, "well, you're going to die!"

When the palm of his hand was pinched, the fat insect screamed and sent out a fierce mental attack.

Ah!

This time, the Lord of the temple was doomed and was attacked at close range.

His seven orifices spewed blood instantly. In pain, he fell soft to the ground and died no longer.

The surrounding high-rise buildings are scared to death!

Hall Lord, did you die like this?

Xia Qingchen's cold eyes swept at them and said cold words: "you are the same!"

Ordinary members of the temple may be innocent.

The high-rise must be in line with the feather dragon!

Soon!

The hall was filled with screams and ups and downs, and the high-rise buildings were all over the ground.

So far, the Lord of tianyueling temple and a high-rise group were all destroyed.

Finally, Xia Qingchen looked at the peach blossom God.

The latter's eyes turned and seemed to be thinking about something. She saw that Xia Qingchen's strength was very poor at the moment

To deal with several mole ants, we need the power of soul Eating God insects.

"As for you..." Xia Qingchen looked at her faintly: "I don't want Ning Shuang to know I'm still alive."

The peach blossom God immediately panicked: "I am willing to keep it a secret and never disclose the whereabouts of the dust-free God King."

"Well, then the projection will be destroyed. With your own strength, you can rebuild it in ten years." Xia Qingchen said calmly.

How could Xia Qingchen let her go back?

Once the projection returns to the noumenon, the peach blossom God will know what happened in this temple.

At that time, the whole jiuxiao will cause an uproar, right?

For Xia Qingchen, who has not yet returned to the peak, it is a disaster rather than a blessing.

"Ah! King of dust-free God, no, I, I have something to say! " Peach blossom God hurried.

Xia Qingchen looked at her: "ten breath time."

She had ten seconds to finish what she wanted to say.

The peach blossom God calmed down and said, "in fact, the king of frost has been thinking of you. I saw her depict your portrait alone..."

As he spoke, the peach blossom god suddenly couldn't go on.

Because a terrible divinity came, wrapped her and crushed her.

"Ah! God King, you... "

It's agreed to give her ten breaths. Why do you start with two?

She thought she could move the king of dust.

Xia Qingchen looked at the fluorescence falling after the collapse of the peach blossom God projection, with a cold and ruthless look: "those who disturb my heart can't stay!"

A thousand years ago, the sword of the king of frost had cut off all.

If someone tries to interfere with his revenge with his feelings, he is doomed to be disappointed!

If you don't kill the frost, you won't be king forever!

This is his determination!

Click wipe——

There was a clear and dull sound inside the statue of the frost God King, which was the reason why it finally collapsed because it could not bear the long-term suppression of Xia Qingchen's divinity.

Xia Qingchen finally looked at it and turned away mercilessly.

At the moment of stepping out of the temple, the statue of the king of frost cracked in two and fell to the ground.

The head of the giant statue rolled on the ground.

I don't know whether it is coincidence or providence. The corners of the eyes of the statue are stained with a line of blood.

Like, the frost is crying

Xia Qingchen went all the way down the mountain. When he left the sacred mountain, there was a loud crash behind him.

The holy mountain, which has stood for thousands of years, collapsed.

The smoke and dust are shocking, and the turbid waves are rolling, setting off the lonely figure of summer light dust!

At that time.

Deep in Mengze, there is a business road.

Several people chase each other.

The one who was chased was not someone else, but the flower of Fengyin temple!

Fengyin temple was slaughtered by poison Yangzi. Even the host was killed. Only Wuhua escaped.

He is always trying to make a comeback and avenge Xia Qingchen.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

Instead of restoring Fengyin temple, he was watched by the dark moon and asked about the whereabouts of the Buddhist relics in Fengyin temple.

Wuhua was very embarrassed. She was full of shocking injuries. She turned her head and said, "I said, I don't know where the Buddha relic is!"

However, a group of dark moon strongmen who hate immortals don't believe it at all.

"Joke! You are the only survivor of Fengyin temple and the favorite disciple of leader Liuqing. You don't know where the Buddha relic is hidden? " A hated immortal threw a thunderbolt ball out.

The ball exploded on the spot, shooting countless pieces and blowing the flower free back to pieces.

With a cry of pain, he was also hit by the impact and fell into the mud, throwing his mouth full of mud.

Then the dark moon stepped forward and stepped into the mud of the swamp.

No flower is angry and sad. The little host of Fengyin temple was down to the present.

It's a tiger falling flat and the sun being bullied by a dog!

An immortal who hated the world twisted his neck, shook his hand and slapped him in the face: "bitch! If you don't say it again, feed it to the dog! "

No flower is sad and angry. She wants to die so as not to humiliate her and live in the world!

It seems that God has mercy.

A sword light came from behind them without warning. The hated immortal at the end was caught off guard and cut off an arm.