v3 Chapter 942： Eighteen Gods

"Enemy attack!"

Feng Hao: "?????"

Feng Hao thought about how he was tied up, from the beginning to the end he passively fought back, and the people in the temple of the heaven were too careful.

Hum!

Hum!

And with the call of the young cyclist, the world inside the monster beeped, like the cooing of the monster's stomach, sulking.

At the same time, in the cave heaven and earth in the entire Temple of Heaven, golden light is illuminated from a distance, like the rising sun in the east, illuminating the entire space.

Accompanying Jinguang's appearance was a terrible atmosphere. They stood on top of the void, glanced at the light, and went straight to Fenghao and Luo Fan.

These are the gods of the temple guardian, and their strength lies between the half-step ancestors and the ancestors.

At the same time that the eighteen days God killed Xiang Fenghao and Luo Fan, the entire Temple of Heaven also entered a state of combat readiness.

Suddenly, the original wind and the beautiful world of paradise were filled with aura of killing.

"..."

Feng Hao couldn't help but have a headache, even if he explained at this time, I was afraid it would be useless.

The posture of the temple on this day seems to be going directly to war with him.

Feng Hao did not expect that the heads of the young cyclists in this temple would be lacking.

"Wind Emperor, this is the end. In the records, the Tianshen Temple is the earliest group of gods in the Xuanxian ancestor world, and they have a fight with the devil."

Luo Fan had a lot of cold sweat on his forehead, and his body couldn't help snoring.

Although Feng Hao is strong enough, he also has Feng Zhou, but he has no ability to freely enter and leave Feng Zhou. In case Feng Hao does not take him into account, he will be cold in an instant.

"You withdraw first!"

Feng Hao thought, preparing to collect Luo Fan into Feng Zhou, but he found it seemed useless at all.

Feng Hao then tried again, and found that Feng Zhou could sense it, but was unable to take Luo Fan away, and he was startled: "What's going on?"

Vaguely, this seems to be a limitation of the laws of the world of the Temple of Heaven, and there is no way to transfer Luo Fan.

Luo Fan gave up his resistance and waited for Feng Hao to be taken into the world of Fengzhou, but three or four seconds passed. He was still in the Temple of Heaven without any movement.

"Why ... what's wrong?" Luo Fan froze all over, and the sweat on his forehead began to drip.

It seems that Feng Hao is in trouble.

call out!

call out!

At the same time, the eighteen Great Gods of the Tianshen Temple also came to the ground, maintaining a specific position in the void with the eight young cyclists of the past, which seemed to be a joint battle.

"Who is coming, and why did you break into my temple?"

One of the gods came and said, looking at Feng Hao and Luo Fan, especially in Feng Hao.

Obviously ... they also saw it, Luo Fan's dregs didn't get into their eyes.

Even if it is a avenue **** body?

Feng Hao had a smile on his face. These gods shouted and shouted without rushing over, and that was some talk.

"Yuhua Emperor Zongfeng Hao, and Da Luo Shenzong Luo Fan, have something to discuss with the Lord of the Temple of Heaven, hope to be recommended!"

Feng Hao slightly arched his hands, not humble.

This temple of heaven is indeed not simple. The eighteen gods in front of them are all about the same strength as the emperor of the East China Sea.

If they are placed alone in the Xuanxian ancestral world, it must be a hero, but now they seem to be guarding the Temple of Heaven.

"Yuhua Emperor Emperor? Emperor Xuanxian's ancestors are now born Emperor Emperor? It's not bad, but can you tell me how did you break through the prohibition of Divine Formation and enter this world?

God asked.

Feng Hao chuckled: "This ... can only say that this restraint can't stop me."

"What do you do?"

Another **** asked, this restraint could stop the ancestor, but it could not stop the detachment of the ancestor.

They didn't quite believe Feng Hao, who looked a bit like the temperament of Yushu, and had the practice of being above the ancestors.

Yushu Linfeng is described as a small white face, and it is unlikely to appear on a strong person who is above the ancestor.

This kind of person resonates with heaven and earth in every word and deed, and possesses only the temperament of an emperor.

Feng Hao doesn't know what cultivation practice is above Daozu, this is almost the strongest in Daqian world.

As a result, Feng Hao shook and vomited, "Go above the ancestors!"

"..."

In the eighteenth day, the gods looked at each other and found the horror in their eyes.

In fact, after the disciples' signal was sent from the disciples in the Temple of Heaven, the Temple of Heaven immediately stood up.

They also rushed here first.

But just a moment ago ... they received a message from the Lord of the Temple.

This is why they chose to ask Feng Hao's identity instead of picking up the fairy sword.

"Then why do you see my Lord of the Heavens Temple?"

Asked another god.

"It's about the life and death of Xuanxian's ancestors, it's about the future of the Temple of Heaven." Feng Hao said.

At the same time also let go of that little alertness in my heart.

Obviously, these gods have no intention of shooting.

Each of the eighteen gods looked at each other, and then one of them said, "Okay, some friends come from afar, so let's just say, please!"

The words fell, Luo Fan stopped the waist at that time, but ... the brain was a little bit sloppy.

Just now, there was still a spirit of annihilation. How can I ask them now?

Is there any fraud?

However, Feng Hao had nothing to worry about. He slightly arched his hand and headed towards the golden blessed land under the escorting of the eighteen heaven gods.

...

At this moment, among the largest temple buildings in the Temple of Heaven, a heavy-eyed middle-aged man wearing a white emperor crown looked at the direction of the entrance to the Temple of Heaven.

He seemed to see everything happening there.

"Feng Hao? This man's destiny is not in the god's book, but it is strange to have such cultivation ..."

Middle-aged man with heavy pupils is full of doubts.

At the same time, the eighteen heaven gods who maintained the safety of the temple of heaven also escorted Feng Hao and Luo Fan into the temple of heaven.

To be on the safe side, Feng Hao did not explore this world with divine thoughts, fearing to cause misunderstanding.

Now, with regard to the third spar of the avenue, and whether it is possible to let the strong man in the Temple of Heaven come out of the mountain, it is crucial.

The Temple of Heaven is magnificent, the panlong **** pillar propped up the dome, and all the gods' light flashed out like dreams.

When Feng Hao and Luo Fan and eighteen heaven gods entered the hall, the jade panlong **** pillar suddenly lighted up Jin Cancan's light, and the original hall was still a little dark, and the lights suddenly shone brightly.

"This this this ..."

The eighteen gods were horrified. Twenty-eight dragon **** columns were crystal-clear, but since they first saw the dragon **** columns, they had never seen them shine.

However, as soon as Feng Hao and Luo Fan came in, the twenty-eight Panlong God Pillars suddenly became a masterpiece of light.

Let the entire main hall of the Temple of Heaven be filled with holy breath.

Feng Hao glanced at these golden gods, and then looked at those 18-day gods who were shocked, and could not help but feel a little curious.

Is it possible that these twenty-eight pillars of heaven will not succeed?