Chapter 1845 (1/2)
Looking at the empty area, all the people who heard the news were stunned.
Especially those disciples of Bingxin hall, their scalp was numb and their hearts were half cold.
A strong man of his clan pressed up against the terrible spirit, looked around the broken void, and frowned: ”what a violent atmosphere. If you don't use some unique means, only let the void in this area recover to its original state, I'm afraid it won't be possible without ten years!”
As soon as he said this, the disciples of the temple of God turned pale again.
Ten years?
The cauliflower is going to be cold!
At this time, Bing Yunyan seemed to think of something, and immediately turned his head to drink: ”quick, go and invite the elder to come over and ask him to use time technique to reverse the time in this area. Quick!”
”Oh... Ok... OK, elder martial sister!”
The disciple nodded repeatedly, turned around and ran out.
”No need to go!”
The white night came forward, glanced at the void and said calmly, ”the time track here has been disturbed. Even if the Lord comes, it will not go back.”
Hearing this, people are all out of breath.
The disciples of Bingxin hall are even more desperate.
”What's the matter? What happened? ”
At this time, a burst of drinking shouts sounded.
Then a group of disciples of the temple of God came out of the crowd.
People see that this is a disciple of Wen Xiaoxuan, the eight elder of lingxuan hall.
The leader is Zhong Ximing, the chief disciple of lingxuantang.
Next to him is Zhao Yanran, who has a close relationship with the white night.
Zhao Yanran stepped forward and looked at the broken void and the pale ice cloud. He frowned and said, ”elder martial sister Bing, what's the matter? Is anyone here to do it? ”
”I don't know...” the ice cloud smoke gently shakes Zhen head, some have no strength way: ”I don't know, here suddenly explodes, became like this.”
”Oh?” Zhao Yanran looked at the broken void, and secretly scanned the white night beside his eyes. He asked, ”this is the seat of my God's temple. Can't it be restored?”
”The track of time has been disrupted. The time technique can't be restored. It can only be restored by other means. But... The battle of Qunzhong will be held soon. It's too late!” Ice cloud smoke clenches Cherry Lip way.
Zhao Yanran and others were silent.
On the contrary, Zhong Ximing stepped forward and asked in a deep voice, ”younger martial sister Bing, what is this place for?”
Bing Yun Yan hesitated and said in a low voice, ”set up the array...
” set up the array? ”
People around him were shocked.
Those outsiders are boiling.
”Isn't it? This is the place where the people of the temple of God set up their array? ”
”Healing array?”
”That's over. How can we set up the array after all this bird like here?”
”Move
”Move? How can it be too late? And this is the theme! If the throne is removed, and the master is forced to move the land, isn't the temple of God to be ridiculed by the people of the world
”Hehe, it depends on how they deal with it.”
Many foreigners gloated at the scene and looked at it with amusement.
Ice Yunyan looks ugly, or waved to the disciple beside him, motioning him to inform the elder.
After a while, even green leaves ran over with a gloomy face.
Seeing that it was white night and ice clouds, his ugly face was becoming more and more ugly at the moment.
Especially the white night.
He found that wherever there was an accident, there would be this guy.