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Chapter 1532 Death Temple

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    Boundary battlefield.

    The boundary passage guarded by Qinglong Fortress.

    The terrifying boundary passage has already been closed by Xiao Yi with formations, and under normal circumstances, it is difficult for a master of the Saint King Realm to break through it.

    But this time

    Terrible energy fluctuations erupted in the boundary channel.

    The space energy escapes.

    It seems that there is an extremely terrifying existence, which is bombarding the seal.

    The seal has already begun to loosen.

    May collapse at any time.

    A master of the mysterious realm is guarding here. They are resolute and trying their best to block the passage of the realm.  I just want to be able to re-seal the boundary channel.

    But¡­¡­

    In order to reshape Qingtian Continent, Xiao Yi has already transferred most of the masters away.

    Here is the emptiest time.

    Where can stop the opponent's indiscriminate bombing?

    Boom!

    After a terrifying loud noise.

    The seal that blocked the passage of the realm exploded, and only the loud crackling sound echoed, but the void was bursting open.

    A series of huge space cracks spread all over the surroundings.

    ? Spreading in all directions.

    It is mighty and mighty, covering hundreds of millions of miles.

    The huge Qinglong Fortress was smashed to pieces by the sudden impact of huge monsters, causing all the strong people in the Qinglong Fortress to be seriously injured.

    One by one, they receded far away.

    But it's not running away.

    Instead, he was vigilantly watching the suddenly appearing behemoth in the distance.

    This is an ancient hall.

    What it appeared was only the tip of the iceberg, but it already covered tens of thousands of square kilometers. If the entire behemoth appeared in front of everyone.

    I'm afraid it can reach hundreds of thousands of square kilometers.

    Boom!

    Boom!

    Boom!

    Bursts of terrifying roars of war drums echoed between the heaven and the earth.

    This colossal monster finally fully appeared in front of everyone, lying in the void of the boundless battlefield, but it also looked extraordinarily terrifying.

    The overall appearance is pitch black, the shape is simple, and the cover is angular.

    Like a black ancient temple.

    There is only one entrance to the entire hall.

    This entrance is like a whirlpool, and on both sides of the whirlpool, there are two tall statues of gods.  These two statues are respectively a bull-headed god and a horse-headed human body.

    The two god statues stood quietly. Although they were just statues, they gave people a feeling as if they were facing two terrifying ancient gods.

    "This, is this the Temple of Death?"

    "The Temple of the God of Death also known as the Hall of the King of Hell, it is said that it was the main hall of the Nine Halls of Longevity that was in charge of war and punishment"

    "Quickly contact Qingtian Continent, the Temple of Death will reappear in the world"

    "Can't get in touch!"

    The complexions of all the masters in the mysterious field changed.

    This is one of the Nine Halls of Longevity.

    In particular, it is the Temple of the God of Death known as the Temple of Yama!

    I don't know how many strong people died at the hands of the masters of the Temple of Death.

    "I, shall we escape?"

    "Escape? How to escape?"

    "Back then, our eight ancient clans fled to Xuanyu to survive. Do we still have to escape now? Where can we escape? Let's fight them!"

    "But only us"

    At this moment.

    "The guards of Xuanwu Fortress came to help!"

    "Brothers in Xuanyu, don't worry, our people from Suzaku Fortress are here"

    "Our White Tiger Fortress is also here"

    For a while.

    In the entire battlefield of the realm, there were waves of shouts that spread throughout the void.

    I saw densely packed strong men coming from all directions.

    It was the sense that the Qinglong Fortress was destroyed.

    They came here specially from the three strongholds of Baihu, Suzaku and Xuanwu.

    These are veterans who have guarded the border battlefield for many years, or they are the strong men who were forced to leave the Qingtian Continent by the Master Tongtian Pavilion of the Qingtian League, and followed Fang Qingzhu and others to retreat to the border battlefield.

    At this moment.

    Facing the sudden Death Temple, they shot without any hesitation.

    theThe masters of Xuanyu stared blankly at the densely packed powerhouses, they could only feel the blood in their bodies boiling: "He, they know that the death temple is coming, and they still want to fight?"

    "Is this the descendant of the people who stayed in Qingtian Continent back then? Compared with them, our eight ancient tribes in Xuanyu can only be deserters!"

    "Our ancestors became deserters, we must not escape!"

    "In order to protect the Qingtian Realm!"

    "In order to protect our home"

    "kill!"

    At this moment, the powerhouses of the four fortresses condensed into one strand.

    Their spirits are completely one!

    Defend the country!

    Guard the land and protect the border!

    The masters of the four fortresses surrounded the Temple of Death.

    Even though this Temple of the God of Death is the legendary Temple of Yama, where countless masters fell, they still showed no signs of fear, and they still didn't take half a step back.

    For them

    This is their last front to defend their homeland!

    "Hahaha, I didn't expect that we would be able to get it back after so many years!"

    "The bastards of the blue sky world, wait to meet the fear of death!"

    Suddenly there was a burst of hustle and bustle in the Temple of Death.

    The dust-covered door suddenly opened with a bang.

    I saw figures flying out of the death temple in dense numbers, each wrapped under a black cloak, holding a bloody sickle.

    This is the strong Death Warrior of Death Temple.

    According to legend.

    The Temple of Death will collect every dead strong soul, and then use mysterious means to turn them into Death Warriors.  A death warrior who is not afraid of death, obeys orders, and never betrays.

    more importantly¡­¡­

    Compared with the Temple of the Dead and the Temple of the Sun and Moon, the more powerful people the Temple of Death hunts, the more Death Warriors they have.

    It can be said¡­¡­

    If you want to use crowd tactics to deal with the Temple of Death, there is almost no chance of winning.

    Bang!

    There was a muffled sound.

    I saw that the bull-headed horse-faced statue guarding the gate of the Death Temple opened its eyes at the same time. The scarlet eyes were cold and murderous, and their indifferent eyes swept over everyone.

    The combat power of their two statues has already reached the realm of saints.

    Under the joint efforts of the two.

    Even a king-level powerhouse may not be able to contend with the two statues.

    And the strongest among the four fortresses has just stepped into the realm of saints.

    How to resist them?

    "The four of us working together should be able to block those two statues!" Xue Bufan, who had already stepped into the realm of the saint, said solemnly.

    He was left behind in Xuanwu Fortress.

    Nan Tianwen, who is also in the Holy Venerable Realm, nodded, his gaze was firm: "Xiao Yi is doing his best to protect our homeland and rebuild the Qingtian Continent for us. We must not let this affect them!"

    "Let's fight!"

    "The big deal is death"

    All the masters looked at each other.

    They are not sad.

    did not escape.

    There is no fear of fighting

    Fiery fighting spirit,

    Strong will.

    Converged on them into raging flames of war and unyielding fighting spirit.

    Headed by Nan Tianwen, a group of masters waved their battle swords and slashed at the densely packed fierce gods and evil spirits in front of them: "Fix my battle sword and kill to the nine heavens. Burn my blood and go forward" (Remember this site website: www.hlnovel.com  com
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