"Man, how did she disappear?..."

Looking at the empty throne, everyone shouted, and the face was wrong.

Suddenly, the former King of the Holy Spirit who used the sacred tactics seemed to think of something, and the eyes of the man flashed, and the whole person immediately flew toward the throne.

However, just as he was just approaching the throne, a white shadow flashed away. Only the white tiger with blood on his face suddenly appeared in front of him, and his mouth vomited. A group of energy **** of the size of the fist was from the mouth of the little white tiger. ejection,

"Touch." With a dull sound coming, the energy light ball ejected from the mouth of the little white tiger burst directly on the man's chest and burst into the chest of the strong man with the strength of the Holy King. The flesh and blood are blurred, and immediately pour out the blood and fly out.

The action of this great king was seen in the eyes of many people in the field. A little bit of people knew about his intentions. They were not hesitating, and they jumped up to the throne and wanted to sit on it. throne,

"Hey." Xiaobaihu sent a long shout in the sky, guarding the throne around the throne to prevent everyone from approaching the throne. Although it was hit hard, its power was not reduced, and the faintness seemed to be stronger than before. Minute,

However, there are too many strong kings who rushed to the throne, and there are also a lot of sky sages who want to try their luck. With the power of the little white tiger, they can’t stop everyone here. There are already three holy kings. The man jumped over the little white tiger to the throne, and then sat up and scrambled.

The throne radiates a faint moonlight force suspended at ten meters, and its size has already surpassed the dragon chair. It looks like a bed, enough to accommodate four or five people at the same time.

The three Kings of the Holy King sat on the throne at the same time, and they immediately lacked the faint joy of the heart. However, before they were happy, their faces suddenly changed. In a short moment, the momentum of the three of them dissipated. Without a trace, his face became pale, his face was wilting, and then he immediately fell off the throne, fell from the throne and fell to the ground, no longer afraid of it.

The three of them ended up being watched by many people. Several holy kings who just got close to the throne wanted to sit up and stopped their bodies. They stared at the three people lying on the ground. ,

"It's not good. This throne is weird. You can't sit up. The power of the Holy Spirit in the three of them has been completely sucked up by the throne." A horrified voice was spoken from a strong man. Suddenly, everyone in the hall stopped his body shape and stopped to be surrounded by the throne. There was no one to dare to sit on the throne.

In the blink of an eye, the very fierce hall that had just fought was quiet, and the white tiger, who was in the blood, stopped attacking, and a pair of tigers stared at the throne.

The holy device re-emerged as a fist and flew over. It stayed slowly above the head of the little white tiger. Now that the moon has disappeared into the temple, the holy device has also transferred the target of protection to the little white tiger.

"Everyone will go out and leave the Temple of the Moon." At this moment, a vain voice came from the temple. With the voice, I saw a deserted man, suddenly appeared in a white dress. The woman’s body is illusory, not physical, but her looks are beautiful, like a fairy in the sky.

"You....you....you are the fairy of the moon." Seeing this unreal woman, all the people gathered here are changed, and their faces are incredible.

Because the woman’s appearance is exactly the same as the stone they saw in the Temple of the Moon.

The moon fairy is sitting on the throne casually. She is indifferent, like an iceberg that never changes. It gives people a feeling of refusing people thousands of miles away, but it is directly ignored by people in the hall. The arrogant indifference is only a moment on the little white tiger.

"Yuyue Fairy, you... are you not dead..."

"The moon fairy is still alive..."

All the holy kings in the temple are boiling, the emotions become very excited, and the people of the moon are the people, but the masters of tens of thousands of years ago, the first person among the emperors, powerful and terrible,

Now, the fairy-tale fairy who has already fallen is still alive. This is an exciting and unexpected news.

In the temple, there have been many saints and strong men who have already bowed down, and respectfully bowed to the moonlight fairy, and some of them shouted that they would like to worship the moon fairy as a teacher.

Sitting on the throne, the fairy brow of the moon is slightly wrinkled, revealing an impatient color, and the indifferent road: "Everyone goes out. From now on, the temple of the moon prohibits anyone from entering." The moon fairy hand waved, one share The powerful moonlight power radiated from the throne she was sitting on, sending all of the people here to the first floor of the Temple of the Moon.

In the blink of an eye, the main hall on the top of the temple of the moon has become empty, and no one has ever existed. Then, the figure of the fairy of the moon disappeared on the throne.

In the temple of Haoyue, in a completely closed chamber, the quiet moon holding the power is standing here, curiously looking around, muttering: "Weird, how come I came here, this is again Where."

"Your name is Yuyue." Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind and scared the unguarded moon.

Yuyue immediately turned around and saw that behind him, an illusory woman with a phantom body was sitting on a jade on her knees, staring at herself.

When I saw the woman’s appearance, the moon was suddenly shocked, because the face of the woman in front of her eyes was exactly the same as the stone statue of the fairy moon.

"You...you are the fairy of the moon." The moon was staring at the moon fairy, and it was difficult to control the exclamation.

"Yes, I am exactly the moon." The mood of the fairy is very flat. Immediately, the palm of the hand scorns the void. I see the space violently fluctuating. The scene inside changes rapidly, and the sword dust trapped in the array space gradually Appeared in the violently undulating void,

This is just a picture, which was taken in by the moon fairy with the magical space.

"Sword Dust." When I saw the sword dust, the quiet moon immediately couldn’t help but scream, and the look was full of worries.

"You care so much about this person called Jian Chen, I don't know who this person is called Jian Chen." The eyes of the fairy are calmly staring at the moon.

"Sword dust is my fiancé, the moon fairy, I want you to put the sword dust." Yu Yue looked at the sword dust with a look of grief, she came here to control the temple to save the sword dust, but now that the temple is found The master’s fairy tales did not die, which made the thought of getting the temple in the heart of the secluded moon immediately extinguished.

For the Temple of the Moon, the moon has no possession. At this moment, her greatest wish is to save the sword dust.

"Jian Chen is actually your fiancé." The fairy whispered in a low voice, and there was a flash of brilliance in his eyes. After a moment of indulgence, he said to the moon, "Ye Yue, if you want to save your fiancé, then There is only one way to do it now, and that is to worship me as a teacher, you can be willing."