Chapter 6094 Destruction of the Temple of Gods and Demons (Seeking a Monthly Ticket)

As time passed, news came one after another.

As Lan Luochen disappeared, the strength of the Temple of Gods and Demons was greatly weakened, and after several months of fighting, they fell into a disadvantage.

The Wancheng Alliance and the Iron-Blood Killing Alliance were internally divided under heavy pressure, changed hands respectively, and finally surrendered.

The Shifang Academy, Shenqi Academy and the Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas won the final victory.

It's just that when everyone killed the Temple of Gods and Demons, they didn't find the mysterious Temple of Gods and Demons.

The remaining high-levels of the Temple of Gods and Demons died because of the imprint of consciousness, and the Temple of Gods and Demons was destroyed like this.

Everyone couldn't help but feel a little dazed. The Temple of Gods and Demons existed for tens of thousands of years, and it was destroyed like this? Why doesn't it feel real?

But the fact is that the Temple of Gods and Demons disappeared from the Shenqi Continent overnight, and even the high-level leaders of the lower continents died almost at the same time because of the Divine Consciousness Imprint.

The remaining little minions were nothing to be afraid of, and were soon swallowed up by other forces.

When Yun Chujiu heard the news, her emotions did not fluctuate. Since the moment Di Beiming disappeared from her eyes, she seemed to have lost her joy, anger, sorrow and joy, and only Muran remained.

He eats, sleeps and trains mechanically every day, and he doesn't even say a word for a day.

Seeing her like this, Xue Wuji didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only guard her safety with An Feng silently.

On this day, Xue Wuji was sitting not far from the deep pit as always, frowning, but there was a rustling sound from the grass.

Xue Wuji's eyes froze immediately, and he was about to shoot, but there was a crying voice: "Don't do it, it's me, it's me!"

Xue Wuji took a closer look and saw a dirty khaki snake crawling out of the grass.

If it weren't for its spit, it would really be no different from the lowest-level demon snake.

"Are you the spiritual pet with facial paralysis, little serenade?" Xue Wuji asked suspiciously.

"Yeah, isn't it me?! You guys are so boring, no one cares about my life or death!

You even threw me into the Mist Lake and didn't care about me. I worked hard to save my life and found you.

If it weren't for the fact that I was still bound by the contract, I really wanted to stand on my own! ' said the little color dragon with a sad face.

On that day, the three of Emperor Beiming besieged Lan Luochen at Yanmiao Lake, and Xiao Selong was also brought out by Emperor Beiming to help.

Although it is not afraid of water, its combat effectiveness in the water is greatly reduced, and because of the injury, it will be separated from Di Beiming and others after a long time.

By the time it swam to the shore, Di Beiming and others had already disappeared.

Fortunately, there is a sense between the pet and the owner. This sense is affected by the distance, and the little color dragon can only sense the approximate direction.

So, it embarked on the road of seeking the Lord.

Originally, it was not far from Linglong Mountain, but all of a sudden its cultivation was gone, and the shape of its body changed from a majestic golden dragon to a khaki snake.

The little serpent was simply stunned!

What kind of evil did it do, and why did it degenerate? !

Because the cultivation base fell to the bottom and became the bottom of the food chain, the situation of the little chromatic dragon became more and more difficult.

Not far away, it took a few months to get here.

Xue Wuji was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed ecstasy, and he jumped into the deep pit excitedly with the tail of the little color dragon:

"Little sister, Xiaojiu, look, what is this?!"

Yun Chujiu's eyes fell indifferently on the little Selong who was carrying Xue Wuji, and he didn't speak.

Xue Wuji couldn't care less, he threw the little seren on the ground, shook Yun Chujiu and said ecstatically:

"Little Sister Jiu, this is a little seraphim! It's still alive, and its contract with Facial Paralysis is still there, which means Facial Paralysis is really not dead!"

Continue at noon tomorrow. It is still during the double monthly pass period. Hurry up and vote, ah!

In addition, there are still many pits that have not been filled and will not end. The main line setting of this book is not the same as you guessed, and you can't guess it, hahaha!