Chapter 1147 Suddenly Suddenly West Lingxi (Part 1)
In the early morning, Chaoyang has not risen from the East China Sea. The sky is not even bright. The darkness is like a rainy day, making the peak look a little lonely.
There are three Yaiping in Shanfeng, four temples, thousands of priests, and tens of thousands of deacon cavalry. This is the temple of countless years in Daomen ruled the world, and it is also a holy place in the hearts of all Haotian believers.
At this time, there were tens of thousands of people in Yaping. They were wearing red clothes and clothes, deacons in black, cavalry wearing black gold armor, and there were no sounds.
Even the sound of breathing can't be heard. The crowd of dark pressure is like a silent ocean. It may be angry in the depths of the sea water, but there is no slightest in the sea. The foam is blown through the morning wind into the vulgar virtual nothingness.
There are old and devout red priests, with perseverance and indifferent cavalry leaders. No matter who is, how many years have lived in this temple, they are very silent. The emotions on their faces are very complicated, people are angry, people are angry
It's sad, sorrowful, almost desperate, so there will be dead silence.
Daomen is the most powerful religion since the awakening of human beings. The temple is the most solemn and sacred place of human beings.
Is it unimaginable, will all this be destroyed?
People on the Yaiping look at the fields and hills under the mountains and hills at the foot of the mountain. There is also a silent black ocean in the morning light, but the ocean is different from the black ocean between the mountains.
Feeling the power of faint savings, that horrible power.
That black ocean is the sorer's ride of the Tang Dynasty. It is the invincible existence of the world. Tens of thousands of mysterious armored ride surrounds Tao Mountain. Except for the real big practitioners, no one can escape.
Someone watched the end of Yaping Mountain Road, where there was a magical magic, and there was a woman wearing a blood -colored robe and a god -crowned woman in the veil.
God's seat is definitely the most reliable psychological reliance on the deacon of the deacon of tens of thousands of the gods of the Xiling Temple. People believe that as long as she is there, no one can disrespect to the Xiling Temple.
Someone looked at the people who were picked north of the entrance of the mountain road and were holding a spatula. Some people looked at the old ox, and some people looked at the goose. They knew that it was the legendary college disciple, but more people only only
Staring at a person, that person is obviously not a great official of Xiling, but wearing a magic robe, wearing a crown, and a slightly fat body, as if there is the most solemn atmosphere in the world. People know that he is Chenpi Pi.
The most genius of the generation, the son -in -law's biological son, however, now he is the leader of the Protestant.
Ye Hongyu and Chen Pippi are the biggest traitors in the history of Daomen in a sense, as well as Cheng Lixue, the old man with Tianda Temple returning to Taoshan.
Not them, how could the clear light in front of Momoyama suddenly fail in the darkness before dawn?
People look at them, and their emotions are naturally complicated.
However, most of the eyes on Yaping did not fall on them, but stood at the end of the mountain road in front of the Hao Tian Temple, and stood at the end of the mountain road. In the morning wind, the petite figure was like a fairy.
She used to be called Lin Wu, and now it is called Yu curtain. She also has a name that runs through: Twenty -three years. She is the contemporary prince of the Magic sect.
Insult.
Dao Mo Shi has not been established. Since the thousand years, as the Lord of the Magic Sect, she has walked to the Temple of Xiling. She is the first person.
Looking at the girl -like figure, the people in the Temple of the Xiling Temple were extremely complicated, very cold, but Yu Cui's herself had no emotions. She didn't even look at the temple, but looked at somewhere in the north.
Isn't this kind of humiliation?
It's just ... Datang Tieqi cleaned the Xiling God Kingdom, but the door retained a lot of strength. At this time, there were thousands of deacons on the Yaiping. At this time, there were thousands of deacons.
, Illuminated the clothes on people, formed a red and black ocean, coupled with tens of thousands of cavalry, only with the college, plus the red fish, Cheng Lixue and others, how can they easily break?
What's more, in the Temple of Haotian, there is Zhao Nanhai, who knows the peak of life, and the middle -aged Taoist who has always been unclear, and the loud man in the handsome master Xiong Chumo!
Nympho
Nympho
The first rising sun was covered by the clouds at the sea, leaking only a little light, and the cold wind between the Taoshan peak became more darker. The solemn white temple suddenly became cold.
A huge god of gods slowly walked out of the temple, and the middle -aged Taoist and Zhao Nanhai walked silently to the front. However, even if there was a glorious light in the mantle, the darkness between the peaks could not be brightened.
Yu curtain turned around, and looked at the giant.
On the Yaping, countless eyes also looked at the giant giant. Regardless of the palmism, or Zhao Nanhai and middle -aged Taoist, they had enough strength to fight with the academy.
The middle -aged Taoist walked slowly towards the curtain, and countless eyes moved with him. The mood of the deacon of the priest became nervous, but he felt that the blood gradually became hot, and he knew that the war would begin soon.
Yu curtain looked at him with both hands, and he was still expressionless.
The middle -aged Taoist walked through the ocean formed by the deacon of tens of thousands of priests, and stopped ten feet in front of Yu curtain. He organized the robe and emotions, and then said a word.
"We are willing to drop."
Nympho
Nympho
Momoyama was silent and dead.
The people in the Xiling Temple were shocking, and those who followed Ye Hongyu and Cheng Lixue were also shocked and couldn't speak. Until a moment, there was a swear words with a cry on the Yaping!
"Xiong Chu Mo, I fuck your mother!"
People on Yaping are very clear that middle -aged Taoists are definitely not their own things. His decisions must be adults and Zhao Nanhai, as well as the consent of those big temples!
The war between Daomen and the Academy continued from thousands of years ago to this day. How many tragic battlefields have died in this day?
Li, the leaders of Daomen ... but have to surrender?!
The crowd became angry, and the sound of scolding was endless. In addition to sadness and anger, where did they care about the status of middle -aged Taoists and even the status of teaching. Some devout old priests, old tears, and countless shoes and stones flew from the crowd from the crowd.
Come out and smash the middle -aged Taoist like a rain.
The middle -aged Taoist seemed to feel nothing, but just looked at the curtain quietly. On behalf of the Xiling Temple, he made the most difficult decision. He believed that the academy would make a suitable response.
Yu curtain did not expect to hear such a sentence.
She didn't think about it, and said directly: "Don't drop."