Liu Qibian's strength is so terrifying that he can turn into a red moon.

Ye Lingyue quickly calmed down, but now, she was seen releasing a burst of telekinesis.

The power of thought directly hit the red moon in the sky.

"act recklessly."

Within the red moon, Liu Qibian's mental power suddenly increased greatly.

The red moonlight shone brightly, covering the entire sky in an instant.

Ye Lingyue's mental power is not weak, but it is just mental power. Compared with the power of ancient faith, it is undoubtedly an egg hitting a stone.

Ye Lingyue's telepathy was torn into pieces in an instant.

Ye Lingyue's delicate body trembled, but there was no panic in her eyes.

Just when Ye Lingyue attacked Hong Yue, those mind masters who were addicted to Hong Yue's bewitchment and almost became Red Moon believers felt as if they had been given a slap in the face and suddenly woke up.

But at this time, the power of faith came overwhelmingly and attacked Ye Lingyue.

Liu Qibian was very annoyed when his plan was blocked by Ye Lingyue, and he actually wanted to attack Ye Lingyue directly.

It was at this moment that I heard two terrifying dragon roars that penetrated the sky.

The Black Dragon King and the White Dragon King, who were entrenched on the left and right pillars of Yangquan Temple, could no longer hold back.

When the red moon appeared, both the Black Dragon King and the White Dragon King opened their eyes and glared at the red moon.

They have a natural resistance to the red moon.

Especially the White Dragon King, he once witnessed with his own eyes the arrival of the red moon and the destruction of the Kunlun Heavenly Veins.

It was also on this red moon night that the former Luoshui Temple was burned to the ground.

They also felt the power at the same time.

That is the power of faith, but it is not the power of righteous faith. That power of faith carries an aura of darkness.

The White Dragon King and the Black Dragon King flew into the air together.

The scales on the dragon's body shone brightly, and the roar of the two dragons released a power of faith.

This power of faith surprised Ye Lingyue.

She only knew that the White Dragon King had the power of faith, but she did not expect that the Black Dragon King also had such abilities.

Or is it that after the two dragons united, they gave birth to a power they had never had before?

"It's Yangquan Temple. It seems that the White Dragon King has become the guardian beast of Yangquan Temple. With the return of the guardian god, Yangquan Temple has been further consolidated. The temple itself has blessed the two dragons with the power of ancient faith."

In Ye Lingyue's arms, the statue holding the master of Yangquan Palace said.

It was also thanks to Changsun Xueying that she had worked hard to repair the Yangquan Temple earlier and asked many Taoists to pray day and night. After the Yangquan Temple was renovated, there was a patron saint, which actually strengthened the power of her own faith.

It was also in this situation that the two dragons were a blessing in disguise and received a lot of benefits.

The two dragons rushed towards the red moon.

The two dragons, one on the left and one on the right, opened their mouths wide, trying to swallow the red moon.

"Damn the Ancient Dragon Clan!"

Under the red moon, Liu Qibian's furious voice could be heard.

He possesses the power of faith, but because he has just woken up, the power of faith is still very weak.

The two guardian dragons received some blessings from the faith of the Yangquan Temple. Once the two dragons were born, once they confronted each other head-on, the prototype of the red moon they had just formed would be annihilated by ashes.

Qiu Yu saw this scene and flew up.

Her bloody half-scythe slashed towards the White Dragon King.

Seeing that the priest was in trouble, the Red Moon believers also attacked the hostages in their hands. They were like moths to a flame, besieging the two dragons.

Qiu Yu's half-scythe struck the White Dragon King's dragon back.

The dragon scales were as thick as armor, making it difficult for swords and guns to penetrate, but when the bloody half-scythe fell, several of the White Dragon King's scales were chopped off.

The White Dragon King was furious and grabbed Qiu Yu with his dragon claws.

Qiu Yu only felt a huge force coming towards her. Her strength and that of the White Dragon King were undoubtedly like an earthworm shaking a tree.

The dragon's claw pierced her left shoulder, and she fell suddenly.

"White Dragon King, show mercy."

Ye Lingyue couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw Qiu Yu's hand injury.

The White Dragon King glanced at Ye Lingyue and put away his dragon claws.

It has now become the guardian beast of Yangquan Temple, and Ye Lingyue is the inheritor of Yangquan Temple. Logically, it should obey Ye Lingyue.

Qiu Yu fell to the ground, only a few steps away from Ye Lingyue.

"Xiaoyu..."

Ye Lingyue was heartbroken.

If it weren't for herself, Xiaoyu wouldn't...

Qiu Yu's body lying on the ground suddenly changed.

A cold look flashed across her eyes, and the half-scythe in her hand suddenly slashed towards Ye Lingyue's throat.

Ye Lingyue stepped sideways, and the Taiyin Saint's shoulder that she was holding on suddenly let go.

Qiu Yu grabbed the Taiyin Saint.

"You you..."

When the Saint of Taiyin saw Qiu Yu who was in pain due to the evil spirit, her heart trembled.

Qiu Yu paused for a moment, then looked at her ankles. Several willow trees measuring a thousand miles long were tightly entangled with her and the Taiyin Saint's feet.

Behind him, Ye Lingyue was approaching.

Qiu Yu didn't hesitate, and slashed at Ye Lingyue with the half-scythe in his hand.

"Xiao Yu, do you really disown me as your master?"

Ye Lingyue sighed.

Ye Lingyue turned over her hand and grabbed the bloody half-scythe with her bare hands.

The sickle twisted wildly, trying to break free from Ye Lingyue's hand.

Blood was spilled drop by drop.

Blood continued to slip from Ye Lingyue's palms.

"Walk."

Qiu Yu grabbed Taiyin Saint and left.

Priest Liu came to the bhikkhu to destroy the city this time. In addition to the remains of the ruins of the temple, the most important thing was to seize the body of Ye Lingyue, the Taiyin Saint.

In Ye Lingyue's hand, the half-scythe was still in a stalemate with her.

The Ninth Prince and others were also trapped by the pirates. Two giant dragons and a red moon chased each other in the sky without letting up.

Ye Lingyue watched the Taiyin Saint and Qiu Yu board a willow leaf boat together.

The bloody half-scythe in his hand flew out quickly.

Qiu Yu withdrew her bloody half-scythe, and she stood on the willow leaf boat with a cold look in her eyes.

But long before the bloody half-scythe was about to fall into her hands, the half-scythe's trajectory suddenly changed, and she saw a cold light flashing through it.

Qiu Yu realized it was already too late.

The half-scythe turned and passed through the throat of the Taiyin Saint.

The expression on Taiyin Saint's face froze, and she stared at Ye Lingyue in disbelief with her eyes rounded.

She didn't believe that Ye Lingyue actually dared to kill herself.

Ye Lingyue, kill "Ye Lingyue."

Qiu Yu obviously didn't expect this either.

She was stunned, but the Nianzhou beneath her quickly spun and hit the keel Nianzhou.

Nian Zhou underneath him had lost control.

Telepathy... Qiu Yu raised his head and looked at Ye Lingyue.

She controlled her thoughts.

Beside her, the Taiyin Saint has lost her breath.

Qiu Yu was a little surprised, but soon, she stepped lightly and landed on Nian Zhou not far away.

"It's almost dawn, retreat."

Priest Liu's voice entered everyone's mind at the same time.

Qiu Yu and the pirates quickly took Nianzhou and exited the ruined city of Bhikkhu.
Chapter completed!