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Chapter 1120 The Lord of the Temple Was Destroyed
Wen Renshu looked up, and saw the temple master stretching out his hand trying to cover his face.

Although he quickly put on a new mask, Wen Renshu could still see his face clearly.

Wen Renshu was stunned.

It turns out that the temple master really has no face, and the eyes she saw before should be just a cover-up.

Who would have thought that a person could have no eyes?

The Lord of the Temple has no eyebrows, eyes and nose, only a mouth.

Probably because he has been breathing through his mouth for many years, so he is a big guy.

Wen Renshu looked at his tall and straight figure, and thought he was good-looking, but he didn't expect him to look like this.

It is estimated that when she said that he had no face at that time, he must have been extremely angry and became angry from embarrassment.

Wen Renshu didn't expect his words to be a prophecy, and directly hit his Achilles heel.

No wonder he was so desperate to kill himself.

Whether public or private, he doesn't want her to see the sun tomorrow.

Qi Jiuming and Nan Yuan came to Wen Renshu's side.

The master of the temple saw that his mask had been cut off, exposing his true face in front of Wen Renshu, and a cluster of strong devilish energy emerged from him.

Wen Renshu thought that if he had eyes, his eyes must be red right now.

Because all the humanity in his body was swallowed up by the devil.

"I'm going to kill you!" The temple master said angrily.

He roared, the devilish energy on his body became more and more intense, and then he slapped Wenrenshu with his palm.

The combination of Wen Renshu and Qi Jiuming Nanyuan was able to withstand the blow.

Seeing that his strong blow didn't hurt them at all, the master of the temple took out a magic weapon of god rank.

He must kill them today.

Otherwise, his shameless story will be spread.

Pixiu immediately widened his eyes when he saw the divine artifact.

Come again?

The feeling of being blown away by a god-level magic weapon last time and being isolated and unattended still lingers in its mind.

Just when Paixiu was worried about his old life, he caught a glimpse of Wen Renshu also taking out a god-level magic weapon in his hand.

This is the magic weapon she won back on Wan Yao Island last time.

Today it will be used against the Temple Master.

The master of the temple is determined to kill her, and she is bound to kill him. Today, the two of them will either die by him or by her.

The two god-level instruments collided together, producing a huge explosive force.

A divine beast, two divine birds, a divine dragon, two Nascent Soul powerhouses, a servant, and three Spiritualists whose strength is at the twelfth level and the two spiritual beasts worked together to create an enchantment.

The huge impact broke their barrier, and everyone was blown away one by one.

Pixiu grabbed the ground with both claws and retreated: Oh, this damn familiarity.

But fortunately, the shock this time was obviously much lighter than the last time.

None of the Supreme Team's people were damaged by the attack of the god-level magic weapon, but the temple master was different.

The magic soldiers and magic lines around him have all been wiped out, and it is impossible for him to stop the blasting power of the god-level magic weapon with the strength of an injured person.

Under the violent blow, his body turned into fine red minced meat, which fell on the soft leaves.

His soul has been sold to the demons, so when his physical body dies, he will completely disappear in this world.

At the moment before his death, the master of the temple regretted that he did not hold back his anger, regretted that he did not leave the green hills like the nine-tailed fox, and he was not afraid of lack of firewood.

Without the demon general, he still has the Song family, other people in the temple, and demon envoys from all over the mainland.

It doesn't appreciate his efforts at all.

(End of this chapter)