This group of sanctimonious scum of human warriors are admired and worshiped by the world in vain! Let’s see how I teach them a lesson and tear down their hypocritical masks!”
Ao Junxie shouted angrily in a low voice, the purple spiritual power in his hand already emitting a dazzling light.
Ming Qianhe put up a posture with an extremely serious expression on his face. Seeing that Ao Junxie was still thinking of joking, he was afraid that he would take it lightly, so he quickly reminded him in a low voice:
"Jun Xie, you don't have the Red Dragon Sword in your hand at the moment. The Temple of Light is the descendant of mankind's ancient genius, so we'd better be careful!"
"As long as we persist until the Beast King and his Warcraft Legion arrive to help, we have half a chance of winning!"[
On the side, Qing Kuang added.
As soon as the words fell, a fierce battle began.
With life and death at stake, the fierce battle between Qing Kuang, the three of them, and the temple guards soon reached a fever pitch.
Purple light shines, sound blades criss-cross... Every sword energy seems to be indestructible and extremely sharp. When it falls on the rocks, it immediately collapses. When it falls on the trees, it is immediately broken into two pieces.
Such a terrifying scene, even the disciples in the Evil Land could not help but be stunned and could not help but retreat to avoid it. And the human captives did not even dare to breathe out.
They knew that now, the lives of all human warriors from the Fengyun Continent in the outside world depended on the three of them, Feng Qingkuang, Ao Junxie, and Ming Qianhe.
Even the future and destiny of thousands of creatures in Fengyun Continent depend on this battle!
After a hundred moves, Aojunxie, Qingkuang, and Ming Qianhe's breathing was already a little heavy. This battle was a huge challenge for the three of them that they had never faced before.
By.
After fighting hundreds of moves in a row, the battle still has not ended. This is simply unimaginable! This shows how powerful the guards of the Temple of Light are!
The person who felt the most strenuous was naturally Ming Qianhe. He was already old, and after fighting with all his strength, he was panting and sweating profusely.
If they continue to fight like this, they will collapse in less than half an hour. At that time, how can Qing Kuang and Ao Junxie resist so many temple guards?
On the high platform, the altar shrouded in purple light, ripples of spiritual power shook like waves...
This means that the Holy King has begun to show signs of awakening from his cultivation, and at the same time, the consumption of spiritual energy is almost exhausted.
However, at present, all the few guards of the Light Temple have been sent out to deal with Qing Kuang and Ao Junxie and their group. However, the people of Xie Land are despised by the Light Temple and are called despicable and evil.
Evil people are absolutely not allowed to approach the altar of the Holy King...
Seeing the fierce battle between Ao Junxie and Qing Kuang in front of them, but the guards in white could not be defeated, the elder holding the long jade staff had a distorted and crazy look on his face, and he let out bursts of violent and thunderous screams.
scream.
"I will attack you with all your strength! The Holy King's cultivation has reached the final moment! The spiritual power of these three people must be completely absorbed by the Holy King! Must! If you miss the Holy King's important event, you... you will all be executed one by one!
"
The roar came, and at the foot of the steps at the top of Black Stone Peak, the white-robed temple guards launched an even more intense offensive... Everyone used their ultimate special skills.