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Chapter 470 Breaking the Temple
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Know thyself, ever-victorious.

The staff of the Nine Kings wore a square scarf on his head, cloth shoes on his feet, and a long Tsing Yi gown. His eyes were like bright stars, and his spirit was radiant. He held a paper fan in his hand and shook it gently. He was dressed as a scholar.

"No wonder Your Majesty cares about it so much. This god is about to become a climate."

If the people in Weicheng only knew the God of Fortune, but not the Temple of the Nine Kings, facing the Nine Kings, the only way would be to fall to the godhood.

The observation is over.

The scholar in Tsing Yi rented a guest room and lived in it.

After living in it, it is to display supernatural powers and get out of the body.

He was about to confuse a few villagers in Yanwangzhuang to destroy the temple of Fuzhengshen, but he directly manifested in the mind of a villager who was a bit stupid in Yanwangzhuang.

I saw him, the whole body was shining with majesty, and with a touch of his hand, a divine light fell deep in the person's mind. After the divine light entered the brain, a voice emerged in this person's heart.

"In the Temple of Fortune, evil gods are enshrined, not righteous gods. I must smash the temple, destroy the Dharma, and save the villagers from fire and water."

"What's wrong with the temple, save the villagers!"

Silly boy, in a daze, ran towards the temple of Fuzhengshen, shouting loudly while running.

"What's wrong with Wang Jin?" Some people were surprised, the stupid Wang Jin was a little weird today.

"What is he talking about?" Some people heard Wang Jin's soliloquy and were puzzled.

"He didn't mean to smash the Fuzheng Temple in the village, did he?" Someone joked, the temple is a dojo of the gods, protected by the gods, who can smash it?Who dares to smash it?

Smashing the dojo of the gods will inevitably anger the gods, and there will never be a good end.

With ease, no one dared to destroy the dojo of the gods.

Unless you are a scholar with a righteous heart, a righteous heart, and eliminating harm for the people, you dare to smash the evil god's dojo. Even if you smash the evil god's dojo, the evil god will have nothing to do with you, but they will turn their heads and deal with your relatives and friends.

Unless they are sure to kill the gods once and for all, under normal circumstances, no one would dare to destroy the temple or destroy the god dojo.

Wang Jin was five big and three thick, Kong Wu was powerful, and he didn't know where to pick up a wooden stick as thick as an arm. He looked at the direction of the temple of Fuzhengshen with great arrogance and arrogance, and ran towards it with great strides. Pentium.

In front of the Fudezheng Temple, many people lined up one by one to burn incense and worship God in the Fuzheng Temple. Yang Chen is a god walking in the world, known to everyone.

"Stop worshiping!" Wang Jin roared, his voice was like a thunderclap, spreading everywhere.

"The god enshrined here is not a righteous god, but an evil god. Enshrining him will bring disaster to the village!"

"Today, I'm going to smash this harmful thing."

Holding a wooden stick and pushing away the crowd, he was about to break into the Fuzheng Temple, smash the temple, and destroy the dharma.

"Wang Jin!"

"Isn't this the village idiot Wang Jin?"

"Look at his speech, he is articulate and methodical, no matter how you look at it, he is not a fool."

"If it's not a fool, how can he say that God of Fortune is an evil god?"

"I don't think Fude Zhengshen is not an evil god, but also a Wenqu star descending from the sky. Otherwise, how could he have written a poem inviting the moon?"

"Stop him quickly, don't let this lunatic harm the Temple of the God of Fortune, so as not to disturb the God of Justice."

Especially some old people who are old are the most devout to the God of Fortune. Every day, rain or shine, they must come to offer incense. One after another pious thoughts pass through the void and fall on Yang Chen's seal of the city god, filling the air. The Great Seal of the City God.

"Wang Jin, are you crazy!" The old lady of Yanwang Village stepped forward and blocked Wang Jin.

Wang Jin ignored it, stretched out his hand, pulled the old lady aside, strode like a shooting star, avoided the crowd, entered the temple of Fuddok, raised the wooden stick in his hand, and smashed Huashan Mountain with an axe, towards the temple Zhongjin's physical form was smashed down.

Once hit, it will inevitably fall into the dust.

"Wang Jin, if you dare to destroy the statue of the god, you can't get around you."

Wang Datong at the side reacted. Seeing Wang Jin who smashed Yang Chen's face angrily, he also ran away completely, and the divine power in his body flowed. In front of many believers, Wang Datong mutated.

An inexplicable divine power emanated from Wang Datong's body. There was a mysterious imprint on his forehead between the eyebrows, and there were layers of divine light rippling at this time.

The divine light circled and covered Wang Datong's whole body.

Wherever the divine light passed, Wang Datong's body underwent tremendous changes. His whole body grew steadily. In an instant, he was several feet tall. He was wearing a yellow shirt, and there were eight dragons and eight elephants roaring behind him. The momentum is mighty and powerful.

It is the real body of the Yellow Turban Lishi.

Yellow Turban warriors are strong enough to carry mountains, and they are best at subduing demons.

Seeing Wang Jin intruding into the temple, Wang Datong transformed into an extremely angry man. Immediately, he stretched out his palm, as fast as a shooting star, and landed on Wang Jin's shoulder with a slap, pulling Wang Jin away from Yang Chen's face. In front of myself.

clap clap!

Wang Jin, who was pulled away by Wang Datong, smashed the wooden stick in his hand to the ground, making a rumbling sound, and smashed the ground into a ditch.

So fierce!

If such a stick hits an ordinary person, it won't smash the person to pieces.

"its not right!"

"Wang Jin is just an ordinary person, how could he have such great power."

"Is it a ghost?"

"Or, did he cast the technique of divine strike?"

Everyone was puzzled and discussed.

After Wang Datong pulled Wang Jin over, he punched Wang Jin in the face, and several teeth flew out of Wang Jin's mouth.

Then, left hook, right hook, straight punch, one punch after another, hitting Wang Jin's face to the flesh.

This place is the dojo of Fude Zhengshen. In the dojo, the divine power circulated, and in a short while, it drove out a strange divine power deep in Wang Jin's mind.

Without divine support.

In an instant, Wang Jin turned into a foolish person again, the corners of his mouth were drooling, and the floor was wet with saliva.

"what happened?"

Wang Datong looked at his fist.

"You couldn't be fooled by me, did you?"

Grabbing Wang Jin by the collar and throwing him out of the temple, many old ladies went up to spurn Wang Jin and looked at Wang Jin with disdain.

The scholar in Tsing Yi looked at Wang Jin who was thrown out, and said in his heart, "In this temple, there are soldiers guarded by the God of Fortune, and ordinary mortals want to forcefully demolish the temple. easy."

"I still need it, and think of his method."

The scholar in Tsing Yi frowned slightly, and gently shook the paper fan in his hand, wisps of fresh wind came from the bottom of the fan.

"Have it!"

"I don't believe that you can still resist my method."

The scholar in Tsing Yi's eyes brightened up, like a born star.

(End of this chapter)