Chapter 1273

Hearing the words of the temple spirit, everyone was stunned.

Up to the north of Yuezhen, Zhang Buxu, down to Nie Jingshen, Yu Ye, and even with the phosphorous halberd, his face was shocked.

Even Chen Qianhua, who is lack of interest in most things in the world, looks at it with interest.

Most of his Yuantian books have a panoramic view of the past.

But because of his current cultivation realm, there are still limitations.

For Chen Qianhua, there were also many mishins about the temple of heaven, which made him interested.

But among all the people, the one who was most shocked is undoubtedly Yan Zhaoge!

Hearing the words of the temple, Yan Zhaoge's pupils suddenly contracted.

When the great disillusionment of the past came, the temple of heaven was the first to be destroyed. At that time, as a library, it was robbed, which has always been one of the most important things in Yan Zhaoge's mind.

At that time, he was immersed in the sea of all kinds of martial arts and unique learning. When he came back to God, the scene full of vision was the palm that seemed to overturn the whole world.

At one stroke, the great disillusionment seemed to follow.

The world has changed since then.

Although it happened so suddenly that I didn't have time to get back to myself, Yan Zhaoge has been able to remember the incident clearly over the years and recalled it many times over and over again.

At the beginning, the palm that marked the beginning of the great destruction of the whole world, and the palm that fell on the temple of heaven, 90% of which is possible, originated from the hand of the powerful Buddhist.

Yan Zhaoge is confident that she will remember correctly.

This seems to be different from what is said by the spirit of the temple.

But Yan Zhaoge felt that Dian Lingtian Su did not mean to stir up the fabrication and distortion of facts at the moment.

He was more likely to blurt out in a moment of desperation and fury.

In other words, he doesn't want to be proud of yanzhaoge.

Before the great disillusionment, although the temple spirit had no independent wisdom, it would leave similar traces of memory for the things that happened inside and outside of itself.

Now that the temple spirit has its own intelligence, no matter whether it has knowledge or not, these traces will also become his memory.

The memories of both sides are true, but seem contradictory. It's not necessarily that either side is wrong. It's more likely that there is a certain dislocation and deviation in the memory and cognition of both sides, or that they are all feeling the elephant for the blind, only touching a part of the facts.

"You don't have to invent facts and stories to belittle us and elevate yourself." Yan Zhaoge pretends to be plain and stimulates the lingtiansu of the hall: "you just produce wisdom and imitate us all over the place, but you have learned very well. When you say this kind of words, you will increase the laughingstock."

"In our eyes, you're just a joke. Well, by the way, do you know what it means?"

The temple spirit has lost its real shape, and its sound seems to come from all directions of the universe in the temple, but in fact, it is confined to the array arranged by five people of Yan Zhaoge.

He laughed angrily: "I don't know what happened in the hall of tiansu."

When Yan Zhaoge heard this, he thought to himself, "no wonder I don't know when I am in the library..."

In a flash, many thoughts flashed in his mind, vaguely feeling that many things, like the original broken bead chain, seemed to have a line that could connect them.

However, in front of so many people, it's difficult to get more information from the mouth of Lingtian su.

Yan Zhaoge's eyes became calm, focused, and dealt with the immediate issues first.

With more earthquake in the North standing in the way of Zhang Buxu, and long Xueji making it difficult for Chen Qianhua to step over the thunder pool, Yan Zhaoge and other people are completely relieved and can concentrate on dealing with the temple lingtiansu.

Tiansu is furious: "I will never let you get my palace!"

The whole temple seemed to be shaking at this moment.

But the smoke was locked by the big array, but it was difficult to do anything further.

Yan Zhaoge's two handed formula changes continuously, making one Rune and falling into the smoke.

Next to Yandi, Nie Jingshen, Yu Ye, and yingshuhalberd, they all learned Yan Zhaoge's appearance. According to the method he had previously told them, they also changed their fingerprints, played a formula, and integrated into the smoke.

Gradually, the smoke began to change from cloud to flash.

In the streamer, a complex and difficult to understand Scripture gradually appears.

In the whole array, the clouds are shining, just like fairyland.

With the continuous operation of the power of the great array, it gradually reaches the acme, and the Scriptures in the streamer become more and more clear.

And the sound of temple lingtiansu rings again.

"So, let's go home together."

In this speech, the voice no longer contains anger and unwillingness, but it has never been cold before. It is absolutely cold and heartbreaking, and the soul seems to freeze together.

The Scriptures in the streamer began to shake, like a silk book, which was about to tear.

The huge universe in the palace begins to waver from the purple fairy Pavilion, which seems to collapse from the inside out.

Everyone looked serious.

In this palace, if the palace collapses completely and is destroyed, except for Huo Yao, Ying Shuo, Mingzhang and other people, others are afraid to bury their bones here.

Yan Zhaoge did not change his face, just shook his head.

Xuanxiao Zijin stove appeared, Yanzhao singer's palm pressed down, and the huge treasure stove was directly suppressed on the Liuguang scriptures.

Then a passage of scriptures began to be engraved on the furnace.

Countless radiance, centering on the Danlu and scriptures, flies in all directions, out of the array, and spreads to the whole universe in the hall, which can be seen everywhere.

Affected by this, the universe outside the big array is in a state of chaos.

Even the four men, yuezhenbei, zhangbuxu, longxueji and chenqianhua, who are fighting each other, are not stable and lost in the void of the universe.

If you look outside the hall, you can see the whole black hall. At this moment, the black gradually fades away and begins to recover the white jade like image. The golden light of Taoism shines and the purple air emerges!

The huge hall door opened with a bang, and then the air flow from the Taoist road burst out.

With these rushing out of the air, there is also a shadow, either chasing or escaping, flying out of it, and then disappearing into the real boundless void outside the palace.

But in the hall, in the chaos of the universe, only the big array arranged by five people of yanzhaoge is still stable.

In the array, there was a voice that the temple lingtiansu was going away gradually, and unwilling, until it was completely cut off.

Yan Zhaoge took a deep breath, stepped out, came to the xuanxiao Zijin stove, put out his hands together, one finger on his eyebrow, the other hand on the treasure stove.

The mysterious scriptures engraved on the treasure stove flash in the brilliance, as if they have survived. They spread like water along the palm of yanzhaoge's hand, and came to yanzhaoge's eyebrow, and disappeared.

"Ah!" Yanzhao song light drink, five people in the big array, a flash of light.

But after the scene is stable again, you can see that you are already in the Zixian Pavilion, the core hub of the temple!

Yandi and others looked at each other with a sigh of relief and knew what it meant.

Yan Zhaoge has successfully controlled this hall!