Chapter 351: The battle to the death of the temple
At this time, Crescent City looked extremely strange. On the broken city wall, soldiers one after another blocked the corpse demons that came up like a tide. They were not afraid of death and did not take a step back. And inside the city, there were thousands of them.
Tens of thousands of people stared at the bronze tripod.
The raging fire grew stronger and stronger.
The oil inside the bronze tripod was boiling and rolling, and smoke was rising.
A few big bear men found a small pony and threw it into the boiling oil.
An incredible scene appeared. After being thrown into the boiling oil, the pony actually jumped up with all its strength. A pair of front hooves actually caught the edge of the bronze tripod, and the bronze tripod emerged from the horse's head.
No burns at all.
"fraud!"
"The messenger is a liar!"
"Burn the temple!"
"Kill the angel!"
"..."
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The members of the Sickle Alliance took the opportunity to instigate, and some people attacked the divine envoys among the crowd. After someone took the lead, people immediately started to attack in groups.
In just a few breaths, dozens of angels in the square were killed on the spot, and among them, there was actually a golden belt angel.
Facing the angry crowd, the personal force of the God's Envoy is insignificant, and in the sea of people, the God's Envoy cannot use it at all, because no matter where they stand, the people around them are enemies.
The residents of Crescent City fell into a rage, unable to accept that the temple they had believed in all their lives was actually a huge scam.
After the secret of the Nine-Legged Bronze Cauldron was exposed, the huge powder keg of Crescent City was ignited. People's chests were filled with anger, and there was a crazy desire to destroy everything.
The violent energy accumulated over time was completely released at this moment.
Under the instigation of members of the Sickle Alliance, some families that had experienced wizards began to march towards the Xuantian Temple. More and more people gathered, thousands of them, standing on the city wall, like the entire Crescent City.
People rushed towards the Xuantian Temple, and the scene was extremely spectacular.
Aunt Six and Aunt Ninth stood behind Zhao Yuan, watching the dark crowd rushing towards Xuantian Temple, and a chill ran down their spines.
Zhao Yuan did it.
It only took him a few hours to endanger the temple that had ruled this continent for thousands of years.
Aunt Six and Aunt Nine knew that this was just a spark. Soon, the entire Demon Core Continent's movement against the temple would start a prairie fire. In the past, those arrogant divine envoys would become homeless dogs and live in constant panic.
Seeing the angry people coming like a tide, Miao Zong's eyelids kept twitching as he stood by the window.
"Miao Zong, let's leave quickly!" a black-robed envoy urged.
"No! This is my territory, no one can take it away!"
Miao Zong turned around, walked to the closet, and took out a set of neatly arranged clothes. With the help of the divine envoy, Miao Zong wore a golden crown on his head, put on a golden robe, and held a jade-studded tree in his hand.
The golden scepter makes the whole person look graceful, luxurious, and extremely sacred and solemn.
Looking at the solemn movements of the temple master and the golden scepter in his hand that represented power, inexplicably, a group of uneasy envoys had an illusion. They thought that this was just a small wave. In the end, Crescent City
It will still fall into the hands of this person.
Under the calmness of the temple sect, the panicked Xuantian Temple returned to calm.
The black-robed divine envoys lit all the candles. The temple was resplendent, the statues of the gods were solemn, sacred, and solemn, making people feel respected.
When the people of Crescent City arrived at the temple like a tide, the temple sects, surrounded by dozens of divine envoys, strode up to the steps of the temple. The lofty temple sects looked down at the thousands of people below.
Thousands of Crescent City residents.
The moment the costumed temple priest appeared on the steps, the angry crowd suddenly stopped. Above was the temple priest respected by thousands of people, and the scepter in his hand symbolized the temple.
rights and status.
Under the prestige, the people cowered.
A faint smile of pride appeared on the corner of the serious-faced Miao Zong's mouth.
This is his city, these are his subjects, no one can challenge his authority, no one!
Miao Zong's pair of deep eyes glanced at the crowd. Wherever he looked, everyone had the illusion that they were seeing through their internal organs. Miao Zong took a step forward, and his gestures were full of emotions.
The supreme majesty makes people feel inexplicably worshipful.
"Everyone..."
"Kill him!" As soon as Miao Zong opened his mouth, a powerful man in the crowd roared loudly.
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
Immediately, someone responded, first just a few dozen big men, then hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of people roared and shouted at the same time. The shouts were overwhelming, majestic, and exciting.
Someone took the lead and rushed up the magnificent steps of the temple. Immediately, thousands of people rushed up like a tide.
Angry roars soared into the sky.
Facing the angry wave, Miao Zong still stood still, like a rock. At this time, a group of divine envoys standing behind him had quietly retreated. When Miao Zong turned around, he discovered that he was actually alone.
One of them was standing on the steps. The loyal subordinates in the past had long disappeared.
The temple master's unfazed face showed extreme anger.
If he was betrayed by the residents of Crescent City, he could accept it. After all, they were slaves, but he could not accept the betrayal by his subordinates.
The temple sect will never understand that once a religious regime is maintained by deception and brutal suppression, once it collapses, there will be no willing subordinates. After all, in the past years, the envoys themselves would also be driven by their own interests.
The distribution has laid countless hidden dangers. At this time, the building is about to collapse, and naturally they all go their separate ways.
"ah……"
The temple master suddenly let out a long roar, and the glittering golden robes moved automatically without wind, making a hunting sound, and the sky and wind and clouds changed color.
"Anyone who betrays me will die!"
The temple master stood on the steps, holding up the scepter in his hand, with overwhelming murderous aura overflowing from his body. He was like an ancient demon.
"God Warrior!"
Seeing the dark clouds gathering in the sky and the mighty murderous aura, the residents of Crescent City who ran towards the steps were horrified.
God warrior.
The strongest man in the Demon Core Continent!
"Kill the dog thief!"
Someone made a roaring sound, and countless people responded. The continuous shouts of killing made people's blood boil. The fanatical atmosphere made them forget that there was a divine warrior above them. Some residents of Crescent City who had entered a state of madness were not afraid of death.
Chao Miao Zong rushed over, with a fighting style that would rather be broken than ruined.
"kill!"
The golden scepter in the temple master's hand swept away, and a fierce wind swept down the steps like a sharp knife. Wherever it passed, broken limbs flew across the sky, and blood from internal organs spilled into the sky, which was shocking.
Just from one encounter, countless residents died, including countless berserker-level residents.
The strong smell of blood is like a catalyst for a berserk warrior, and the violence in his heart is clearly revealed at this time.
In the Demon Core Continent, the Demon Core is the source of energy, and violent blood flows in every resident of the Demon Core Continent.
Faced with the terrifying killing methods of the Miao Zong, the people of Crescent City did not flinch. Their eyes flashed with the light of crazy killing. People were not afraid of death and rushed towards the Miao Zong one after another.
One by one the residents fell, and one after another they followed, like moths to the flame.
Faced with the charge that was not afraid of death, Miao Zong also became red-eyed. The scepter in his hand exuded a fierce and ferocious aura, and that ferocious aura turned into an indestructible killing aura. This aura, in
Under his urging, he was invincible and invincible. Every attack would kill countless residents.
Miao Zong knew that no matter how powerful he was, he could not kill all the people with one person. However, he knew very well that this was a process of psychological competition. As long as he could contain the first wave of attacks, the residents behind would
It will give rise to fear.
As long as the residents are scared, then his men may come back.
If the temple sect retreats, the violent residents will immediately raze the Xuantian Temple to the ground.
persist in!
Persistence is victory!
Miao Zong is like a ruthless machine that only knows how to kill. Under the steps in front of him, corpses have piled up like a mountain, and the blood dyed the steps dark brown, which is shocking.
The attack was still fierce, but the residents behind clearly showed timidity in their eyes.
The destructive power of the divine warriors is so powerful that ordinary berserkers are simply vulnerable to the divine warriors.
A trace of a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of Miao Zong's mouth. Now, although his physical strength was a little exhausted, he began to gradually regain the initiative. As long as he persisted for a while, he would be able to reverse the situation. When the time comes, he would be the one to go on a killing spree.
At that time, all those who betrayed him will be sent to the guillotine, and he will use bloody killings to tell everyone the fate of those who betrayed him.
"Sixth Aunt, Ninth Aunt, it's up to you." Zhao Yuan stood in the distance and said calmly.
"Don't worry, sir, we will do our best!"
Aunt Six and Aunt Ninth looked at each other, then suddenly jumped up and ran towards the steps of Xuantian Temple.
The moment Six Aunts and Nine Aunts flew away, Zhao Yuan also disappeared into the crowd.
Aunt Six and Aunt Nine are not cultivators. They have no ability to fly. However, they have practiced an extremely powerful secular magic, the Emperor's Magic! Perhaps in order to fight against cultivators, the Emperor's Magic has abilities that ordinary martial arts do not have. As long as they
With an object that borrows force, you can fly short distances.
Along the way, Aunt Six and Aunt Ninth kept running on the heads of the residents.
Soon, the two of them arrived in front of the Xuantian Temple. They did not attack from the front, but ran all the way to the side of the Xuantian Temple, jumped onto the building, and rushed towards the temple sect from a high position.
The emperor's magical power is famous for its fierceness.