The so-called list of gods is actually just a sealing of energy that should not exist! The meaning of gods is not a canonization, but a seal! Now, the power of seal is opened, and the so-called power of gods is the energy that should not exist in this world.

The amount of these energy is limited, and how much you can control depends entirely on your ability.

While speaking, the colorful light in the Athenian Temple had already emitted a dazzling level. A strange feeling instantly swept across Zhang Xuan's body. He could feel that the light was filled with a gentle energy. This energy was harmless and could be absorbed by everyone, and it was particularly magnificent.

"This is, a new energy system!"

Lan Yunxiao suddenly stopped, "The divine power of the Athenian Temple is not prepared for one person!"

As soon as Lan Yunxiao finished speaking, three extremely strong suction forces appeared deep in the Athenian Temple. Obviously, this was robbing Athenian divine power.

The colorful light that emanated throughout the temple was all heading towards the direction of the three suction forces coming from.

"Zhang Xuan, come and rob, I will give you the Dharma protector!"

The light blue light shone around Lan Yunxiao.

Zhang Xuan did not doubt that he was sitting cross-legged and was crazily absorbing the energy around him.

The same is true for the members of the major forces who had just entered the Temple of Athens, sitting cross-legged.

In the temple of Athens, the colorful light was divided into five parts, including the old man Hehua, the middle-aged man in the nine bureau, one part of the black robe, and one part of the major forces. Among them, the three old man Hehua had the greatest energy in the past, followed by Zhang Xuan, and the collective of the major forces was the smallest.

At this moment, deep in the temple, the three suction forces suddenly increased, instantly snatching away half of the energy belonging to Zhang Xuan and the energy of various major forces.

"Zhang Xuan, the energy is limited, you have to fight for it!"

Lan Yunxiao spoke.

Zhang Xuan nodded, and above Zhang Xuan's head, a lotus suddenly appeared, rotating constantly, absorbing the colorful light, and the lotus above Zhang Xuan's head also turned into color.

Zhang Xuangang snatched away the energy that was stolen by the three people inside, and he snatched back a little more.

Deep in the temple, the man in black robe also sat cross-legged. This posture that was most easily absorbed by energy, he looked at the division of light in the temple and snorted coldly, "Sister, are you worthy of coming here to compete?"

The seemingly ordinary wooden stick of old man Hehua stood beside him, and he murmured: "Opportunity, chance, first of all, we must have fate. We are waiting for this fate for countless years, but how can these juniors compete for it."

Now, the colorful lights on the side of the three old men Hehua are all condensed. If there is any substance, look at the colorful lights on the other side of the major forces have already become particularly dim, and the gap is more than a hundred times more! The three old men Hehua are the most powerful with the brightness on the side of the three old men Hehua.

A smile appeared on the corner of the old man Hehua's mouth.

"It seems that this opportunity belongs to me."

He Hua took a deep breath and was about to exert his last force, but at this moment, the colorful light around He Hua instantly became dim. This dim light was even worse than the places where the major forces were. Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the dim light disappeared without a trace.

There was no more glory around Mr. Hehua, which made the smile on Mr. Hehua's face disappear instantly.

Not only the old man Hehua, the middle-aged man in Jiuju, and the colorful lights around the man in black robe also disappeared completely.

Such changes allowed the three of them to stand up and look at the place where the light was most condensed.

At this moment, Zhang Xuan's entire person was included in this colorful light, which formed a cocoon, completely wrapping Zhang Xuan.

Lan Yunxiao looked at the light in front of him and couldn't help but sigh: "Yinyue, it is worthy of being Chu Zheng. This Yinyue field is really powerful. Who can compete for it under Yinyue?"

In the cocoon of colored light, Zhang Xuan closed his eyes slightly, and the colorful light kept gathering in his body. Zhang Xuan could clearly feel that this gentle and majestic energy was wandering in his body, and at the same time replenishing the energy in the divine bead. The feedback from the divine bead to him was becoming more and more obvious, and the fairy lotus above his head was also undergoing a subtle change.

Deep in the temple, three powerful energy came in an instant. In just two seconds, three figures appeared in front of Lan Yunxiao.

"The opportunity we are waiting for should not be snatched by a junior. He has too strong murderous intentions in his heart. It is not a good thing to get the opportunity."

Old Man Hehua was wearing a white robe and holding a crutch, like a holy priest.

"You dare to get involved in things that do not belong to you. This is a behavior of seeking death."

The black air condensed on the black man.

The middle-aged man in the Ninth Bureau shook his head, "This time, I have gained enough."

After the middle-aged man in the Ninth Bureau finished speaking, he took one step forward, passed by Zhang Xuan, and then took another step forward, leaving the temple.

The middle-aged figure in the nine games stopped in front of Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji's arrogant face instantly broke his power after seeing the middle age of the Nine Games, "Senior Brother, just let me go!"

"Zhang Xuan, he is interesting."

In the Ninth Game, middle-aged man reached out to Zhao Ji's eyebrows. Zhao Ji felt that his stiff limbs had regained their vitality. He was like an ADHD patient, wiggling his limbs frantically.

"Okay, I won't participate in the matter here. There is not much magical power left now. Those two people will not do anything desperately. If you want to go play, go in and play, but remember, everyone has the path that everyone should take. You Zhao Ji also have your own path, so don't go off the line."

"Don't worry, senior brother!"

Zhao Ji felt the two powerful auras in the temple. As soon as he finished speaking, he hurried toward him.

"Zhao Ji!"

The voice of middle-aged man in the Nine Games rang out.

Zhao Ji's figure suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at the middle-aged man in the Nine Games.

"You should do it yourself."

After leaving such a sentence in the middle age of the Ninth Game, he took a step and disappeared into Zhao Ji's eyes.

Zhao Ji took a deep breath, and the Kanglong mace appeared in his hand. The sky was rolling in the dark clouds, and black dragon claws appeared.

Zhao Ji murmured, "Senior brother, everyone has a path that everyone has to take, but their own path may not necessarily be necessary. In the face of some things, you still have to make choices and give up."

In the temple, in front of two powerful pressure forces, Lan Yunxiao held the Qiushui sword in his hand and blocked the light cocoon.

"Lan Yunxiao, I haven't seen you for a long time. Have you learned to be a dog for someone?"

The voice of the man in black robe was full of sarcasm.

Lan Yunxiao shrugged, "There is no way. If you owe him, you have to find ways to repay it."

"If you kill him, you don't have to pay it back."

The man in black robe stared at Lan Yunxiao, and there seemed to be some kind of magic in his voice.
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