Chapter 1477： Not surnamed Lu

The next day was bright, and the Star House was busy. Meng Yanyun personally took command, and Meng Yanshan dispatched troops to let a few divine powers lead the team, sneaking quietly to both sides, preparing to surround the people who slaughtered the temple.

Xingchen Mansion wanted to make some gestures for the King's Mansion, so Meng Yanyun considered for a night and decided to surround the people who slaughtered the temple. As long as the uncle Chang ’s hands did not interfere with the people in Panwang ’s palace, they would start the war without any worry.

Yu Linglong rose early in the morning, and the whole person glowed. He took out a silver long sword in his hand, and was going to dispatch himself. It is the most ideal life in his heart to slay all enemies in vain and to sleep on the knees of beauties. He was going to kill for a while, and then enjoy Chi Xier's beautiful beauty in the evening.

"Son, don't let it go. The old slave will definitely do things beautifully."

Uncle Chang was holding a cane, and it seemed too old to move, his eyelids fell down, and he seemed to be in the ground at any moment.

"Anyway."

Yu Gongzi waved his hand and said, "Slaying a group of chickens and dogs in the Temple of God, only two powers of the Divine Realm can hurt me? The Heavenly King armor on my body is comparable to the Holy Artifact, and no one can kill me. . "

Uncle Chang thought about it. The power of the **** world can almost kill the jade boy. If it is the super power of the **** world, who dare to kill the jade boy. No one can afford the price of Yuqingtian's fury, but Yuqingtian is the supreme god.

At three poles in the sun, Meng Yanshan returned, and he nodded toward the Jade Son, "The son, it has been laid out, all the roads have been blocked, and no one can escape."

"What are you waiting for? Kill--"

There was a smirk on Yu Gongzi's face, and the long sword suddenly came out of the sheath. This sword was exceptionally bright, and it had the momentum of the fourteen continents. There was a strong murderous spirit on his body, and the whole person shot down from the Star Mountain like a fierce bird with one leg.

"Hum ~"

Uncle Chang's drooping eyelids suddenly lifted up, and there was a sharp light in those dim eyes, just like the moment when Yu Gongzi's sword came out of the sheath. His crutch was slightly on the ground, and the slate on the ground was torn apart. He glanced briefly at Meng Yanyun and Meng Yanshan, fluttered fluttering, and soon caught up with Jade Man.

"Old Eight!"

Meng Yanyun disagreed and waited until the two rushed down before he sang. Meng Yanshan took out a huge axe and waved heavily: "Down the hill, set your sights!"

Meng Yanshan said nothing about the attack, but only set the battle array. He first set out to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. He took tens of thousands of sergeants toward the bottom like a tide.

Tens of thousands of people rushed together, the momentum was too strong, such as the huge waves crashing into the sea.

唰 唰 唰 ～

Many of the tens of thousands of warriors who slaughtered the temple changed their faces. Looking at the tens of thousands of people who rushed down the mountain, looking at Yu Gongzi and Uncle Chang, who had two sharp swords piercing the army, many people's teeth trembled slightly.

Two divine powers are super powerful, seven or eight divine powers, and more than 10,000 sergeants. Not counting the more than 10,000 sergeants, only two divine superpowers and seven or eight divine powers can easily destroy them all.

"Ugh…"

Chen Yue's complexion didn't change much. He stood under Panwang's eyes, his eyes locked on Yu Gongzi's eyes. He sighed inwardly, despairing. If Pan Yuqin was willing to help, it should be this time. As long as Pan Yuqin passes a word, Meng Yanyun will obediently return Chi Xier.

"Keep your soldiers for a thousand days, and use your troops for a while! The Lord of the Palace treats us well. At this moment, Miss Xier is in the Star Mountain. She is suffering endless suffering. Even if we fight desperately, we will rescue Miss Xier and kill—"

Chen Yue roared with all his strength. He carried Pan Wangqi and took the lead to fly forward, all in the back. Rongzheng behind him gritted his teeth, followed the burst, and yelled, "Brothers, the dead birds are facing the sky, for Miss Xier, for the Lord of the Palace, fight!"

"Fight it, kill—"

The two thousand warriors with the oldest qualifications in the Temple of Slaughter followed the roar. Many people actually knew that Chi Xier had an accident. Chen Yue intentionally or unintentionally spread it, naturally to arouse everyone's heart.

Many people had Chi Xier's beautiful face in their heads. When they saw Chen Yue and others blasting away, the blood in the bodies of the people was boiling, and they roared and followed the fury.

"kill!"

The blood of most of the warriors who slaughtered the temple was ignited, and rushed along with the rage. More and more people followed suit. Only three or four thousand people avoided their eyes and slowed down.

"The ants ~"

Yu Gongzi, who shot down from high above, chuckled. The man was still more than ten miles away, and the sword in his hand lit up, and he slashed forward. A sword-mantle stretched out like a galaxy, and reached the front of the army.

"Bang ~"

The army was like a big pie cut out of this mouth by this shocking Jianmang. A row of dozens of warriors were hacked on the spot. Many people were blown away by the sword gas, and the scene was chaotic.

"dead--"

Uncle Chang immediately released the attack, and the crutch in his hand waved, but he did not see too gorgeous movements, but just swung forward suddenly.

"Hey ~"

Hundreds of crutches appeared, then turned into hundreds of dragons whistling towards the large army array. An overwhelming force of repression swept down, and all the warriors who were still raging over there were stupid. Many people could not be moved by the repression and could only look at hundreds of earth-colored dragons. Howling down.

"It's over ..."

Chen Yue looked desperately at the dragon in the air, and a little morale just condensed out, completely crushed by the enemy's move.

The gap in the realm is too big, and the gap in strength is comparable to heaven and earth. Not to mention so many divine powers in the back, Changshu alone can easily sweep everyone in the Temple.

"Boom boom boom ~"

Hundreds of dragons roared down, and the warriors on the side of the Tu Temple died instantly. Each dragon caused a violent explosion, taking away dozens of lives and wounding hundreds of people.

"escape--"

"Run away, we will all die here if we don't run away ..."

"Where is the Lord? Why hasn't the Lord appeared yet? Has the Lord abandoned us?

"..."

The remaining sergeants had a little fighting spirit again. Uncle Chang killed two to three thousand people in a round of attack and four to five thousand were injured. Is this still farting? Uncle Chang attacked everyone in several rounds and died. No one wanted to die, and naturally he resigned.

Meng Yanshan saw that both Yugongzi and Uncle Chang shot, but there was no movement around him, and no signal was received from a strong man to help him. He made up his mind and yelled with a big hand: "Kill, don't let go! "

Meng Yanshan ordered ~ www.novelhall.com ~ The warriors of the Star House lurking around were dispatched. The warriors rushed across the mountains, surrounded the warriors who slaughtered the temple, and began the inhuman killing.

Chen Yue did not know whether it was because he was carrying Pan Wangqi or what the reason was. Uncle Chang, Yu Gongzi and others did not attack him. He rushed to the forefront. At this moment, the enemy had rushed over, but he didn't have the thought of fighting back.

He looked at the fallen warriors with grief, and his heart growled, "Where are you, the Lord of the Hall? If you don't come back, the Temple of the Butchery will be destroyed today ..."

"Yu Linglong, Meng Yanyun!"

At this moment, a violent sound came from the northwest. The fierce murderous spirit in that voice made all the warriors in Xingchen's heart stunned, and the voice continued to sound: "I will not be named Lu unless I kill you all today!"

"Master of the temple!"

Chen Yue and many warriors who had heard this voice at the Temple of the Tomb shook all of them. There was an urge to burst into tears. At the critical moment, Lu Li finally arrived.

(End of this chapter)