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Chapter 145 Rage and Fear (please subscribe!)
Ling Xin was furious!
After two more breaths, when they came to the sacred place, all they saw were ruins and the bloody afterimage left in place.

It was a short and fat young man with red hair and red eyes, bloodthirsty and arrogant.

"Ahhh! I've only been away for half a day, die to me!" As the God King of the Spirit God Clan, Ling Xin's main task is to take care of the sacred land.

The care of a god king is not that the Pantheon doesn't pay attention to it, on the contrary, it is the best choice under the current conditions.

If there are many god kings who are frequently transferred, it will arouse the suspicion of many forces, which is not good.

Especially the supreme dragon god of the main hall, decades ago, in order to find someone, he mobilized a lot of manpower and material resources, and the end result was very bad.

Many superpowers of the human race obstructed in the dark, resulting in great sacrifices.

Ling Xin is a member of the spirit god family, and his perception is completely released, and he can almost cover thousands of miles. This kind of perception is done roughly, but it is already very amazing.

If it is within a thousand miles, it can be precisely locked.

Generally, the strong have the ability to perceive tyranny, but in many cases, it is the soul that cannot bear it.

It is almost the best arrangement for Ling Xin to look after the sacred place.

He looked at the dozen or so blood shadows that appeared in the sky, the bastard who did this heinous thing really ran fast and fast.

And the means of escape are superb.

In every shadow of blood is the breath of that person.

One of them was heading in the same direction as Ling Xin came, heading towards the Dayan Dynasty.

Ling Xin ran too anxiously, rushing to the sacred place with all his heart, and didn't pay attention at all.

And subconsciously, he didn't think that the blood shadow rushing towards him was his real body!
"Break it!" Ling Xin sneered, anger filling his brain.

Endless spiritual and divine power circulated around him, terrifying power emerged, and the aura of the god king was strong. Those who have reached this stage have two brushes.

Ling Xin reacted very quickly, from discovering to arriving, it took only a few breaths.

The blood shadow in the sky has not yet dissipated, he looked over one by one, the three to the east are not, dissipated in the air, the inside is not real, the four to the south are not, the four to the west are not, and the three to the north are not!
Just go north, go northeast!

The direction to Dayan Capital City is the way he came here!

Just pass him by!

"Ahhhh!" Ling Xin looked at the way he had come, his eyes shot out, "You are really bold! You are really arrogant!"

Ling Xin didn't know what to say.

Does it mean that this character who can do heinous killings can be confident, or he is conceited, bold and careful to a certain extent.

"But you are still going to die, you don't know the horror of the God King!" The divine light in Ling Xin burst out again.

A drop of blood oozed from the base of his thigh.

This kind of secret technique that spans thousands of miles consumes a lot for him.

However, no matter what, he will not let that person go!
How dare you massacre the city and commit such a serious crime, you must die!
After two breaths.

Ling Xin chased before the gate of Dayan King's capital, his divine power pierced the sky, and the king's capital formation was suddenly activated.

There are dynasty gods and demons enshrined in the sky, "Spirit God King, don't be presumptuous in the capital!"

"You little thief, die to me!" Ling Xin ignored the human god and demon, and his figure directly came to the sky above the capital.

His eyes were like torches, and in an alley, he saw a short and fat young man.

The man seemed to see him and waved to him.

That person is naturally Wei Long, he came to Dayan King Capital.

The base camp of the Pantheon in the Dayan branch hall is also the base camp of the human race!
After slaughtering the sacred land, he absorbed a huge amount of divine blood and transformed his own supernatural powers.

The anger is over, the sadness is over, the venting is over, and the fun is over.

When Ling Xin's aura appeared and the danger approached, Wei Long immediately entered a calm state, with a calm heart.

He calmed down.

The sacred land is certainly terrifying, but the general situation is still in the human race.

He shouldn't massacre the city, he should go to collect evidence in an upright manner, and then go to see King Yan, and use the reporting channel of the human race.

This is important evidence.

But when Wei Long saw the sacred land, he had observed their patterns, and felt a bit chill about the prospect of this kind of new affairs, as well as murderous intent and anger at the Pantheon's practice.

Too angry to be able to control myself.

Wei Long, who calmed down, knew that it was hard to get rid of the flood, and that the divine blood had already been refined.

If you think about it carefully, you can kill it.

If it is reported, if one fails, the Lingxu Cave will be finished, and the Dayan Dynasty may also be finished. Maybe the news can be reported, but everything that needs to be finished must be finished.

Because there are enemies among the royal family!
Wei Long has already believed in Wan Renzhu's speculation, so he can't do anything.

This massacre of the city can be regarded as a kind of shock. At least this time, the Pantheon must have a knot in their hearts. They will be afraid that someone will report it, and they will be afraid that the strong people of the human race will turn their eyes back to Dayan and the surrounding dynasties.

Once the Pantheon is afraid, it will be fine for at least a few hundred years.

As for hundreds of years later, "Of course I push it!" Wei Long walked into an alley and smiled slightly.

Although he is not good at strategy, but fortunately he has self-knowledge.

Even if the human race is not powerful, so what, he is powerful!
"So I'm truly wise and stupid." Wei Long looked up at the Spirit God King in the sky, hooked his fingers, and walked through the alleys of Dayan Capital City.

The reason why Wei Long came to Yandu is very simple.

Facing the Spirit God King, he chose to retreat strategically.

When he realized something in his heart, he realized that it was Pantheon who was guilty.

Yandu is the best place to hide from sight and return to her original identity, as if nothing happened.

As for the abducted people in the sacred land, and the various vicious deeds that the Pantheon did when Dayan suffered catastrophe, Wei Long will liquidate it in the future!
One can't be less!
"An dare to insult me!"

Ling Xin's anger was like a volcano about to erupt, and Wei Long's hook completely enraged him.

The endless divine light is about to hit the human race formation.

In Yandu Palace, Yan Lifeng watched this scene, he coughed and said angrily: "Is the Spiritual King looking for death?"

The sound of the king's city contained killing intent.

A figure shrouded in light suddenly appeared in the sky, and he cupped his hands in the direction of the capital, and the sound transmission apologized: "I will deal with him, and please take care of yourself, King Yan."

Ming Qian'an, the lord of Wangdu Temple, appeased King Yan.

It took only one step to reach the sky, and looked at Ling Xin who was flustered because he saw him.

"What are you doing?" Ming Qian'an stepped up to Ling Xin, "Are you worried that you are not attractive enough?"

"Hall Master." Ling Xin rolled his eyeballs, smiled softly, and his attitude was unspeakably good, even a little humble, "When I left just now, I heard someone cursing my Pantheon. If it doesn't sound good, I'll be angry."

"You are a god king, and you still have the same knowledge as ordinary people?" Ming Qian'an first pulled Ling Xin to the side of the king city without being suspicious.

After all, the Spirit God King is famous for his perception, and said: "I remind you to be careful again! Before that place is transferred to the Fengyun Dynasty, we must keep a low profile and keep a low profile."

"It's about the revival of my temple, do you understand?" Ming Qian'an didn't talk about the sacred place, and was very cautious.

The corners of Ling Xin's eyes twitched, and he was controlled by his divine power, with a smile on his face, "I understand, I understand. Palace Master, I'm going there right now."

After Ling Xin finished speaking, she was about to get up and leave.

"Wait." Ming Qian'an stopped him.

Ling Xin's face froze as he turned his back.

The core of divine power in the body circulates extremely fast, but the surface remains calm.

"What happened to the Palace Master?" He turned around and asked.

"Don't go directly there, your actions just now attracted the attention of many people." Ming Qian'an reminded.

Ling Xin chuckled, and said, "Hall Master, you can rest assured, you can rest assured that I will handle things."

Together with Lingxin Shenguang, he hid his aura and flew towards the southern wilderness.

Ming Qian'an nodded, and went to visit the palace to appease King Yan.

Ling Xin flew thousands of miles, and his speed became faster and faster. He didn't go to Huoyan County at all, and fled directly to the wilderness.

"It's dead! I didn't realize it. I guarded this sacred place. It's all over now! If I stay here, the best end will be to guard a certain place until I die, and there will be no chance to stand up again." .”

When Ming Qian'an, the palace master, appeared, Ling Xin suddenly came back to his senses.

After seeing the horror of the sacred land, his first reaction was anger.

After all, he was the one who guarded the paradise for more than 30 years and looked at the established paradise little by little. Compared with the original descendants of gods and sons of gods, the gods in the sacred land are more pleasing.

He already wanted to select children with the talents of the spirit gods and guide them.

He is emotionally invested.That is to say, the sacred land has gradually matured recently, and the internal cultivation has also appeared a high god, so he will relax and take care of it.

A few days ago, I got news that the sacred land was about to go to the Fengyun Dynasty, and I was worried that the credit would be taken away, so I returned to Dayan Capital City.

Ling Xin was very angry.

I can't wait to tear up the murderers who slaughtered the holy land.

When his anger subsided and he saw Ming Qian'an, he came to his senses.

This is not a time to be angry, but to worry about his own future.

"No one knows better than me how important the sacred place is. Even if I am a god king, there is a greater chance that I will be refined into the essence of the spirit and god and absorbed by others." Ling Xin was full of fear.

He is the king of the gods and already the hero of a party, and he will never sit still.

Ling Xin drew a shooting star across the sky, "Go to the wilderness first to avoid the limelight, wait until a hundred years later, and see the consequences of this matter. If the strong human race is not stupid, they will make trouble with the high-level human race. When it comes to suppression, I will consider coming back, when the Pantheon needs strong people, we should be able to talk about treatment."

Ling Xin made up his mind not to think about anything, and the people around him don't have to worry.

He is the king of gods, and if he does not die for a day, these people will be suppressed, but they can still live well.

Ming Qian'an came out of the palace, "Then Ling Xin is too careless, it seems that the transfer must be carried out as soon as possible."

Ming Qian'an paid great attention to details and was unwilling to be careless.

When he returned to the temple, he didn't know what he thought of, and his expression suddenly changed.

"There is something wrong with Ling Xin's attitude. When did he become so talkative? What do I say, what does he listen to. It's deceitful!" When something goes wrong, there must be a demon, Ming Qian felt relieved.

Ming Qian'an flashed a pair of white wings, and went directly to the city of Huoyan County.

When I came there, I almost fainted.

The holy land was in ruins, blood was soaring to the sky, there were a few scavengers hovering above, countless palaces collapsed, without any breath of life, this holy city that took more than 30 years to build was completely destroyed.

(End of this chapter)