Refining Heaven and Earth

The gods are so high that it is rare to see them on weekdays. At this moment, how powerful is the twenty-one gods sitting in the temple?

Today, the temple of war has finally become a climate, and the majesty is flooded. No matter who wants to move, you must weigh it clearly. It is no longer the temple of war that is slaughtered by anyone.

Eyes glanced at everyone, Fang Bai said in a deep voice: "The Temple of War can have today, and we can help each other together and work together. If you want to worship, I should worship you!"

"Aoki tripod and dry gold tripod have brought too many crises to the temple of war, step by step, and it is difficult to have today."

"From now on, the War God Temple is based on floods and Lanzhou, and no one can bully!"

Speaking of which, Fang Bai paused and said slowly: "Except for a few people here, most of them are from the small world. They are in the famine and are very crowded out. Presumably everyone feels the same!"

"Thunder King was once a banner of the small world, standing in Zhongzhou! Today, the Thunder King is no longer there. The War God Temple will carry this banner. I hope you will work together and never allow anyone to underestimate our small world!"

The sound echoed in the temple for a long time!

The fall of Thunder God Sect is undoubtedly a heavy blow to the small world, thinking that when the small world can no longer stand in the floodland, the Temple of War appears.

After several battles, stand in Lanzhou, majestic floods!

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Looking back on the past, everyone still can't believe that there will be today.

Fang Bai sat down, and everyone sat down.

Jian Jing thoughtfully, turned his head and looked, "What's going on with Thunder King?"

Fang Bai frowned lightly, and he could see that Jian Jingtian had a deep feeling for Thunder God Sect, not inferior to Qingfeng Pavilion.

As for Fang Bai, there was no relationship with Thunder God Zong, but Mo Quli shot several times, and this sentiment had to be returned.

Why did Mo Quli come down after several wars?

It is nothing more than feeling alone and unable to fight against the major gates in Zhongzhou, seeing the power of the Temple of War, hoping to work together for mutual benefit.

"I can do it, do my best!" Fang Bai said in a deep voice.

"it is good!"

Jian Jingtian nodded, and he was relieved with this sentence. Regardless, Thunder God Zong must stand on the ground in Zhongzhou again.

Speaking on a serious topic, when everyone talked about the past and talked about it, thinking about how hard it was in the past, but now they are all gods.

When Fang Bai and Zhu Yi were embarrassed, they suddenly thought of a person and said with a smile, "Wish you brother, please see an old person, and you will be satisfied."

"Oh?"

Zhu Yan smiled and said, "I don't know what Brother Fang said?"

Fang Bai smiled, "Come on!"

Divine thoughts swept away, and suddenly there was one more person in the temple, which was Zhao Xinghe.

At first glance, Zhao Xinghe looked at Fang Bai with a cold eye, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a bit wrong. He glanced across the hall, and the cold sweat fell down instantly.

God!

"How come there are so many gods?"

Zhao Xinghe looked pale, and many of the acquaintances who had met here were people who came from the wild, and even more terribly, Zhu Xun was also present, and was already a god!

"Old people meet, don't you want to say something?" Fang Bai asked with a smile.

Zhao Xinghe's body was trembling. He was not afraid of death, but the mighty strength of the War God Temple. How could there be so many gods?

"Look up!"

Zhu Yan said coldly, the cold eyes swept away like sharp swords, and the mighty crushed away, Zhao Xinghe involuntarily stepped backwards a few steps, shaking, almost fell to the ground.

"Kill if you kill, why not talk!"

Zhao Xinghe said in a cold voice, his voice was a little trembling, but it was already amazing to be able to do so. Knowing that you must die, you are no longer so afraid.

Looking up at Zhu Xun, Zhao Xinghe seemed to understand something, a hint of teasing floated around his mouth, "It's just a good master. What is there to show off? Without your master, I don't know where to hide now."

Huh!

Fang Bai couldn't help laughing, "Not everyone is the same as Feng Lixi and treats people as slaves! Not everyone is like you, willing to be the slaves of others!"

"We are friends, friends who live and die together, maybe you will never understand, because in your world, there are no friends!"

Zhu Yi smiled slightly, looking down at Zhao Xinghe, "Give you a chance to live, be my slave!"

Humph!

Zhao Xinghe snorted coldly, his face was a bit stiff, he did not have friends, he worked hard all his life, but nothing happened!

At first I wanted to become the holy king of Jiuyin Palace, but eventually lost my favor. Later, I joined the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce and became a disciple of Huang Yan.

But he was unwilling to fail, and then chose the great **** wind Rich, repairing soaring, soaring to the peak of the saint.

Just when he thought he could take revenge, he found that the gap between him and Fang Bai was getting wider.

What makes him even more desperate is that even Zhu Zhu has become a god, and he is still the pinnacle of a saint and a believer!

"Good fortune, good fortune!"

Zhao Xinghe murmured, a smile appeared on his face, and then laughed loudly, the laughter echoed the hall, like crazy.

Hahahaha!

After Zhao Xinghe laughed for a while, Wang Xiang's gaze became extremely firm instantly. "I miss it once, and I will never make a second mistake again. It is life or death, but between thoughts!"

"This life can't step on top of God, and the next life will come again, what is the fear!"

The generosity and excitement are moving, but if it is not decided to leave it to Zhu Xi, I really want to spare him.

Before death, some people can face it calmly, while others wave their begging and show ugliness.

It's not easy to do Zhao Xinghe!

Zhu Xuan said indifferently, "You will not have a future life, understand?"

Zhao Xinghe's complexion turned pale again, and maybe he could face death, but his spirit flew away, but he feared him, summoned his courage, and said Shen: "Follow you!"

"Go on!"

Suddenly, Zhu Yi felt a little bit upset. If he didn't become a god, he might still have a fight and report his revenge.

But now, there is no thrill of revenge.

Passing by, the fire wave instantly swallowed Zhao Xinghe, and flew into fly ash in a blink of an eye, disappearing completely.

There will never be Zhao Xinghe in the world, and he will not have an afterlife.

After the brief episode, the hall became lively again, embarrassing each other, so lively.

Ao Lingtian and Ouyang were sitting next to Tang Yimu. Tang Yimu whispered in the direction of the sword shockingly, and their faces changed greatly, and they got up quickly.

"Disciples of Qingfeng Pavilion, Ouyang is unhappy, Aolingtian, meet the ancestors!" Said the two, leaning over and bowing down, giving the disciples a big gift.

Some people know the relationship of Qingfeng Pavilion, but others don't know, and they are curious.

"Get up!"

Jian Jingtian waved it casually, and said lightly: "The Qingfeng Pavilion can have today, it is worthy of the ancestors of Kaishan."

At this point Fang Bai realized that there were five deities in the temple that belonged to Qingfeng Pavilion. This is a terrible number for a small world, not to mention the gate of a small world.

"Xie ancestor!"

The two did not dare to neglect, and after a respectful manner of salute, they got up.

Jian Jingtian looked to Ao Lingtian, "The sword of Qingfeng is on you?"

"Yes!" Ao Lingtian respectfully said.

"Can you let my husband see?" Jian Jing said quietly.

"Of course." Ao Lingtian hurriedly took out the Qingfeng sword and passed it.

Jian Jingtian reached out and took the Qingfeng sword, stroking it gently and muttering, "Old friend, I haven't seen you for many years."

Fang Bai wondered: "Is it?"

Jian Jing smiled, "When the old man left, he left it, after all, it is the treasure of Zhenshan in Qingfeng Pavilion."

"Disciple is guilty!"

The speaker was unintentional, the listener intentionally, Ao Lingtian hurriedly bowed.

"No no no!"

Jian Jingtian smiled and waved his hand, "Qingfeng Sword was only an inferior artifact in the past, and now it can be upgraded to an artifact, it is also its creation. You have no sin, you have merit!"

Ao Lingtian was relieved. He was not greedy for Qingfeng Pavilion. He really liked it and stayed with him all the time.

Later, after repeated re-upgrades, he became an artifact in one fell swoop!

"correct!"

Fang Bai suddenly asked: "How did the ancestors leave the barbarity in those years? At that time, the highest attainment was not just a sage, right?"

Jian Jian sighed quietly and murmured: "Ashamed to say, where does the old man have the ability to leave the savage, but just follow the saint who strayed into the savage."

In fact, Fang Bai guessed this might be the case, but he was always a little curious, the answer was revealed, and he immediately lost interest.