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Chapter 665 Chaos Temple

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    For saints, the law is their foundation.

    Being forced to extract half of the law in this way is tantamount to killing half of his life directly.  And it's the kind of permanent damage that can't be repaired at all, unless he is reincarnated.  Do it all over again.

    This is tantamount to directly destroying the foundation, no matter how many panaceas are used, it will not help.

    Talent has been abolished, and no one can do anything about it.

    From now on, unless he is willing to reincarnate directly and start over again.  Otherwise, you can only be an ordinary saint honestly, and manage some low-level disciples like Nanyao saint.

    "Huh! It's a pity that this person's law is too weak. Even if half of them get together, there are not as many as me!"

    After Song Yifei refined all the extracted laws, it only increased a little bit, and it was still far, far away from recondensing a new law of Tao.

    "The next is you guys!"

    Throwing that dead dog-like Senior Brother Lan on the ground casually, Song Yifei looked at the other disciples of Tiantian Sect.

    "It's too fierce, how can this person be so fierce? He doesn't look like a rookie disciple at all!"

    "Brother Lan was defeated by him, but he didn't perform any martial arts. Could it be that he is also one of those monstrous and genius disciples?"

    "Hurry up, this person is too cruel. He is obviously going to come for real. Senior Brother Lan's action is completely abolished. Half of the laws are lost, and it is almost impossible to restore them!"

    "Brother Xiang, please hurry up and save us!"

    "Damn it, this guy actually sealed off the entire void, and he doesn't know what kind of martial art he is using. We can't break it at all."

    The few remaining core disciples dodged everywhere, trying to escape from here, but found that they couldn't fly thousands of miles away.

    It's clearly a blink of an eye, but it can't be crossed anyway, as if time and space are infinitely stretched.

    "It's only now that I know how to escape, but it's too late. If even people like you can escape from my grasp, then what face do I have to hang around here, and how can I gain a foothold in the sect?"

    Song Yifei said disdainfully: "You want to make an example of me, but I also use you to stand up, lest everyone bully me."

    Song Yifei stood at the highest point of the mountain, with his shawl flying wantonly, looking at the disciple who was like a headless fly, he stretched out his hand to grab it.

    "Come here all of them!"

    In his body, countless streams of true energy flew out like a peacock spreading its tail.

    Those true Qi Changhong swept out, flew directly to those disciples, bound them one by one, and began to absorb the power of Taoism in their bodies.

    Song Yifei struck very ruthlessly, wanting to abolish them directly.  He also has some experience.

    In Xuantianzong, the more ruthless you are, the more people will fear you, and the weaker you are, others will bully you.

    In fact, this kind of situation is not only in Xuantian, he has already deeply comprehended this point since he arrived in the world of origin.

    This world is directly inherited from the prehistoric era, and it also retains the most cruel primitive law of the prehistoric era.

    The world of the strong Only the strong can occupy high positions.

    If you are not willing to fight among the strong, then you can only be trampled under your feet and endure endlessly.

    If you really can't bear it, then you can only leave here and mingle among the weak.

    It is to make chicken heads instead of anchovy tails, although this can be done.  Inside the chicken coop, the situation is overwhelming, but this is the end of your life.

    Without the accumulation of huge resources, you will never be able to break through more.  It can only be reincarnated forever and ever.

    Although the realm of a saint has lived the same life as the world, the world may not have no limit. When the world is wiped out, it will be difficult to escape.

    "Brother Xiang, come and save us!"

    "Senior Brother, Senior Brother! You have been insulted by this person all day, how can you not come out and rescue us?"

    Some disciples have already been restrained by him with zhenqi, and when they can't move, the law of Tao in the body begins to lose continuously.

    They yelled in their mouths and began to call for help to their only hope.

    As if they really heard their call, there was a sudden loud noise in the sky.

    Boom!

    Xuan Tianzhong was in the sky above the nine heavens, and the endless mountain peaks began to shake violently, and Song Yifei's body shook violently.

    &nbspHe felt that an extremely powerful force descended from the sky, as if it wanted to completely suppress it.

    Song Yifei suddenly looked up at the sky.

    In the untouchable void, there is a towering palace.  Like the place where the supreme god lives.

    The light emanating from that palace carries the aura that makes thousands of saints bow down and bow down.

    The palace descended from the void, and with a slight movement, the burst of breath had already disintegrated all the four poles of the world and all the blockades.

    At the same time, the endless vitality in the depths of Xuantianzong began to boil.

    "Chaos Temple!"

    Song Yifei's eyes turned cold, and the mountain peak under his feet had already begun to crack inch by inch.

    The power of the Chaos Temple is really a horrible mess, and it will crush him and the whole mountain directly to pieces.

    The arrogance and domineering atmosphere permeated the world.

    Song Yifei was shocked by the power of this high-grade chaos artifact.

    Originally, he had seen many high-grade chaos artifacts, such as the chaotic flute he had obtained, but those few chaos artifacts were incomparable with the chaos power supply in front of him.

    This is simply like using a lot of chaos artifacts to pile up.

    "Lin Xun! How courageous are you? How dare you disobey my will? How dare you injure my subordinates? You are trying to die! Do you know what will happen to you?"

    In the top-grade Chaos Temple, there was an extremely majestic voice, like the king of all living beings in the world.

    There is no anger, only extreme calmness.

    Under such a calm tone, his words carried an atmosphere of judgment that could not be violated, as if they were punishments from the heavens and the earth, carrying the heavenly principles.

    "You really think you can suppress the world. You are just a little saint. The core disciple of Xuantianzong."

    Facing the terrifying atmosphere, Song Yifei sneered without fear of the sun and cold weather.

    "You don't think of yourself as a god of the past, do you? You really don't have any self-knowledge. You messed with me. It's like making a big mistake. I'll let you know how ridiculous you are."

    His body shook slightly, soaring into the sky with a terrifying aura, his right hand was clenched into a fist, wrapped in true energy, and became infinitely huge.

    The huge Chaos Palace began to shake, and the shock waves emanating from Song Yifei's fist had already dimmed it.  Like a ship in a storm, it will capsize at any time.

    "Challenge my majesty! Die!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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