The fifth temple of the sun 2

Although it is Clem's purification technique in a hurry, Clem is the strength of God! How can the purification he put be simple!

Everyone nervously watched the white beam of light flying into the black gas. The beam fell on the black air, and the falling speed was slow, as if falling into the water.

McCrelyn was stunned when he saw this situation. At this time, McClin remembered that it must not be ordinary people who could come here, but when McClin attacked him, he seemed to be vulnerable!

is another abnormal performance.

McCrelin pressed his forehead and stroked his forehead with an incomparable headache.

Wei Wei'an also reacted at this time and quickly commanded others to deal with everything here. The remains of the annihilation mage were all gone, and the passage soon returned to normal.

The channel was so quiet that no other sound could be heard except their footsteps. Under the hint of Wei'an, they accelerated their pace forward. They walked forward for more than ten minutes, and Mclin and others felt a stream of fresh air flowing in, as if the dull air in the passage had been swept away.

Soon, they saw a beam of light falling from above. The front is already a dead end, and the top is a hole. The sunlight falls from that hole, and from time to time, sand falls from it.

"Your Excellency, please wait here for a moment. I'll go up and check the situation and pick you up." After saying that, Wei Wei'an went to Mclin's luggage and then went out.

Wei Wei'an came down quickly, indicating that McClin could go up.

Old Charlie wanted to hold McClin, but he was gently rejected by McClin. I flew up alone.

After going out, the eyes were full of golden yellow, which made McClin's eyes narrow. And people came up one after another. But the entrance and exit are too secret, so the speed is very slow. The people who came up first had to stand under the sun. The hot air flowed through the surface of the desert and drew water from the surface of everyone little by little. The magics were used to this environment. They silently used magic to float their bodies and kept the dry wind out.

In order to save some physical strength, they tried to shrink their bodies into a ball, floated motionless 30 centimeters from the ground, and silently waited for their companions to come up.

The bald servant accompanied McLean. After Wei'an sent the people she brought to do scouting and other work arrangements, she walked to McLean's side. "This is the fantasy behind the temple. It should not be very safe in the temple, so I can only wrong you to do a little rectification here, and then I'll send you away. Here."

McClin withdrew his eyes looking into the distance. First, he looked at the magicians eagerly at the oasis in the distance, but none of them moved. After that, he turned his eyes to Wei'an, "You can arrange it."

Although McClin said

It was very easy, but McClin did not relax his recovery.

When the people below came out in an orderly manner, there was a thick wolf smoke from the south. Almost everyone turned their necks to the south, and a slightly peaceful subordinate came from the south. Lord Weiwei'an, there is wolf smoke in the direction of the temple!"

The face of the scolded Hou sent out by Wei'an was obviously shocked.

The magicians didn't know what was going on in the south. They just felt a surprise on Wei'an's face. Wei'an just said a few words to the bald servant, and they didn't even say hello to Michaellin, so they rushed to the south.

McClin turned his eyes to the distance. He could see some black objects floating in the sky in the distance, and there was a rolling smoke coming out.

The magicians didn't know what had happened, but when they saw that Michelin didn't seem to react, they decided that it had nothing to do with them.

But there was a trace of murder on the face of the bald servant beside Mclin. The murderous spirit flashed. Seeing that the magicians were almost ready, he said, "Your Excellency, lead the team to the oasis."

Michelin raised his eyebrows and was slightly surprised that the bald servant did not ask for help, and even he did not ask for help. If things are not urgent, how can you leave without even saying hello with the steady, polite and calm personality of Weiwei before? And from the face of the bald servant, the situation over there is very critical.

Seeing McCullin's doubts, the bald servant smiled bitterly, "I'm not afraid of your jokes. The temple you saw before was just a temple. There is a city ahead. There are God's voters in the city.

Hearing this, McClin smiled softly. The bald servant didn't seem to hear it and continued to say, "And you have seen the smoke just now, and you have been putting two long and one short. This means that the Temple of the Sun has been broken! Although I don't know why, but..."

At this point, the bald servant paused, "But my task is to follow you. Although I am the servant of the sun, now I want to ensure your safety, and what you need is rest."

McClin smiled and said, "It seems that I've been underestimated."

Although that's what he said, when McClin saw the magicians coming up, he waited for the bald servant to take them to the oasis.

The bald servant looked at McCrelin and stopped talking several times, but said nothing. He took McClin to the oasis.

Looking at the oasis getting closer and closer, everyone seems to have seen a beautiful woman's luster and a drunkard who sees a good wine. Everyone's eyes are looking at the water in front of them with green light. But Michelin didn't give an order, and they wouldn't act without permission. It was not until Mclin said to arrange to drink water that the magicians stepped forward in an orderly manner, not at all in confusion at all.

McClin nodded with satisfaction, while the bald servant looked at the south with a worried face. Mclin just didn't know that he sat under the shade and repaired the wounds in his body quickly.

And old Charlie and Clem took turns to recover. They were all beside McLean, and the magicians were also looking for a place to rest near McLean after drinking water.

At this time, the magicians were extremely tired. They seized the time to recover their physical strength and magic. Even old Charlie said, let them have a good rest, and the guard work was left to him and Clem.

It was not until midnight that Michelin woke up. When Mclin opened his eyes, the bald servant was still looking at the distance, and the sky in the distance was faintly burning with fire. When Mclin saw several magicians gathered together to rest, he was gratified. He brought out such a team of magicians with combat literacy comparable to the regular army! Suddenly, the pride filled Mclin's heart.

Feeling Mclin get up, the bald servant turned around and looked at the sky and said to Mclin, "I suggest taking an extra day off here before going out of the desert."

McClin crossed the shoulder of the bald servant, looked far away and said, "All the team is ready to enter the city!"

When the bald servant heard that Mclin said that he was going to the city, he didn't understand what Mclin meant for a while, and then he shouted with great joy, "It's all up! Get up! On meritorious deeds! Good fight, everyone has a magic!"

They all see the strength of the bald-headed servant, and usually the bald servant only gives a little advice, and they are already very powerful, not to mention the bald servant now, to teach them real skills? Thinking of this, they were excited!

After lining up, under the guidance of the bald servants, the magicians rushed to the chaotic city ahead in the night.

The development is much more serious than they thought. Ten miles away from the Sun Temple, they can clearly see the black smoke in the city, covering half of the Sun Temple with a dark curtain!

And the bald servant, an experienced man, concluded that only when there was a fire in the city would there be such a big smoke! The bald servant's face became as ugly as the rolling smoke.

After the baptism of the trial road, the magicians were no longer afraid of fighting, and they thought more of the guidance given to them by the bald servants.

McClin looked at the impetuous bald-headed servant and stretched out his hand to press the shoulder of the bald-headed servant: "Wait first."

"What?" A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the bald-headed servant. Does McLing have any other conditions?

"I didn't mean to embarrass you. Although I'm not satisfied that you brought us here without telling me, such a big desert suddenly appeared here, which is not what I can think of. And it's understandable that you come to the Temple of the Sun. But even if there is a situation inside, are you going to rush in with more than 2,000 people like this?

The magicians looked at each other. They were a little stunned, and the excitement just now had disappeared. They shook their heads one after another. Even if they yearn for higher strength, they have to learn! And they are not those magicians who can only set fireballs. Each of them is a qualified warrior! Even if they can't become an army general, each of them is extremely smart. Hearing McLing's words, they understand that the bald servant may not be good for them.

It's just three months of getting along with each other, which makes them forget the vigilance. It's Michelin who really misses them, not the bald servant! Although they heard that Mclin didn't mean anything else, their heads were a little more awake.

After a cold sweat, Kong, a bald-headed servant, immediately calmed down: "I'm sorry, my heart is a little confused, my lord, what's your good idea?"

"Good idea?" McLen was stunned when he heard this. Usually, he had the most ideas for his bald god servants. Did he really lose a square inch, or something? Mclin didn't know, but he didn't want to put the burden of the Temple of the Sun on himself. The reason why Mclin was willing to help was that he was worried about what was really in the Temple of the Sun, and then he was taken away by Pluto. This adds a variable to his killing of Pluto!

McLean didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "I don't know anything about what's going on here. I can't come up with any ideas. As long as you can keep calm, I'm willing to cooperate with you."

The bald servant didn't pull Mclin to his chariot. If it weren't for the very bad condition of the Sun Temple, he would have found a way to pull Mclin into a boat! The bald servant meditated for a moment, "Thank you, my lord! Let's not go directly into the city, but to the third channel.

Looking at the messy city, Michelin was certainly willing to avoid it. However, as soon as he heard about the passage, Michelin thought of the one he had walked through before. He smiled and said, "Does the sun god like to be underground?"

After a trace of embarrassment appeared on the bald servant's face, he said helplessly, "Actually, it's buried in the sand. Lord Sun God doesn't like to care about these things, and we don't have enough to block all this place, so..."

Taking everyone into the tunnel not far away, the sky was a little bright. McClin suddenly said, "The sun god is not here. Aren't you in charge of this 'home'? There are guests coming, at least you have to go and have a look, right?

Hearing that McClin intended to enter the Temple of the Sun, old Charlie came back, "Then I'm going to see a bustle."

Michelin waved his hand and said, "If the real thing is not good, it's useless to take you one more. It's not as fast as the two of us!"

Old Charlie listened and thought it was right. He also understood what Michelin meant, so he nodded and retreated. The channel is closed little by little.

Then, the bald servant and McLean headed for the city when it was still a little dark. Shortly after they left, old Charlie came out of the tunnel. Although he did not follow, he was always alert to the surroundings and the direction of the Sun Temple. As long as there was something wrong, he immediately rushed up. Even those who can trap McClin are just a drop in the bucket for them!

As soon as Mclin and the divine servant walked a few miles, they could faintly hear the fighting in the city! The two of them coincidentally accelerated their pace and quickly rushed to the front. After a moment, they could see the voter's residential area of the Sun Temple.

Now the Temple of the Sun is in a mess, and you can see the conflict and chaos everywhere, among which there are some subordinates of Pluto. When Mclin saw them, his eyes suddenly turned red, but he didn't forget to remind the same stunned bald servant, "Go and find someone to ask the gap. What's going on now."

The bald-headed servant made a "ah" sound. Looking around, he recognized a direction, and the two accelerated their pace.

When a man wrapped in a cloak saw the bald servant, he said in surprise, "My servant, why did you come back?"

There were smoky marks on his pen and exposed face, and there was blood on his cloak. Obviously, he had just been injured on the battlefield.

"What's the situation now? How many people are injured? How is the residential area? Where's Wei'an?" The bald servant's questions were raised one by one, so that the man didn't know how to answer them. After a while, he cleared his mind.

"I've heard Lord Wei'an say that you're back for a long time!" The man's face was full of excitement, and then said, "Now the injured are still in the statistics. The residential area is basically destroyed, but it's all some raised buildings, and it's nothing. The first wave of enemies has basically retreated, and there are still some less important battles left. Because Lord Wei'an was injured and was resting in it, so... we retreated. If Lord Wei'an knew you were coming, he would be very happy!"

The bald-headed servant saw him showing a strong smile, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes, "Let Wei'an come to see me!"

The man suddenly panicked and his eyes flashed and said, "Lord Wei'an, she..."

"Then I'll see her!" After saying that, the bald servant opened the man with ailization and walked in.

"Your Excellency, Lord God! Please wait!" The man shouted in the back, but he couldn't stop the bald servant from opening the stone door.

The bald servant opened the door, and a heavy smell of blood came out of it, which was not as easy as he said. It's just that the injured have not been counted. I'm afraid it can't be counted!

As soon as Michelin entered with the bald-headed servant, a sudden sense of crisis surged from all around! They heard the short sound of breaking through the sky!

And McClin has always been vigilant. He felt the bad situation around him and retreated. But the bald servant was not so lucky. He was anxious about the current situation. He didn't expect that there would be an ambush on his territory, and he was hit by two white bone spears.

The bald servant was stunned by the huge change in front of him. He actually asked, "What's going on!"

No one answered him, but a team of undead warriors rushed out of it, and everyone held a white bone spear in their hands to the bald servant. At this time, there is no living person in the servant.

"C shoot!"

With an order, the white bone spear rushed with the whirling wind and threw it to the bald servant!

The bald servant's eyes are red. Not to mention the bald servant who has now fallen into a crazy state, even the normal bald servant will have a headache in the face of this bone spear in the blink of an eye.

It's okay. He is followed by McClin. McKlin, who had been prepared for a long time, jumped forward and pulled the bald servant aside when the bone spear pierced the bald servant.

The bald servant even saw two bone spears chasing them against the tip of his nose.

Michelin shouted and said, "If you are stunned, we will die!" Don't blame me for leaving you!"

Hearing Mclin's roar, the bald servant also woke up a little. No matter what the Temple of the Sun is now, neither of them is powerless to change. At this time, Mclin's life is more important than the Sun Temple!

Within no thought, he grabbed Mclin with his backhand, pulled one of Mclin's arms and picked up crazily. He pulled Mclin up and shook off the tail behind him.

The sound of "swsh" crossed their feet and made a roar on the ground. Even if they don't die, they will get hurt!

The bald servant who escaped the disaster looked at Mclin gratefully and thanked him for not leaving himself behind. Before they were happy for the rest of their lives, they heard a lot of killings around them, which made their whole faces a little green.

They thought to the same thing: It's over!