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  Fang Lin was secretly shocked, his spiritual power now also considered to be quite high, and his perception of this terrifying armor was even stronger. After using the detection skill to examine it, he only got the information "Blood-colored equipment"! This shows that the strength of such a fierce object is far beyond his own!

  Seeing that the remaining four people were evenly matched, Fang Lin turned around and slipped away without hesitation. Fishing in troubled waters also requires timing. Seeing that the blood-colored puppet was holding its own against one person, while the four people present who could still fight belonged to three different groups, each with their own ulterior motives, if they expected them to unite and join hands against the enemy, it would be a joke of the century.

  In this case, Fang Lin wants to quietly sneak in, which is even more difficult. So it's better to take advantage of the opportunity to make a few extra moves and gain some benefits.

  He had just retreated more than ten steps with his head down, when a withered hand suddenly landed on his shoulder, making it difficult for Fang Lin to move. A hoarse voice rang out:

  "Don't put out the fire, follow me."

  Fang Lin felt a chill in his heart, but the voice was that of Zhaoquan Dashi, and amidst the hoarseness, there was still a soul-stirring charm that made one tremble with fear. At this moment, he naturally did not dare to refuse, and followed behind the dozens of white-robed divine officials who were following Zhaoquan's back, lowering his head and bowing down.

  After walking hundreds of steps, they were close to the vanguard. Zhuo Quan gazed for a moment and said coldly:

  "With the Sixth Heaven Demon King's corpse as a shield, these guys won't be able to break in for now. But that damned monk took all five Wheels of the Divine Palace with him when he left for Tokyo yesterday and won't return until after seven days, or else how could these few clowns have been so arrogant?"

  Fang Lin was shocked to hear this, and he carefully calculated the time. When the shopkeeper set out, it was exactly when he received his branch mission. The Chunyue Temple is indeed famous for its hidden dragons and crouching tigers, even with the main force gone, its power is still so strong!

  "These people... what exactly are they after?" A white-robed divine officer beside Zhao Quan asked in puzzlement. His status was apparently above the surrounding people, and Zhao Quan glanced at him coldly.

  "Every blade of grass and every tree in the Temple of God is under the control of the abbess! They would not even let them have a single stone from the temple, let alone fulfill their wishes!"

  The white-robed priest knew he had misspoken and hastily bowed his head and straightened up, saying:

  "Hah!"

  A group of people just glanced at the number of war groups, and then turned to a small road on the west side, until an ancient temple appeared in front of them, and Zhaoquan said calmly:

  "Relying solely on the Sixth Heaven Devil King's artifact, I'm afraid it won't be enough to protect the main hall. The abbot entrusted this Spring Sun Temple to me before he left, and now it's in a state of disarray, with scars all over. If I still can't stop those who dare to trespass, then I would truly be unworthy of the abbot's trust. I have decided to use the Great Majesty Frightening Technique, which requires a flesh-and-blood body as a medium. If anyone is unwilling, speak up now, and I won't force you."

  Fang Lin secretly cursed in his heart, of course he knew that the so-called "absolutely no difficulty" was just a nonsense. The unwilling outcome would naturally be the first to be pulled out as a scapegoat. His heart was extremely tense, and he could only hope that someone would stand up and cause chaos, so that he could also take advantage of it to escape. But unexpectedly, more than ten gods around him were all kneeling on the ground, their voices filled with even more fanatical excitement:

  "I am willing to die for my master!"

  Fang Lin could only reluctantly kneel down, fortunately he was in the last row position, and others couldn't see his abnormality for a while. Zhaoquan led the crowd into the temple, stood still first, his mouth corner twitching slightly, his monk's robe suddenly bursting open, revealing a thin and bony body, immediately followed by his skin surface rapidly cracking open, revealing bright red flesh!

  At this time, the hall was also filled with a kind of evil and mysterious humming sound, which seemed to be both the chanting of scriptures and some kind of poisonous curse, causing people's hearts to tremble. The two white-robed divine officials kneeling in front suddenly collapsed silently, like wax melting down, leaving only their clothes behind, as if they were skeletons. As soon as the Blood Meat Skull took a step forward, it trampled on the bodies of the two divine officials and suddenly swelled up violently!

  As the gods were absorbed one after another, Zhuoquan's body transformed into a ferocious image with two heads and eight arms, blood dripping from all over his body, sharp white teeth protruding from his lips, as if he was about to pounce on someone. But when he absorbed the eighth person, his face suddenly showed an extremely painful expression, and he let out a loud cry, causing the tiles on the temple roof to slide down with a rustling sound, before he flew out of the temple in a frenzy.

  The remaining three Taoist priests narrowly escaped death, but instead of relief, their faces showed unprecedented dejection. They stood in a daze, looking somewhat dispirited and lost. In their hearts, not being chosen by Master Quan to help with the powerful spell was an unbearable shame. This negative emotion had almost petrified them, so no one noticed Fang Lin sneaking away.

  He certainly didn't leak it out.

  After Zhao Quan transformed, he naturally went out to chase and kill those foreign invaders. This place was used by Zhao Quan to cast his divine magic, and it must have been an important location within the Chunyue Temple. Such a good opportunity couldn't be missed! He immediately slipped into the inner temple!

  After walking through a long corridor, the inner hall is unusually spacious, which can be seen from the somewhat messy cushions on the ground. If it weren't for this sudden fire, there should have been countless monks devoutly worshiping here. In the center was a statue of a god several tens of meters high, with three heads and eight arms, looking ferocious and majestic. It looked similar to the shape that Zhao Yun had transformed into earlier, but the solemn and violent feeling was even more intense, giving people an unspeakable impulse to worship.

  Fang Lin was slightly distracted, but saw a black-robed divine officer walking out beside the statue, sternly rebuking him.

  "Who are you, daring to be disrespectful in front of the great and mighty Vajra?"

  The black-robed priest's voice was like a chopstick that pierced directly into Fang Lin's eardrum, causing his vision to darken for a moment. However, Fang Lin was an extremely cunning and adaptable person, and he immediately became flustered and bowed down, saying:

  "Sir! An outsider has invaded!"

  ............

  Sorry for sleeping in till now. Everyone, save next month's monthly ticket for me! It's for the National Day holiday! I'll definitely give you a surprise.

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