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Chapter 379: Temple of Light (17)

In the distance, Wumian remained silent despite being so ridiculed.

Even those weathered eyes revealed the overwhelming forbearance and shame in his heart at this moment.

On the steps of the altar, the great elder of the temple has slowly raised the long staff in his hand. On it, green light flows, becoming particularly dazzling.

"Despicable beasts, you are not worthy of going against my temple! Your dirty blood will never defile the holy altar! Go to hell!"

Following the great elder's ear-piercing scream, the green light burst out instantly on the long jade staff in his hand, and bursts of strong sound waves rushed out...[

Such a scene made Qing Kuang and the others behind the crowd feel shocked.

Because, having experienced the ancient illusion, they have truly felt that such a force is exactly the same as the spell sound wave emitted by the evil Pluto when he drove his humanoid monsters at the end of the illusion.

In an instant, under the steps of the originally crowded altar, countless monsters fled frantically, as if they were controlled by an invisible and powerful force, and they could no longer help themselves. Even the King of Beasts issued a new message over and over again.

The horn can no longer summon those monsters back...

Even the Beast King can't summon his people? If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would believe it was true!

"Haha! Beast King, I have dispersed all your Warcraft legions. Let's see if you still have the guts to challenge the majesty of the temple! Guards, come on! Kill them all, leaving no one behind!"

The great elder let out a burst of extremely proud laughter, and let out a low roar with gnashed teeth. In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and people screamed one after another.

The warriors of Fengyun Continent who were not affected by the beast exorcism technique lost the support of the monsters and were slaughtered in front of the white-clothed guards like chopping vegetables. More than a dozen of them were slaughtered in an instant.

When Ao Junxie saw this scene, he felt anxious. He drew out his sword and rushed to rescue the warrior under the butcher's knife.

"etc!"

Ao Junxie had just taken a step, and was already grabbed by Qing Kuang behind him. He hurriedly turned back and was about to ask what happened, but he saw Qing Kuang looking at Ao Jun Xie with a serious face and nodded towards him.

"Let me try?"

"you?"

Ao Junxie asked in surprise. When he turned to look at his master, he saw that Ming Qianhe was also looking at Qing Kuang with a puzzled look on his face.

The two masters and disciples really couldn't imagine what Qing Kuang was capable of with a great elder who they had never met, never fought against, and who had a very high status in the Temple of Light, and how dared to fight with him.

On the steps of the altar, human warriors from Fengyun Continent fell one after another under the butcher knives of the temple guards who were ten times more powerful than themselves.

The Great Elder, the white-haired old man holding a long beaded staff with infinite magic power, watched the members of the Warcraft clan in the wild forest fleeing in terror under his spells, and let out bursts of wild ridicule.

In the eyes of all the white-robed warriors of the Temple of Light, whether they are the monster clan in the ancient forest, the black-robed ancient warriors in the Evil Village, or the spiritual practitioners of Fengyun Continent, they are all humble and unworthy servants.

Just a few dozen people have already defeated hundreds of Warcraft legions!

However, none of them noticed that at this moment, among the three human warriors from Fengyun Continent who were surrounded by them earlier, a petite woman wearing the black robe of a disciple of the Evil Land had already tightened the Xianmo Guqin in her hand.

Hold it tightly in your hand.[


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