Seeing that the Leizhu in Qingkuang's hand was seriously injured, Ao Junxie asked with concern.

Qing Kuang nodded lightly at the other party, signaling to the other party that he was fine.

Ao Junxie took a step forward, pointed at the Holy King with the Chilong Sword in his hand, and shouted angrily:

"Holy King, you are already doomed to escape! In Fengyun Continent, you have done many unrighteous acts, and eventually you will destroy yourself. A good temple of light, the place where human beings live, was made into a miasma by you, extremely evil .

Today, you deserve to be under the siege of all forces in Fengyun Continent!Put down your weapons and capture them with your hands free. You should be very clear about what will happen to your hundreds of templars under the attack of the tribesmen of the evil land and the prehistoric monsters! [

As for you, with me and Qing Kuang's current cultivation, you are no longer an opponent! "

In the cold eyes of the Holy King, there was a ferocious light of a trapped beast. Facing Ao Junxie's persuasion, he was silent for a long time, and just uttered two words firmly:

"Place up!"

However, behind the Holy King, the sound of swords and soldiers did not sound like he expected.

This extraordinary microwave accident was quickly captured by Qing Kuang with a keen mind.

Obviously, those last Templars have finally wavered!There is no doubt that once the battle began, they would be buried in the crater in the night.

No one wants to die for the Holy King again for no reason!

"Arrangement!!"

The Holy King repeated the sentence again, almost like a roar of thunder.

The eyes of the warriors were still dazed and flustered, and some even lowered their heads listlessly.

"Wait a minute!"

Qing Kuang strode out, holding the string of Bi Luo Huang Quan in his hand.That is the highest token of the temple.

"Holy King! You have betrayed everyone! Are you still obsessed with your obsession? No one is willing to sacrifice in vain for your evil ambition!"

This icy voice was like a cracking lightning, which struck straight from the top of the Holy King's head, causing him to turn pale at last, and his soul flew away. Looking at the temple warriors who no longer listened to orders, he finally understood how cruel it was. reality!

"All warriors of the temple listen to the order, put down the weapons in your hands, you are still the people of my temple of light! The holy king in front of me has done many injustices, and he is purely self-defeating, and has nothing to do with you!"

As soon as these words came out, the hearts of all the white-robed warriors were shocked.They all looked at each other in blank dismay, and then, their gazes fell on the necklace in Qing Kuang's hand that shone with simple and simple light.

The Holy King vaguely realized something, opened his mouth, trying to stop something, but finally froze in place.

A moment later, a loud and orderly voice came from my ear:

"Respect the life of the saint!" [

The white-robed warriors all knelt down on the ground, lowered their heads and shouted respectfully.

Immediately, one by one, he placed the weapons in his hands at Qingkuang's feet one by one.Then stand respectfully behind Qing Kuang.

All this, the Holy King knew that he could no longer stop him, so he closed his eyes helplessly.

All around, it was as quiet as ashes.

Countless torches fluttered left and right like ghosts in the night wind.

All eyes were on the bald holy king who was already alone in the encirclement.

After a long time, a dazzling purple-white light slowly rose from the white-robed man's chest, getting bigger and brighter, until the entire chest became transparent.

The light of spiritual power began to form a strong vortex, engulfing the body of the Holy King bit by bit.

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