NOVGO.NET Chapter 1315 - 364: The Cursed Daughter of Prison Lotus – If All Gods Harm My Girl, I Will Slaughter Every God [Monthly Ticket Requested]
Chapter 1315: Chapter 364: The Cursed Daughter of Prison Lotus – If All Gods Harm My Girl, I Will Slaughter Every God [Monthly Ticket Requested]
Li Che clenched his five fingers, and countless dark golden Divine Firmament Tribulation Lightning instantly gathered above his head…
Shenxiao Prison Thunder Sword!
The power transformed by Shenxiao Thunder!
Even just a trace of Shenxiao Thunder’s power barely belongs to the Three Calamities level of power.
Countless bolts of thunder intertwined to form an immensely huge sword light, which slashed down with a resounding roar!
The Golden Heavenly King Tower Temple God, that massive form, was instantly sliced down like soft mud by the dark golden lightning blade!
Immediately, it seemed as if all the brilliance in the world disappeared at this moment, and the light on the Treasure Pagoda and Golden Heavenly King Statue became completely dim, dark to the point of being unable to see one’s five fingers!
And the wound opened by the Shenxiao Prison Thunder Sword began to continually emit Thunder Arcs!
In Li Che’s eyes burst forth a dazzling golden brilliance, as he clenched his five fingers, the Heart-following Gold Iron Divine Rod in his hand trembled violently, followed by countless rod shadows weaving densely into existence.
Vast Qi-Blood poured out and spread, Li Che’s muscles swelled to the extreme, unleashing all his power at this moment, the six swirling blood-red vortices behind him converged completely, transforming into a terrifying strike!
One strike…
Shattering Southern Heaven!
The wound opened by the Shenxiao Prison Thunder Sword was immediately thrust into by the strike, constantly stirring and expanding!
The Golden Heavenly King Statue and Golden Heavenly King Tower, towering hundreds of zhang high, seemed to have finally reached the extreme, twisting and exploding into countless shattered golden granules, spilling in all directions, cascading everywhere.
The entire Mysterious Temple shook incessantly!
Countless cracks began to spread and interweave, as if spreading into Deceit Que Land, forming a terrifying shockwave that surged outside Deceit Que.
Li Che, wearing the Bull Demon Mask, was enveloped in dark golden lightning, and golden Qi-Blood surged violently, the Dragon Elephant Furnace hovered in the background, resembling a Vast Sun!
Gazing at the collapsed remnants of the Temple God Statue, gold flames flickered intensely in Li Che’s eyes.
“What is this?”
A golden Treasure Pearl, emerged from the shattered Temple God Statue, quivering madly, seemingly intelligent, attempting to flee from the Mysterious Temple.
But someone like Li Che, who couldn’t resist touching a passing Qiankun Jade even with a stray dog, wouldn’t give up on this conspicuous golden Treasure Pearl!
With a fist clenched, he grasped the golden Treasure Pearl in his hand, though yet unable to use Star Plucking Pupil to delve into its nature.
Li Che suddenly looked up, through the cracked sky of the Mysterious Temple above, vaguely able to see the Deceit Que sky above, vaguely appearing as an overwhelming cyan oasis…
Without any hesitation.
Li Che raised his hand, clawed his five fingers, aiming at the ground filled with statue remnants.
“God…”
“It’s time to set off.”
“Summoning Gods!”
…
…
Rumble!
The river, originally roiling with undercurrents, almost instantly, surrounded the Seven Treasures Relics of the Golden Heavenly King Strange Temple, exploding into a ten-zhang-high monstrous wave!
The falling water stream shot down like bullets, pattering unceasingly!
The shockwave spread into the water, becoming tangible, endlessly raging, raging impacting…
Bang, bang, bang—
Many boats were directly shattered by the waves!
The powerful characters aboard the boats were alarmed, one by one they released Qi-Blood, their divinities fell upon the surface of the Grand Canal.
But the shockwave rampaging from the Deceit Que was truly terrifying, a doomsday oppressive force, causing many Divine Envoys of the Temple Control Bureau to cough up blood directly.
All were drenched like drowned rats, falling into the Grand Canal.
Hua Manlou was contemplating how to persuade Wang Kui to wait on the flower boat.
However…
The words had not yet finished.
Hua Manlou’s face turned a ghastly pale, while Wang Kui next to him reacted even faster.
The two soared into the sky, as the boat beneath them exploded with a bang.
Suspended in mid-air, they felt the rampaging blast of the Temple God Divinity as waves impacting their Qi-Blood and divinity.
Wang Kui was relatively fine, Hua Manlou’s expression was extremely ugly, very suffocated.
But, in Hua Manlou’s eyes now, there was only shock.
“Wha… what exactly happened?!”
Hua Manlou’s hair stood on end.
Wasn’t it supposed to be calm, wasn’t it said that this Mysterious Temple would be easy for a while?
Why did it suddenly become turbulent?
“Deceit Que riot?”
“No, it’s not a riot of Deceit Que!”
Wang Kui took a deep breath.
At the same time.
The headquarters of Divine Capital Temple Supervisor.
A figure came stepping through the night, every falling step seemed to freeze the void.
Ye Pengju walked through the void, just the aura he exuded brought extreme oppression to the surrounding powerful characters.
Just a few steps, and he arrived above the Grand Canal.
The shockwaves rampant and spreading suddenly stopped at this moment, becoming calm.
However, only the hundred-zhang area around Ye Pengju was so; elsewhere still roiled with shockwave-induced stormy waves.
Wang Kui and Hua Manlou clasped their fists.
“Governor General.”
Ye Pengju nodded, his gaze intense, his black hair fluttering.
His body like Tower Mountain, interwoven with golden Qi-Blood.
“I’ll go in and take a look.”
Ye Pengju spoke.
He became like a sharp blade, tearing through the riotous Deceit Que Mysterious Fog, charging towards the Mysterious Temple.
However, when Ye Pengju tore through the Deceit Que and Mysterious Fog.
He crossed Deceit Que Land.
From afar, he saw an immensely huge cyan palm, densely covered with intricate patterns, slowly rising from where the Golden Temple once stood.