A clear voice came in from outside.

Suddenly, like thunder, it exploded in the entire hall!

The main hall, which was bustling with noise just now, is now deathly silent!

Everyone looked out following the sound,

But all I saw was that the young man was covered in golden light, and he was as handsome as a god descending from heaven.

He was holding a bag in his hand and slowly walked inside.

His eyes were slightly narrowed, and there seemed to be a slight smile hanging on his lips. His face, which was as beautiful as an elf, seemed to have an unspeakable ghost.

High Priest Rong and Jing Yue were all looking outside.

Looks trembling!

what happened?

It was obvious that the courtyard where the old God Queen was was burned down by fire!

Obviously this boy should have been buried in the fire along with the old God Queen!!

Netherfire will never let go of any creature in that yard!

Things suddenly went beyond his expectations. High Priest Rong's whole body couldn't help but tremble violently, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

Yue Qingchen raised her eyebrows again with a half-smile.

She ignored the probing and curious glances from both sides and stepped inside.

Finally, we landed below the steps of High Priest Rong.

She couldn't see High Priest Rong's face under his cloak.

However, she could almost imagine the expression on High Priest Rong's face.

She paused and raised her head.

It seems like a smile but not a smile.

"High Priest Rong seems surprised to see that I'm not dead?"

High Priest Rong trembled with his lips, "Xie Yue, it really is you..."

Yue Qingchen's eyes were terrifyingly clear.

His eyes seem to be able to penetrate into a person's soul.

Her hand shot up.

He threw the bag in his hand forward and dropped it in front of High Priest Rong and Fenghua Shenji.

boom!

boom!

boom!!

Three round heads rolled out of the bag in an instant.

The blood he brought out was splashed all over the ground!

High Priest Rong was shocked!

The goddess Fenghua beside her was so frightened that she stepped back again and again!

Below, the people who were watching the excitement all took a deep breath at this moment!!

Sitting below, Rong Ya and Rong Yunlan looked at the scene in the center of the crowd and couldn't help but look at each other.

At this moment, both of them felt that their scalps were numb.

"Brother... this kid, is he crazy?" Rong Ya pursed her lips tightly and couldn't help but pinch her fingers on the table.

Rong Yunlan calmed down and picked up a glass of wine from the table.

With a glass of wine in his stomach, he simply leaned back.

That look was like waiting for a good show.

"Don't worry, take a look first and then talk."

His intuition told him that this boy was indeed not simple!

High Priest Rong above, after seeing the three heads clearly, took a deep breath!

Those three heads had obviously just been cut off.

Everyone's face was filled with fear and a look of death.

"He is the priest of my priest's house!!"

"Young Master Yue Slaughter, you are so brave!!"

High Priest Rong’s expression changed drastically!

Yue Qingchen stood below, holding her hands in front of her body, looking at Rong Jing with a smile.

today.

She was ready to settle all the accounts with her one by one!

"Does the high priest know what happened in the side courtyard just now?"

She tilted her head and asked in a low voice, her voice like a ghost.

Rong Jing paused with her fingertips.

For some reason, looking at Yue Qingchen at this moment, a chill ran down her back.

Even though the matter was completely out of her control, she still gritted her teeth and said.

"Xie Yue, you are so bold! In the name of founding the Temple of Destruction, you got the opportunity to step into the Temple of Creation, and then gathered a group of remnants of the Shenyang Army to murder your aunt! Trying to rebel!!"

When he finished speaking, the soul spell in the void was still being used.

The messy yard was mapped more and more clearly.

There was another uproar below!

Some of the forces that were fighting with Yue Qingchen outside the gate of the shrine before.

Now, I finally found an outlet.

One by one, they stared at Yue Qingchen, wishing to kill her!

Especially Jing Yue, who let out a strong breath at this moment!

Shouted with excitement!!

"Yes! We bear witness! This boy must bring those evildoers into the palace!"

"Those remnants are the nemesis! No wonder the courtyard where the old God Queen is on caught fire!! It turns out that this kid and those remnants had conspired long ago! Everything was planned!!"

"Where is the old God Queen now? Could it be that she has been murdered by this kid?"

"Young Master Yue Slaughter should be killed!!"

"Deserves to be killed!!!"

The group of people who had been defeated by Yue Qingchen before now all raised their heads high and shouted loudly!

Rong Jing didn't want to give Yue Qingchen a chance to speak.

Without leaving any trace, she moved her palm slightly, and a vortex brewed.

It seems that he is ready to rush down at any time and kill Yue Qingchen!

Although half of her strength was lost when she opened the box, Rong Jing didn't take Yue Qingchen into her eyes at all!

A sharp stream of air crashed down from mid-air.

The light dust of the moon fell below, and the tip of his eyebrows moved quietly.

She jumped up and avoided her body in an instant.

Rong Jing still wants to raise her hand!

Try to kill her with one blow!

However, at this moment, Yue Qingchen's speed was extremely fast, like a dragon, flying through her attacks.

While dodging this attack, Yue Qingchen unconsciously thought of everything that happened in the nightmare that day.

She couldn't help but twitch her lips.

If she hadn't had the experience in the nightmare realm, maybe she would really have to put some thought into it now!

She suddenly understood a little bit about the nightmare realm and Mingyi's good intentions towards her.

High Priest Rong was still attacking below, but she was shocked to realize that the boy below acted like a ghost, leaving her unable to do anything.

Her heart sank inch by inch...
To be continued...