Feng Chenglin was very anxious: "The people in the temple over there are about to do it. Whatever we do, we have to go forward and take a look at it..."

He Laodao is almost going away: "Do you two know what the priorities are?"

Feng Chenglin blinked his eyes: "Look at you, old man, talking well, how can you say that you are in a hurry?"

"...The rise of the emperor star means that this person has passed away. He may be by our side. It may be you and I know people..."

Fengcheng Lin nodded stubbornly, "What do you mean?"

He Lao said: "..."

You don't know what it means, click on the head! ?

"Fatty, Daoye meant that the person who usurped the seat of God has already appeared..."

Ling Luoyu paused and raised his finger to the sky.

"At the very least, the instructions given by God are like this...right?"

"Yes, that's what it means!!" Elder He said with a spirit: "It is because of the Emperor Star temporarily that the Divine Lord will move!!"

He pointed to the sky.

"Oh..." Feng Chenglin prolonged the ending: "So the God Lord wants a dragon pill... but it doesn't mean that even if someone gets the dragon pill, is it useless?"

"For ordinary people, it is useless, because the inner alchemy of the candle-yin dragon is powerful enough to burn a person's internal organs, but for the **** master, it is different... with his cultivation level, it can completely suppress To live with that tyrannical force, so as to turn it into his own use little by little, this swallowing force can be stronger than his own cultivation!!"

"If that were the case, we wouldn't be able to let him succeed!" Feng Chenglin said swiftly, with anxious temper: "If you want me to say, let's act first and get rid of those people from the shrines. ..."

"You're in a hurry again..." He Laodao rolled his eyes again: "Young man, there is no hair on his mouth, this is not a prison! Don't you understand the principle of a mantis catching a cicada and the oriole behind? Let's do it, just do it That oriole...you killed these praying mantises, who will go through the fire and water before us?"

Ling Luoyu looked at Feng Chenglin sympathetically, her eyebrows raised lightly, but there was no word.

Feng Chenglin made a gesture of shutting up, slammed and left, and walked to the place where the guard of the palace was.

Around them, everyone was silent, as if they were afraid that they would start flying these beautiful strangers when they spoke.

Before the guards of the shrine, there was an old man wearing blue soft armor. His hands were wearing heavy gloves, and his left hand was raised, holding a different Luan high.

This Yiluan's reminder was slightly larger, like a leader, a pair of sharp claws, firmly clasped on the arm of the old man in soft armor.

"Is this guy a bird training?"

"It should be, otherwise, how could that big bird listen to him like that?"

Two muttering voices came from behind Feng Chenglin.

He walked back quietly, got close to the tree, and lowered his voice: "I said two big brothers, do you know what kind of bird it is?"

The two of them gave him a blank look, gave each other a look, and walked to one side with great tacit understanding, not ignoring him.

"Virtue!" Feng Chenglin was bored, rolled his eyes to the two of them, and walked to the guard of the palace.

They seemed to be ready, and everyone was holding an alien in their hands.

The difference is that they hold Yi Luan's feet to prevent them from flying away.

The old man in soft armor turned his head and glanced at the guards, and the Yi Luan in his left hand suddenly took off: "The palace orders, action!"