Looking closer, the gap in the sky is even more astonishing. High up in the sky, the traces of tearing are clearly visible, and some incomplete power of rules lingers on it.
The tip of the entire palace is like a sharp sword piercing the sky, and the killing intent is condensed like substance.
Zhuo Yifan was secretly frightened. Even if he was a master in the Mahayana stage, if he dared to stand in front of this murderous intention, he would be instantly destroyed and his consciousness would be destroyed and he would become an idiot!
It’s so sharp!
The Killing Temple is made up of rocks that are hundreds of feet high. The rocks are very simple and simple, and they are as simple as a child's building blocks.
But this simple combination contains the principles of heaven and gives people a majestic feeling.
Zhuo Yifan was secretly shocked. These stones were engraved with complicated runes, and each huge stone was gathered into a single stroke.
The person who built the Killing Temple must be the super formation master of the Source Clan.
Countless rocks are piled up, and the rules written on them are also different.
Zhuo Yifan's spiritual power covers the past, not for perception, but for detection.
After a while, he withdrew his spiritual power, with a look of horror on his face.
The combination of the strokes engraved on these countless rocks is shockingly the words "Temple of Killing"!
The text of these rules was condensed together, and then the murderous intention burst out.
It can be said that this murderous intention is not only the condensed will of the Killing Saint King, but also the murderous intention within tens of thousands of miles of this secret realm, condensed in the text of rules, and finally turned into a sharp sword. It has such great power and can directly kill people.
The sky is torn apart!
If a single creature had such power, it would be simply horrifying.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Yifan felt a lot calmer.
It seems that Fang Xingyun has sensed this mystery a long time ago, and then proposed a fight with the Saint of Killing. If the Saint of Killing had condensed his murderous intention, Fang Xingyun would be no match for him.
Suddenly, Zhuo Yifan felt a wave of fluctuation.
This fluctuation suddenly surprised him.
That is the breath of space fluctuation.
Usually, this kind of space fluctuation will only occur when the space teleportation door is opened and space teleportation is carried out.
His Heaven-Sealing Order itself is a space transfer station, so he is very sensitive to this aspect.
Could it be that An Chen and the others can still open the teleportation door and allow teleportation masters to come in?
The space fluctuations are getting stronger and stronger, and it is obvious that a large number of people are being teleported in.
Zhuo Yifan was stunned.
This sudden increase in consciousness was too much, as many as one hundred thousand.
At this moment, he couldn't help but be shocked by the work of An Chen and others. No wonder they didn't care about the life and death of the masters of the subordinate families. It turned out that they had already had backup forces, and those people were originally meant to be sacrificed.
Zhuo Yifan slowly touched inside.
This Killing Temple looks like just a palace, but it is extremely spacious inside, not much smaller than the Netherworld City.
He discovered the Mahayana sentry in a secret place.
This made Zhuo Yifan a little bit dumbfounded. He never thought that one day a Mahayana master would become a sentinel, hiding in the corner and monitoring the gate.
Zhuo Yifan sneered. He had no good impression of these core disciples at all.
Under the cover of the power of the soul, even if these masters still retain their external strength, they can't even hope to discover Zhuo Yifan, not to mention that the power they can exert now is limited.
Zhuo Yifan quietly touched behind them. The two of them were still unaware and just stared at the door stupidly.
Zhuo Yifan sneered, suddenly approached, waved his hands, and patted the two of them gently on the shoulders.
The two men were shaken and wanted to shout loudly, but found that they could not make a sound at all. They wanted to draw the knife, but found that their hands and feet were stiff and could not move at all.
"It seems that the Mahayana masters really have no power to resist in front of the real space cage." Zhuo Yifan muttered, but he directly reached out and groped the two of them, looting everything they had on them.
The two of them were extremely shocked.
The other party is also in the Mahayana stage, but he is obviously much more powerful than himself and others.
Before they could think about it, a burst of burning heat suddenly came.
The two of them looked at their bodies in horror, only to find that a fire of nothingness was devouring their bodies. After a burst of scorching heat, that part of the body changed into nothingness. Soon, the two of them completely became nothingness, as if they had never been there.
Nothing has ever happened before.
Zhuo Yifan looked at the trophies in his hands and stuffed the two bottles of elixirs into his pockets without ceremony.
Zhuo Yifan picked up a cold iron long bow, put the quiver on his back, turned around and walked towards the city.
Just after walking a hundred meters, I spotted two more guards.
Zhuo Yifan quietly touched behind them, killed them both, and obtained two more bottles of pills and more than a dozen cold iron long arrows.
They couldn't use space devices, they had very few treasures on them, and their weapons were just ordinary magic treasures. Zhuo Yifan didn't like them at all.
Their value is not worth the energy it took Zhuo Yifan to collect them into the Heaven-Sealing Order.
After solving the three sentry posts, Zhuo Yifan came to the center.
Hiding behind a boulder, Zhuo Yifan looked into the distance with his brows furrowed.
There was a dense crowd of people standing there, divided into two camps, with 50,000 people on each side.
This is a group of children.
They have one thing in common, that is, they are extremely talented.
At this moment, looking at them, Zhuo Yifan had an unpleasant feeling in his heart.
Because the place they were in was a bit strange, right in the middle of the main hall.
In the center of the hall, there stood a giant.
This giant is five feet tall, with muscles all over his body. He looks very powerful, especially his eyes. Although they are closed, they give people a terrifying feeling, as if they will destroy everything if they are opened.
In his hand, he held a long rock sword. The long sword was inserted into the rock on the ground. The rock suddenly revealed a circle of spider-like cracks, which seemed to have been caused by the long sword being inserted.
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Such a weird-looking giant holding a sword with both hands and eyes closed is none other than the Lord of the Killing Temple...the Holy King of Killing!
This demon king who was born to kill the world was almost every master's nightmare when he was alive.
Legend has it that one hundred thousand years ago, he killed eight secret realms in one night and almost destroyed eight families.
Later, he aroused the wrath of heaven and was punished by heaven. He was suppressed and killed in the seventh secret realm.
But even though this man was suppressed and killed, his soul and murderous intention were integrated into one, and he used the murderous intention to escape for hundreds of millions of miles without a trace.
The last time he was discovered was in the Killing Temple.
I don’t know if it was because of him that the Killing Temple was established, or if the Killing Temple was built for him.