After thinking about it, Bai Yuqing said in shock: "There are many masters in the Palace of Light, which is really powerful and shocking. Such strength is too terrible, right? Even the three sects and three sects are difficult to resist these people, right?"

"Haha, the Palace of Light helped the Snow Kingdom royal family to end the sect era like a tragic death. If there was no real power, how could this be done?" The one-armed God Niang also said with emotion: "You girl, you have never seen the glorious appearance of the heyday of the Palace of Light... It was really a legendary period."

"Master, since the Light Hall is supported by so many powerful people, why has it declined and declined for so many years? Over the past century, the five great gods and this shadow have never been born?" Bai Yuqing said in confusion: "Not to mention the [Warrior in the Shadow], among the five great gods, any one person can make the Light Hall maintain great glory, right?"

The one-armed god nun shook his head and said, "The so-called prosperity and decline, the glory of the Light Palace back then was due to the contribution of [Warrior in the Shadow], the five great generals, and countless masters in the armored soldiers of the Light Palace, the fundamental reason was that the war god who created the Light Palace was too terrible and was invincible in the sky and the earth. However, this war god suddenly disappeared a hundred years ago, and the Light Palace also encountered a great enemy."

"A great enemy? What kind of power dares to be enemies of the Palace of Light at that time?" Bai Yuqing said curiously.

"I don't know this, maybe it's some holy places of the ancient sects, or maybe it's outside the realm gods and demons..." said the one-armed god Ni: "There were many different opinions in that history, and no one knew the truth. Anyway, the Snow Kingdom finally unified the world as it wished, and the human race prospered, and many past events gradually no one mentioned it."

...

Ye Qingyu was frightened when he watched.

He was afraid that Song Xiaojun would fall due to injury, and was worried that the shadow would not stop Song Xiaojun's attack.

In the void, black shadows flashed like ghosts, dark red flames, lotus petals floated, and wherever they passed, all the black shadows were destroyed. Such a battle was like seeing the most beautiful scenery in the world, but Ye Qingyu knew deeply that this beautiful picture contained terrible murderous intent. No matter who the two sides were, if they were not careful, they would be in danger of death.

Ye Qingyu's injuries were not minor, so I don't know which one to help.

In fact, this level of battle cannot be mixed unless Ye Qingyu stimulates the Five Forbidden State of [Wuji Shinto] again.

Sudden--

"go back."

A calm and indifferent voice sounded in Ye Qingyu's ears.

"Ah?" Ye Qingyu was stunned.

"Go back, don't worry, I won't kill her." The voice sounded again.

Ye Qingyu finally understood.

The person who spoke was actually the black shadow.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Qingyu nodded, thanked him, turned into a stream of light, and instantly returned to the front of the Palace of Light.

When he looked up at the sky, both the black shadow and Song Xiaojun's figure disappeared. It was thought that after the two of them tried each other, they knew that the other party's strength was in the realm of heaven. If they were entangled, they could not decide the winner and lose. They also rushed to the top of the Nine Heavens and let go of the battle.

Ye Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

His mood began to get very bad.

What happened to Song Xiaojun, why did he suddenly stop knowing herself?

Moreover, she took action and attacked her, leaving no room for anything, and she clearly wanted to kill herself.

"Squeak squeak..." The little white rabbit made a sad cry in Ye Qingyu's arms, and no longer struggled. He hurried in Ye Qingyu's arms, and screamed sadly. In his big ruby-like eyes, tears like jade beads rolled down, which was obviously extremely sad.

Ye Qingyu reached out to touch and comfort it gently.

The black shadow may be one of the five great generals of the Temple of Light. I hope he will tie with Song Xiaojun. If Song Xiaojun is not the opponent in the end... There are many secret techniques in Dark Immortal City. If Song Xiaojun loses, he should be able to escape.

Ye Qingyu looked at the sky.

Things shouldn't have ended yet.

"Who will be the next person who appears?"

He suddenly no longer worried about the situation in front of him.

Since the stinky monkey encouraged him to take action, and the palace god general and the god general appeared, it means that the power accumulated by the Palace of Light has made all preparations and should have planned everything long ago. In this contest, what I can do now is to play the role of a spectator, which cannot have any impact on the situation.

Besides, worrying is useless.

He slowly walked into the Temple of Light, sat cross-legged, sat down on the cold jade chair, and used the nameless mind method to start healing his wounds.

[Supreme Ice Flame] is moving into tiny ice silver dragons, tangible and unstable, circling around Ye Qingyu, constantly moving back and forth in Ye Qingyu's muscles, bones and blood. Crystal snowflakes, like the dragon scales of silver dragons, also linger around Ye Qingyu's body.

Time passes by minute by minute.

Finally Ye Qingyu opened his eyes.

The dark fire poison power on the surface of the body has been completely removed.

Ye Qingyu has been injured several times in a row today, but fortunately it is not fatal. With the help of the formation of the Light Palace, the power drawn from the Earth Fire Youquan Sword Pit was finally completely recovered.

He stood up slowly.

Through the light in the huge patio of the Hall of Light, he realized that it was already dark.

"See Lord Lord."

The voices of Li Changkong and Yang Henshui came to his ears.

The two men finally recovered from serious injury.

Ye Qingyu nodded, said nothing, and walked slowly towards the outside of the temple.

Two great lights follow behind.

When I walked out of the hall, I suddenly felt that there was a powerful force surging in the void above my head. There was a strong man fighting in the sky. At the door of the Temple of Light, there was also a person standing.

Without my own consent, someone could actually enter the Temple of Light?

Ye Qingyu was shocked.

When I looked closely, this man was wearing a long white dress, his long dark hair almost drooped to his heels, his figure was extremely slim and beautiful, and he had a quiet and gentle atmosphere, and he was actually the person he knew—

The gentle and amazing woman, Aunt Heng, who had seen in the ancestral land of the small royal world.

"Have you healed?" As if hearing the footsteps, Aunt Heng turned around, her eyes fell on Ye Qingyu, and said, "You are really big-hearted. The situation has developed to this level. She is still moving like a mountain to run into the hall to heal her wounds."

Ye Qingyu also smiled, walked over step by step, standing shoulder to shoulder with her, and said, "What can I do? One great powerhouse has come down. They are fighting gods. I, a small mortal, are suffering. Even if I stand at this gate and watch, it will be useless. It would be better to go back and heal my wounds, even if the Palace of Light is really broken and only after regaining its strength will you have a chance to escape."

Aunt Heng shook her head and smiled, saying, "You kid..."

Her tone was like a close elder scolding her children and nephews.

Although Ye Qingyu was surprised and wanted to know why Aunt Heng appeared in the Temple of Light, she still didn't ask. Like Li Changkong and Yang Henshui who were following behind, Ye Qingyu also looked up at the sky and his eyes fell on the person who was fighting.

There are four people fighting in the sky, divided into two pairs, and are fighting each other.

One of the pair fighting in the east was a middle-aged girl with only one arm and a snow-white whisk in her hand. When she spread it out, she was like a divine dragon. The length and length change were endless. Ye Qingyu looked for a moment and suddenly realized that the girl's strength was still above him and should not be underestimated. The girl's opponent was an old man wearing vine armor. A piece of dry wooden stick in her hand was like a fire stick, and it was also amazingly powerful. She stood at a draw with the one-armed girl.

In the battle circle to the west, one of them was wearing a long blue gown, a folding fan in his hand, a slender figure, a longer sword-brow and starry eyes, and a graceful look. As the folding fan opened and closed, the blade-blade and sword light burst out, and his strength was also unfathomable. However, his opponent made Ye Qingyu feel shocked and couldn't help laughing out loud.

It's a fat man.

The fat man who fought with his subordinates for the valuable things in the military camp.

I don't know why this guy faced the jade-faced scholar. He floated in the void like a big meat ball, holding an ordinary longbow in his hand and carrying more than a dozen quiver pots behind him. While shouting and avoiding the opponent's attack, he kept raising his hand to pull the bow and shooting arrows.

Every arrow shot out, great power burst out. The jade-faced scholar dared not look sharp and retreated to avoid it.

The fat man's facial expression was very exaggerated, both aggrieved and panicked, as if someone forced him to fight. His fat body was flashing in grievance. He looked extremely funny and did not have the demeanor of a master, but he suppressed the jade-faced scholar, making him unable to escape.

Ye Qingyu was so amused and laughed.

Isn’t this fat man ready to run for his life? Why did he finally start to join the battle?

"It was them?" Li Changkong's extremely surprised voice came from behind.

Ye Qingyu looked back at him.

Li Changkong hurriedly said: "The old man with a vine armor on the dead wooden stick and a jade-faced scholar with a folding fan are both masters in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion. The former is in charge of the West Courtyard of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion and is known as the Old Man of Dead Wood, while the latter is in charge of the East Courtyard of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion. He is both masters and powerful men in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion. These two are ranked on the [Dragon List] and are the best-ranked figures in the Imperial Capital. Although they are not as famous as the [Cold-Blooded Thirteen Eagles] outside, in fact, their status in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion is very high and they are the core confidants of the Right Prime Minister."—

The third update.

Well, I'm so tired, I'm going to rest, good night everyone
Chapter completed!