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Chapter 882 The Third Fragment

The whole body was lifted up by fangs, and the pain from the shoulders made the old man with brown robe distorted his face, his lips trembled, and his consciousness was still awake. He could carefully taste the severe pain for a while, and his mouth was breathing a long sigh, his face was pale, and his robe was wet with sweat. He raised his head in a daze, and his pupils in his eyes were not focused.

Xiao Chen's face was calm and reminded: "Take me to the right temple or die, I don't want to say this third time."

The old man in brown robe heard his request clearly, and his mind barely broke free from the pain. The thoughts became particularly clear. It understood that he would not end well after falling into Xiao Chen's hands. Since he was always going to die, why bother to pay attention to his request. But soon it gave up on this idea. Thinking of the right hall of the temple, deep in the lower eyes, the strange color flashed through the silence for a while, it spoke with difficulty, "Okay, I'll take you there" the weakness in his body. After it said a word, it couldn't help but breathe heavily.

Xiao Chen didn't mean to let it go, and said lightly: "Sign up the way"

"Follow this passage, go to the left, and walk to the end there should be a cross passage entrance. After you get there, continue the road below."

A flash of inspiration, Xiao Chen held the fangs in his hand, carried the body of the old man in the brown robe, and his figure roared away.

......

“Along the left side”

"right"

"Cross the cross channel port and go straight along the first channel on the left"

"To the left"

The old man in brown robe spoke weakly, guiding Xiao Chen to walk quickly in the temple passage. Blood flowed out of the wound, dyeing half of his body red, and the blood dripped along the corner of his clothes, making his face paler

Xiao Chen remained silent, but his spiritual sense was carefully sensing the surroundings. Although the old man in brown robe promised to guide him, he did not put down his due warning. Otherwise, if he was not careful, he might be taken to a desperate situation and dangerous place. After all, this is an ancient temple, and there are too many secrets and horrors. Fortunately, he went all the way. While the old man in brown robe guided him, he did not realize that something was wrong. Everything went smoothly.

"Turn right, go straight along the passage, and you can pass through the temple maze and enter the right hall." The old man in brown robe gasped and said, "

Xiao Chen looked forward with a serious expression, but his figure did not stop at all, and he kept moving forward whistling. Just as the old man in brown robe said, the passage in front suddenly opened up, and a closed portal appeared in his sight. This portal looked very familiar, exactly the same as the portal connecting the main hall of the temple on the left side of the temple. It seemed that the old man in brown robe did not lie and took him outside the right hall of the temple.

He stopped, glanced across the door, and suddenly spoke, "You brought me here, probably because you knew that there was some danger in the right hall of the temple that could threaten my life."

The old man with brown robe was slightly stiff. Although it only passed in an instant, the tightness of flesh and blood on his shoulder wound was transmitted to his bloody fangs. Naturally, he could not hide Xiao Chen's senses. Obviously, his guess was not wrong.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, "You have seen my power before. The ordinary temple destroyer is not enough to threaten me. The guardian power in the right temple is at most only at the level of the destroyer. In your opinion, the danger that can threaten my life should not be in the right temple. Since it is not in the hall, then outside the hall, there is nothing outside the right temple. Everything is just this portal, that is, the danger that you think can threaten my life is hidden in this portal."

He spoke by himself, but the old man with brown robe in his hand had quickly turned pale, shock and fear arose in his eyes, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing

"It's okay whether you open your mouth or not. If you guess it's correct, you'll know it if you try it." Xiao Chen said coldly, stretched out his hand and patted the old man in brown robe, and used the power of chaos to seal his body. Then he suddenly shook his bloody fangs, instantly lifted his body away, and headed straight to the closed door and smashed it.

The old man with brown robe showed fear and despair. The next moment, his body used the word "stick" with a "bang" on the closed portal. The reason why he used this word "stick" was because it hit the portal and was absorbed. A strange blood pattern emerged from the orange-yellow gate and quickly extended, piercing deeply into the old man with brown robe. A sucking and swallowing force suddenly burst out from it. The old man with brown robe screamed and his whole body shriveled. Within a few breaths, it turned into a rotten bone, as if it had been buried deep on the ground for countless years, revealing a strong decay atmosphere.

With a "bang", the rotten bones fell on the ground and broke into pieces of bone slag. The blood patterns derived from the orange-yellow gate quickly dissipated. However, in just a few breaths, they had completely disappeared. The next moment, the portal opened silently without any warning.

Xiao Chen's face was solemn. He didn't know that the price of offerings needed to open the portal was to be paid. If he hadn't been cautious enough, he had a clear and meticulous thought, he might have been plotted against the danger of the temple. It would be no exaggeration to call him a murderous intent.

Taking a breath, he suppressed his shock and strode into the empty hall of the right hall of the temple. Eleven huge thrones of hundreds of miles were extremely eye-catching. On the throne, there were tall figures sitting each.

Wearing armor, holding a giant axe, with blood-colored fleshy wings, and large muscles in the temple commander

Black robe, scepter, two soul flames jumping and burning temple sacrifice

Close-fitting silver scale armor, thin and upright body, holding a longbow and carrying a quiver on his back

...

The Eleven Thrones gathered all the guardian forces in the temple. Their bodies are hundreds of miles long, and the breath inside them is as terrifying as the abyss. The far powerful and ordinary temple destroyer. The moment Xiao Chen walked into the right hall of the temple, the eleven figures opened their eyes at the same time, all of which were red, cold and violent murderous intent**

While roaring, the figure on the Eleventh Throne stood up at the same time. The temple attacker took an arrow from behind with his back hand. It was dozens of miles long, with a cold and flat triangle on the shoulders. The dark red spots on the shaft were visible, as if blood stains were settled into a bent bow and pulling arrow. The bow strings were "bang bang" and were pulled into a dangerous and visually impactful moon-shaped shape. The fingers were loosened, and the arrow seemed to have traveled through time and space, and broke through the sky in an instant.

The temple sacrificial sank deep in the eye sockets. Two balls of soul flames surged. The bone scepter in his hand was raised high, and suddenly fell. The obscure and deep dark power wave suddenly came. Several black shadows appeared directly, and rushed towards Xiao Chen with a scream.

The blood-colored flesh wings behind him suddenly slapped, and the figure of the temple commander shot out like a shell with a broken chamber. His strong body leaned back slightly, his hands raised high, his muscles tightly, revealing a fierce and extremely visual impact line. The two-blade giant axe in his hand drew a terrifying trajectory, and suddenly slashed down in the harsh sound of breaking through the air.

...

Xiao Chen slowly raised his head, stepped on the ground with a little force, and his figure shot away instantly, with a black sword in his left hand and a fang in his right hand...

After a while, he fell to the ground with one leg bent and half-squatted, gasping slightly in his mouth. Behind him, the bowstring in his hand suddenly broke in the hands of the last temple attacker, and then the bow body was bowed, and then the half of his chest slid down in the gushing of blood. The section was as flat as a mirror.

Eleven powerful temple destroyers, all of them died at this moment

The outer skin armor is about to merge into the body, revealing Xiao Chen's slightly pale face. He coughed softly, and a bit of pain appeared in his eyes. The Eleven Temple Destroyers have extremely terrifying power. Their perfect cooperation with each other can form a perfect battle formation, so that their powers can be triggered to the extreme, and they have extremely amazing superposition attributes. In this battle formation state, they can even tear the suppression power of the Chaos Realm, and the magical powers released are the combination of the Eleven Temple Destroyers, which is extremely close to the power of the temple terminator. If it weren't for the protection of the leather armor, Xiao Chen would have been torn apart by them. Even if he resisted, the sharp force of the leather armor still caused him to suffer heavy injuries.

But at this moment, it was not the time when he took care of his injuries. He took a breath slowly and mobilized the strength of his physical strength to temporarily suppress the pain from his body. He just couldn't help but frown slightly. Obviously, the process was not easy for a moment and his expression was slightly relaxed. A little fatigue appeared in his eyes. The injury had been temporarily suppressed. As long as the power in his body was not mobilized on a large scale, there would be no backlash explosion.

He slowly raised his head and his eyes fell on the eleventh throne. In the fierce battle just now, the throne was not damaged at all. His thoughts moved slightly, and his spiritual consciousness broke through his body and swept towards the eleventh throne.

After a few breaths, he raised his eyebrows slightly and took a step forward. His figure appeared on the first throne. He took a small piece of nail-sized fragment from the corner of his back, held the fragments in his hand, walked towards the second throne, and took the second throne at his left foot. Next was the third throne and the fourth... Xiao Chen's figure turned around the throne Eleven. Eleven pieces of nail-sized fragments were already added in his hand. He held them in his palm. A faint spiritual light automatically lit up at the edge of the eleven fragments, attracting each other closer. The closer the distance, the more dazzling the superimposed spiritual light became. It slowly merged in the eleven light and finally turned into a finished fragment.

The material is unclear, dark and bloody, slightly heavy

The third piece of fragment

The light of the spirit flashed slightly in Xiao Chen's hand. The two pieces of stone pale and restrained black that had been fused appeared in his hand. The next moment, the third dark blood-colored fragment automatically approached. The fragmentation and depression at its edge were perfectly fused with the concave and concave cracks left after the fused two pieces. The three pieces of stone, slightly black and dark blood flashed away. The three pieces of Xiao Chen's hand had been fused. From the fragments that had been fused, it can be seen that its complete shape should be a regular round shape the size of an adult's palm. Now that the last piece is missing, it can be supplemented. The effect of this fragment will naturally be known.

The stone is pale, slightly black and restrained, dark red and bloody, three different colors merge together to present a completely different sense of confrontation, and then it feels very strange, as if just a look is falling, it will make people feel unacceptable

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, he pondered a little, a trace of spiritual consciousness popped out from his soul, and it fell on the stone in his hand. This was just a subconscious detection. He had done it before, but nothing was discovered, but this time, things changed.

The spiritual consciousness fell on the fragments and instantly merged into it

Xiao Chen was slightly happy, and his face suddenly became stiff the next moment

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