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Chapter 639 Burial in Shenyuan

No one expected that the temple had a chance of victory and was ready to decide the outcome in a battle.

Who would have thought that such a big mess would occur at this time!

Three thousand cursed corpses swarmed forward, and the immortal soldiers they killed retreated steadily.

That's all, but two more damn S-classes popped up in Middle-earth!
Zhang Sanfen and Chu Wu!

The captain of the evil squad and the witch squad!
Didn't they die in the Sky City?

The darkness in the sky quickly faded away, replaced by a golden flame.

The golden light is like clouds hanging from the sky, or like the burning clouds produced after sunset on the horizon, reflecting the whole world in a golden light.

On the battlefield, the originally cold green flame seemed to be ashamed of itself and quietly extinguished.

This kind of relatively low-ranking Yin Fire dissipates completely when it encounters the most powerful Sun Golden Crystal Flame.

Everyone was amazed.

Whether it was the military police team or the Knights Templar, they all stopped in unison and turned to look up at the sky.

The battles of god-level experts are not something you can see casually.

Just like the battle in the Holy City, although there were strange lights and thunder in the sky, no one could actually see anything clearly because of the shielding of the holy light.

Today is different.

Zhang Sanfen's Sun Golden Crystal Flame and Curse Xie Kun's shady curtain collided with each other, and waves of tyrannical soul fluctuations were constantly sweeping around.

Especially those A-level masters, who doesn't want to see what level of soul sublimation is?
What if I get some reference and start myself on the path of asking questions?

Only the three thousand cursed corpses from the cursed tomb in western Sichuan are still unswervingly carrying out the order of the Queen of Secret Heart: kill them!
Suddenly there was a flash of red light around him, like a red lightning bolt shooting straight into the sky.

The black curtain in the sky was instantly split into two!
A huge, dark, bear-like thing crashed down.

Before the thing fell, it splashed a dark liquid in mid-air.

The crowd exclaimed.

Some people with sharp eyes can clearly see that it is a hand of the black god Kizgus!

The huge bear paw fell like a building, and no one knew how Chu Wu chopped it off.

No one could see where Chu Wu was.

They only saw the second red light flying straight into the sky, and another slash!

The strong men in Middle-earth have always been known as invincible at the same level!

What's more, Chu Wu and Zhang Sanfen have already experienced thunder tribulation, even among S-levels, they are by no means easy!

The black clouds quickly dispersed, and the flames of the sun's golden crystal flames spread across the entire sky.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Sanfen's soul wave spread throughout the audience: "Tell me where He Yongheng was taken by you! I won't kill you!"

Cursing Xie Kun, he had already been burned by Zhang Sanfen's Sun Gold Crystal Flame to the point of embarrassment.

He is a god-level person. Although he has a certain resistance to the masculine fire of the Sun Golden Crystal Flame, he absolutely cannot stop Zhang Sanfen's tantric iron rod!

This guy is known as the God-killing Madman, and he even has the title of "Grave God" among the old gods.

The name Tomb not only represents Zhang San’s tomb, but also means the tomb of the old god.

It couldn't be more appropriate.

Xie Kun didn't dare to be harsh when he was cursing at this stall, and his soul wave came quickly: "He was taken to the Burial Abyss of Gods!"

"Zhang Sanfen! No one dares to kill him! At least no one dares to kill him at this stage!"

"But we don't want to face a time bomb that can explode at any time!"

"The Burial God Abyss is the best destination for him!"

"He'll be trapped in it forever and ever!"

There was silence all around.

There was only the sound of burning fire and howling wind.

The sun's golden crystal flame still occupies half of the sky, suppressing the shady curtain representing Curse Xie Kun to the point where it is almost invisible!

Cu Xiekun shouted in horror: "Grave God! You promised not to kill me!"

The golden flames around him faded rapidly.

But before Xie Kun could take a breath, Zhang Sanfen's soul wave came again: "Where is the God Burial Abyss?"

Xie Kun responded quickly: "In the underground world!" "According to China's calculation method, the depth is about 8000 meters!"

"That place is a forbidden place for the gods! It is also a place abandoned by the gods!"

"If you want your soul to enter, as long as you are strong enough, you just need to keep sinking!"

"If you want to enter with your body, you have to go through the retrograde passage, or the uncursed passage, or the Paris Catacombs and the Cora Super Deep Drilling Well!"

"There is also the Great Rift Valley in East Africa. These are all ready-made channels!"

The golden flames in the sky continued to burn, and Xie Kun was so frightened that he did not dare to say a word.

After several seconds, Zhang Sanfen's soul wave came again: "Get out!"

"The defeated old gods are no longer worthy of being called gods!"

The golden crystal flames of the sun quickly dissipated, and the suffocating high temperature gradually dropped.

It was only then that Xie Kun felt as if he had been granted amnesty, and the black curtain that had never been clearly visible quickly fled into the distance.

"God is not omnipotent! What's more, there is nothing to be ashamed of in defeat at the hands of the Grave God!"

"My state of mind is intact, I am still the Silent One of darkness!"

"Grave God! The great Cthulhu will kill you with his own hands!"

Zhang Sanfen did not go after Xie Kun, but looked towards the Holy Lord.

He said seriously: "Does the temple want to change its Holy Master?"

"Or are you planning to defeat the three of us S-classes on your own?"

The black god Kizgus was slashed by Chu Wu and escaped with serious injuries.

Xie Kun was also frightened out of his wits by Zhang Sanfen.

Holy Master is the only one left among the opponent's S-level warriors.

Although there was only one person left, the Lord of the Temple remained calm, his white robes were clean and shining.

He looked strange and said softly: "Is this the fate of Middle-earth?"

"Father is right, if you want to destroy Middle-earth, you must destroy the destiny of Middle-earth!"

Zhang Sanfen and Chu Wu remained silent.

Luck is illusory, but it does exist.

If it were any other S-class strongman who was struck by lightning like this, he would probably turn into ashes on the spot and lose his soul.

But the fate of the two of them should not be cut off.

First, Wei Wuguo used the red battle flag to protect the last remaining souls of the two people, and then the Academy of Science of China tried their best to protect the two people's almost broken, lifeless bodies.

If it were normal, the survival rate of this kind of injury would be almost infinitely close to zero.

But the two of them survived this incredible survival rate.

If you say that there is no good luck, even ghosts will not believe it.

The Holy Lord smiled and said: "But luck is not omnipotent!"

"The heavens and the earth change, and the sea changes. The destiny will also change with the development of the times, and will also change with the change of the environment."

"Zhang Sanfen, Chu Wu, I hope that next time I kill you, I can kill you completely!"

After saying this, the leader of the temple turned around and left without hesitation.

Just when he turned around, he heard He Bu Lai yelling: "Come when you want, leave when you want, how can there be such a good thing in the world!"

"Take my sword! If you don't die, I'll let you go!"

The Holy Master suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "I heard that Mr. He was holding the black and white sword of life and death, and even Adam was defeated."

"If I don't accept your sword, some people will inevitably say that my temple is not as good as Middle-earth!"

"Come! I want to see which one is more powerful, the Spear of Longinus in my temple, or the black and white sword of life and death in Middle Earth!"

Behind him, the golden gun shadow pierced the sky like a javelin.

Wherever the gun shadow went, air currents rolled and strong winds gusted.

Suddenly, a blue lightning flashed across, meeting the golden gun shadow, and almost split the entire sky into two halves!

(End of this chapter)