Nightfall

For the country, the year is like everyone ’s name, not necessarily loud, but it must be, so all countries in the world have their own years, which can be truly remembered by the people and can be effectively used in daily life. There are only two kinds since the millennium.

Time passed and came to the 16th year of the Tang Dynasty Tianqi, that is, 3447 years of Xiling Dazhi. In the spring of this year, many stories happened.

Dao Ye Yehongyu, after leaving the Xiling Temple for a full year, finally returned. She watched countless horrified eyes, killed Chen Bachi, and then walked into the black Temple of Verdict.

At the moment when she stepped into the temple, an extremely majestic sound rang from the depths of the hall. A huge sound wave hit the wall made of black boulders, shattered into countless fine and harsh, like sharp steel needles, and came instantly Before her, she enveloped her body.

"Are you the first person to betray the temple and dare to come back, did you come to be punished?"

A majestic voice like ten thousand steel needles pierced the eardrum, Ye Hongyu frowned slightly, but nothing happened, but looked indifferently into the depths of the temple.

There is a dazzling bead curtain deep inside the temple. After the bead curtain, you can vaguely see the huge blood-colored jade **** seat, and you can see the majestic figure on the seat.

As in the past years, this voice rang from the Moyu Divine Apocalypse, stirring up the cold divinity, overlooking all the contempt in the world, even with some mocking today.

Ye Hongyu ’s faith is extremely pious and truly pious, so she does n’t think that leaving Xiling Temple represents betrayal at all, but she does n’t want to make any excuses for the voice behind the curtain at this time, she just wants to go there. Before the bead curtain, finish what you plan to do.

She thought so, so she did.

She walked quietly toward the Temple of Adjudication, the blue kimono slowly floating on the black smooth ground, just like a green leaf walking in the dark night, unremarkable but very eye-catching.

A priest of the adjudication division stood next to the stone pillar, watching her sternly shouting, "Come on!"

There was also a ruling division priest who angered and shouted: "Ragulous!"

More priests poured out, the red robes swelled like blood on the vast black ground, but they gathered into a lake of blood, and the raging and cold screams kept saying: "Come on!"

Thunderous shouts did not make Ye Hongyu's expression change a little, she was still so calm, so indifferent, the distance of each step was exactly the same.

Ye Hongyu's belief in Haotian is impeccable, but she is not the foolish believer who burst into tears when she saw the temple. Nothing but Haotian can make her feel respectful. So in the face of the pressure to teach and judge the throne, she did not choose to succumb, but she resolutely left the Xiling Temple and did not hesitate to bear the guilt of the Taoist traitor, so she will return to the Xiling Temple today and walk towards the curtain of beads.

She was originally a very arrogant person. She did all the arrogant things, so how can these red-dressed priests in the black temple reprimand her for being arrogant, and how can she be touched in the slightest?

She walked deep into the temple.

The ruling priests wearing **** robes were extremely angry, trembling with anger and flushing their faces, but strangely, no one dared to stop in front of her and dare to show her

Ye Hongyu walked into the priests, and the priests retreated in fear, letting a passage open, as if a green leaf fell into the **** blood lake, and the lake retreated to the shore separately, and did not dare to touch the green leaf.

Finally, she walked from outside the temple to the bead curtain.

She stopped and looked down calmly, only to see that behind the curtain, she ruled the Great Priest Mo Yu, who held her jaw with her hand, as if she was thinking about something complicated.

Ye Hongyu bowed his head to salute, calm and calm, just like before she went to the wasteland, every time she came to the temple and met the ruling God seat behind the curtain.

Salute represents respect and bowing represents obedience.

The ruling grand prince slightly raised his head, and his cold and powerful eyes fell on her through the bead curtain, and said plainly and undoubtedly: "Kneel down."

This voice was not very loud, but it made those red robe priests who were in a state of sorrow to wake up and wanted to understand many things. The dignity was disrespected and provoked by the angry anger, which immediately overwhelmed the name Dao Chi Jiwei left to them.

Even if you meet the opportunity to repeat the strength, even if you are still that terrible Dao idiot, but here is the Temple of Judgment, behind the bead curtain is the invincible Judgment God, what can you do except kneel?

They raised their arms and pointed to Ye Hongyu, whose head was lowered in front of the bead curtain, and shouted in unison: "Kneel!"

"Kneel!"

"Kneel!"

These voices, either angry or excited or cold or cruel, gradually merged together and became extremely neat, resounding like a thunder in the quiet black temple.

When Ye Hongyu was a Dao idiot, he never knelt in front of the bead curtain, even if it was the ruling **** seat behind the curtain. Later, when she was not a Dao idiot, she once knelt in front of the bead curtain, and that kneeling was to judge the deliberate pressure and infinite humiliation imposed on her by the temple. From that day on, she vowed that she would never step into the Temple of Judgment again unless she could gain the power to not kneel again.

Today she entered the Temple of Adjudication, so of course she would not kneel again.

"I only kneel the one who deserves my kneeling." Ye Hongyu said.

After the curtain, he ruled that the Grand Priest sat slowly and said indifferently, "For example?"

Ye Hongyu said: "For example, Haotian, for example, the Lord of the Lord, for example, palm religion, for example, the oracle of the gods, for example, the lotus birth, but in these examples, there is no name for your god."

The ruling great priest said coldly, "You dare to compare this seat with the demon of Liansheng!"

Ye Hongyu said: "You are not as good as a dead lotus in the constellation of the constellation, and it is really not right to compare you with him."

Ruling the Grand Priest suddenly laughed, and the laughter was full of violent and cold meaning: "Do n’t think that the gods protect you, do n’t think that you have a brother, this seat really dare not kill you! Do n’t forget here It ’s the Temple of Adjudication, we have special rules from Haotian! "

Ye Hongyu raised his head and said indifferently: "The anger of the ruling should be turned into the fire of Haotian, but the anger of the gods can only be turned into laughter now, which is really ridiculous."

A soft grunt sounded behind the curtain, because as Ye Hongyu raised his head, it was ruled that Grand Priest discovered something very unexpected and interesting, so he decided to let her survive.

"Unexpectedly, you not only restored the realm, and even succeeded in breaking through the realm. It was indeed beyond my expectation. You are very clear about the rules of the temple. Then come back and be the chair."

Ruling that the temple is punishing the world on behalf of Hao Tian, ​​following the rules of unusual reality and ruthlessness, the strong represents everything, and the weak should be bullied. No matter the power but the rank, it is only related to the strength of the strength. Then you will no longer be eligible for power status, and should not even be alive again. If you become strong again, then you can regain power status.

Ye Hongyu forcibly fell out of poverty on the wasteland, her strength was severely impaired, and there was no hope of recovery. So she saw coldness and suffered many humiliations. Now that she has recovered and even has more powerful strength, then she has In order to no longer be humiliated, but those things that once were erased by the sentence of the Grand Priest, as if never happened?

This is an unimaginable thing for people outside the ruling temple, but it is a matter of course for those ruling the temple. Those priests in red robes listened to the ordinance of the ruling divine seat and stopped quickly After yelling at Ye Hongyu, he calmly stepped aside.

In the opinion of the priests who ruled the temple, Ye Hongyu asked for nothing more than this sentence of the gods.

The grand priest of the Xiling Temple is known as Haotian, above the throne, and the status is extremely respected. Even the masters ca n’t blame them at will. How can they apologize to mortals? The Great Priest of the Ruling agreed that Ye Hongyu would return to the Temple and let her continue to serve as the Chief of the Ruling Division, which was already forgiving enough.

Ruling that the temple has not always been a place of tolerance.

Ye Hongyu is not a tolerant person.

After hearing the sentence of ruling the Great Priest, she smiled slightly.

At the moment when the beautiful face showed a smile, many pictures appeared in front of Ye Hongyu.

On the Yanming Lake in the snow and snow, Ning lacked the powerful iron gun and pulled out the Park knife inconceivably. However, with the sword as the sword, of course, he punctured the belly of Xiahou unstoppably.

In the stone house of the Xiling Temple, under the dim light, she tore open the envelope and took out the letter paper, and the clumsy sword on the paper became a turbulent river.

In the corpse of bones, the skinny lotus lotus seat, clutching his shoulders tightly, bowed his head calmly and compassionately, and tore a piece of flesh off his shoulder.

At the bottom of Daming Lake, countless sharp stones blocked the way. She lowered her body and wiped the blue marks on a stone, and saw the two sword marks left by Mr. Shu Ke.

Countless pictures flashed quickly in front of Ye Hongyu.

The two sword marks finally merged together, falling on the yellow paper, falling on the snow lake, falling in her eyes, falling in her heart, into the sword sheath on her waist.

Ye Hongyu draws his sword out of the sheath.

This is the sword.

Then she pierced the bead curtain with a sword.

Stabbed at the Great Priest.

The black Temple of Judgment, shrouded in the bright light of the late spring, is particularly solemn and solemn, and at this moment, countless dust rushed out from the temple and ran down the stone steps to Yaping.

In the white temple at the highest point, a thunder sounded, as if the gods were also shocked and puzzled.

In another shrine, the oracle priest sighed softly.

In the ruling temple, the red robe priests fell to the ground one after another.

That bead curtain was already broken.

Ye Hongyu stands behind the bead curtain and before the constellation.

Her right hand holding the sword shivered slightly, and her pale face seemed extremely indifferent.

She pulled the sword out of the chest of the arbiter.

Countless blood splatters from the horrible wounds in the chest of the ruling grand priest. The **** robe instantly dyed the blue gown of Ye Hongyu.

The ruling Archbishop frowned tightly ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ looked at Jianchuang on his chest and said, "It doesn't make sense."

Ye Hongyu looked at him and said, "You said that this is the rule given by Haotian, so as long as I can kill you, I will dare to kill you."

The great priest decided to raise his hand in pain and fury, and then died.

Ye Hongyu pulled him down to the throne, and then sat up on his own.

Before ascending to the throne, her feet need to step on the body of the arbiter.

From now on, she will rule the great priest.

The Moyu God Block is very large, like a sea of ​​blood.

The blue robes on her body were all dyed red, and she was sitting on the seat of the throne, just like the inconspicuous drop of blood in this sea of ​​blood, but it was the most intense and coldest drop.

(It ’s finally opened, it ’s great, but I ’m going to the train station to meet the leader. I ’m in a hurry. I recommended a friend ’s book yesterday. As a result, the title was written incorrectly. It should be a dark side. At the beginning of September, I sincerely invite you to vote monthly. I will have very few updates this month. I will explain in advance. Goodbye, thank you all.) [To be continued]