Seeing that the situation was not good, the old dragon head and the old shopkeeper immediately shouted loudly and flew over without any hesitation.
Unfortunately, before they could rush over, several fierce gods waiting on the side also pounced on them immediately.
"Ouch!"
The next second, the master of the Fierce Temple, who was struck by another palm, looked up to the sky and shouted angrily, as if he was giving some kind of order.
"Ho ho ho..."
Sure enough, when such a roar fell, the endless men in black around them all looked up to the sky and roared.
While shouting, he launched a charge, and his uniform and rhythmic roar was like a horn of charge.
The deafening shouts made people feel frightened. I have to admit that the ferocity and fearlessness of the Fierce Temple are really frightening.
The desperate fighting style gave many people a sense of powerlessness.
This is not a question of strength, but that these people from the Fierce Temple fight with the determination to trade their lives for their lives!
"Long Yin listens to the order!"
After forcing the fierce god back with a sword, the old dragon head jumped up and shouted: "Swear to the death to protect the Thunder God Tower, and swear to the death to protect the grandson of the Three Emperors!"
"I will defend the glory of Longyin to the death, and I will never give up if I don't destroy the evil temple!"
"Everyone, come with me and kill!"
boom!
The word "kill" fell to the ground, and the old dragon took the lead and rushed out with great momentum.
"Swear to the death to defend the glory of Longyin!"
"Swear to the death to defend the glory of Longyin!"
"Swear to the death to defend the glory of Longyin!"
"Kill, kill, kill..."
A chilling atmosphere suddenly filled the entire place.
The gathered members of Long Yin, Long Guard, and Long Ya all rushed towards the Fierce Temple with boiling blood at this moment.
However, the appearance of the Eighteen Fierce Gods and the Palace Master seemed to have given the members of the Fierce Temple great courage, and the Fierce Temple became even more crazy.
boom!
Rumble…
An earth-shattering collision, mixed with endless roars, collided together and resounded throughout the Thunder God Tower.
On top of the Thunder God Tower, Di Ming woke up and stood weakly in front of the window, overlooking everything below, with a surging murderous intent in his deep eyes.
The brutality of this battle exceeded Di Ming's imagination. He really did not expect that this time, the Fierce Temple would be so desperate!
Bang!
Bang bang bang...
Outside the gate of Thunder God Pagoda, the Martial Saint and the Master of the Fierce Temple fought for more than a dozen rounds.
For a moment, it seemed that they were indistinguishable and evenly matched. However, there were more and more people in black outside, and they were getting closer to the Thunder God Tower.
The most terrible thing is that the eighteen fierce gods are powerful and numerous. After a siege, Chen Qiaofu and others, as well as Wang Ling and the elders, were all invincible.
"Huh?"
Outside the gate, after a fierce battle, Wu Shengren frowned inexplicably and looked at the palace master in front of him with a puzzled look.
After this fierce battle, he always felt that something was wrong. At first, he could not figure it out.
Just now, after a round, Wu Shengren suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
He felt that there seemed to be a sense of déjà vu in this palace master.
Therefore, Wu Shengren immediately pulled away and shouted: "Who are you? I seem to have seen you somewhere?"
The feeling of déjà vu flashed past, but Wu Shengren could be sure that he must have seen this person before, and he might be very familiar with him!
You know, Wu Shengren has been in seclusion for many years. If he really knows this person, then it must have been many years ago.
Many years ago, there seemed to be few people who could make a deep impression on him.