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Chapter 731 Is this considered an apocalypse? Dwarf Xiong Chumo

"Humph!"

Xiling Taoshan, in the highest temple, a solemn and loud voice came from the throne behind the bead curtain, startling thousands of gauze curtains, and a ray of light illuminated the temple, rushing towards Xu Xin who opened the curtain.

"Long Qing, do you think you can handle this serious injury?"

Headmaster Xiong Chumo's voice at this time was majestic and bright, as if painted with the color of gold, and as broad as the heaven and earth. After it came out from the giant chariot and pavilion, it suddenly condensed and turned into a solid thunder.

Wherever the thunder passed, thousands of gauze curtains danced without wind, and everywhere in the temple sparkled. A straight invisible wave of air appeared in front of the throne, heading towards Xu Xin.

Thunderous sound waves came, the wind howled, and the thunder roared. However, Xu Xin's body was only filled with endless light and divine radiance, and an invisible force field isolated the space three feet in front of him.

The light fades.

The sound of thunder gradually dispersed.

The smoke and dust gradually disappeared.

The moment the door of the temple was closed, the tall figure on the throne behind the ten thousand gauze curtains suddenly became taller. At some point, a staff taller than the figure appeared in the figure's hand.

The blue white clouds leave only one color, or rather there is no color, only light.

Absolute light is a very monotonous visual color. At this time, countless Haotian believers in the temple looked up at the bright sky, but they felt that they had seen an infinitely rich world.

Xu Xin chuckled and spoke, while Ye Hongyu behind him, who was not affected by the thunder, just turned around and closed the door of the temple.

The Lord Headmaster's voice sounded from the throne of God again, echoing uneasily in the temple. However, his voice seemed a little tired at this time. It seemed that the thunderous sound before had also consumed a lot of his mental power.

"Do you think the sound from here can be heard?"

Behind the gauze curtain, the tall figure on the throne also began to burn. Countless light and heat spread out in all directions along the edge of the figure. The pink petals scattered in that direction instantly turned yellow, and then turned into Black and gray.

Countless light and heat emerged from the body of the headmaster Xiong Chumo, and his figure seemed to have turned into lamp oil.

"You two are audacious thieves."

The tens of thousands of gauze curtains outside the throne suddenly burned, not really burning, but countless light and heat, flowing down like running water between the thin gaps in the curtains.

Light is the radiance of holiness, heat is absolute heat.

Light and heat are combustion. The burning of the lamp oil is transferred to the burning of the wick, which turns into a specific shape of flame.

The sky in Xiling has always been boundless blue, with several white clouds floating on it. However, when the beam of light rising from the highest point of Peach Mountain fell on the sky, the blue sky instantly became bright.

Xu Xin looked at the changes in the figure on the throne, his eyes becoming colder and colder. Countless fairy flowers appeared around the temple, overwhelming pink petals flying, and the rich fragrance of flowers filled the air.

The light covering the sky made the blue sky and white clouds seem to be plated with a golden edge. Countless pressure fell from the sky and landed on Peach Mountain.

He held the long staff in his hand, like a wick in an oil lamp.

The flame is a pillar of light, a holy pillar of light, which emerges from the top of the staff, penetrates the top of the temple, and shines into the sky.

That world was not the real kingdom of God, but a spiritual induction. The infinite richness they saw was not specific things, but the countless emotional projections of human beings under the power of Haotian.

The scene at this time has surpassed all the world's imagination of the world of cultivation, and has surpassed the imagination of practitioners of the highest realm. This is no longer a magical technique, but more like a miracle.

Within the Xiling Divine Kingdom, countless believers who saw this scene knelt on the ground and knelt down to the bright sky, worshiping a scene that only appeared in mythological scriptures. The expressions on people's faces were shocked and awed, excited and frightened, and then all turned into absolute piety and fanaticism. This is their belief.

"This can be considered an apocalypse!"

At the foot of Peach Mountain, the bright figure looked back at the bright sky, then shook his head and continued to move forward to Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty.

"Alas! Why is this so!"

The eyes of the great priest Tianyu in the Tianyu Courtyard felt sore, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes. He let out a long sigh, but did nothing.

Within the snow-white Supreme Temple, light was everywhere, but Xu Xin still stood calmly on the spot. After a moment, he began to take steps towards the throne of the god again. Xiong Chumo's apocalypse cannot hurt him.

"Xiong Chumo, you are indeed a waste, is this considered an apocalypse?"

Xu Xin's sarcastic speech made Xiong Chumo on the throne very angry. However, looking at Xu Xin walking towards the throne little by little in the light, there was unconcealable fear in his eyes.

Xiong Chumo's ability is really average. He is also in the Apocalypse realm. Wei Guangming can make Liansheng Thirty-Two fearful and run away from the Demon Sect. However, Xiong Chumo has been brutally beaten by someone alone several times.

If Ke Haoran and Confucius had not killed the masters in Xiling to pieces, leaving the Taoist Apocalypse Realm experts almost at a loss, Xiong Chumo, a living eunuch who was lucky enough to break through the Apocalypse, would not be qualified to sit on the throne and become the leader.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Petals were flying all over the sky, and Xu Xin was born one after another and rushed towards the bright throne. As the figures of Xu Xin disappeared one after another, the dazzling light was also forcibly opened up a road to the divine throne.

On the throne, the tall figure of the headmaster of Xiling Temple suddenly knelt down, still holding the staff tightly in his right hand, and a prayer as calm as water but loud as thunder sounded in the temple.

"Xiong Chumo, you are a dwarf and a eunuch, you should pay for the evil things you did back then."

Xu Xin stood up with his feet on the fairy flower, and gradually became level with the divine throne. It was obvious that his position was a little lower. It was obvious that he was looking up at the tall figure on the divine throne, but it was as if he was looking down at an ant.

The veil outside the throne was torn into countless fragments in an instant, and the fragments fluttered away.

On the divine throne, the red divine robe worn by Headmaster Xiong Chumo also shattered among the petals in the sky.

"Clang!" With a sound, he hurriedly dropped the staff and tried to prevent Xu Xin from destroying his image, but it was all in vain.

Finally, Xiong Chumo's true body was finally exposed to broad daylight and appeared in this bright and infinite temple.

A dwarf appeared on the throne.

He was short, shorter than a boy of eight or nine years old.

He was very thin, even thinner than the victims of the famine years.

It looks like a doll made of several dry sticks put together.

It seems so funny and so ridiculous.

This is the true appearance of Xiong Chumo, the headmaster of Xiling Temple. He is not used to showing his true identity, so he has a look of panic on his face.

There are no thousands of gauze curtains to cover one's own image, and the tall and majestic figure no longer exists. Xiong Chumo hurriedly covered the torn divine robe and clothes with his hands, like a woman who was about to be humiliated after her clothes were stripped off, her eyes full of panic.

(End of this chapter)