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I'm kidding. This temple is a dangerous place that has been famous for a long time.

Especially for Li Yao, whose strength is humble, let alone him. Even if a registered disciple dares to rush in, he will die of death and have no body.

Now Qin Sheng asked Li Yao to be the cannon fodder to explore the desolate Palace at night, which is different from asking him to die.

"I'm from Xianglong tower. Even though Xianglong tower is in the inner mountain, a group of registered disciples have a good reputation."

"You dare to let me be the cannon fodder. If you let out the news, you will be dead!"

Li Yao struggled desperately, shining all over. Like a boa constrictor, his violent Yuan Li set off a storm in a small area, shattering some nearby villas and broken pavilions.

However, this place is too barren. It is far from the real residence of the working disciples. Moreover, there are various complicated array shielding, which makes it difficult to transmit the aftereffects even if there is a fight here.

What's more, it's late at night. Who is not going to rush to this place?

That is to say, even if Li Yao makes a great deal of trouble, no one will find the fighting here.

Unless Li Yao can break out the power of semi holy land level!

Semi holy land seems to be half higher than Vientiane land. In fact, there is a huge gap. You should know that even level 9 working disciples and even some registered disciples can not reach semi holy land.

……

"Well?"

"Is there a fight?"

Dozens of miles away from the temple, a man and a woman were on their way. The man was dressed in white armor. Under the moonlight, he looked very handsome. He was carrying a silver snake shaped long gun. With the sound of the wind, he tore out the sound waves and made a sound like a viper.

The woman's long purple dress outlines a voice that most men want to marvel at, including the handsome man of white war armor who is nearby.

"Younger martial sister Youjing, I'm afraid that the aftereffect of the battle is near the hall of famine." Sikong Hong coughed softly, his eyes moved away from the magnificent place of the purple skirt, and said positively.

You Jing's strength is not very strong, but her face is beautiful, her body is one in a million, and her temperament is also of the top grade among many registered disciples.

Her eyes were moving, and she was afraid. It was obvious that she had heard the story of the temple of famine.

"It's not that there's something terrible going on in the temple of famine." You Jing said in a low voice that she had already played the retreat drum and said: "elder martial brother, why don't we go back now and report to the deacon or ask elder martial brother of xianglonglou to help?"

Hearing that, Sikong Hong was a little unhappy, but that is, the lightning and flint disappeared, and the calm and confident face replaced it.

"Ha ha, younger martial sister Youjing, you are so convinced of the stories forged by those working disciples." Sikong Hong said with a smile, "look at the aftermath of the battle. It's only at the level of Vientiane. Even the peak of Vientiane is not reached."

This younger martial sister Youjing's appearance among the registered disciples is superior. But Sikong Hong licked it for many days, gave a lot of gifts, and made many promises before reluctantly fooling it here.

It's dark and windy in the night. It's also to explore the legendary "ghost house" of the desolate palace. When there is no small move, you will have a chance to hold the beauty back if you act bravely again

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