"Fuck you, Yan Tianjue, don't pretend to be a magic stick in front of me, others don't know your virtues, and they don't even know what you are!
You are the ones who commit the most serious crimes. You let your believers spread your teachings everywhere, and let some ignorant common people blindly believe in your shitty master of light.
Fuck you, I think you are the ones who have committed the most serious crimes. You can even feed monsters like the Devourer of the Night. I don’t know what you grew up eating. A bunch of scum, a bunch of scum! "Yang Xiangtian cursed a lot eloquently.
Foul words and swear words came on stage again and again, everyone was stunned for a while, and after he said it in a loud voice, everyone listened carefully and deeply to these words.
After Yang Xiangtian had an absolute conversation with Pope Yan Tian of Guangming, everyone listened with bated breath, for fear of missing any wonderful scene, but they didn't expect Yang Xiangtian's mouth to be so poisonous, and what he said was really satisfying.
"Papa papa!" There was thunderous applause.
Immediately, everyone looked for the sound and saw that the applause was not someone else's, it was Zi Luo who was looking at the sunny sky with a smile on his face.
As soon as she heard Yang Xiangtian's explosive words, Zi Luo couldn't help laughing out loud. This Yang Xiangtian is really a talent, and he scolds people very nicely.
Of course she would not be stingy with a few applause, and by the way, she gave her thumbs up and compared to the sunny direction.
Receiving Zi Luo's praise, the corners of Yang Xiangtian's mouth turned even higher.
And the members of the Guangming Temple in this room saw that the source of the applause was none other than their newly-promoted saint queen, all of them leaned over like ghosts, staring at Ziluo with their mouths wide open!
"Saint, why are you doing this?" Someone was calmer and immediately snapped.
As the saintess of the Temple of Light, it's fine if she doesn't stand by their side, but now she actually takes the lead in clapping, what does she mean
"No reason! My hands are itchy, I want to take a picture, can't I? Besides, the head of your family didn't speak, you are farting!" Zi Luo's words immediately caused a burst of laughter.
There really is every kind of master, there is every kind of beast, it seems that Yang Xiangtian's skill is still so much worse than Zi Luo's.
Looking at the Guangming Temple group now, each of them is blushing and thick-necked, and looks ready to kill at any time, you can know how powerful Zi Luo is.
"Hehe, it really is the saint of our Guangming Temple, with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, not bad!" Yan Tian smiled instead of anger, but only he himself knew that he was burning with anger inside.
"Of course I'm good. Not only did I completely absorb the power of the light elements in your angel pool, but I also ransacked all the treasures of your light temple!" Zi Luo completely ignored Yan Tianjue at this moment. What color is the expression on the face.
Hmph, if you dare to offend her, she won't let go of any of them.
Hearing Zi Luo so generously absorbing the power of the light element in the angel pool, Yan Tian never calmed down, and stared at her with a pair of fiery eyes, as if he could kill people with his eyes.
It's just that Zi Luo's skin is so shameless that she can't even fire a cannon, let alone just a mere look in her eyes, she doesn't care much.
"Pope, is what she said true?" When everyone in the Temple of Light heard that Zi Luo had absorbed all the power of the light element in their angel pool, the expressions on their faces were like a palette.
They didn't expect that someone could absorb the power of the light element in the angel pool. It's not like they didn't think that after they entered the angel pool, they also absorbed the mission, but they could only absorb a little.
When she arrived, as soon as she entered, she absorbed the power of the light element in the Angel Pool, and she actually collected all the treasures of the Temple of Light. This really pissed them off.
When they looked at Yan Tianjue expectantly, they hoped that Ziluo was joking, but, facing Yan Tianjue with a gloomy face, their last hope came to nothing.
"Luozi, Ziluo, hehe, I thought I was smart enough to fall into your trap, hahaha..." Yan Tianjue laughed under the eyes of everyone.
After hearing Yan Tianjue utter the word "Zi Luo", everyone was a little stunned. Could it be that the woman who is talking nonsense now is the handsome little boy who fought against the four big families three years ago.
It turns out that there really is such a thing in the world, he is actually her, and Zi Luo is really a well-deserved genius in Lingwu Continent.
"So what if it's me? I've wanted to destroy your Bright Temple for nine years! Do you know why I have such a deep hatred with you?" Zi Luo said, taking out a snow lotus from the ring.
Under the eyes of everyone, the snow lotus grew slowly, and under the sunshine, it was as holy as the brilliance of the sun.
Seeing Zi Luo take out the snow lotus, a sacred flower of their Guangming Temple, the people in the Guangming Temple were a little confused, what did she want to express
Under the curious eyes of everyone, Zi Luo slowly said: "You are not unfamiliar with this flower, this flower is the fuse of this time.
Nine years ago, at the outskirts of the misty forest, you Guangming Temple gang killed our parents because of this snow lotus. Hehe, you killed our parents just because of this snow lotus!
You said, can you not avenge the murder of your father and mother? "A faint paragraph slowly came out of Zi Luo's mouth.
Once again, the hatred in her heart was severely pulled out.
And when she finished speaking, a person in the corner of the Temple of Light finally knew how much crisis he had brought to the Temple of Light, and he did not expect that there would still be remnants left behind.
They never thought that they could grow to such a degree in just nine years.
"You are..." Pointing to Ziluo, he was speechless, the source of this voice was none other than the elder of the Ye Family.
If it was nine years ago, in the misty forest, then wasn't she the daughter of Ye Qingtian and his wife, Ye Ziluo, the trash of their Ye family
Impossible, he told himself, impossible.
A waste who is born with clogged tendons, unable to sense the aura of heaven and earth, and even less likely to cultivate battle qi, how could it be this domineering woman in front of him.
(end of this chapter)