Wu Tingshan landed on the ground, knelt on one knee, supported the ground with one hand, and grabbed the roses from his chest with the other, trying to suppress the energy of physical riots.

Although he looked embarrassed, Wu Tingshan smiled and said, "Death Rose, the move by the previous generation of Black Mountain god to kill the Eight-Clawed Sea Beast 800 years ago. Unfortunately, it is not enough to kill me!"

Mr. Bai walked out of the black fog again. The black fog rolled, getting smaller and smaller, and finally all of them were sucked into his body by Mr. Bai.

"I'll go and deal with him!"

After saying that, Mr. Bai shook the ball fan, and the ball fan in her hand flew out and attacked Wu Tingshan on the ground. The ball fan flew and became bigger. When it was about to hit Wu Tingshan, it was already bigger than a steam car.

Wu Tingshan held the rose flower's hand and did not move. He easily caught the team battle thrown by Master Bai with his hands that supported the ground, and controlled it steadily.

Wu Tingshan's energy fight was not like a seriously injured person at all, but his physical injuries could not be faked.

"Do you know? If you two joined forces and might have a chance of winning, but now I am invincible."

Hei Ye frowned and said, "Jia, I miscalculated Wu Tingshan so strong. Although he was physically injured until now, his energy has not diminished at all. We have little chance of winning."

"What's the use of calculating it all! He is always a human body. Even if his energy is infinite, his body cannot bear too much injuries. We rushed up to knock him down and avenge God of Light. Could it be that you still want to run away?"

"This is his home court. He must have used some method to maintain the energy in his body. Otherwise, I would have stole so much energy from him and would have dragged him down long ago."

Mr. Bai immediately recalled that Wu Tingshan angered Mr. Hei for preventing Mr. Hei from entering the city five years ago, and took more than 100 priests to the Gold and Silver Mountains to apologize. He just admitted that he did not have the power to fight against the two omniscient beast kings at that time, so why did he bring more than half of the priests in the temple to take risks with him?

Perhaps, those priests are his reliance and the reason why he is now in constant energy.

Mr. Bai had checked it a long time ago and didn't feel that Wu Tingshan was absorbing energy at all. However, the fact is that they had consumed more than half of their energy storage for many years, and they still could not defeat Wu Tingshan. Although Wu Tingshan was injured, the energy consumption in his body was extremely small. How did he do it?

After a few words, the color of the crimson rose gradually faded and turned pink, and Hei Ye's face became even more ugly. Wu Tingshan had indeed had a way to restrain the death rose.

The Black and White Mountain God attacked at the same time in tacit understanding. They did not choose to escape, but decided to defeat Wu Tingshan in one go while his health had not recovered.

"Good come!" Wu Tingshan took action to resist, "You two will stay on the top of Aikan Mountain today. If you are willing to worship me as your master, just like your ancestors who served the God of Light, you will still be one person! And when I become a god, I will fight westward and unify the world! At that time, you can freely grant a piece of territory to you, which is much stronger than the narrow gold and silver mountain range!”

Unfortunately, only the two black and white shadows that answered him, and the source energy skills that had been oppressed.

...

Two beads of vows were taken out from a side hall and an ancient tree. After all, Fat Orange absorbed them, his strength recovered a lot. He even began to dislike Jacques and Lily could not keep up with his speed. He used three mental shields to wrap the two and the unconscious little priest Han Yun and took them to travel through the temple at high speed.

The last target of Fat Ju is outside the gate of the temple, the tall hall they saw outside the gate before entering the temple.

A cat and three others rushed out of the temple gate, flew over the heads of thousands of Shenxiangwei and the strange beasts, and plunged into the hall under their helpless eyes.

This hall is where Royol residents usually worship the God of Light. It covers a large area and has a height of more than 60 meters. It is the most majestic building in Royol.

Two rows of twenty-four five people hugged stone pillars of thickness and supported a triangular roof. The entire rectangular hall had only one huge room. Opposite the gate was the standing statue of the God of Light - a man holding a sword and shield. There were actually thousands of cushions on the ground, which was used for believers to worship the God of Light.

At this time, the entire hall was full of people, and everyone was kneeling on the ground with their knees, holding their hands on the ground with their hands and hands, and placing their foreheads on the ground. The whole body was humbly curled up in a ball, muttering something in his mouth, and not moving, turning a deaf ear to the flying plummet and the three of them.

Fat Ju kept flying to the feet of the statue with the three of them. Beneath the tall statue, an adult's height had just reached the height of the toes of the statue.

Most of the people kneeling near the statue were wearing golden priestly costumes, and next to them were officials wearing blue or purple robes. At this time, the group of people at the top of the kingdom of God seemed to be gathered here.

However, everyone who was kneeling down turned a blind eye to Fat Ju and his friends' intrusion and was still praying in a low voice.

Only a discordant voice sounded at the entrance of the hall: "Jacques! What are you doing! Don't destroy the festival, come out quickly!"

The person talking at the door was Wang Qing'an. He had just seen three people sweeping through the air and entering the temple, and immediately chased after him. Unexpectedly, he happened to see them landing at the feet of the statue.

Jacques didn't know if speaking would wake up the kneeling people, so he didn't dare to answer, so he could only reach out and wave it, signaling Wang Qing'an to hear it.

Wang Qing'an refused to give in and continued, "Come out quickly, think of you as a guest, the priest will not blame you, don't blame yourself!"

His voice echoed in the hall, and was very loud in the buzz of a humming sound formed by a low prayer.

However, Wang Qing'an soon discovered that no one stood up and maintained order with him. While walking towards the depths of the temple, he observed the kneeling people beside him. Each of them seemed to have entered a state of meditation that transcends external objects, turning a blind eye to what happened around him.

Fatty Ju was too lazy to deal with Wang Qing'an's obstruction, so she jumped up from the ground and instantly reached the face of the statue. She stretched out her white claws and waved it, then broke one of the eyes of the statue, took out a bead of vows, picked it up in one bite, and fell back to the ground.

Fatty Orange's actions shocked Wang Qing'an. On the one hand, it destroyed the statue of the God of Light. On the other hand, Wang Qing'an never expected that the pet cat that was sleepy and cute all the way was actually a strange beast.

"Help me protect me." After saying that, Fat Ju took his own attention to the power of faith in the power of faith. At this time, Fat Ju's strength had recovered most of its strength, and there was no need for Jacques and Lily to help resolve the impurities in the power of faith.
Chapter completed!