Chapter 1333

When the smoke and dust dissipated, the gate of the temple protected by laws still stood.

It's just that the huge goalposts are beginning to burst.

As long as Yue Yang strikes again, it is estimated that the gate of the temple, which has been standing tens of thousands of years ago, will become history.

A small corner of the door of the temple was smashed, and the long-hated old man who fell deeply into the ground of the stone steps of the temple was crawling out of the stone pit in pain, moaning in pain while rubbing his old waist: "If the deity is not God rank, with its own divine power to protect the body, today, you, the third young master of the Yue family, must be attacked and killed. Although the old bones are fine, it really hurts!"

"Is it impossible to execute prisoners in this prison?" Yue Yang tried it out. People locked here can be tortured, beaten, and scolded, but they can't be killed by force. Go beyond the ancient laws and execute any god-level criminal.

"Don't talk about the ancient law, even if you don't have it, with such a little bit of divine power in your body, it is impossible to kill this deity!" The old man of Everlasting Regret sneered.

He lightly leaned on the crutch in his hand.

Thousands of incomparably brilliant divine lights emanated from his body.

A vast divine power deeply stored in the body was unsealed in an instant, accumulated for tens of thousands of years, like a volcanic eruption.

The combination of countless divine lights and divine powers, under the influence of the old man's unique godhead, turned into a very peculiar "divine ring". Its color is red gold, and it looks like it is actually set on every part of the old man's body, such as his forehead, neck, and arms. , wrist, waist and shin, everywhere.

The body of the long-hate old man is also changing rapidly. In addition to becoming bigger, it is also constantly regaining youthful vitality.

When he unsealed the crutch in his hand into a purple-gold halberd at the level of an artifact with divine power, his face and body had returned to those in their prime of life in their thirties and forties. The beard is like black ink, the hair is like dark clouds, the muscular muscles are bursting like bursts, and with a light stamping of the feet, a deep footprint is left on the extremely hard ground of the temple. When he stood firm and waved his hand casually, the clouds in the entire sky were instantly cleared, followed by his spiritual thoughts, they dispersed one after another, revealing the entire clear sky above his head.

"You're actually called Tong Hu, right?" Student Yue Yang couldn't help complaining. He is obviously a god, and his body can't age, so why pretend to be an old man?

"The third young master of the Yue family, you should unseal the divine power too! I don't want to conduct meaningless temptations! The battle of the gods will last at least a few days, and I can't wait to have a big battle." Everlasting Regret no longer It is no longer the appearance of an old man. He has recovered his god-level golden body. He is a mighty and majestic giant, at least five meters tall.

Gently drifting down, Yue Yang who landed in front of him was like a little guy compared to him.

Changhen casually stretched out a finger at this moment.

Also thicker than Yue Yang's arm.

Yue Yang looked at each other up and down, he didn't unseal the divine power like Everlasting Hate, but unexpectedly slipped over to the gate of the temple to check the damage there. For his actions, long-term hatred is simply inexplicable; didn't you come to destroy it? Why care about war damage?

"Unfortunately, if there is time, the gate of this temple has to be carried back to exchange for maltose, how much would it cost!" Yue Yang sighed sincerely.

"..." Everlasting hatred made his words so thunderous that he couldn't speak.

Except for that little girl Yue Shuang, I believe there will be no other person in the whole world who would agree with Yue Yang's behavior of carrying the door of the temple to exchange for maltose. Of course, if it's just about carrying it back with awe and prestige, I believe Fatty Hai will be the first to raise his hand in favor.

Yue Yang picked up a huge brick in his hand, weighed it, and sighed: "They are all good things, such good things, how can they be used on the floor of the prison? Besides, as long as the door of the prison is strong, it is so beautiful and dry." Well! If this is not a prison, I would like to move in here..." For student Yue Yang's envy, long-term hatred has no resonance at all: "As long as you stay here for tens of thousands of years, then this place will be a hundred times more beautiful, believe me You won't feel anything either."

Changhen's feeling for Guangming Mountain is to vomit.

He's lived here for far too long.

If he could change it, he would rather live in a dilapidated hut under the Tongtian Tower than in this magnificent central temple.

"Blessings will not be enjoyed!" Student Yue Yang shook his head and sighed, and then transformed into the Seven Star Pillar of the Prison Emperor in his hand, and hit as soon as he said, without any politeness and hypocrisy. superior.

Changhen smashed half of his body under the stone slab.

But the look on the face.

Nothing has changed.

He waited for Yue Yang to raise the 'Prison Emperor's Seven Star Pillar' again, and asked calmly: "Is it finally possible to start the fight?"

Yue Yang's second heavy blow came down as quickly as lightning, while he answered leisurely: "You are a senior, why don't you just let me, a junior, do three tricks."

The purple-gold halberd tore apart the sky, and the place where the golden halberd struck and pierced, the divine power was unmatched, and everything in the world was turned into dust. Yue Yang narrowly escaped with the mysterious three moves, and the afterimage instantly annihilated the divine power erupting from the tip of the halberd. On the extremely hard stone steps of the temple, a huge pit with a length of one thousand meters, a width of about five meters and a depth of three meters appeared instantly. .

"The old ghost of tens of thousands of years really has a hand!" Yue Yang flashed on the top of the gate of the temple with the huge Prison Emperor's Seven Star Pillar on his shoulders, and calmly took out a chicken leg with his other hand, gnawing on it once and for all .

"The speed is good." Changhen's right hand holding the halberd hung down, and his left hand raised.

Under the control of divine power, the light wheel behind him turned into thousands of golden spears, spreading all over the sky.

A special power of law that he comprehended with his personal talent and condensed with his godhead is like a silk net, implicated in every spear tip, interweaving a law space with a diameter of 10,000 meters, enveloping himself and Yueyang Inside. With the chicken leg in his hand, Yue Yang lightly touched it with the power of law, and instantly destroyed the delicious chicken leg, not even a little bit of powder left.

Yue Yang's eyes were bigger than a cow's: "Old man, you don't know how? The power of the law is so awesome? Give me back my chicken leg!"

Changhen sneered: "Under my heart-cone law, as long as you touch any divine spear or any strand of divine thread, you will be punished by the supreme law. The slightest punishment is equal to ten thousand. The pain of an arrow piercing the heart! If you don’t believe it, try it!”

For the extremely mindless behavior of "try it, try it", Yue Yang has always been respectful and insensitive.

"You think I'm that bastard Fatty Hai?"

Even Fatty Hai would not try the punishment of the power of the law. He is a second, but he has not yet reached such a pitiful situation as a second!