In this battle, His Majesty the Northern Emperor won a great victory.
The temple was basically wiped out.
However, this victory was the most heart-wrenching victory in Luo Jia's history - it was a kind of complete fear, complete fear -
It's like a fate that cannot be escaped.
That fate full of curses.
A curse that oneself and one's ancestors cannot escape.
And there was anger - not even knowing why it suddenly turned into such a violent bloody conflict.
Every person with blood and tears also holds tears.
He also had tears in his eyes and his heart and courage were broken.
Yihun asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, how to deal with their bodies?"
Luo Jia said in a deep voice: "Great funeral! All are buried with great funeral!"
"Let's wait!"
Three bat-like figures almost fell from the sky.
Their hair became whiter, and almost everyone grew older by a hundred years. It was the third elder of the temple. They failed the debate and had to admit defeat. They quickly returned to the secret room and prepared to retreat again. Unexpectedly, the high priest was the one who had no choice but to give in.
But he was unwilling to give up, and finally both sides suffered a defeat and the entire army was wiped out.
"We are going to take their bodies away and deal with them ourselves."
"Please give me some advice."
The third elder took the body of the high priest and others, and sighed while walking.
"The temple is over!"
"The temple was just back."
The wind blows their despair very far.
Only the bronze avatar of the great god, who was smoky and smoky, was steadily hung on a tall fir, looking at the common people in silence.
The army is already sorting out the battlefield, disposing of corpses, and counting the casualties of both sides.
In the female family area, everyone was hungry and cold, but at this time, no one cried. Everyone was squatting or leaning against the wall, and their faces began to wake up slowly. This was the first time they had witnessed such a terrible fight.
It is neither the singing and dancing of the palace nor the gorgeous gauze dresses of the palace—it is passionate blood, armor, and a scene that women should not have seen.