"Child, you made a mistake in hurting Wei Kun first, but the old man doesn't want to have the same knowledge as you. How you hurt Wei Kun, let Wei Kun hurt you, and the grievance will be written off!" The old man said lightly, looking aloof look.
Wei Kun sneered and looked at Han Yu with a resentful look, ready to teach Han Yu a lesson.
Han Yu snorted heavily and controlled the Black Pearl to ram it directly.
The old man's eyes froze, and he patted the Black Pearl with a palm. The huge palm print covered the sky and the sun. However, his devastating palm did not break through the defense of the Black Pearl.
"A first-class ship?" The old man changed color slightly and quickly retreated with Wei Gan and Wei Kun, avoiding the collision of the Black Pearl.
After the old man stabilized, he looked at Han Yu, his face became extremely gloomy, and said, "Child, you are courting death."
Han Yu continued to control the Black Pearl to crash away.
"Let's go!" The old man didn't touch him, and took Wei Gan and Wei Kun away.
"Han Yu, unless you hide on that boat for the rest of your life, I will kill you sooner or later!" In the distance, Wei Kun's resentful voice came.
Yang Fang's mood instantly became dignified. Once the temple appeared, why would Han Yu have to disembark? Without the defense of the Black Pearl, how could he compete with a powerhouse who stepped into the peak of the gods
Seeing Han Yu's calm expression, Yang Fang secretly sighed, not much to say.
One day, the calm sea began to rise, and the blue moon in the sky began to dim.
The blue moon shocking sky phenomenon is about to disappear.
"Han Yu, this... This situation is exactly the same as in the illusion!" Yang Fang exclaimed in surprise.
In the past, they stumbled into the fantasy world by mistake, and Yang Fang was watching the waves rise from the calm sea, and the blue moon in the sky gradually disappeared.
"Wait a minute, there won't be any colored lights, right?" Yang Fang said.
This is also true. After the blue moon disappeared, the sky was replaced by colorful colors, and the sea was like boiling.
"Reality and illusion are exactly the same? Could it be that the real Temple of Heaven Smiting is the same as the Temple of Heaven Smiting we saw in the illusion? Isn't it an illusion again?" Yang Fang asked in surprise.
"That old man was suppressed by the Heaven Smiting God Venerable. He should have a good understanding of the Heaven Smiting God Venerable. So it is not surprising that the illusion he created is the same as the reality. The temple should be about to appear, let's go!" Han Yubian Gotta get excited. This time he was sure that it was in reality.
A few days later, they saw a colorful beam of light soaring into the sky, breaking the water surface and shooting out from under the water.
It's almost the same as what they saw in the fantasy.
The only difference is that the current momentum is far more terrifying than in the illusion, and the Black Pearl can no longer move forward when it is about 5,000 miles away.
Not only the Black Pearl, but the rest of the people, whether they were ships or flying alone, could not get close to that beam of light.
Han Yu's eyes swept around, and three ships came from the Black Pearl, all first-class ships, with a total of more than 500 people.
"So many people came before us!" Yang Fang was surprised.
In this way, they didn't take advantage of them at all. Even if they opened the Heaven Smiting Hall and wanted to get the treasures inside, they would have to compete with countless competitors, and a bloody storm was inevitable.
At this time, everyone's eyes were fixed on the deep sea under the beam of light, so that the arrival of the Black Pearl did not attract much attention.
Han Yu and the others also opened their eyes and watched the sea. As seen in the illusion, a colored ball of light slowly floated up.
At this moment, Han Yu's breathing became rapid.
The more the light ball goes up, the less light it shines. When it is about to surface, it becomes as thin as a cicada's wings, and everyone can finally see what's inside.
Inside is a huge palace, which is as transparent as jade as a whole. Above the main entrance is a plaque with three gilt characters engraved with dragon flying and phoenix dancing - Heaven Smiting Palace!
The real temple is now alive!
The Temple of Heaven Smiting is like a giant beast in the water rising to the surface, even if it just floats quietly on the water surface, it will cover the world and make people bow their heads.
"This is the power that the dojo of the God Venerable Powerhouse should have!" Han Yu sighed.
Looking at the Temple of Heaven Smiting from a distance, he felt as small as an ant. Even in front of Jian Jiuling and the "Seventh Master" of the Six Paths, Han Yu had never felt this way.
For a while, the audience was dead silent, and everyone felt a sense of suffocation.
After a while, all kinds of cheers broke out at the scene, and the sight of the legendary temple, even if the treasure inside was not obtained, was enough to make countless people excited.
Some people tried to get close to the Temple of Heaven Smiting, but the divine power of the Temple of Heaven Smiting was unparalleled and intimidating, and several powerhouses who stepped into the peak of the Heaven Smiting Temple were unable to approach the Temple of Heaven Smiting, and several attempts ended in failure.
"Brother Han, do you think the pressure of the Temple of Heaven Smiting will weaken as seen in the illusion?" Yang Fang asked.
"Maybe!" Han Yu said uncertainly.
Although many of the things that happened before are the same as those seen in the fantasy, what will happen in the future is not necessarily the same.
After all, the purpose of the illusion is to tempt people to approach the Temple of Heaven Smiting and release the Primordial Spirit to attack the Temple of Heaven Smiting. It can be said to be a bait. In reality, the Temple of Heaven Smiting is the dojo of the gods and powerful people, and it will never be controlled by outsiders.
Whether its coercion will weaken, no one knows.
"If the pressure is not weakened, it is impossible to approach." Yang Fang said with some worry.
Han Yu was silent, he would not be a prophet, he could only wait quietly.
There was a lot of movement in the temple, and countless people were alerted and rushed in this direction. In just three days, the number of people who arrived has doubled.
There are as many as several powerhouses who have stepped into the peak of the gods with one foot, which makes Han Yu and Yang Fang feel the pressure.
"As expected of the legendary Temple of Heaven Smiting, it has attracted so many powerhouses." Yang Fang sighed.
"This is only on the surface. I don't know how many strong people are hidden in the dark." Han Yu said.
Yang Fang nodded in agreement, some scheming old guys would never show up until the last minute, and Yang Fang even felt that there would be a strong man at the peak of the gods.
With such a master staring at him in the dark, even if it is a strong combination like her and Han Yu, even if the temple is opened, it is not easy to get a piece of the pie.
Han Yu didn't think so much, and carefully observed the gate of the Heaven Smiting Hall. Daoist Crow had sworn to Han Yu that the entrance to the Temple of Heaven Smiting was based on the "One Hundred and Eighth Numbers of Heaven Smiting" created by the God of Smiting Heaven. Temple.
On the gate of Heaven Smiting Hall, there are mysterious and mysterious lines and runes carved. Han Yu looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see the slightest clue.