Bright Era

"Really, incompetent believer!" The face on the front of the idol opened his eyes, and a ray of light shrouded several priestesses in black robes: "War! Idiots, must start war! Kill the enemy, Or be killed by the enemy! You haven't waged a large-scale war for 15 years! This is the 15 years I have been on duty!"

The annoyed statue suddenly jumped at the corner of his eyes, and the young and beautiful priestesses uttered a moan of infinite joy at the same time, and then a group of golden flames ignited from their feet, quickly burning their bodies into a cloud of blue smoke. Their robes fell on the ground intact, but their bodies disappeared.

Several souls with dazzling golden light were absorbed in by the whirlpool, and the idol screamed in surprise and admiration: "The soul of a fanatic is indeed the best supplement! Which **** discovered this secret back then? What a pure soul power! !so perfect!"

Opening his big mouth and swallowing a few souls in, the body of the **** shook and closed his eyes satisfied.

And Empress Baolian and the others were already kneeling on the ground, shouting hoarsely with unconcealed ecstasy: "Miracles, miracles! The devout believers were taken to the kingdom of God by our gods, and they will enjoy the boundless. Good luck! This is a miracle!"

The believers worshipped their heads madly, and there were even a few demigods whose breath was comparable to that of Lin Huai’s Supreme Elder, tearing his eyes and using his head specifically to find the hardest stone to smash, and also dissipated the vindictiveness to protect himself. He just knocked his forehead into blood.

"God, why don't you pick us up too!" Several elders raised their hands to the sky crying bitterly: "Let us go to your side, serve you, please you, so that your believers can be forever Be with you!"

The idol hidden behind the whirlpool sneered: "Idiot, some bad old men want to serve me? Even if I want to be a waiter, I need to look for young and beautiful female believers. You guys are crooked. The old guy who makes me hate when I look at it is really uninteresting!"

"You can't be taken away by us so early! You are a powerful ant among the ants, and our doctrine depends on you to spread it!" The four faces of the idol showed a hideous smile, he After taking a deep breath, a low and majestic voice floated from the top of the Nine-Layered Secret Magic Tower.

"My believers! War!"

"God war! God war! God war!"

"Some heretics have insulted your God, and some heretics have blasphemed your God. You must rise up and fight for our glory!"

"Go, gather your army, gather your army with all your strength, the more the better, and send all believers who can fight to the battlefield! Use blood to wash away the humiliation I am waiting for! I will reward those who have done meritorious services again, they Will coexist with my glory!"

Empress Baolian raised both hands at the same time, screaming like crazy: "God war! God war! God war!"

All the clergy guarding the temple are going crazy! This will be a battle of gods!

As for who their gods are talking about heresy, it doesn't matter! Anyway, the gods want them to start a **** war, then there will definitely be enemies in front of them! If there is no enemy, then just create an enemy and start a magical war! Fighting to die for the gods will be qualified to coexist with the glory of the gods. What a wonderful thing!

So, do whatever it takes to start a **** war!

The four-faced idol pursed his mouth with a weird smile, and suddenly a three-headed six-armed black python wrapped around his body, also a tattered and unmovable idol: "You used the once-in-a-year oracle power? Let them start. God battle?"

The four-faced **** snorted coldly. He looked down at the many gods below, and said faintly: "Our masters have fallen, and the unlucky ones who are attached to the seats of other gods to drive away, since they can't be restored by sleeping, we must take turns to sit here. What should I do if I don’t do something for myself?"

"A total of 20 years of rotation time limit. 15 years have passed since my share. In these 15 years, they have not waged even a war of sufficient scale! The total amount of souls I have collected is less than 20 million, including Hand in most of the share. I don't use the power of that oracle. Haven't my two decades of rotation been completely lost?"

The three-headed idol sighed in a low voice: "That's right... It's really helpless. I knew that we had taken refuge in the gods of the Tianmiao. They were much more generous than the main gods we served in Beijing! It is said that the gods of the Tianmiao Many of the low-level gods have already recovered a lot of vitality!"

The two idols were somber and silent, they closed their eyes at the same time, and fell asleep groggy.

At this moment, the light curtain that isolated the void suddenly exploded with a dazzling golden light, and a big axe whizzed in, splitting an axe of the closest priest into two pieces. A big bald man covered his face with a black triangle scarf and walked in with a ‘creaky’ laugh.

"Oh, what kind of baby is this? It looks very valuable!"

The two idols opened their eyes at the same time, both frightened and angry. This is the nine-fold secret magic tower, which is the most important artifact for the many gods of the Myra Sect, so there are several idols that take turns to stay here throughout the year. Such a core site was actually invaded by foreign enemies. In case any damage was caused to the Nine-fold Secret Magic Tower, everyone in the guarding temple should die.

But carefully glanced at the bald man who walked in, and the two statues closed their eyes with extreme certainty.

The invaders are only mortals, this is a war between mortals, and the two high statues do not need to be mixed up with such things. No matter which one of them loses or who wins, the souls of the dead will be swallowed by them, so why bother to intervene in this pleasing battle?

The senior priests of the patron saint’s palace such as the Baolian Empress looked at this bald man in amazement. In the small space where the Nine-fold Secret Devil Tower is located, he saw such a big man with a sturdy aura, just like someone It was as incredible as a few gorillas suddenly appeared in the boudoir of the unmarried daughter.

Empress Baolian screamed hysterically as if her ancestral grave had been dug up: "What's the matter? Why would anyone break in here? Are all the people outside? Why didn't you drag him down? Wan Yan?"

The bald man scratched his scalp hard, he smiled honestly: "You are so smart, hey, aren't all the people out there dead? It really surprised us. The defense of the guardian temple is not as we imagined. The Chinese are so strong! So, I'm sorry, we grabbed it too smoothly, just wondering, can we grab some more valuable stuff?"

One after another, masked bald men walked into the light curtain, and they all exuded a pungent smell of blood, carrying heavy weapons of various colors in their hands. A strong ‘han’ with a long white beard on his chin roared in a low voice, “Well, robbery, give us all the valuable things!”

Including the White Dragon God and his party, all the senior officials present at the patron temple were dumbfounded.

They felt that they must be dreaming, and it was a very absurd nightmare. At the core of the guardian temple, in front of the Nine-fold Secret Magic Tower, the most important artifact of the Mila Sect, a group of outsiders robbed so many high-level guardian temples present?

Empress Baolian shook her body, then shouted hoarsely: "Even if the guardian shrine is empty today, let them break in! What happened to the founding shrine and the destruction shrine? What about their reinforcements? These guys broke in so grandiosely?"

"Kill them!" Empress Baolian shouted sternly: "Send orders to all the temples, temples, and altars of the Miluo Sect, trace the source of these people, and cut all the forces behind them. We must let them die. Never leave an inch of grass!"

Before Empress Baolian's words fell, she heard a crisp sound of ‘pouch’, and a majestic red-faced old man spurted blood and flew in from outside the light curtain. This old man was wearing a black robe. Looking at the coat of arms on his chest, he was clearly the Supreme Elder who destroyed the temple.

"Elder Weeping?"

The group of senior officials in the patron saint was stunned. The Elder Weeping who destroyed the temple was a kind of condensed power, proficient in the way of flame destruction, controlled the red lotus sin flame, and claimed to be able to burn everything. He is the strongest person who destroys the temple’s headquarters. Unless those elders who have been retired and meditate go out, Elder Weeping is the master of the highest authority in the destruction of the temple!

Such a strong man was actually killed by someone!

"Pure soul power!" The two statues were horrified. They opened their mouths and took a deep breath. A golden light in the body of Elder Weeping, which seemed to be like a substance, has soared into the sky and quickly sank into the golden whirlpool. .

A middle-aged man who was coughing lightly and spitting blood in a small mouth walked into the light curtain. He glanced coldly at Empress Baolian and others, and said in a low voice: "This tower is not bad. The fire from that old guy was so powerful that it almost burned me. It's a pity that my axe is more powerful!"

Empress Baolian and others swallowed and spit at the same time.

Elder Weeping was actually beheaded by this big man? And he just seemed to have burnt two pieces of his skin and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.

Such a powerful person is not something that Empress Baolian and the clergy who control the daily affairs of the three major shrines can resist! Although they are all demigods, there is a gap between the demigods and the demigods. The demigods who can serve as the gods of the palace and are responsible for daily management are the weakest group of demigods in the Miras religion. !

The real powerhouses, those old monsters that have not been born for a thousand years, don't know where they hide in hiding, unless the temple invades them, they will not show up at all!

People like Empress Baolian are able to cope with most of the changes on weekdays, but in the face of these super enemies that suddenly invade, they are really powerless!

After swallowing dryly and spitting, Empress Baolian screamed: "Deadly fight! Delay time and wait for the help of the veterans!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation. , Monthly ticket, your support is my biggest motivation.)

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