Chapter 396: The Holy King Appears to Earthquake (14)
This feeling of fear, a feeling only experienced by mortals, made him extremely uneasy.
Within his body, he felt a violent surge of energy and blood. He knew that the backlash of spiritual power was about to reach its extreme, and soon, he would face his weakest moment!
He looked at the girl on the ground, thought for a while, turned around, jumped up high, and plunged into the towering clouds at the top of the Black Stone Peak...
At the same time that the figure of the Holy King disappeared from the top of the Black Stone Peak, the originally majestic and magnificent altar on the steps quickly dimmed, like an extinguished flame, and finally returned to nothingness.
The passage that conveyed the Holy King into the Black Stone Peak finally disappeared completely as the Holy King and the forces of the Temple of Light left the evil land.[
On the ground, dozens of temple guards wearing robes, whose corpses were messy and stained by the blood and soil of countless humans and monsters, and the corpse of the great elder on the steps, were also set in raging fire.
In just a moment, everything was reduced to ashes, and after the mountain wind blew by, there were no traces left.
This is a unique ceremony for all disciples of the members of the Temple of Light. In order not to leave any quest lines related to the mysterious temple to anyone outside the clan, all members, after death, will not be taken away by the leaders of the clan.
, will soon be reduced to ashes.
In front of the collapsed altar, everything had turned into ruins. After the war between the living races, what was left on the entire Black Rock Peak were ruined walls and countless corpses buried in the soil...
Ming Qianhe endured his internal injuries, dragged heavy steps, and staggered to the steps with Xiaobao's support. He helped the pale Qing Kuang beside him, and Qing Kuang slowly opened his eyes and woke up.
"Sister! You finally woke up! That Holy King just now, he was so powerful and fierce... However, he was still scared away by my sister!"
When Xiaobao saw Qing Kuang open his eyes, he clapped his hands excitedly and innocently.
This crisp child's voice made Qingkuang's mind suddenly sink. Thinking of the scene that had just happened, a hand subconsciously touched his chest.
"Holy King...did he really leave?"
Qing Kuang murmured to himself.
However, at the last moment of life and death, she clearly received a fatal palm from the Holy King. She originally thought she was about to die, but why did everything take an earth-shattering turn at the last moment?
Qing Kuang was thinking attentively. Suddenly, through the clothes and robe on her chest, her fingertips touched a small hard object like a stone.
"Could it be it?"
When such a strange thought flashed into his mind, Qing Kuang's chest couldn't help but beat violently.
Countless huge questions circled in her mind for a long time, lingering.
She stood up suddenly and looked up. The sun was already high in the sky, and the thick mist in the evil land was finally slowly dispelled by the sunlight. Her eyes were thousands of miles away, and she could see the middle-aged man in a gorgeous white robe.
His figure has long since disappeared.
He looked at the sky wildly and fell into deep thought.
It's a pity... the Holy King has left, and no one can answer the shocking doubts in her heart at this moment! About the necklace on her chest, and about her mother!
Turning around, his mind came back from deep contemplation. Ming Qianhe had already lifted up the upper body of Ao Junxie with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. [