Chapter 870 The Last Place of Divine Battle

Long Teng is actually dead!

Long Teng, who had obtained the ancient temple, even had a duel with Xuantian Zhaoxing when recruiting many human heavenly beings.

Although he did not defeat Xuantian Zhaoxing, under the protection of the ancient temple, he withstood Xuantian Zhaoxing's three attacks.

These three attacks did no harm to Long Teng.

But now, Long Teng, who had been protected by the ancient temple, died under Luo Yunyang's hand. Such a scene made many people present feel confused.

Xuan Tian Zhaoxing, Li Jiuyue, Yin Yang Zongzi and others all looked serious, and they used their spiritual thoughts to sense Long Teng's aura.

In the past, as long as they sensed Long Teng's aura, they would be able to sense it quickly, but now, Long Teng's aura has completely disappeared.

"Long Teng is really dead. The shadow he left in the virtual space has collapsed." Someone shouted in shock.

Long Teng is dead, but Yuan Gu Temple is still there!

Looking at the huge ball of light that was still shining brightly, many people's eyes shone with excitement.

That's right, it's just excitement, because everyone knows the value of this ancient temple to them.

As long as we get this ancient temple, we can immediately take over Long Teng's position and allow some deities to reach the sky in one step.

But at this time, facing this huge temptation, no one dared to take action rashly, and no one rushed towards the huge ancient temple.

A Tianzun from the Xuan Tian Zhaoxing sect gently sent a message to Xuan Tian Zhaoxing. He said very few words, but the meaning behind it was that Xuan Tian Zhaoxing must hold back.

Xuantian Zhaoxing didn't like this kind of sound transmission very much, but he still nodded slightly. After all, the method Luo Yunyang had just used to kill Long Teng was too powerful and incredible.

Although Xuantian Zhaoxing of the Yuangu Temple is also extremely excited, but at the same time, he also needs to see whether he has such strength.

Luo Yunyang seemed to be extremely calm, but in fact, there was already an undercurrent surging in his heart at this time. Although the process of killing Long Teng seemed extremely easy, only Luo Yunyang knew the dangers involved.

That earth-shattering blow cost Luo Yunyang too much mental energy. If Luo Yunyang's attribute adjuster hadn't greatly enhanced his energy, Luo Yunyang himself would have been unable to hit that earth-shattering blow.

Luo Yunyang could be said to be the clearest about the process of killing Long Teng. His consciousness, through Zhong Bo, felt the entire process of Long Teng's mental collapse.

During this process, Long Teng's mind was like a completely undefended city being directly shattered by Luo Yunyang's bell wave.

The moment he fell to the ground, Long Teng wanted to shout loudly, but unfortunately, his consciousness had been shattered, so he had no ability to shout at all.

"Brother Luo, please!" The suffocating silence was finally broken. The person who spoke was the Yin Yang Sect. He glanced at the huge Primordial Temple, and finally said to Luo Yunyang with a hint of respect. .

As soon as Yin Yang Zongzi's words came out, almost everyone around him took the initiative to make way for Luo Yunyang.

This is the road leading to the Primordial Temple, and it is also the road leading to the highest authority in the place of ancient divine war.

Luo Yunyang nodded towards Yin Yang Zongzi and others, and walked forward without hesitation. For him, this was what he deserved. He would not be humble and could not be humble.

In the Yuan Gu Temple, those Long Family Tianzun who were loyal to Long Teng had already fled in all directions. Although they were extremely reluctant to leave the Yuan Gu Temple, they knew very well that in this situation, they had no choice but to escape.

If they don't escape, a dead end may be waiting for them.

The Primordial Temple stands majestically, and Long Teng's body has fallen on the stone platform made of beautiful jade in the Primordial Temple. The moment Luo Yunyang stepped into the Ancient Temple, he could already feel the huge ball of light shining on the world. Power.

When he saw this ball of light, Luo Yunyang already knew in his heart what he should do.

In the blink of an eye, his spiritual consciousness rushed towards the ball of light. As long as he integrated his spiritual thoughts into the ball of light, not only the temple, but also the ball of light would fall under his control. middle.

Long Teng is dead, and the ball of light that dominates the Primordial Temple has become ownerless, so Luo Yunyang's fusion this time seems to be extremely smooth...

In the Dragon Scale Universe, in the palace where the ancestor of the Long family resides, dozens of candles are burning in the void. Each of these candles represents the life of the Tianzun of the Long family who entered the Dragon Scale Universe. Half of them have been extinguished now.

But for half of the clan members who died, and they were still in the Tianzun realm, the ancestor of the Long family did not feel much pity in his heart.

To him, the deaths of these people could be ignored and were nothing. As long as there is nothing wrong with Long Teng, as long as there are no problems with his plan, even if those subordinates who followed Long Teng into the original land of divine warfare are all dead, it doesn't matter.

"I don't see that your son has quite a lot of potential!" A stiff voice sounded in the palace where the Long family ancestor was the only one.

This voice came from the inner universe of the ancestor of the Long family. The moment he heard the sound, the ancestor of the Long family frowned involuntarily.

The ancestor of the Long family is naturally no stranger to the owner of this voice. It can even be said that he is extremely familiar with this person.

But now, this person gave him a very unpleasant feeling, because this person suddenly spoke regardless of his request.

"Don't worry, no one will find out. This Dragon Scale Universe is your territory after all, isn't it?" The owner of the voice seemed to feel the dissatisfaction of the ancestor of the Long family, and said to the ancestor of the Long family with a smile.

The ancestor of the Long family's eyes were cold, but on the surface he still smiled and said: "It's better to be careful. After all, the cultivation of those three deities is not comparable to ours. If our many years of arrangements are ruined because of a careless I can't bear this responsibility once and for all."

"Ho ho ho, I'll take care of it!" As the voice spoke, a figure condensed in the void.

This is a standard figure of the Xuanming clan. Although it looks a bit old, it gives people an extremely gloomy feeling.

"Your son is quite good. When he comes out this time, he should be able to become a key figure cultivated by Hongmeng Temple."

"Ho ho ho, when the time comes, Hongmeng Temple will be defenseless to us. As long as we can take that..."

Just when the figure of the Xuanming clan was smiling and talking, he saw a candle extinguished in the void.

Extinguishing a candle was not a big deal for the ancestor of the Long family, but when he saw the extinguished candle clearly, his face became extremely ugly.

Soaring dragon! What was extinguished was the natal candle belonging to Long Teng. Long Teng could be said to have placed most of his hopes on it. If Long Teng had problems, then...

"Another one dies. This time it's an unlucky guy." The old man from the Xuanming clan said with a hint of ridicule in his voice.

Although the Long family is his ally, he really doesn't care about the death of the human race at all. But when he looked at the ugly face of the ancestor of the Long family, he had already guessed what he said: "It can't be your son, right? How is it possible? Judging from his natal candle, he has already received a lot of opportunities. , even if there was an accident, it shouldn’t have fallen.”

The ancestor of the Long family said coldly: "It's him, it's really him!"

As a Yuan Zun powerful being, the ancestor of the Long family had quickly regained his composure at this time. He looked at the old body of the Xuan Ming clan and said with a hint of coldness in his voice: "I swear, no matter who it is, as long as He killed my son and I must make him pay with blood."

Having said this, he looked at the strong men of the Xuanming clan and said, "This includes you, the Xuanming clan."

In a Primordial Temple, several young powerful men of the Xuanming Clan sat on thrones carved from black jade. Some of them were meditating, some were practicing, and some were talking in low voices.

In the middle of these people is a strong Xuan Ming with lavender scales flashing all over his body. His figure is a full head taller than the ordinary Xuan Ming, and his whole person has a majestic aura. , spread out in all directions.

"Long Teng is dead!" The purple Xuan Ming, who had been practicing with his eyes closed, suddenly spoke, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice.

Sitting on the left side of this purple Xuan Ming was the second Xuan Ming who met Long Teng and handed over a Primordial Token to Long Teng. When he heard that Long Teng was dead, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Said: "How is it possible? How could Long Teng die?"

"He occupies the Primordial Temple. It can be said that most people in the human race have begun to rely on him. Even if his identity is discovered and protected by the Primordial Temple, he will not lose his life so easily."

"Second Xuanming, what do you mean, are you questioning First Xuanming's feelings?" A Xuanming sitting on the right side of the purple Xuanming asked with a hint of provocation in his voice.

Hearing this, Er Xuan Ming's expression changed, and there was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes. But on the surface, he looked extremely respectful and said: "How dare I doubt the feelings of the First Xuan Ming."

"But it's really strange that this Long Teng died."

"Okay, you don't need to say any more. If you die, you are dead." The tall purple-scale Xuan Ming said coldly: "It's just a dragon, what does it count?"

"Do we need to make any plans here?"

This sentence was said very calmly, but within this calmness, there was a huge confidence that made people instinctively feel trembling.

Xuan Ming on the right was the first to say: "With No. 1 Xuan Ming here, we don't have to worry about anything. Sweep, we can completely sweep other ethnic groups."

"What's more, among the nine major ethnic groups, five major ethnic groups have already formed an alliance with our Xuanming clan!"

"In the end, all the creation of the land of divine battle shall belong to my Xuanming clan!"