He suddenly became their supreme leader... This is simply a fantasy.
In any case, in the hearts of all the people of the Temple of Light, Qing Kuang's words had stirred up a thousand waves. Even in front of the Holy King, they couldn't help but start discussing in a low voice.
The situation that was originally completely under their control suddenly changed subtly. The morale of the army was shaken and the situation was about to get out of control. Elder Burning Heart and the Holy King felt a serious crisis at the same time.
Fen Xin was speechless, and glanced at the Holy King next to him with a pair of ruthless eyes, but saw that the facial features of his biggest supporter were also distorted into a ball at this time.
With a cry, Qing Kuang reached out to his neck with one hand, pulled hard, and raised his hands high. In front of everyone, when he looked again, there was already a string of simple pearls and jade necklaces in his palms that exuded a faint light.[
"Blue Falling Yellow Spring...it's really it!"
The crowd was in an uproar.
"Temple clan members, if you see the saint, please kneel down quickly!"
Qing Kuang roared loudly.
Suddenly, on the high platform, all the five hundred temple tribesmen wearing white robes all understood God. You looked at me, I looked at you, not knowing what to do.
At this moment, Nangong Jinsheng and Qing Kuang's hearts were already in their throats. After more than ten seconds of suffering, they were high up in the stands.
Finally, several templar warriors in white robes began to take steps towards the foot of the high platform...
However, Qing Kuang and Nangong Jinsheng's desperate gamble was immediately snuffed out as soon as they saw a glimmer of hope!
"Which of you dares to betray me?"
A roar, like the roar of a wild animal, makes people's backs run wild and their hearts tremble with fear.
It was hard to imagine that this murderous roar actually came from the mouth of the bald holy king who had always been gentle and calm.
When everyone gathered their gazes, they realized that the scornful and disdainful attitude of the Holy King at this moment was long gone, replaced by a ferocious ferocity that was no different from Fen Xin.
When his authority is challenged, no matter how calmly he pretends, it is instantly shattered.
With a muffled sound, the Holy King raised his leg and stomped towards the ground. With a crash, a huge crack extended from the stone platform to Qing Kuang's feet.
Seeing that everyone was so angry, they didn't dare to express their anger. The few Templar warriors who were just about to run towards Qing Kuang's feet returned tremblingly.
"All the templar warriors obeyed the order and captured Feng Qingkuang as quickly as possible!
Even if someone wears a necklace! If you can’t survive, you’ll need a corpse! Anyone who stands in the way will be killed!”
The Bald Holy King gave an order, and with a roar, all the soldiers around Qing Kuang suddenly retreated dozens of steps. In an instant, a large blank circle was formed around Qing Kuang's petite body...
Fen Xin and all the Poison Masters from the Miao Territory have already jumped up high, baring their teeth and claws and rushing towards Qing Kuang.[
In Qing Kuang's hands, she was already tightly hugging the black Xianmo Guqin...
"No! You can't take her away!"
A figure flashed past quickly, and before the group of ferocious Miao Jiang Poison Masters rushed in front of Qing Kuang, they had already desperately stopped in front of Qing Kuang, spreading their arms to protect the woman behind him.
"Jin'er!"
Nangong Lie let out a heartbroken cry, with a look of extreme pain and helplessness on his face.
It seemed that from the moment the people from the Temple of Light entered the gate of the capital, he had expected that this scene would appear sooner or later.