Chapter 593

Zhaohui temple mountain.

It was a solemn temple with a rare smell of blood.

On the square of the central temple, a corpse dressed in the clothes of a male priest was piled up like bricks.

The scarlet blood dyed the holy image red.

On the steps of the central temple, Zhuo Dingbo, wearing a red palm God robe, gasped heavily.

There is a big hole in his chest, which is the size of a sea bowl and is transparent in front and back. It seems that there is a terrible frost. The energy can instantly deal with all the organs, bones, flesh and clothing of this part of him. There is a layer of silver frost on the wound.

This is absolutely fatal.

Even the great master of martial arts is not immune to such injuries.

At this time, it was only the strong vitality that supported Zhuo Dingbo not to die on the spot.

He raised his head hard and looked at the girl standing high on the steps. There was a trace of despair in his eyes.

I lost.

I lost miserably.

Zhuo Dingbo can't imagine why a God who has just been resurrected should have such powerful power.

Even if she comes back from the battlefield of the divine realm and integrates the spirit and the body, it is absolutely impossible for her to recover to this level of strength in such a short time without special circumstances.

"I'm... Ashamed of my God."

Zhuo Dingbo's face was full of shame.

This is the scene where the overall situation has been decided, and the whole Zhaohui temple is completely under its own control.

All the plans went well.

The God he believed in had left Zhaohui city and went to another temple to solve the problem.

But did not expect, but because of their own carelessness, was this damned God, comeback, control of the temple.

And the news hasn't come out yet.

For their own camp, for the gods in their hearts, this will be a huge hidden danger.

The Archbishop of the moon stood by the side of the night.

Looking at the blood stained temple, the joy of victory, slightly with a trace of sadness.

She looked down at the dying [golden left hand] Zhuo Dingbo, and a trace of sympathy flashed in her eyes.

Apart from the dispute of faith, the Archbishop of the moon must also admit that this man's attainments in Shinto, his wisdom and strength are worthy of respect.

Unfortunately, the more he came to the crown of the Lord

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Of course, there is a little doubt in the heart of the archbishop.

The recovery of strength under the crown is beyond imagination.

So that [golden left hand] Zhuo Dingbo, the top heavyweight of the other camp, is also vulnerable in front of the crown.

At this time, the cold face of the night is not central, but the eyes are looking out of the temple.

Because of the battle for seizing the temple, the whole temple mountain has been temporarily banned. The energy fluctuation of fighting inside cannot be transmitted to the outside city, and the change of the outside city can only be perceived by her.

Just now, yeweiyang faintly felt a force comparable to that of the strong one in heaven and earth, and exploded outside the west city wall.

It was a force that she had to take seriously.

Because it can threaten her.

It's not Gao Shenghan, the heaven and man of the North Sea empire.

Because before the liquidation of Zhuo Dingbo, the left hand of gold, she had a very detailed understanding of the top power in Zhaohui city. Gao Shenghan, as the heaven and man of Xuanqi in the water system, had a very different power fluctuation from the one just exploded.

That's interesting.

In Zhaohui City, there is a second man in heaven.

With the appearance of this mysterious heaven and man, the pattern of her original plan and the strategy of her original layout will be completely changed.

But it's not necessarily a bad thing.

Maybe it's a chance.

The night was cold as never before.

There was no mercy in her eyes, full of danger and killing.

It makes people feel like a demon crawling back from hell, trying to launch the most inhuman revenge.

"Grandma, go down the mountain and find out for me what happened outside the west gate of the first wall."

At night, he looked at the Archbishop of the moon and said, "go now, the sooner the better."

The Archbishop of the moon didn't feel what was happening outside. He was stunned when he heard the words. However, when he saw that the expression of Ye Weiyang was so solemn and serious, he didn't dare to neglect. He bowed to his orders, turned away, turned into a streamer and quickly went down the mountain.

At the same time, the night's eyes fell on the breath of Zhuo Dingbo.

Knowing that there was no hope of survival, Zhuo Dingbo gave a wry smile: "I'd like to admit defeat and die, but please let go of these people behind me. They don't know the real inside story. They just follow the right path of faith. I brought them into the church in the name of the crown

It's just

In the middle of the night, he shook his head coldly.

"Those who betray God will never forgive."

Her cruel refusal.

There was a trace of disappointment on Zhuo Dingbo's face: "the heart under the crown has been completely polluted by revenge. Now you are just a fallen devil, and you are no longer worthy of the right faith. Hehe, it seems that my choice is not wrong, since this is the case..."

He suddenly seemed to have made a decision, and there was a strong breath of strength that was comparable to that of the peak.

The night did not center sneer.

She looked down.

Such as looking at the ants.

Zhuo Dingbo broke out his last strength, but did not attack yeweiyang.

Instead, he suddenly turned around and rushed to the more than 20 male and female priests behind him.

They are his followers and followers.

It is also a group of people who are regarded by yeweiyang as those who betray God and are unwilling to forgive.

Zhuo Dingbo's body burst out a dazzling silver light tide, covering the group.

And these people did not struggle and resist.

They were compassionate and solemn, and let Zhuo Dingbo's last strength devour them.

Their life, soul, belief and strength, at this moment, perfectly fit with Zhuo Dingbo's life, soul and belief, forming an unparalleled resonance.

The power of this resonance makes the night not center also slightly change color, feel a trace of fear.

The silver column of light rises from the sky, piercing the void.

"My God, listen to your last prayer."

It seems that Zhuo Dingbo's voice, as well as everyone's voice, gathered together in this moment.

Ye Weiyang sneered: "do you want to send a message to the evil god? Ha ha... "

She raised her hand.

The power of the terrible silver frost is surging in an instant.

But in the next moment, she suddenly stopped and gave up trying to stop.

Ye Weiyang looks at the silver light column, breaks through the Shinto array and prohibition covering the temple mountain, and delivers the news here.

By the time the silver beam was gone, Zhuo Dingbo and the other 20 people were as stiff as sculptures, and their facial expressions were lifelike. But when a gust of wind came, the more than 20 people just disappeared like smoke, turned into powder and went with the wind

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