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The Temple of Killing is located in the center of the Shenlong Tribe. It is shaded by green trees and flowing water. The simple black building is hidden in it. Before you get close, a cold and solemn feeling spreads. More than a hundred Shenlong guards stand in the distance from the Killing God.

Two or three hundred meters away from the temple, each dragon guard was holding a golden dragon. As soon as Feng Aoran and Mo Yu approached, the two guards stopped them.

"Who?" Shenlongwei's voice was cold and indifferent, and his eyes looking at the two of them were also cold.

Feng Aoran glanced at the two of them, and said with a smile: "We are from the tribe, and we want to come here to pay homage to the God of Slaughter's divine light before his birthday." Feng Aoran said, quietly holding a handful of copper coins in his hand.

The stuff was given to the two guards at the front, and those two

When the person felt what was in his hand, a faint smile immediately appeared on his lips. He put away the copper and made way for him, but still said indifferently: "Go in and come out early. The birthday of the God of Slaughter will be on the way."

It's almost time to arrive, don't make any mistakes."

"I got it, brother, let's take a look and come out." Feng Aoran smiled and immediately pulled Mo Yu inside. They didn't fly and walked more than 300 meters on their legs until they reached the temple.

A strong murderous aura quickly enveloped the two of them, and both of them felt chills in their hearts. They quickly used their divine power to barely resist the cold and resentful aura.

"The aura of killing is so strong, it is as strong as when my Purple Blood Whip was not sealed, and this aura of killing is just a trace of emotion left after the God of Slaughter dissipated." Feng Aoran sighed.

, reached out and touched the purple blood whip wrapped around her waist. She vaguely felt that this whip seemed to have something to do with the God of Slaughter. If Margaret could bring out the God of Slaughter, then she would probably bring out other artifacts of the God of Slaughter.

No difficulty.

"Let's go in and have a look. This temple looks very unusual." Mo Yu frowned slightly. There was a picture vaguely emerging in his mind, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

The sub-picture made him very uncomfortable because he couldn't see it clearly.

Feng Aoran responded and reached out to push open the door of the temple.

The heavy stone door made a creaking and rubbing sound, breaking the silence of tens of millions of years in this empty space. I wonder if any hidden secrets will surface.

The temple is empty, with a thick layer of dust accumulated on the ground. It seems that no one has cleaned it for a long time. The top of the temple is inlaid with colored glass, and the light penetrates through the colorful glass to form mottled and colorful light on the ground.

Halo, the whole space is mysterious and weird, it's obviously a sealed space

There was a sound of wind, but the dust on the ground did not move at all. Feng Aoran and Mo Yu stepped in, but the dust quickly disappeared. A clean bluestone path appeared in front of them. Feng Aoran and Mo Yu were both slightly

They were stunned for a moment, looked at each other and walked along the bluestone path.

There is a giant sculpture in the center of the temple. It is a woman. Although her face cannot be seen clearly, she has a natural feeling, as if she is the most perfect work of the Creator. The woman holds a whip in her hand, as if she is killing.

Beside him are a white snake and a pig, with delicate chrysanthemum patterns carved on the pig's back.

Feng Aoran and Mo Yu were both a little confused when they saw the pig-shaped statue next to the statue, Margaret?

"Is that Margaret?" Feng Aoran looked at the sculpture with some disbelief. Mo Yu had the same expression, but Mo Yu shook his head: "Probably not, Margaret hatched from that egg.

This sculpture has obviously existed for a long time. It can only be said that it is of the same race as Margaret. Maybe it is Margaret's ancestor. Maybe Margaret has so many treasures that are hers.

It’s been passed down from our ancestors.”

"Maybe, Margaret has a lot of secrets. If you ask her, she will just mysteriously say something that you can't tell. It's useless to ask her." Feng Aoran shook his head, but his eyes still stayed on the sculpture, thinking in his heart.

There was a voice telling her that it was Margaret.

Feng Aoran shook his head and moved his gaze to the sculpture of the God of Killing. The face of this sculpture of the God of Killing was wearing a scarf, with only a pair of eyes exposed. His brows were slightly furrowed, his gaze was sharp, and his eyes were revealing.

There was a strong killing intent, but those eyes were very beautiful, more beautiful than the stars in the sky, and very familiar.

Feng Aoran felt familiar, and Mo Yu felt familiar even more. Those eyes had appeared in his dreams more than once, but those eyes in the dream were always smiling and high-spirited, as if nothing in the world could be seen in her eyes.

Zhuoer.

Mo Yu was slightly startled. Those eyes were exactly the same as Lin Zhuoer's. The picture in his mind quickly became clear. It was a blue sea. There was a woman in black robe standing on the beach. The woman was facing the sea. He could

All I saw was the back of the woman. The woman's back was a little thin, with a whip wrapped around her waist. She raised her head slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

Suddenly, an upright young man in green clothes appeared behind her. The boy's face was still childish, but there was determination in his eyes: "Beautiful sister, can you marry me?" The boy said, his face already flushed.

Blushing, he looked at the woman's back and seemed to have exhausted all his courage.

The woman chuckled lightly and didn't seem to care too much about the young man's words. She just said lightly, "Then cultivate immortality."

As soon as the five short words were spoken, the woman's figure had disappeared. The young man looked at the empty beach in front of him in surprise, with only those five words left in his mind.

Then practice immortality!

The scene stopped abruptly here, and Mo Yu suddenly came back to his senses. He looked up at the high sculpture in shock, and his eyes fell on Feng Aoran unconsciously. At this time, Feng Aoran's expression was a little confused, as if

They were also feeling something, but they didn't notice it. The one on the far right

The eyes of the Zumba snake sculpture blinked and looked at Mo Yu beside him with surprise. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. At the same time, she glanced at Feng Aoran with a confused expression next to her. She could feel her breath.

He has been her nightmare for thousands of years and the person she has been most sorry for in her life.

"Master, consider this time as my final atonement." Ba She glanced at Feng Aoran silently, then fell silent and made no further movements.

Feng Aoran also had a picture in his mind at this time. It was a sea of ​​fire. A man in a green shirt blocked a woman behind him. He said...

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