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Chapter 127 The White Robe Guardian with Thousand Faces

Chapter 127 The White Robe Guardian's Thousand Faces

"Uncle Fire!"

Chen Luoli waved her hand below and smiled happily.

When the Fire Ghost King turned around, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After so long, Chen Luoli has grown a lot taller and has taken a big step in his practice.

Thinking of the scene when Chen Luoli was irrigated with different blood when he encountered the Ghost Erosion Emperor, the Fire Ghost King felt warm again.

He brushed his sleeves back to Chen Luoli, rubbed his little head: "It's not safe here, leave here with me."

After saying that, he looked at the human descendants standing near the collapsed cave again.

A faint message came out: "If you don't want to die, don't fall behind."

After saying that, the fire color ascended to heaven, and Chen Luoli hurriedly followed.

When Li Bingkun and Qiu Quan looked pale, they looked at each other, then stopped hesitating and took the same step.

The father of this Miss Chen has always been a legend for thousands of years in Dongzhou.

Today, his daughter not only mastered the extremely rare taming skills, but also possessed many treasures.

Under such circumstances, a ghost king protector at the level of the Tribulation Heavenly Lord appeared.

This trump card method was so dazzling, shocking the minds of both of them.

Now, when you wake up, there are people from the Moon Worshiping Cult everywhere. If you want to survive, you must follow Chen Luoli immediately.

Many descendants of the human race in the north swallowed a hard time and looked at Su Yong.

As a prestigious family, the Su family has a high status and prestige in the north.

Among them, Su Yong is basically the leader of the people.

"Don't hesitate, follow immediately." Su Yong hurriedly stepped out of the air without any hesitation.

He could hardly imagine what kind of family background Chen Luoli had.

Previously, I was unknown in the Road to Awakening, and there were few northern children talking to him, and their presence was basically very weak.

Unexpectedly, Chen Luoli was still a pearl in her palm.

Soon, the team galloped away from the collapsed cave.

...

When the eight deserts in the East China were gathered in the Confucian Academy, there were many Moon worshipers standing in a distant place called Cliff Valley at this time.

An ancient altar reveals its luster, connecting the top of the sky, forming a bizarre passage.

This passage is the gap in the road to awakening.

Similar altars are scattered across various boundaries, and the location of Cliff Valley is only one of them.

Due to the different forces carried by the channels, they are also limited.

These powerful men from the Moon Worshiping Sect guarded the altar, preparing to wait for instructions on the road to awakening.

Suddenly, in the air in front of him, a figure of white robe walked slowly.

With the breeze in my arms, one hand is in front of me and the other is behind me. Walking in the sky is like walking on flat ground, and the space is like turning into a lake, creating circles of ripples.

Many powerful men of the Moon Worshiping Sect frowned instantly, and then the scimitar opened and closed, and a cold wave of evil paths rose.

"Who is under your feet?"

A cold voice spread, and a archbishop in the cardinal slowly stood up from the surroundings of the altar.

His strength is in the realm of Little Heavenly Venerable, and he is of the same status as the one he met by Chen Luoli and his others on the road to Tianxing.

The figure of the white robe did not reply. As he walked, everyone saw their faces clearly. They immediately looked panicked and quickly knelt down on one knee.

The Archbishop in the Chronicle was also shocked and immediately lowered his head and spoke: "We will meet with the Lord of the General Assembly!"

The hierarchy of the Moon Worshiping Cult is very strict, and the status can be divided into bishops, archbishops, archbishops, archbishops, stewards, stewards, etc.

The one in front of me is the leader of the Moon Worshiping Church.

Facing everyone kneeling down, he nodded softly and whispered: "Activate the altar and open the door to awaken the sky."

After the words fell, the Archbishop in the red couldn't help but look up suspiciously, quite puzzled.

"Return to the Master of the General Assembly, we have not received the secret order of the Master."

The opening of the altar requires the Moon Worshiping Master to confirm that the task can be completed within a certain time.

The matter of the road to awakening has not been completed. It is meaningless to open the altar at this moment. Instead, it will cause accidents to lead to their encirclement and jail formations.

"Is this not good?" Bai Luo's figure smiled slightly.

The unspeakable oppression spread, which made the Archbishop in the Chronicle hesitate a little.

The identity of the master of the headquarters is far superior to him. Although he does not belong to the same system, he should not afford to offend him.

"Prepare to make a seal." He hesitated for a while, and finally turned around.

But suddenly, evil magic rose and exploded, and a strong wind gathered in his palms and directly bombarded towards the figure of the white robe.

Bang!

The storm was unrestrained, the clouds moved, and the earth was even more shocked and cracked.

The figure of the white robe was still standing there, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

"What do you mean?"

The words asked, which also made many Moon worshipers unclear.

But the Archbishop of the Red-clothed eyes burst into anger and said coldly: "The Lord of the General Assembly must be accompanied by the eagle when he goes on, and your disguise is missing."

The words were astonishing, and all the church members stood up in an instant, and their murderous intent burst out.

Seeing this, Bai Luo shook her head regretfully.

"If I had known this, I would have been more clear about your Moon Worshiping Cult."

He sighed, only to see his face suddenly change, and even his breath changed around him, turning into a white-faced scholar.

He smiled and whispered again: "Let me get to know again. I am the left guardian of the Ghost Palace and the thousand-faced man Dongfang Lin."

When you raise your hand, there will be a terrifying storm that will turn into a phantom of Yin Luo in an instant, covering the entire altar.

The red-clothed Archbishop's eyes instantly condensed, but he had not yet reacted, and three thousand ghost thorns fell from the sky!

boom!

Blood spread wide and screams rang out. All the Moon Worshipers did not even have the chance to resist, and were penetrated by the three thousand ghosts.

The Archbishop of the Red Clothing Explodes the combat power of the Little Heavenly Lord Realm, trying to tear open the shadow of the Yinluo in the Sky, but with a light touch from the thousand-faced man Dongfang Lin, the space around his body was directly blocked.

The combat power of Xiaotianzun suppressed the entire battle. When he suddenly raised his head, a huge ghost pierced through the air and came, roaring and pierced down from the top of his head!

"Ah!"

The Archbishop in the Chronicle stared at his blood-stained eyes, his aura was shattered, and even his soul was not spared.

These three thousand ghost thorns are not only powerful weapons, but also contain the origin of Dongfang Lin's evil spirits and belong to the natal magical powers.

"goodbye."

Dongfang Lin still smiled. When he snapped his fingers, the shadow of Yin Luo rolled up the corpse in the field and disappeared.

He looked at the altar of the Moon Worshiping Sect and was in trouble again.

Without a special magic seal, this altar cannot be activated.

While thinking, I suddenly noticed something and looked in the air with interest.

"Since you are here, why not show up?"

The whisper came out, and the space in the mid-air was distorted, and a feminine figure slowly appeared.

Mei Shiyu looked at Dongfang Lin calmly and glanced at the altar again.

He knew very well that the one he had searched for for a long time, Dongfang Lin, the left guardian of the Ghost Palace.

"Is the medicine recipe of the Soul-Living Bead on you?" Mei Shiyu spoke calmly.

When a word falls, the atmosphere seems to be stagnant.

(End of this chapter)
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