The god they had worked so hard to invite actually knelt down to Xia Qingchen!
And he kept claiming that the other party was the Wuchen God King?
Then, isn't it an ancient god-king who has been dead for thousands of years?
Xia Qingchen closed his eyes and smiled, whether it was self-mockery or loneliness: "Thousands of years later, there will still be people who remember me!"
Hear the words.
The Peach Blossom God blinked, glanced at the top of his head, and immediately turned into a beam of light and shot away into the sky, preparing to escape back to the sky.
She could predict that there would be a huge wave on the top of the stars and among the gods!
Because, thousands of years ago, the God King... came back!!
However.
The beam of light rushed to the top of the temple, and she was bounced back by an invisible force.
Peach Blossom God's face turned pale, and she looked at Xia Qingchen with infinite fear in her heart.
Xia Qingchen's eyes were calm: "Although I have been dead for thousands of years, my divinity is still not something that your little projection can challenge."
What distinguishes the level of gods is divinity.
Xia Qingchen has been dead for thousands of years and has lost most of his divinity, but how can a small projection compare.
Being in the temple, divinity can exert infinite effects.
For example, why are many temples unable to accommodate Xia Qingchen and are all falling apart?
That's because his divinity is still there.
Through divinity, it is also a matter of effort to prevent a projection of low divinity from leaving.
The Peach Blossom God was filled with fear and said with sincerity: "King Wuchen God, I was not the one who harmed you back then. You have the right to blame and the owner to owe..."
Xia Qingchen waved her hand and interrupted her: "I'm here today not to settle a score with you, but to settle a score with them."
He pointed his finger towards the master of the temple.
The Peach Blossom God breathed a sigh of relief and said: "The Peach Blossom God is willing to do the hard work of the Wuchen God King!"
The temple master and others were so frightened that their hearts jumped into their throats.
The Peach Blossom God they invited will turn against them?
They are just like ants, how can they resist the power of gods?
"No need!" Xia Qingchen took out the meat worms and walked forward slowly: "There are some people I want to kill myself!"
Looking at the terrifying little insect, the master of the temple was so frightened that he screamed: "Mr.
Bewitched!"
The Peach Blossom God sighed silently, no one should be mentioned, so why should he mention Ningshuang God King?
really.
Xia Qingchen said lightly: "Then, you are going to die!"
With a pinch of his palm, the fat insect screamed and launched a violent mental attack.
ah!
This time, the temple master had no chance of escaping and was attacked at close range.
His seven orifices spurted blood instantly, and he fell limply to the ground in agony, unable to die any longer.
The surrounding high-level officials were scared to death!
The dignified master actually died like this?
Xia Qingchen glanced at them coldly and said coldly: "You are the same!"
Ordinary palace members may still be innocent.
The higher-ups must be on the same line as the Feathered Dragon!
soon!
Screams erupted one after another in the hall, and the upper floors filled the floor.
At this point, the master of the Tianyueling Temple and a group of high-level officials were all destroyed.
Finally, Xia Qingchen looked at the Peach Blossom God.
The latter's eyes moved as if he was thinking about something. She could see that Xia Qingchen was very weak at the moment...
To deal with several ants, you need to rely on the power of the Soul-eating Divine Insect.
"As for you..." Xia Qingchen looked at her lightly: "I don't want Ningshuang to know that I am still alive."
Peach Blossom God immediately became frightened: "I am willing to keep it a secret and will never reveal the whereabouts of God King Wuchen."
"Well, then let's destroy this projection. With your own power, you can rebuild it in ten years." Xia Qingchen said calmly.
How could Xia Qingchen let her go back?
Once the projection returns to the original body, the Peach Blossom God will know everything that happens in this temple.
At that time, the whole Jiuxiao will be in an uproar, right?
For Xia Qingchen, who has not yet returned to his peak, this is a disaster rather than a blessing.
"Ah! God King Wuchen, no, I, I have something to say!" Peach Blossom God said quickly.
Xia Qingchen looked at her: "Ten breaths of time."
She had ten breaths to finish saying what she wanted to say.
Peach Blossom God calmed down and said: "Actually, God King Ningshuang has been thinking about you. I saw her tracing your portrait alone..."
As he talked, Peach Blossom God suddenly couldn't continue.
Because a terrifying divinity came over, wrapped her up, and then crushed her into pieces.
"Ah! God King, you..."
We agreed to give her ten breaths of time, so why did she take action in just two breaths?
She thought she could impress the Wuchen God King.
Xia Qingchen looked at the fluorescent light falling after the Peach Blossom God's projection collapsed, with a cold and ruthless expression: "Those who mess with my heart can't be kept!"
Thousands of years ago, the sword of King Ningshuang had cut off everything.
If someone tries to use emotions to interfere with his desire for revenge, he is bound to be disappointed!
If you don’t kill Ningshuang, you will never be a king!
This is his determination!
Click
A clear and muffled sound came from the inside of the statue of God King Ningshuang. That was because it could not withstand the long-term suppression of Xia Qingchen's divinity and finally collapsed.
Xia Qingchen glanced at it one last time, then turned around and left.
The moment he stepped out of the temple, the statue of God King Ningshuang suddenly split into two halves and fell to the ground.
The huge head of the statue rolled on the ground.
Whether it was a coincidence or God's will, the corners of the two eyes of the statue were stained with blood.
It's like Ningshuang is crying...
Xia Qingchen went all the way down the mountain. The moment he left the sacred mountain, there was a loud crash behind him.
The sacred mountain that had stood for thousands of years collapsed.
The smoke and dust are shaking the sky, and the turbid waves are rolling, setting off Xia Qingchen's lonely back!
At that time.
Deep in Mengze, there is a business road.
Several people chase each other.
The person being chased was none other than Wuhua from Fengyin Temple!
Fengyin Temple was massacred by Du Yangzi, including the master, all were killed, only Wuhua escaped by chance.
He is always trying to make a comeback and take revenge on Xia Qingchen.
Unfortunately, things didn't work out as expected.
Not only did he fail to restore Feng Yin Temple, but he was targeted by Dark Moon's people, who asked him about the whereabouts of the Buddha's relics in Feng Yin Temple.
Wuhua was in an extremely embarrassed state, with shocking injuries everywhere on his body. He turned around and said, "I told you, I don't know where the Buddha's relics are!"
However, a group of Dark Moon experts at the level of world-hating immortals did not believe it at all.
"Joke! You are the only survivor of Fengyin Temple and the favorite disciple of Master Liuqing. How can you not know where the Buddha's relics are hidden?" A world-hating immortal threw a thunderball with his hand.
The ball exploded on the spot, shooting out countless fragments and shattering Wuhua's back.
He screamed in pain and was thrown into the mud by the force of the impact, filling his mouth with mud.
Then, the people from Dark Moon stepped forward and stepped on him into the mud of the swamp.
Wuhua was angry and sad at the same time. The young abbot of Fengyin Temple back then was actually in such a miserable state.
It's really like a tiger being bullied by a dog!
One of the world-hating immortals twisted his neck, slapped him twice in the face and said, "Bitch! If you don't say anything, I'll feed it to your dog!"
Wuhua was so filled with grief and anger that she wished she could die to avoid being humiliated in the world!
It seems that God has mercy on him.
A ray of sword light came from behind them without any warning, and the Hateful Immortal at the end was caught off guard and had one of his arms cut off.