Gods Of The Heavens

Chapter 49 The Temple, the End

At the core of the barracks, in a large tent, Fan Xian, who had not even changed his blood-stained clothes, rushed into it like the wind. His eyes were filled with eagerness, and he was gradually developing crazily.

On the other side, Emperor Qing recruited Lin Wan'er's maid to look for the root of the matter. More than anyone, Emperor Qing understood the importance of Lin Wan'er. Even Emperor Qing, who had enough ambition, led Lin Wan'er in Fan Xian. After entering the barracks, he immediately sent people to protect or restrain Fan Xian.

For this reason, Lin Wan'er's clothing, food, shelter, and transportation are extremely tight.

"Chen Pingping, this is how you take care of it."

In Qing Emperor's voice, there was also an uncontrollable anger, and a trace of unsearchable fear.

"Your Majesty, the guards and maids who protect Lin Wan'er have done their best. But God's will. Just now, when the battle, Miss Lin worried about Fan Xian and left the big tent. Who would have thought that a bird fell in the air with a sharp beak and a stabbing wound. Miss Lin, so..."

In the face of Emperor Qing who had some signs of anger, Chen Pingping explained the reason. Listening, Emperor Qing was amused, but at the same time he also had a fear of nowhere to escape.

Could there be such a coincidence in the world? After Kuhe died in the Huadao, an infected bird fell from mid-air immediately. It was even more so coincidental that Lin Waner's beak stabbed Lin Wan'er, causing Lin Wan'er to be infected with corpse poison, and The onset of toxicity was so rapid that there was no chance of salvation.

At this moment, Fan Xian also knew the cause and effect, the aura on his body, and at the same time he was desperate and angered.

"Originally everything was fine, why invade this world, why hurt Wan'er, it was their fault, they damned, damned!"

In other words, the spirit has gone to extremes. At this moment, Fan Xian looked at the bed. Lin Wan'er, who was covered in gray and blue, with a painful and grim face, fell into the demon barrier.

Fan Xian drove everyone out of the big account and stayed with Lin Wan'er alone. No one knew what Fan Xian had experienced this night. All he knew was that when Fan Xian left the big account, he had white hair. It turned his head all night, and his eyes were quiet, but there was endless killing intent and madness.

Fear, fear!

At this moment, anyone who saw Fan Xian felt a sense of fear in their hearts, as if there was a Devil hidden in Fan Xian's body, about to swallow everything.

"Fan Xian, are you okay!?"

But Haitang Duoduo asked with some worry. Fan Xian raised his eyes to see, and a grin was pulled out from the corner of his mouth, and his voice was a little dry and said, "Don't worry, I won't let myself go. Wan'er is still waiting for me to save her."

After a pause, Fan Xian turned his head and said to Emperor Qing: "We didn't kill the dead army last night. When he recovers, our side will not have the power of Master Kuhe. Once the dead army strikes, we will lose. Undoubtedly, for this, we need to find new help, or rather, a powerful enough force."

"what do you want to do!?"

"When I was in the Northern Qi Dynasty, I knew the location of the temple from Xiao En. There are powerful weapons, enough to deal with the zombies. I will go to the temple and try to preserve my vitality before I return."

"Temple, well, I understand!"

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The dialogue between Fan Xian and Emperor Qing did not conceal other people, but many people did not like Fan Xian, because although the legend of the temple has always existed, almost no one has found it, except for the dead Kuhe and Xiao Well, there are only five bamboos with amnesia left.

He set off immediately, dressed lightly, and Fan Xian took only five bamboos, one person and three horses, and headed towards the polar region. When he was far away from the barracks, Fan Xian's eyes were filled with madness. If the expression in his eyes had been captured by Emperor Qing When people see it, I am afraid that Fan Xian will never be allowed to leave.

"Wan'er is gone, so what is left of the meaning of my life? Let the whole world be buried, they all deserve to die!"

Fan Xian had never noticed that he had gone to the extreme of his thoughts. In other words, after Kuhe Huadao, the world consciousness had discovered that he could no longer solve the foreign invaders. As the zombie army continued to pollute the world, The world consciousness is also beginning to fall into chaos and madness.

As the son of the world and the protagonist, Fan Xian, while enjoying the blessings of the world’s origin, he naturally also has to bear the madness of the world. The scenes of Lin Wan'er being poisoned by a corpse and suffering torture are a fuse that will bring Fan Xian’s heart down. The darkness exploded.

Fan Xian already understood the historical truth of this world from Ye Qingmei’s letters. For this reason, Fan Xian believed that the temple, as a relic of the previous civilization, must have powerful weapons inside, the one left by Ye Qingmei. Barrett is the best evidence.

"Although the zombie army is strong, it is not like a god or devil. As long as it has destructive weapons such as nuclear and bombs, it can definitely kill him."

After understanding own strength, it is impossible to kill the zombie army, Fan Xian immediately thought of the pinnacle of scientific and technological weapons, nuclear neutralizing the power of the world.

On the other side, Wu Dao didn't know what happened in the military camp, but under a whim, Wu Dao felt a crisis.

"The bitter lotus is dead, what else exists that can make me feel such a sense of crisis!?"

After repeated deductions in his heart, Wu Dao soon ruled out all the possibilities, locked the target, and uttered two words: "Temple."

If there is any power in this world that can threaten himself, the only possibility Wu Dao thinks of at this moment is the temple that he has not visited.

Then, Wu Dao also thought: nuclear, bombs, and only the pinnacle of such technological weapons can make him feel such a strong fear.

"The historical truth of this world is that it was the nuclear war that caused the destruction of world civilization and thus gave birth to the present era. As the last relic of the previous era, there are nuclear and bombs left in the temple. It is not surprising at all. "

Thinking of this, Wu Dao couldn't help but get a shock. Then, his thoughts passed to the Zombie Army. Suddenly, under the ground, the Zombie Army who was absorbing the energy of Yellow Springs to repair his injuries, suddenly opened his eyes. Then, Jiuyou In the great formation, those Bai Zombie who had been hiding in the snow have recovered one after another.

Three hundred heads were compared to the White Zombie of the Grand Great Master. At this moment, the Zombie Army sent Wangyoutian one after another. Originally, the Zombie Army wanted to use the battle to continuously cultivate the White Zombie, but at this moment, there was no time to delay.

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