Chapter 845 (1/2)

Xiling.

All of them are covered by white holy light, with majestic and solemn breath, which makes people instinctively awe.

In the main shrine, under the vague and unspeakable statue of Daojun, jixiangtian stands high above the throne, and all the saints, cardinals and archpriests stand in silence below, with a deep condensation on each face.

As a time-honored and world-class power, Xiling has a wide range of channels in the dark, which is beyond everyone's imagination.

All parties failed to get the exact information about the abnormality from xuanyunlou, but Xiling fell into the deep Shangyuan mountains.

In addition to the recent information from other aspects, it is basically certain that Xuanyun building owner, who can't escape from the world all the year round, has finally decided to do something.

This book has nothing to do with Xiling, but the origin of Xuanyun landlord is a big problem. No one can be sure if he will retaliate once he recovers And Xiling bears the brunt!

”It was recorded in the old days that the body of ten thousand dragons rebelled against the ancient people and fled, so he was killed by the Lord Daojun Even if it restores its spiritual power, there will be no conflict between it and Xiling. ” A cardinal spoke slowly.

Today's troubles standing here are all qualified to touch the ancient past and know many other people's unknown secrets.

Another bishop said in a deep voice, ”though it is true, the body of Wanlong is made by the ancient people. I don't know if there is any restriction. The safest way is to let it disappear forever, so that the deity can have a complete peace of mind. ”

For a time, the high-level officials of the central and Western tombs of the Great Hall took these two opinions as their respective positions and divided them into two groups and began to argue.

On the first position, Ji Xiang coughs gently to the sky. His eyes sweep across the hall, and all the noise disappears quickly.

He had been in charge of Xiling for thousands of years. He was very dignified. After Qin Huan's event, he paid more and more attention to his authority. After dealing with several powerful religious people by means of thunder, no one dared to challenge him.

”The body of the dragon is made by the evil ancient people, which should not exist in the world. It has been silent for years. Since we try to wake up and make waves, we will never tolerate it.”

”Summon Xiling ruling, Xiling Shenwei and Xiling lengye to follow us down to Shangyuan mountain!”

As soon as the voice fell, Ji xiangtian suddenly frowned, showing a trace of pain in the bottom of his eyes, but he was immediately depressed and said in a deep voice, ”go down.”

”Yes, your seat.” All the people in the temple bow and leave, each in a hurry to convey the will from the seat of God.

Boom -

the gate of the main shrine is closed, all windows are closed, and the voice of season to the sky is low, ”this seat will pray to you, Lord Daojun, no one can disturb you!”

At the next moment, the main shrine is completely sealed and isolated from the outside world.

Under the statue of Daojun, Ji xiangtian on the throne suddenly raised his head and screamed in pain. His open mouth, as well as the seven orifices of his mouth and nose, at the same time emit a strong light, like a flame, enveloping his head.

The blue tendons under the neck burst up, and the whole face was twisted. At this moment, there was no sense of authority, just like a ghost escaping from hell and struggling in pain.

He raised his hand and pointed it out, and it fell heavily on his eyebrows. Instead of weakening, the holy light from his delicious nose became more intense.

”Impossible!” Ji xiangtian cried out in a low voice, ”I know that I have mastered these forces. Why do they lose control!”

He suddenly turned around and looked up at the ambiguous statue of Daojun on his head. His eyes were gradually widened, as if he had seen something incredible.

”Yes, you are right. The reason why these powers are under your control is that I give you permission. Now, I have withdrawn this right, and at the cost of it, you will pay your own flesh for me to use. ”

Ji xiangtian suddenly speaks, but the voice is not him. The cold and indifferent tone spreads in the air, without any mood fluctuation.

”No!” Season roared to the sky, ”you have fallen, I feel clear, this will not be wrong.”

Then he said, ”the reason you think I've fallen is that I let you feel the breath of my death, which may seem difficult to understand to you, but it's just a very simple thing for me.”

”When you are sure that I am dead, you begin to cut off the faith, and at the same time, reverse encroach on my path of practice For thousands of years, you've done a good job, hiding your breath perfectly and never been found by anyone Therefore, you are the most perfect boarding body I have cultivated. If you can come back here, you should be counted as your first contribution. ”

”So now you can be part of me and part of the light.”

Ji screams to the sky, ”no!”

But by this time, all the power in his body had been out of control.

The raging holy light broke out wildly. It came out from every pore of his body. It burned his body and left only a pure holy light.

If you look carefully, you will find that in this holy light, there are countless chains of runes, which are turning constantly.”The feeling of long lost freedom...” In the holy light, there was a murmur, which was very calm, but it gave people the feeling of endless violence and madness, ”but these forces are not enough, far from enough, for countless years, I finally wait until today's opportunity, and absolutely no accident is allowed.”

”Harvest season Here we are! ”

Boom -

the closed main shrine suddenly bursts open, and the vast and majestic light bursts out from it, just like a torrent, sweeping ten directions in an instant.

The Xiling Shenwei, who is guarding outside the temple, was wrapped by the holy light before he could make any response, and directly integrated into it, becoming a part of the holy light.