Sealed Divine Throne

"It's him!" Feng Ling'er cried out. After shouting this, she threw herself into the arms of Ye Weiyang beside her and cried bitterly.

On the surface, Ye Weiyang's personality is much more cheerful than Feng Ling'er's, and she seems to be more tolerant. But in fact, Feng Ling'er is really strong. Otherwise, she would not be the one to inherit the Holy Alliance Auction House.

However, no matter how strong she is, she is still a girl after all! That guy left for nearly five years without any news, not even a trace of news came back. Even the red dragon armor he gave him was broken. Feng Ling'er kept telling herself that he was still alive almost every day, as if under hypnosis. However, deep down in her heart, she didn't know how low his chances of survival were.

Today, in the Great Holy Alliance Trial Ground, she finally saw him again. No matter what, he was still alive! No matter how much resentment Feng Ling'er had in her heart, she couldn't help crying with joy at this moment. He's alive, he's alive, he's back.

Tears welled up in streams. The strong controller of the Holy Alliance Auction House could no longer control his emotions at this time.

Yes, the person who took off his cloak and revealed his true face was none other than the only Discipline Priest of the Priest Temple, Bald Sima Xian.

Compared with more than four years ago, his figure was more majestic, but he never forgot his identity as a priest, and his priest's robe was fully stretched by his solid muscles. Just standing there gives people a coercion like a mountain standing there.

With golden light flashing in his eyes, Sima Xian stepped into the competition venue. He seemed to feel something, and subconsciously glanced in the direction of the VIP table of the Warrior Temple. It's just that the VIP table is very high. Unless his eyes can bend, he will definitely not be able to see what is there.

Another person who was illuminated by the light of choice came from the Soul Temple. Because Sima Xian took off his robe, he entered the room one step earlier than Sima Xian.

The Temple Competition is a glory among all the contestants. It is an honor to be able to participate, and it is an even greater honor to be able to gain points for the Temple in the competition. In this case, no one will hold back easily.

Amidst the chanting of spells, a dark purple six-pointed star appeared in front of the summoner. The next moment, a dark door slowly rose in front of him.

An eerie aura flows in the air, and there is a faint black light mist rippling in the air.

Dark attributes!

This summoner turned out to be an extremely rare dark summoner. The magic he cast was called Hell's Gate. It has the same purpose as the Gate of Creatures. The strength of this dark summoner is obviously quite powerful, and it only took such a short time to cast the Gate of Hell. When Sima Xian just stood still, his Dark Door had already appeared.

"Innate magic!" Ye Weiyang exclaimed, directing Feng Ling'er's eyes towards the venue, who was in agitated mood.

Generally speaking, natal magic can only be practiced by summoners in the Soul Temple. Summoners usually have their own natal summoned beast, and with careful cultivation, it will become their greatest help. But not all summoners can find a suitable monster to tame as their own summoned beast. In this case, they have another option, natal magic!

The so-called natal magic is to imprint a magic deep in one's soul and become a part of one's body. Summoners with natal magic cannot have natal summoned beasts. However, this magic will break through the limitations of the level of the magic itself and advance to a higher level based on their strength. There is no doubt that the dark summoner in front of him has done this. His natural magic is the gate of hell.

The Gate of Hell itself is a seventh-level magic, the same as the Gate of Creatures. However, after it became his natural magic, it became more powerful as his own cultivation level improved.

This dark summoner looks to be in his fifties, and is relatively young among the contestants. His cultivation has also reached the peak of the eighth level. Relying on this powerful natal magic that has also been promoted to the peak of the eighth level, even if he faces a ninth-level expert, he is confident that he can give the opponent a head-on.

Feng Ling'er quickly wiped away the tears on her face and turned her gaze to the field, feeling intense worry unconsciously.

The gate of natal magic hell, this is a very powerful existence. Not only is the explosive power powerful, but after the instantaneous cast is completed, the magic's persistence can even last until all the magic power of the summoner is exhausted.

Generally speaking, in individual competitions, it is impossible to cast continuous magic like the Gate of Creatures and the Gate of Hell because the chanting time is too long. But as a natal magic, this dark summoner completed it in a very short time, and it was also an advanced Gate of Hell, which was completely different.

Sima Xian was facing the gate of hell unarmed! Feng Ling'er knew very well the abilities of this damn bald man. Without the Power of Light Pill in hand, how much of his strength could he unleash?

Worry obscured all the excitement, joy and deeper resentment in her heart. Feng Ling'er held Ye Weiyang's hand tightly and watched the situation nervously.

Sima Xian did not stop after entering the competition venue, nor did he use any skills. He just strode towards the Dark Summoner with his head held high. For ordinary people, his speed can be regarded as a meteor, but for the strong men participating in the temple competition, it is too slow.

The dark summoner on the opposite side looked at Sima Xian, a little confused, and even wondered if he was too careful and used his natural magic as soon as he came up.

Who is this person opposite! He looked to be thirty years old at most, and his majestic figure could even rival that of an earth dragon, but he was wearing a priest's robe. This is too weird.

Moreover, this guy didn't use any skills, just striding toward him like an ordinary person. There have been many individual matches in the Temple Competition, but this is the first time this situation has occurred.

This dark summoner's status in the Summoning Temple is quite high, and his combat experience is extremely rich. After a brief moment of shock, he immediately made a decision. No matter what the opponent is, he must go all out to get this point for the Soul Temple.

The power of the Gate of Hell has been revealed. Cerberus dogs with dark red flames all over their bodies ran wildly out of the Gate of Hell and rushed towards Sima Xian.

There are as many as twelve hellhounds in this group. Cerberus is a hell creature with dual attributes of darkness and fire. Quite a sixth-level human expert. They have no attack skills and are only good at physical attacks, but all physical attacks have the effects of darkness and fire. Extremely resilient and stoic. Once you get entangled with them, it's a life-or-death situation.

Looking at the group of hellhounds, Sima Xian still strode towards the Dark Summoner, his bald head shining brightly under the light of the Grand Trial Ground.

The hell dogs were extremely fast. Almost in the blink of an eye, the twelve hell dogs had already rushed in front of Sima Xian.

Not only are these hellhounds powerful, but they also appear to be very organized. The three hell dogs at the front rushed towards Sima Xian at the same time. Among the other nine hell dogs, three leaped into the air, and the other six surrounded him from both sides, blocking all of Sima Xian's forward routes at once. .

The two horns stretched forward on their heads flashed with black and red light, overwhelming Sima Xian with the advantage of the group.

At this time, the dark summoner was hovering cross-legged above the gate of hell, chanting incantations continuously, and the gate of hell seemed to be emitting stronger spiritual power fluctuations. It's gloomy and low, and I don't know what kind of creature it is communicating with in the hell plane.

He never thought about using hellhounds to defeat Sima Xian, as long as he entangled Sima Xian, it was enough. In his opinion, as long as his next magic was completed, victory would be established.

Watching the battle, the most nervous person was undoubtedly Feng Ling'er. Seeing the unarmed Sima Xian being surrounded by twelve hellhounds, she unconsciously held her breath. She scolded Sima Xian in her heart, "How old are you, and you came to participate in the temple competition? Are you here to die?"

However, the next scene shocked the entire audience.

Facing the attack of the twelve hell dogs, Sima Xian's expression did not change, as if he had not seen them. As the twelve hell dogs arrived in front of him, Sima Xian's progress also stopped. Come down and stamp your right foot heavily on the ground.

Just hearing a boom, a group of intense golden flames suddenly swept out from his body, and with Sima Xian's body as the center, it completely turned into a huge golden fireball within a diameter of five meters.

What skill is this? Not to mention that the people in other temples were dumbfounded, even the strongest knights and priests who were best at light attribute abilities also had dull eyes.

The next moment, they saw that the bald man from before continued to stride towards the gate of hell as if nothing had happened. Behind him, the flames of light converged, but the twelve hell dogs had all disappeared. , not even a scrap was left behind.

Seeing this scene on the knight VIP stage, Chen Zidian, the chief referee, couldn't help but smile, "What a powerful priest. What kind of skills does he have? It's clearly the result of the release of spiritual power. Simple and direct .”

Naturally, others couldn't hear Chen Zidian's words. They just saw the majestic bald priest still heading towards the gate of hell.

Instant skills can defeat twelve hellhounds with strong defenses. Is this something ordinary people can do?

The Dark Summoner's mood suddenly became tense, and his spell chanting speed increased significantly. Seeing Sima Xian striding to a distance of less than fifty meters from him, beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.

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The bald man is about to show off his power! On the last day of the month, everyone should quickly vote for Lao San with the remaining monthly votes. Thank you sincerely, we will break out tomorrow.