Chapter 3886 The Crisis in the Misty Rain Temple

The two figures were entangled in the void, with divine power surging, swords and guns colliding, making dull explosions, and ring-shaped air waves visible to the naked eye.

The space was torn into terrifying cracks. The two figures were so fast that they couldn't even be seen by the naked eye. Only the divine sense could vaguely capture a trace.

Protector Crimson and A Qiao stood together, staring blankly at the scene in front of them. Up to now, the two of them still felt like they were in a dream. They never expected that Zhuo Bufan was so powerful.

"Sister Scarlet, I really didn't expect that Protector Haixin... is so powerful." Ah Qiao blushed and exclaimed in a low voice.

She had never been convinced before because some people compared him with the Crimson Protector, because in her heart, even if Zhuo Bufan defeated the Mad Lion Protector, he could not threaten the status of the Crimson Protector.

Now, she had witnessed Zhuo Bufan's strength with her own eyes and felt ashamed of what she had thought before.

"Yeah, I didn't expect it either." Protector Crimson sighed softly, and then a smile appeared on his face, "But it's precisely because of this that we were saved. Fortunately, I didn't take anyone directly to Protector Haixin just now."

"Could it be that if we went directly to him just now, he wouldn't save us?" Ah Qing asked confused.

The two of them discovered Zhuo Bufan's existence before, and originally wanted to go and ask for help, but in the end the Scarlet Protector still hesitated and chose to change direction, not wanting to implicate Zhuo Bufan.

Crimson Protector said: "I don't know if he will save us. Maybe he will take action, maybe he won't. Even if he takes action to save us, he won't have any good impressions of the two of us..."

Ah Qing nodded in understanding. If they brought Hong Ying and others to Zhuo Bufan, Zhuo Bufan would definitely not have any good impressions of them.

"Sister Scarlet, Protector Haixin and Hong Ying are now evenly matched. Hong Ying cannot break through Protector Haixin's defense..." A Qiao focused on the two people fighting in the void.

Protector Crimson shook his head, "You don't understand. Protector Haixin was just playing with Hong Ying. He didn't use all his strength at all. Hong Ying kept erupting his divine power and increasing his speed and strength. Protector Haixin still blocked him steadily. It shows that the strength of Protector Hai Xin is much higher than him..."

Hearing the words of Crimson Protector, A Qiao's face, which was already a bit shocked, became even more horrified.

Playing with Hong Ying? That is the attitude of the strong playing with the weak, and Hong Ying is the first protector of the Kuangwu Temple, the peak of the God Lord realm...

If this is the case, then the strength of Protector Hai Xin is really unimaginable?

"Impossible, impossible... You haven't reached the peak of the Divine Lord Realm yet, how could you be so strong?" Hong Ying's eyes were red, as if he was crazy.

No matter how he exploded with divine power, his speed and strength skyrocketed, Zhuo Bufan could still block his attack steadily. He was certainly not stupid and understood that Zhuo Bufan was playing tricks on him.

"Too slow, too slow, or too slow... Are you really a trained 'eagle beast'?" Zhuo Bufan shook his head, his face full of disappointment.

"Zhuo Bufan, you are going too far!"

Hong Ying was completely enraged, his muscles squirmed, and a bloody mist erupted, covering his whole body. This was the rhythm of preparing to fight Zhuo Bufan.

Generally, when you reach the realm of the God Lord, you are already an immortal existence. As long as you are not killed by others, you can live forever.

Hong Ying's explosion like this is the price of losing his foundation. Once the foundation is lost, his cultivation level will permanently drop and can no longer grow, or the seeds of his divine power will be shattered and he will never be able to set foot in the realm of God Lord again.

This is also the secret technique of the 'Iwami Falcon' clan. It can triple the strength in a short period of time. Even if you encounter the domination realm, you still have a chance to survive from the opponent's hands.

Hong Ying would never use it until he was in a desperate situation. He knew that if he didn't use it, he might die in Zhuo Bufan's hands today.

"Oh? Interesting."

Zhuo Bufan's eyes flashed, and he felt that Hong Ying's strength had surged several times. He suddenly became interested, and he began to look at Hong Ying squarely.

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In the starry sky that is more than a billion kilometers away from the Temple of Misty Rain, a group of people are flying rapidly. There are about six people. Everyone has injuries on their body, their breath is weak, and their eyes are full of resentment.

Among this group of people, the leader was none other than Xiao Chu. She was dressed in a lavender dress. Her black hair was pulled up into a beautiful bun with several jade hairpins. Her expression was indifferent and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

"Palace Master, is Feng Qi crazy? He actually dares to arrange for people to hunt us down. Isn't he afraid of starting a war between the two temples?" A burly man with a hexagonal black mallet behind him snorted coldly. .

This burly man also had three bone-deep scars on his back. There was a dark green aura floating around the scars, which seemed to be some kind of poison that prevented his wounds from healing.

"Xuanfeng, this is the 'Helu Pill', which can cure the 'Corpse Fragrance Poison' on your body." Xiao Chun raised his jade palm, and a pill fell into the hands of the burly man.

"Hall Master, this 'He Lu Dan' is a holy medicine for healing. It takes a lot of treasures to refine one. My injuries are fine for the time being. I can slowly use my divine power to remove the toxins." Xuan Feng, a burly man, said.

"Eat what I tell you to eat." Xiao Chu's tone was unquestionable.

Xuanfeng is also the protector of the Misty Rain Temple. He ranks fourth in strength and is also a strong man who is good at close combat.

"Feng Qi is not crazy, but he has planned it for a long time. After I left the Yanghuo Temple, he would directly attack me. Xi Leng should have noticed it long ago, but he is also a demon clan, so he will not attack me, but he will not Help me." Xiao Chu said slowly.

"Damn it, when we return to the Misty Rain Temple to gather our troops, we must take revenge!" Another protector said coldly.

Xiao Ping said calmly: "They know the space route we are leaving. They have blocked space nodes along the way and laid so many traps. Either Feng Qi knows things like gods, or there is a traitor among us..."

The Yanghuo Temple is more than tens of billions of kilometers away from the Misty Rain Temple. There are many space cracks and space turbulence. There are several space nodes every hundreds of millions of kilometers. When combined with each other, there are thousands of routes. If Fengqi didn't know it in advance, Feng Qi It was impossible to arrange an ambush.

After hearing the words, several people woke up instantly, with horror and anger on their faces. Looking at the others from the corner of their eyes, a traitor appeared among them.

"Zhen Yi, who do you think the traitor is?" Xiao Chu suddenly turned his eyes and looked at a man flying on the left, with a tall and elegant figure and a face like a crown prince.

The man was silent and restrained all the way. Now that he heard the words, he was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed.

Xiao Chun had already slapped him with a jade palm, and the powerful divine power condensed into substance, crushing the void completely.

Zhenyi formed a seal with his hands, condensing a mysterious mark that was more than ten feet in size and covered his whole body. His jade palm slapped on the mark, making a sound of gold and iron. The mark collapsed, and Zhenyi flew backwards by tens of feet. A trace of blood spilled out.

"Palace Master, I didn't expect that I have also entered the realm of domination, but my strength is still far behind yours!" Zhen Yi sighed softly.

"Zhen Yi, you actually betrayed the Misty Rain Temple." Xuan Feng pulled out the black hammer from his back and held it in his hand, his eyes tearing open.

Divine power was poured into the black mallet, and golden lines appeared on the eight planes of the black mallet, shaped into patterns of beasts and birds of prey.