The ancestor of the Temple of Destruction changed drastically.

The people who died were the people of the Temple of Destruction.

His mood is imaginable.

If several elders in the Imperial Martial Realm die, the ancestor of the Temple of Destruction can actually accept it.

War will surely die.

However, three Supreme Elders in the Holy Martial Realm died suddenly, and the ancestor of the Temple of Destruction could not accept it.

His heart is bleeding!

Ye Qing's sword is so terrible.

Many powerful people from the Temple of Destruction and the Temple of Destiny have joined forces and arranged them into formations, but they still cannot resist Ye Qing's sharpness!

The Destruction Ancestor is very regretful now.

You shouldn't have dared to come here with a Holy Lord of Cold Gun.

He should have been advised to ask the Sage Hall to send more powerful people.

Unfortunately, the Sage Hall just doesn’t listen.

I feel that the Hang Gun Saint is here can completely solve the problem.

You should know that the combat power of the Hang Gun Saint is among the top among the many elders in the Saint Hall.

The Holy Lord of Cold Gun is a Gun Gun!

There is also the holy artifact, the cold cold sky gun in hand.

But he still couldn't stop Ye Qing's footsteps.

This is something that the ancestor of destruction and the ancestor of destiny were never expected.

"Shih!"

The massacre continues.

Ye Qing fought into the camp of the Temple of Destiny.

Start killing.

Wherever you pass, there are corpses.

Below the sixth level of the Holy Martial Arts, it is impossible to resist Ye Qing's fatal sword.

The power of the holy weapon Shura Blood Sword made the strong men in the two temples feel cold.

They did not expect that the Holy Lord of Han Gun had already taken action and used a terrible killing move, but Ye Qing was not affected.

Soon, in the Temple of Destiny, three Supreme Elders were in different places.

Ye Qing's sword made them desperate.

Whenever the sword is slashed out, the strong will fall.

The Shura Blood Sword absorbed the essence and blood of those strong men and emitted even more powerful pressure.

Not far away, the face of the Holy Lord Hang was as gloomy as water.

The eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

This was the first time he had suffered such humiliation.

With his identity and strength, he could not even handle a small person in the imperial martial arts realm.

"Frozen Gun Intention!"

The Holy Lord of Cold Spear carried the Frost and Cold Sky Spear and rushed over.

The terrible gun intent covers the sky and the sun.

Above the void, there are layers of frost.

Ice the will of the gun, freeze everything.

The moment the Hang Gun Saint shot, the void was blocked.

The terrifying cold air swept towards Ye Qing.

"break!"

Ye Qing's face remained unchanged.
Chapter completed!