DreamersGN Chapter 650 The Temple, the Son of God is here!
Chapter 650 The Temple, the Son of God is here!
But it is also enough to kill the monks in the Pseudo Saint realm.
Between the terrifying tribulation thunder and heaven and earth, the void was torn apart by a long and narrow opening.
The earth, water, wind and fire emerged from it, filling the space between the heaven and the earth.
In just a blink of an eye, a cultivator was annihilated in the thunder sea of fireworks created by the tribulation thunder.
It is directly turned into powder and dissipated in this world, even if the soul does not exist, it is annihilated.
"puff!"
"Damn, what kind of pattern is this, how can it be so terrifying!
"Should I continue to wait for this situation?!"
"Master!"
Many of the elders of the Pseudo Saint realm in Shenmeng Mausoleum did their best to resist the might of the gods and thunder.
It is unbearable to have the power, the yin and yang are reversed, and the mana leaks out uncontrollably.
There are also signs of cracks in the body, and bloodstains appear on the skin.
Those who are in the sky, and those who are struck by the silver and white thunder, are all turned into flying ashes.
All Pseudo Saints have a cracked body, and they may fall here at any time.
Rao is Qiu Xingwen, who has already proven the Dao Saint, and he does not dare to relax at this moment.
Frowning tightly, the situation has never been reversed so quickly.
even…
Before they could break through Jiang's clan protection formation, they had already lost most of their disciples.
It can be described as a heavy loss, which greatly damaged the vitality of his sect.
Raising his eyes and sweeping across the battlefield, Qiu Xingwen was horrified, and his thoughts raced rapidly.
But I can't think of any solution, and I can't easily break the opening heavens.
Even getting close to where the formation flag is located is a difficult task.
"Amitabha, you should leave now!"
Infinite light shrouded the body of the wise man, like a lotus flower.
Rotating slowly, it exudes a very mysterious aura.
Let the thousands of silver and white gods and thunders fall down, it is impossible to contaminate his body.
Almost all of them are blocked outside the lotus, and they cannot easily break the lotus.
This scene.
Naturally, Lin Fan was watching, and a strange color flashed in his pupils.
I couldn't help feeling a little surprised in my heart, and stared at the rosary floating above Taoist Zhiming's head.
"It's interesting, this primordial world actually still has the pure tradition of Buddhism..."
"It is true that I don't know the inheritance of the wise and wise Taoist, and who left it.
Lin Fan, who was a disciple of the School of Interception in his 'previous life', naturally knew what kind of power the Tianjue Formation had.
Even Saint, who has sanctified fruit, is also susceptible to cholera.
after all…
Those who cast this array have an unparalleled understanding of Grand Dao.
Jiang Zhong is the inheritor of Immortal Wu Yun, and Dao Method has reached the peak of cultivation.
Because of the formation he casts, the power he possesses naturally increases.
"Um…"
"Yes, that rosary is indeed a good treasure."
It seems that he heard Lin Fan's murmur, and the old Taoist also nodded.
A strange look flashed through the dark pupils, and the corners of his lips rose.
I don't know what was going on in his mind.
"The overall situation has been set, and the crisis of my Jiang family can be resolved.
"As for Shenmeng Mausoleum..."
(bfff)
Seeing with his own eyes that many monks in the Shenmeng Mausoleum were killed in the Heavenly Judgment Array, Jiang Wu was very excited.
The emotions in the hearts of many elders, disciples and disciples of the Jiang family are also the same.
"He Qiu Xingwen can do things like this, I'll wait for nature..."
Before the seventh elder could finish speaking, his gaze shifted to the dome.
There is a bright golden light blooming in the sky, and strange beasts come galloping, carrying auspiciousness in the sky.
Three saints were walking in front of the chariot, followed by nearly ten monks from the Pseudo Saint.
They are all covered with masks, and their faces cannot be seen.
"Temple, the Son of God is here!"
The majestic voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, carrying terrifying power.
There is supreme holy power emanating from the three people, permeating this space.
Jiang Wu, Jiang Huazang and Lin Fan all frowned.
At the same time, a strange color flashed in the eyes of the old Taoist priest, and his figure was stunned.
But in a moment, it returned to normal, and it was never noticed by people.
"Sure enough, according to the rumors, Shenmeng Mausoleum secretly has contacts with the Eastern Desolate Temple.
Jiang Wu's face was gloomy, his lips opened and closed, and he spoke softly.
It was a little bit of surprise, I never thought that the people of the temple would intervene in this matter.
Out of the sky.
The terrifying aura is stirring, although the people of the temple are here, but...
He didn't choose to step into the Heaven's Absolute Formation, obviously he was aware of the great terror in the formation.
Don't dare to get involved lightly, in order to set fire to the upper body.
"God is here!"
"The people of the temple take action, and we will surely save our lives today."
The monks in Shenmengling who were in the formation were all excited and delighted.
"Shenmeng Mausoleum... Qiu Xingwen is my subordinate.
"I also ask senior Jiang to look at the junior's face and let him live."
"As for what happened before..."
"I think it might just be a misunderstanding.
There was a voice coming out of the carriage, the tone was flat, and no emotion was felt.
Of course, everyone in Lin Fan and the Jiang family knew about it.
If it wasn't for Jiang Zhong who sacrificed the flag of the Heaven's Jue Array, he set up such a terrifying killing formation.
Now, the arrival of the Son of God in the Temple is not to save the life of the Hall Master of Shenmeng Mausoleum.