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Chapter 637: The Dust-free God King

The master of the temple rubbed Yu's painful forehead, his eyes filled with anticipation: "Xia, the temple will be your burial place!"

Now, I am not afraid that Xia Qingchen will be powerful, but I am afraid that Xia Qingchen will not come!

"Don't let me down!" the temple master gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

Xia Qingchen never disappoints people, whether they are friends or enemies!

On the stairs of the temple, the lingering fairy mist suddenly flowed like water.

A golden boot appeared in the mist.

He stood at the foot of the sacred mountain, in front of the ancient stairs, with an air of flamboyance.

Near the sacred mountain ancient road, there are temple personnel patrolling all year round.

Sensing the abnormality, ten patrol officers immediately appeared on the stairs, holding weapons and pointing at Xia Qingchen: "The mountain is closed today. No outsiders will be seen. Leave quickly!"

His expression was majestic, he shouted harshly, and was full of indifference and ruthlessness.

Xia Qingchen's eyes were cold. The temple was a place for believers to pay homage to the gods and pray for their wishes.

It should be peaceful, tolerant and kind.

When did we become a being who oppresses the common people, treats believers as slaves, and commands everyone around us?

Ningshuang God King really doesn’t know how to manage his own temple!

Without saying a word, Xia Qingchen stepped onto the stairs of the sacred mountain with one foot!

Rumble

The sacred mountain has been influenced by the Ningshuang God King's Hall for a long time. Over time, it naturally acquires some of the divinity of the temple.

How can you bear the presence of a former god-king?

In an instant, the sacred mountain was shaken!

Starting from Xia Qingchen's feet, a long crack appeared on the ancient stairs, spreading to the top of the mountain.

On the stone walls on both sides of the ancient road, rocks fell, vegetation withered, and fish, insects, birds, and animals panicked.

"Ah! What...what's going on?" The bodies of the ten mountain guards shook with the earthquake, and they had to hold on to strong things around them to stabilize their bodies.

Only Xia Qingchen was not affected and continued to step up with his hands behind his back.

With every step taken, the vibrations of the sacred mountain intensify, and there are more cracks on the mountain.

The mountain guards couldn't even stand firmly, lying on the ground, holding things in panic, as if the end was coming.

Xia Qingchen passed by them with his hands behind his back and said: "Tianyueling Temple is removed from the temple today, and everything belongs to it. If you leave now, you will avoid death!"

If you stubbornly resist, you will be killed without mercy!

The ten mountain guards were panicking. They fled from the sacred mountain by rolling and crawling wherever they dared to stay.

Xia Qingchen kept moving forward!

The violent movement caused the sacred mountain to roar and shake.

The temple members on the mountain saw that the situation was not good and left one after another.

Mountain top.

Temple, in the main hall of the main god.

The mountains outside are swaying, but the temple is safe and calm.

The towering statue of God King Ningshuang releases a peaceful and holy light, stabilizing the temple.

Looking at the sacred mountain outside, it looked like a landslide, and the eyelids of many high-level officials jumped wildly.

A senior executive swallowed hard and scolded: "Palace Master, what kind of existence did you provoke?"

Can it actually shake the sacred mountain?

The master of the temple was also frightened: "He, he is just an ordinary boy, not a being!"

"How can an ordinary young man make the sacred mountain like this?" A deputy palace master said with accusing eyes: "I warned you not to be greedy for anything with the feathered dragon, but you refused to listen. Are you okay now?"

The master of the temple snorted: "It's as if you didn't get any benefit from it!"

The deputy palace master's tone was stagnant, and then he said: "No matter what, the other party is coming for you. Face it yourself and don't affect us!"

"Presumptuous! Why are you talking to me? I am the master of the temple!"

A group of people started arguing.

The Peach Blossom God frowned slightly and said indifferently: "Noisy!"

She wrote three words in an understatement, causing the temple master and others to immediately bend down without breath.

The Peach Blossom God sighed: "How many years have passed, mortals have always been like this."

Faced with a small crisis, there is no confidence.

With such a mind, one is destined to have no fate with gods in the future.

"It should be because of that soul-eating divine insect, don't panic." Peach Blossom God said calmly.

Some mature soul-eating divine insects have the ability to swallow heaven and earth, easily shaking a small sacred mountain.

Hearing this, the palace master and others became very calm.

God is here, and any evil heretic will not escape death.

Rumble

A loud sound of the mountain cracking suddenly came!

Outside the temple, amid the smoke, a young man, like a dying emperor, came to the front of the hall with his hands behind his back.

The master of the temple stood under the statue of Ningshuang God King, deliberately irritating Xia Qingchen: "You evil beast, why don't you kneel down in front of the God King's hall?"

Xia Qingchen did not move forward, but looked at the solemn statue of King Ningshuang.

The familiar appearance seemed like I had seen it in a dream yesterday.

A thousand-year dream, what was yesterday is different than what is today!

When his eyes moved to the Crown of God King on Ningshuang's head, Xia Qingchen murmured: "My Nine Feather Crown, it turns out that it is suitable for you to wear..."

The King of Ningshuang wears the crown of nine feathers, which adds a bit of prowess to his beauty.

"How presumptuous! Who the devil dares to claim to be the lord of the Nine Feather Crown?" The Peach Blossom God opened her clear crystal eyes.

His eyes were filled with cold and holy majesty.

Xia Qingchen heard the news and finally stepped into the temple.

It’s worth stepping in.

The temple shook violently, and the holy light of the statue of God King Ningshuang dimmed sharply.

As if suppressed by some invisible existence.

The statues of other small and medium-sized gods in the temple were all exploded into powder.

The entire temple was also whimpering and about to collapse.

If there was no suppression by the statue of Ningshuang God King, it would have been destroyed long ago!

Xia Qingchen stepped inside, raised her eyes with a calm expression, and looked at the Peach Blossom God.

His eyes were clear and peaceful, looking at the projection of the Peach Blossom God, he smiled faintly: "Long time no see, Xiaozhu."

The common name of the Peach Blossom God is Zhu Yiqing.

Back then, she was the little girl beside God King Ningshuang.

The palace master and others, who had not yet had time to be happy that Xia Qingchen broke into the hall, couldn't help but look stiff.

Xiaozhu?

Who? The Peach Blossom God?

What does the phrase "Long time no see" mean? Do they know each other?

impossible!

How can a mortal know the gods in heaven?

However, Peach Blossom God's pupils shrank sharply and her face turned as white as paper.

The majestic and holy face was replaced by shock and fear. He pointed at Xia Qingchen, his teeth chattering: "You...you...you...Wuchen God King!"

She couldn't believe that she actually saw the Wuchen God King who had been extinct for thousands of years!

Although, he is no longer the same person he was yesterday.

But gods can see the soul of the thing inside the skin!

Then, isn't it the king who terrorized the world and commanded the gods, the Wuchen God King?

Her soft body trembled, and she kneeled down subconsciously: "See...see the Wuchen God King!"

It's not that she is timid, it's that the Wuchen God King back then was too terrifying.

There is no rival on earth, on earth, or under the stars.

The demon lords who dominated the world for eternity all died under the sword of King Wuchen.

Now that thousands of years have passed, no one has forgotten his terror, and they still live in his shadow!

The master of the temple and others were stunned!


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