Shengmo Dalu, Mount Laka.
When the three balls of light self-destructed in the Emperor Battle Space and triggered a spiritual energy storm, Han Zhui had been staring at the corpses of the three powerhouses in front of him. Finally, a fundamental change occurred!
The battle domain space outside their bodies, which had remained unchanged for nearly four hundred years, had finally disappeared.
The moment the Battle Domain Space disappeared, the three corpses that had been standing still slowly collapsed due to the exhaustion of external energy!
At this moment!
Han Zhui, who was holding the giant tortoise shell, and the hundred Temple Consecrated Elders behind him moved at almost the same time!
Han Zhui had been waiting for this moment for too long!
After spending so much effort, he had finally resolved the Battle Domain Space outside the bodies of the three Quasi-Combat Emperors. The peerless treasure was right in front of him, how could he allow others to touch it?!
Even though it was difficult for him to fight against the hundred powerhouses behind him alone, and he also knew that his position as the Temple's Grand Hall Master was just a transaction in the eyes of the Temple Consecrated Elders.
Back then, he had used all kinds of magical methods as a mutant and promised to lead the Temple's powerhouses to invade Earth's space. He had coaxed and lied to get the position of Grand Hall Master.
In reality, his relationship with these elders was just a transaction!
If he wanted them to truly submit to him, the best way was to conquer them with force!
And obtaining the corpses of the three Quasi-Combat Emperors and refining them into corpse puppets was the most convenient way!
At this moment, the hundred Late Stage Combat Monarchs behind him all had the same battle strength as him.
If something went wrong and someone else beat him to it, all of his efforts would be wasted!
The hundred Temple's powerhouses behind him also knew the same thing.
As Blood Puppet Technique cultivators, their only goal in life was to continuously strengthen themselves.
For this goal, they had killed countless lives and could even give up their family ties!
And the three corpses in front of them that had been coveted by countless Temple's powerhouses for hundreds of years were their strongest weapons to reach the pinnacle of their lives.
In front of this huge temptation, the Grand Hall Master was nothing!
Because of this, the moment the Battle Domain Space of the three Quasi-Combat Emperors disappeared, Han Zhui and the hundred powerhouses in the main hall moved at the same time!
Although Han Zhui was the closest to the corpses of the three Quasi-Combat Emperors, these Consecrated Elders were extremely confident in their own strength!
Moreover, as long as the hundred of them attacked together, they were not afraid that Han Zhui would retreat!
However, these Temple's powerhouses had overlooked one point!
No matter how strong they were and how fast they were, they could not be faster than Han Zhui's Small World's Small World power!
Under the protection of the Small World, the Quasi-Combat Emperors' corpses, the World, and World World, the corpses, the corpses of the Quasi-Combat Emperors, easily!
As the three corpses were being stored in the Small World, a hundred figures appeared on the altar where the three Pseudo-Combat Monarchs had stood for a few hundred years!
The speed of these 100 experts could be said to be godly, but unfortunately, when they arrived at the altar as fast as they could, they discovered that the altar was empty. The three corpses had vanished into thin air!
!!!!!!!!!!!!! of Of Of Of God!!!!
"Haha!"
Of Heaven Heaven of Of Me! "Lf.
"From now on, no one on both continents can compete with me!"
"Chen Qiang, Liu Qing, Wei Light Dust!"
"Just you wait!"
"When I refine the strongest Corpse Puppet, it will be the day when you kneel at my feet!"
Only then did the Temple's powerhouses realize what had happened!
Needless to say, the three corpses had been taken away by Han Zhui!
Although they did not understand how Han Zhui had done it.
However, they were all old monsters who had cultivated for decades, so they knew how to adapt to the circumstances!
Now that the situation had been decided, it was impossible for them to obtain the three corpses.
Although Han Zhui had not been refined into a Corpse Puppet yet, there was a high chance that they could kill Han Zhui if they all attacked together!
However, if a Late-Stage Battle Monarch wanted to escape, who had the confidence to catch up to him?
Once Han Zhui successfully escaped, he would be able to refine the strongest corpse puppet. Would they still be alive then?
It was better to live than to die!
Therefore, between the huge temptation and their lives, after a short and intense struggle in their hearts, the group of powerhouses immediately knelt on the altar and shouted at the same time. "Congratulations to the Chief Temple Master for obtaining the treasure!"
I wish the Grand Hall Master success and lead your subordinates to conquer the two continents. Then, you will step into the myriad of worlds and dominate the universe! "
How could Han Zhui not know what these people were thinking?
Just now, they had all rushed up to the altar. Was it just to kneel and worship him?
If it were not for the fact that he had not successfully refined the strongest Corpse Puppet, he would not have left any of these disloyal people behind!
However, there was still one last step. Moreover, with the three strongest corpses in his hands, these guys would not dare to make any moves.
As long as he succeeded, he could find an excuse to kill one as a warning to the others, and everything would be solved.
Nodding his head and smiling, Han Zhui shouted in a deep voice, "Everyone, listen up! Wait for my orders!"
For three days, no one is allowed to enter. Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy! "
Knowing that the situation was hopeless, these Temple Elders did not even dare to raise their heads. They lowered their heads and retreated out of the barrier and the hall. They silently surrounded the entire hall, and their spiritual power enveloped the entire Mount Laka, constantly on the lookout for any possible accidents!
Since they could not participate in the battle for supremacy, they would just be obedient servants!
Otherwise, when Han Zhui came out of seclusion, no one knew what would happen!
As Blood Puppet Technique practitioners, they knew very well how temperamental and cold-blooded Blood Puppet Technique practitioners could be!
Some of them had even predicted that when Han Zhui came out of seclusion, he would definitely find some of them to show his might!
They could only hope that when the time came, they would not be the unlucky ones!
As for escaping?
Forget about it!
Now that the Temple's reputation was so bad, where would they find shelter?
Moreover, if they really escaped, they would be considered traitors to the Temple. The result would be better than waiting for the judgment of fate here!
A hundred experts stood outside the hall, their auras surging as they closed their eyes and did not speak.
They did not even communicate with each other through telepathy!
What else was there to say?
These people had lived together in the Temple for dozens of years. They usually laughed and joked, but when they were fighting over the three corpses, they were like mad dogs, wishing that they could turn everyone around them into ashes!
Apart from benefits and the improvement of their own strength, there was nothing else between them!
In fact, every expert was secretly praying in their hearts that when Han Zhui came out of seclusion, it would be someone else who died!
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