Although these palaces are far less gorgeous than the Twelve Golden Palaces, being able to own their own palace is undoubtedly a signal called the power class.

Such a signal is enough for everyone to look forward to the Holy Clothes.

Moreover, during the canonization activity, Lord Ying Zheng has already said that the owner of the Saint Cloth may not be static.

What does this mean? It means they still have a chance!

The entire holy realm, and even the entire Qin State, were discussing matters about the holy realm and the holy clothing.

Under the faith of the Lord of the Stars, a power circle with gods as its core began to take shape from scratch.

The pioneering authority still has too many shortcomings and flaws, and these things take time to slowly make up for them.

But no matter what, after this, the Holy Land and the Saint Seiya have become stars in the Temple of Stars and legends throughout the Qin Dynasty.

Legend has it that a Saint Seiya with Saint Clothes can be invincible at the same level!

Just as the entire Qin State was discussing the news about the holy realm and the holy clothes, a large number of black robes in a sacred mountain gathered here quietly.

"Damn it! A very chaotic place, because the existence of the god Lord of the Stars has become peaceful."

Among a group of black-robed men with obvious status, an old man roared with a ferocious look on his face.

"Yes, peace means that our Lord no longer cares about this, and we, as believers of the king of evil thoughts, have lost the grace of the gods."

"It's a pity that my Lord is not a god on this continent, otherwise with the power of my Lord, even if he is a legend, he will die!"

Some of the group of people looked cold and some were hideous.

But no matter what, some of their words were hostile to the Temple of Stars and the Lord of Stars.

The reason is very simple, because they believe in the king of evil thoughts. Only in a chaotic area can people have more evil thoughts!

Evil thoughts can become their weapons, their nourishment, and they are also their tools to please the gods.

"Haha, peace"

"The purpose of our gathering today is to destroy peace."

The leading old man suddenly smiled fiercely, and looked at the densely packed man in black robe, and he opened his hands:

"Whoever, do you want to let this land fall into chaos again?"

"For the sake of the king of evil thoughts, we are willing!"

Under the black robe, frenzied faces shouted loudly.

The old man nodded with satisfaction:

"Very good! Since you want, that's enough."

“There’s a chance now”

"The Lords of the Stars held a Galaxy Arena. The whole chaos is not their church, and the whole chaos is unprecedented."

"Words of the King of Evil Thoughts, let me completely destroy the faith of the false god at the cost of my life, and let this land fall into chaos again!"

The old man's voice was extremely inflammatory, ww. Or the faith in the hearts of those believers was extremely firm.

Just a few words, just the word with the name of the king of evil thoughts, is enough to make those believers and madmen arouse.

"Destroy their churches, shake their faith, and summon the servants of evil thoughts with their evil thoughts and our flesh and blood!"

"This land will be under the gaze of the King of Evil Thoughts, and everything we do is enough to bring us into the kingdom of God of the Great King of Evil Thoughts!"

The old man's pale face showed a sick blush, and the fanaticism on his face was even better than those believers.

"Ah Rahu Ake!"

All the men in black robes shouted ancient languages ​​and praised the gods they believed in.

In the fanatical atmosphere, a hideous smile appeared on the old man's face.

"Destroy it, let this land fall into chaos again!"

"Kill, let the false god know the greatness of the king of evil thoughts!"

The old man opened his hands and the invisible power emanated, making every believer present instantly understand in his heart what they should do next.

Then, a large number of men in black retreated like a tide, and the mountain wind blew, causing their black robes to blow, revealing the bottom shirt embroidered with the image of an indescribable hideous ghost.

Watching everyone leave, the old man's face was still fanatical, but there were some other meanings.

A little darkness spread out from his feet and turned into a holy land of ten meters in radius.
Chapter completed!