This temple covers an area of ​​nearly twenty miles and is nearly two hundred meters high. There are a large number of ancient reliefs of war and fighting scenes carved around the walls. The pictures are bloody and cruel. Every brick and tile has traces of time. From a distance,

Incomparably grand and majestic.

In front of the gate there are two giant stone sculptures that are 100 meters high.

The stone sculpture on the left is an old man with a dog's head and a body holding a staff, exuding a cold aura.

The stone sculpture on the right is a burly orc with a sheep's head and a powerful aura.

Both stone sculptures seem to have special meanings.

Under the gate, eight extraordinary men wearing white armor stood. When they saw Li Feng and the others approaching, they immediately stopped them.

One of the extraordinary strong men glanced at Li Feng and the others, and shouted indifferently: "Who are you, and what are you doing here?"

Aohu took a step forward and said without being humble or arrogant: "We are talented warriors from the eight sea areas. We need to ask the priests in the temple for help."

"A genius warrior from the eight sea areas?" The white-armored Chaorhan looked at Aohu and the others up and down, and his eyes suddenly showed a bit of surprise.

He was silent for a while, and then said: "Wait a moment, I will ask the Jade Priest to come over."

"Priest of Sapphire?" The three of them looked at each other.

After waiting at the entrance of the temple for a while, at this time, a figure slowly walked into the temple. He was wearing a golden mask, with a slender figure and fair skin. He was wearing a standard red robe that represented the identity of a priest. He exuded an elegant aura.
Chapter completed!