Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

The sacred flame was burning, rising from the ground, accompanied by Yeluguang. Yeluguang is the guardian of the holy light, the darling of heaven and earth.

"Grand Marshal!"

The densely packed soldiers looked at Ye Luguang in awe.

Many powerful men surrendered in front of Ye Luguang, and the direction of the temple was also disturbed by this amazing aura.

"Holy Lord, something has happened, right?"

Ye Luguang had stepped onto the cliff, and the holy cremation turned into a cloak, covering the fields.

Hundred dragons were roaring, and there was no sound in the temple.

"what?"

Yeluguang's words made Yelu Tianyuan go crazy, and something happened to the Holy Lord. He originally expected the Holy Lord to be able to help the royal family.

"Holy Lord, what happened?"

Everyone was looking at the temple, and at this time, the elders of the temple, their expressions gloomy.

"Yelüguang, this is the temple!"

An elder finally came out, who was also a sage, with a green glow on his body, and the longevity willow branches hanging down behind him, and the Milky Way entangled above him, turning into the lord of the star field.

"Elder Chang, I know this is the temple!"

The sacred fire is just a common fire, but Yeluguang controls the holy fire pillar. After the sacred fire, the Milky Way withered forever, the stars were falling and dying, the elder bowed his head in pain.

"Elder Chang!"

Many elders in the temple were shocked, how could Yeluguang be so strong.

"The Holy Lord has something to do, if it doesn't appear, then let me come!"

Ye Luguang smiled faintly, and at the same time looked deep, into the hall of the ascetic monk.

"What do you mean?"

Lan Wushuang and others came again. At this time, Pi Yuan and Guiyu Heavenly King were all standing beside Man Qi, and behind Lan Wushuang, Zhuren, Ren He and other Heavenly Kings followed.

The disciples of the heavenly king who guarded the temple were also split.

"Barbarian Grand Marshal, Ye Luguang, please see the Lord!"

Ye Luguang didn't even look at the crowd. The holy fire turned into wings and headed towards the Temple of Asceticism. At this time in the temple, some ascetic monks also felt the noise outside and opened their eyes.

These ascetic monks shake dust out of their bodies, just like natives. The open eyes and the power of devotion radiate make the space distorted.

In the depths of the main hall, people who looked like stone statues appeared chapped, and then the soil burst apart, and the ascetic monks who had never moved were summoned.

"how do you know?"

Elder Chang and others became angry, and Ye Luguang actually knew that in addition to the elders and guard elders in the temple, there were also venerables. The leader of these ascetics is the Venerable.

Venerable Wuji, this is also a check on the Holy Lord and the guard elder.

In the long years of the temple, there are too many hidden powerhouses. This generation of inheritance has long established the separation of powers. The Lord represents the temple, and the guardian elder represents the Hall of Valor, which is the spirit of the temple.

As for the monk, that is the law of the temple.

"The sacred fire is extinguished, and you dare not call the Lord. Is the temple in this world still called the temple?"

Ye Luguang was extremely disdainful, and once again moved towards the penance hall. At this time, the ascetic monks walked out one by one with their heads down. These people were extremely thin, but the breath on their bodies caused everyone to avoid them.

They are not immortal warriors, but they are truly pious, physically sanctified.

The ordinary physical body has actually been refined into the Eucharist in the years of tens of thousands of years.

"boom!"

In the depths of the Ascetics Hall, eighteen elders were called out. These elders are all white hair and white beards, and the robes on their bodies are shattered, but the magic changes immediately turn into the robes of the elders. There are patches on the robes.

"The holy fire is extinguished?"

An elder looked up in shock and looked at Ye Luguang. It was a glance. The elder seemed to see the future.

"Lord of the World?"

This Venerable saw Yeluguang’s future, that was the master of the barbarian clan, but now, Yeluguang’s luck has not merged with the barbarian’s luck, but with the holy fire.

"Son of Destiny?"

"Venerables, the barbarians are in trouble, the Holy Lord will not come out, please abide by the law!"

"Great Lord!"

Just as Ye Luguang finished speaking, the elders in front evaded one after another, and an even older one walked out of it, as if they were all staggering, but their eyes flashed with astonishing light.

The old man is surrounded by dreams, and even the old man’s shriveled skin is also dreamy, in the midst of death and vitality, it has been reincarnating all the time.

"Great Lord, auspicious!"

Many elders bowed down. This is the existence of the previous generation, and the Great Venerable Jixiang is really still alive. The auspicious appearance of the Great Venerable also moved Ye Luguang.

"let me see!"

Jixiang beckoned to Hei Jue, Hei Jue was taken aback, and then he saw Hei Jue's eyes turn gray, and then a light and shadow shot out from the circling pupils.

"The wild tribe, slaughtered by the sha!"

"From the Hall of Valor!"

Jixiang's eyes brightened more and more, and at the same time he raised his hand and grabbed it towards the void. In the process of grabbing, it seemed as if light and shadow fell from the air.

These lights and shadows are not black Jue, but a long river splitting. In these long rivers of divisions, once again phantom influences.

"Great prophecy, the Great Lord issues prophecy!"

In the light and shadow, the temple is sinking, the holy lord of the temple is wailing, the hall of heroic spirits is shrouded in black air, and the heroic spirits turn into killing spirits, destroying the world.

"See? This is the future of the temple, and the temple will destroy the barbarians!"

"The holy flame goes out, just to warn the barbarians!"

Everyone was shocked. Guarding the temple of the barbarians would destroy the barbarians in the future.

"To shut up!"

Jixiang looked at everyone with a gloomy and terrifying expression. They are temple penance, their piety, they believe that the barbaric **** will always bless the barren land.

"You have the image of the emperor!"

"Young man, follow me!"

Jixiang carries his hands behind his back, they are the temple decrees. Jixiang sees the future of Yeluguang, Yeluguang has the posture of the great emperor, and the future is the leader of the barbarian tribe.

"Yes!"

Ye Luguang laughed, and the Holy Fire retreated from his body. At this time, Ye Luguang followed Jixiang and headed towards the Hall of Heroes.

"What to do? Master sister?"

"How did he become the Son of Destiny?"

"Just now the venerable said that he has the image of the emperor. Is it possible that the barbarians will be split this time?"

"If he is the Son of Destiny, what is my man?"

"I do not believe!"

"what about you?"

Lan Wushuang stared at everyone, Zi Yan shook her head quickly, she didn't believe it either.

But Ren He and Chendong became worried. The twelve heavenly kings and five heavenly kings did not appear. Among the remaining seven heavenly kings, Manhu Shou Tianwang, Pi Yuan and Guiyu heavenly kings all surrendered to Yeluguang.

Ye Luguang used to be the king of Taifeng, but he abandoned it.

"You don't believe in the Holy Lord?"

"Something happened to the Holy Lord? I am now in a coma, are you like this?"

"If the Holy Lord has a problem, can the previous generation of heavenly kings still stay in the temple?"

Lan Wushuang looked at the two angrily. The space where the Holy Lord was, was guarded by the previous generation of heavenly kings.

"Yes!"

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