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    Whether it is the Dragon Prince, Medusa, the Lion King, or the Ming King, they can only be regarded as obstacles on the road for Yunyang.  Yunyang has only one ultimate goal for this trip, and that is to be the head teacher.  Only by killing the leader can we stop the terrifying meteorite from impacting the ancestral star and save Shenghua City.  Because of the forcible activation of the Xuanyuan Sword before, Yunyang has been extremely seriously injured at this moment, but now Yunyang can no longer care about these things.  After repelling the sniper attacks by Prince Long and his party, the road ahead was smooth.  Under Yunyang's rapid flight, Yunyang arrived above Shenghui City in less than twenty minutes.  The entire Shenghui City is as usual, the only difference is that it is much more dilapidated than before.  Even the Zhongtian Temple in the center of the city seems to have lost its sacred and inviolable aura.  After all, it was not that long ago that the three major forces besieged Shenghui City. Shenghui City was still far from recovering from the war.  Yunyang had no time to sigh and did not hide his figure.  Many people gathered before the Zhongtian Temple, many of them including devout believers, Templars who maintained order, and many clergymen walking through here.  With Yunyang's perception ability at this moment, Yunyang also noticed at least twenty very powerful and distant auras emanating from various places in Zhongtian Temple.  Obviously, these auras are emitted by masters who have reached the holy realm.  After all, the Wanhua Divine Sect is a powerful force that can compete with Shenghua City in its heyday for more than a hundred years. Even if it is declining now, it cannot be underestimated.  But all this is of no use.  Because they met Yunyang.  Under the horrified gazes of thousands of believers, Yunyang crashed down from the sky like a meteor falling to the ground, landing heavily in front of the deep entrance of the Zhongtian Temple.  "Kill everyone in the Zhongtian Temple." Yunyang coldly issued this cruel order.  After receiving this order, more than 300 Guards Corps soldiers rushed out of the Fupotu and rushed into the crowd without any hesitation.  These people in front of you.  Either they were die-hard believers or clergy. These people were originally within the scope of Yunyang's cleanup.  Regarding the massacre at this moment, Yunyang did not feel any psychological burden at all.  Noises, cries, and prayers resounded throughout the sky at this moment.  But this is of no use.  Even the masters of the Transcendent Realm hiding in the corner cannot escape the fate of being slaughtered.  Yunyang glanced at the chaos in front of him indifferently.  The figure suddenly shook, and a little blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.  Yunyang's body is a purely spiritual body, and there is no blood circulation in it.  If it bleeds, it only means that the injury has reached an extremely serious level.  But Yunyang¡¯s expression still didn¡¯t change at all.  Yunyang knew that this was an injury left over from his previous battle with Prince Long and his group. Although the injury was serious, Yunyang didn't pay attention to it now.  Yunyang indifferently wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned around, and walked towards the magnificent Zhongtian Temple ahead.  It is already sunset time.  Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the tall Zhongtian Temple was covered with a layer of golden color, looking even more sacred.  But at this moment, under this sacred aura, people can feel a desolate and dilapidated atmosphere for no reason, just like the sunset that is about to set.  The door of Zhongtian Temple was closed tightly, and it was pitch dark inside.  Even with Yunyang's eyesight, Yunyang could not see anything inside the Zhongtian Temple.  Set against the backdrop of the majestic architecture of the Jomtien Temple.  Yunyang's figure is like a small ant, and the tall Zhongtian Temple is like a monster crouching there.  This monster is looking at the little ant in front of it with cold eyes, which is constantly approaching it.  Then the little ant raised the bright yellow sword in his hand.  A heavy blow towards the front.  There was a loud bang, and between Yunyang's attack, the Zhongtian Temple made a sound like a gunpowder keg being detonated.  Under the incomparable power of Xuanyuan Sword, the door of Zhongtian Temple was opened with a bang.  At this moment, the work of clearing the peripheral personnel of Zhongtian Temple has been completed.  Yunyang knew that this was within the scope of the Zhongtian Temple.  Apart from himself and the soldiers of the Guards, there was only one person left alive, and that was the headmaster.  Qin Wu and Song He led more than 300 Guards Corps soldiers to follow Yunyang, intending to enter the Zhongtian Temple together, but Yunyang waved his hand.  Stopped the two men's movements.  "The Zhongtian Temple is not just an ordinary hall it is the most mysterious and most powerful of the seven artifacts of the Wanhua Divine Sect." Yunyang said slowly.  "What?" Qin Wu said in surprise: "So this hall is the last of the seven artifacts? No wonder no matter how we probed before, we could only determine six?Artifact, but never know what the last artifact is.  " Yunyang nodded indifferently: "Among the seven artifacts of the Wanhua Divine Sect, the Tears of the Gods, the Holy Armor of Blessing, and the Holy Sword of Glory were shattered by Senior Brother Zhao Ke, the Sunset Divine Bow was in our Shenghua City, and the Hell Scepter  It was also shattered by Senior Brother Zhao Ke, and now only two of the seven artifacts are left, the Plate of Faith and the Zhongtian Temple.  These two artifacts are in the hands of the leader He is hiding deep in the Zhongtian Temple, waiting for my arrival.  " "Then what are you waiting for?  Let's rush in and kill this old man!  Avenge me in the bloody sea of ??Shenghua City!  "Song He roared. "After all, the headmaster is a master in the holy realm. Even if he is about to fall at this moment, we cannot underestimate him.  Yunyang still looked indifferent: "There are many dangers in the Zhongtian Temple, and you can't enter."  I want you to form a star formation on the Zhongtian Temple, use the power of the formation to contain the power of the Zhongtian Temple, and share the pressure for me.  " "This" Qin Wu and Song He both hesitated. "Mr. Wu, you go in alone. What if there is danger?  Why don't you let the soldiers form a formation, and Songhe and I will go in with you.  We all have extraordinary seventh-level cultivation, and we can help you in times of crisis.  "Qin Wu said. "At this moment, our life and death, our honor and disgrace are not important. As long as we can prevent the master from destroying the world, our lives don't matter.  Don't disobey orders and execute them quickly.  "Yun Yang turned his head and cast his cold eyes on Qin Wu and Song He. The two looked stern, immediately lowered their heads and said loudly: "I will obey Mr. Fifth's order!  " Qin Wu and Song He did not hesitate anymore and immediately led the remaining 354 Guards Corps soldiers to the top of the Zhongtian Temple. More than 300 soldiers formed a formation, and the huge power of the stars and  The sun's spiritual energy formed a force and crashed down towards the Zhongtian Temple. Under this power, the magnificent Zhongtian Temple shook. Yunyang calmed down the slightly unstable energy fluctuations in his body.  Stepping into the Zhongtian Temple, the scene in front of Yunyang immediately changed. The originally dark and bottomless hall turned into dark red flames burning everywhere, and everything was miserable.  Howling, the hell was filled with the smell of sulfur and gunpowder. A tall demon appeared in front of Yunyang with a thick iron rod in his hand. Compared with this demon, Yunyang was like an ant.  Insignificant. The demon god lowered his head and looked at Yunyang, and a voice as loud as thunder rolled down: "Sinner, you have committed countless sins in the world, now follow me to hell to be judged.  "    "snort.  "Yun Yang just snorted softly, raised the Xuanyuan Sword, and lightly swiped at the tall demon in front of him. Immediately, the tall demon howled miserably, and the tall figure instantly shattered into pieces. But that was not the case yet.  End. The sword of Xuanyuan Sword not only killed the tall demon, it seemed that the hell space was shattered by the sword light, no matter where the sword light was, it was burning with dark red flames.  The hot lava flowing freely on the ground, or the shrill howls, all disappeared. The scenery in front of Yunyang changed again. This time, it turned out to be sunny, peaceful and peaceful. Yunyang saw an emerald green hill standing tall.  In front of me, there was the faint sound of spring water and the singing of birds. There were several low thatched huts at the foot of the hill. With a creak, the door of a thatched hut opened, and a man wearing plain clothes appeared.  A beautiful woman with a friendly smile and no apparent age came out. When the woman saw Yunyang standing there, she immediately narrowed her eyes with a smile: "Xiao Yun is back?  Wait a minute, senior sister will cook for you right now.  " Another tall man, wearing a blue gown, with a serious face and exuding a square aura, came out. When he saw Yunyang, he scolded: "Have you finished your homework for today?  If you dare to be lazy again, I will hang you up and beat you.  " There was also a drunken middle-aged man. When he saw Yunyang, he smiled and said: "Xiaoyun, come and drink with senior brother.  " Although he knew that this was an illusion created by Zhongtian Temple, Yunyang still couldn't help but feel sour in his heart. Those days were the happiest days after Yunyang came to this world. He was powerful, majestic, omnipotent, and extremely strict.  His senior brother, his second senior brother who is always drunk but is willing to risk his own life to capture monsters for his unreasonable request, his third senior sister who dotes on him in every possible way and his dull and inarticulate voice, but has never criticized himself for a single word.  Fourth senior brother the past events came to Yunyang's mind one by one. "Senior brother senior sister Xiaoyun is here to see you.  I hope nothing happens to you in the black hole of the area, and I hope you can wait until I come to rescue you" Yunyang turned his head and closed his eyes, unable to bear to look at the scene in front of him, but he still raised the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.  , facing the illusion in front of me again??One stroke.  (To be continued)i1292?
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