Chapter 930 Conquer

The flames of the six rules outline the hexagram pattern and suppress the laws of the Temple of Dead Bones.

But this is not enough. Fengxueman once again showed his power, affecting the power of faith in Fengshuang Temple, blocking this area and isolating the source of faith in the Temple of Drunk Bones.

Attacking a temple is still not easy even if it loses the elite and core temple.

Just talking about the rules and the power of faith of the temple, the Fengshuang Temple has accumulated over the years, and is undoubtedly better than the Dust Bone Temple. Although it is far from Fengshuang City, the power that wind and snow permeate this time is still amazing.

At the beginning of the war, she brought terrible pressure to the people in the Hall of Dead Bones!

Those who stayed in the Temple of Drunk Bone are fighting stubbornly. Now their temple elites are not here, but the other party has all the elites and are attacking on a large scale.

Without core characters in charge, Yaohui in the temple can only be forced to release him in a small way. This kind of persistence is destined to not be able to resist much time.

"If you dare to invade my dry bone temple, if our great lord knows it, it will definitely make the Fengshuang Temple uneasy!"

In the temple, a lord general shouted, his face turned pale. In fact, they had already had a premonition that something might have happened to the Great Lord and the Elders.

If not, how can the taboo means not be connected?

The Lord of the Dead Bone and others had all their hearts out before, not because they were stupid and did not expect that the strong would take advantage of the situation, but at that time, they had the means to deal with it.

As a chess piece in the border areas of the Snow Kingdom, the Temple of Dead Bones naturally has many taboo methods given by the Demon City.

The temple itself can already use the mother-child teleportation array to quickly recall the powerful people in the temple. In addition, after some taboo means, once they become angry, even if they are in another lord's land, they can retreat within a few hours as long as they pay some price.

Therefore, before, the Lord of the Dry Bone and the Elders of the Temple were not worried that someone would attack during this period.

In fact, the methods around the surrounding lords, including Fengxueman, were also very clear. Before the Lord of the Bone had an accident, no one had thought of looting the nest because he knew that it was almost impossible to succeed, and if he failed, he might not even have room for retreat.

However, now, the great lord of the Dry Bone Temple has become a prisoner, so naturally there is no need to worry about this. The Dry Bone Temple has lost its core figure, and the power of faith and the core of the law are like a mess. This forced defense cannot last long and will collapse within one day at most.

After using many methods, Feng Xueman stood proudly at the bow of the boat, with a proud curve on the corner of her mouth. Since she took over the position of the Great Lord Fengshuang, she has been dreaming about the arrival of this day, and now she has finally got what she wants.

"It really takes that long?" Shen Chen and the others were a little surprised when they heard Feng Xueman say that it would take about one day.

They are not people from the divine realm, so they don’t have much idea about this, and they don’t know that this is actually very fast.

"After all, the foundation of the temple is there. Many such battles in the divine world often last for several months, or even years, or decades." Feng Xueman said seriously. Now the Temple of Dead Bones has lost its elite and core figures, so it is so vulnerable.

Otherwise, even if they have ten times the strength, it will take several months at the earliest to take down the Temple of Dead Bones. In the process, they have to slowly eliminate the core of the temple's laws and the source of faith. This is the most difficult part of attacking the Temple.

"Grand Lord, where are you?"

There are still a large number of strong people left behind in the Hall of Drunken Bone, but they are not elites. These people know that they will not be good today. When they resisted, they screamed and wailed, hoping that the Lord of Drunken Bone will come quickly and repel the powerful enemy.

In addition, even if the great lord cannot come in time and take a step back, they hope that the lords who were vassals under the temple in the past will come and help.

"Haha, your Lord of the Dead Bone is dead, and it is useless to call him any more. Today is the date when the Dead Bone Temple is removed from the Molo Divine Realm."

Feng Xueman sneered proudly. This opportunity was really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. In addition to the elites of the Killer Bone Temple, the core was managed to get the Fengshuang Temple to encircle and fight with all their strength. The various gods who were loyal to the Killer Bone Temple also rushed to Fengshuang territory to support it.

Those people today must have not come back to their senses, and even if they come back to their senses, it is too late. Even if they understand that the Lord of the Dead Bone and the elite of the Temple have fallen, it is a problem whether those people have the courage to come to support.

When he heard Lord Fengshuang's words, the strong men in the temple were all ashamed.

"No!"

"Impossible, my grand lord has the power of an eighth-level god lord, and has three eighth-level god lords. Looking at this territory, which grand lord can compete with it?"

"You lie, don't try to intimidate me!"

The people who stayed in the temple were screaming in fear in despair, and naturally could not accept the result. Now they could only imagine that Feng Xueman was deliberately spreading rumors, trying to induce them to give up resistance.

"Then you keep dreaming slowly, and see if that guy named Dujian can come back to save you!"

Feng Xueman hummed with disdain, her voice was very loud, and almost spread throughout the vast sacred city, which shocked all forces in the Kujian Divine City.

Although the Killer Bone Temple was established lately, the size of the Killer Bone City is not much smaller than that of Fengshuang City, and the power in the city is naturally as numerous as a cow.

Faced with this sudden lord-level war, many people were caught off guard, and some forces that were close to the Temple of Drunk Bones were even more undecided.

In theory, if they lend a helping hand at this time, they will definitely be able to get a closer relationship with the Dry Bone Temple in the future. However, the elites of the temple are now disappearing without a trace, and the other party invades a large amount. If they take action rashly, it is very likely to cause disaster.

Just now, when I heard Feng Xueman say that these people are very scared.

"What, the Great Lord of the Dry Bone was killed?"

This kind of news instantly seemed like a locust passing through the border, spreading into the Dried Bone Divine City, causing the forces that were hesitating to take action to suck in the cold air.

If the core figures and elites of the Dry Bone Temple have been defeated, what courage do these little minions use to challenge the powerful people led by the Lord Fengshuang?

"It probably is true, otherwise, given the current situation of the Fengshuang Temple, I would not have the courage to proactively declare war."

Some of the big figures in the city agreed that this happened very suddenly, but if you thought about it carefully, if you were not sure, the Great Lord Fengshuang would definitely not have taken the risk easily.

This shocked many people. A month ago, the Temple of Drunk Bones had a strong elite and terrifying lineup. It entered the Fengshuang Territory with a massive momentum. No one thought that the Temple of Boneshuang would dare to treat those of the Lord of Drunk Bones.

But not long after, everything changed. The Lord of the Dust Bone and others first suffered heavy damage in Tianxiao City in the other territory, but now they were led by Fengxueman to invade the Great Territory and directly conquered the temple.

This kind of identity change speed is really jaw-dropping and unimaginable.

As time passed by little by little, the people left behind in the Killer Temple gradually began to become completely desperate. The Killer Lord who was longing for him had never come back and could not even contact him.

This made many people in the Divine City believe more and more that something had happened to the Lord of the Dry Bone and his elite, but no one could figure out why it was so dramatic.

No matter how you look at it, the Temple of Fengshuang cannot be an opponent of the Temple of Dead Bones, unless the war between the two sides begins in the Temple of Fengshuang.

But as the Lord of the Temple, how could the Lord of the Dead Bone make such a mistake? When he was damaged, he was afraid that the city of wind and frost would not be able to stay away for the time being.

One day later, the Temple of Dead Bones completely dimmed, and the flame of law and the source of faith were not broken, but in a state of blockade and erasing, it was already on the verge of sleep. Unless someone controls it, the potential will burst out.

boom!

The strong men in the Hall of Dead Bone were already in the abyss. The moment the gate of the temple's law was blown open, they were all extremely frightened.

"There is no mercy to kill you!"

Feng Xueman said coldly, so he naturally would not let go of the remnants of these dead bone temples.

"kill!"

Elder Fengmo and other gods took the lead in attacking and were fighting in the temple, but this time the situation was completely different.

Although the strong men who held hands in the Dry Bone Temple were also blessed by the temple, the extent of this blessing was limited when no one was in charge of the temple.

More importantly, compared to their opponents, they are much worse.

The three lords and generals are all low-level gods, but there are three high-level gods in the opponent's camp.

Moreover, this is a temple-level confrontation, and the wind and snow man naturally affects the foundation of the Fengshuang Temple. At this time, even though they were fighting outside, they still had blessings from the distant temple.

From the beginning of the battle, there was no suspense. The gods on the side of the Fengshuang Temple made a way and launched a crushing slaughter of the gods and gods.

There are naturally many large formations in the Dry Bone Temple, but as a great lord, Feng Xueman undoubtedly knows these things well.

Furthermore, no one presided over those large formations, and they could not exert much power. Fengxue led the crowd to enter and in an instant, they rushed to the core area of ​​the temple.

In a high place, a throne built with dead bones is majestic, but there is no one above.

"Your location should be removed."

Feng Xueman raised the corner of his mouth, and the next moment, he took a terrifying move. The six-balled ball of law flame outlined with the six-pointed star pattern, violently exuded power and majestic power of faith, were all condensed on the Fengshuang Spear.

The Dead Sword God felt a terrible threat, and it was also the source of the power of faith.

But facing the extreme attack of Feng Xueman carrying the temple, the Dry Sword God's throne, which is just a passive defense, is undoubtedly inconsistent.

Bang!

The light and fire were wiped out, and with one blow, the throne was broken and the dead bones were flying all over the sky.

In an instant, the tens of billions of believers who were scattered in the land of the Great Lord, all of whom believed in the Temple of Dead Bones were empty.

That inexplicable throbbing was like the faith totem in my heart, which collapsed suddenly and became fragmented.

Any temple, throne, lord of the temple, and the name of the temple are the key to faith, especially the throne of the temple, which is the supreme symbol of the temple and worshipped by countless believers.

The strong man from the Dry Sword Temple who was still fighting to the death in the temple was as hearted as a knife, and the throne of the god was broken in front of him, and everything was over.

"Your throne no longer exists. Do you want to celebrate?" Chen Chen sent a voice to the blue sky pattern bottle and smiled coldly at the figure suffering in the flames.

"ah!"

The Lord of the Dead Bone exclaimed and shouted. Although he could not send a sound to the outside world, he could feel everything that was happening outside.

The temple he built with his own hands has completely disappeared today.
Chapter completed!