Chapter 63 Who dares to break into the Goddess Temple?

As the tremors grew stronger, an ancient and mysterious building slowly appeared before everyone's eyes.

There is a gloomy atmosphere surrounding the building, which makes people shudder.

Everyone gasped when they saw this scene.

Jia Luo took a deep breath and slowly pushed open the door of the ancient building.

As the door opened, a cold, stale and decayed smell blew towards me.

The torches on the wall lit up automatically, illuminating the narrow passage in the house. Everyone held the magic tools and talismans tightly in their hands and walked slowly along the passage.

At the end of the passage is a spacious hall with an ancient stone platform in the center.

Everyone checked the hall and suddenly heard a strange sound coming from a dark corner of the hall.

Everyone immediately became alert, tightly grasping the magic tools and talismans in their hands, and staring closely at the direction where the sound came from.

"Who dares to break into the Goddess' Palace?"

A sharp voice echoed in the hall, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

I saw a puppet ghost slowly appearing in the dark corner of the hall, its face hidden in the shadows and its appearance could not be seen clearly.

Jia Luo snorted coldly and said in a crisp voice: "Goddess? How could a goddess drive puppet ghosts to do evil everywhere? In my opinion, your goddess is nothing but a fraud!"

The puppet ghost moved slightly, as if angered by Jia Luo's words.

An icy aura instantly emanated from the puppet ghost, causing everyone to shiver unconsciously.

"How dare you! How dare you disrespect the goddess." The puppet ghost's voice became even gloomier: "You ignorant mortals, those who disturb the goddess, will die."

As soon as the puppet ghost finished speaking, countless puppet ghosts suddenly appeared in the hall, rushing in from all directions like ghosts.

Everyone was shocked, but soon calmed down and raised their magic weapons and talismans, ready to face this fierce battle.

The battle was about to break out, and the puppet ghosts were extremely fast, rushing towards everyone like a black whirlwind.

Everyone cast spells, magic weapons glowed, talismans flew, and a fierce confrontation ensued between them and the puppet ghosts.

Jia Luo held a long sword with shining light on it. Every time he swung the sword, he could repel several puppet ghosts.

However, there were too many puppet ghosts and everyone gradually fell into trouble.

Just when everyone was struggling to hold on, Jia Luo suddenly came up with an idea. She shouted to the people who were fighting: "Hold on!"

After Jia Luo shouted that, a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

She quickly took out her peach wood sword, which emitted a golden glow under the firelight.

He chanted a spell softly and continuously injected his own spiritual power into the peach wood sword, which shone more and more dazzlingly.

At the same time, Jia Luo took out a thunder talisman with his other hand.

The runes on the Heavenly Thunder Talisman flickered, emitting powerful lightning power.

Jia Luo took a deep breath and threw the Sky Thunder Talisman into the air. The Sky Thunder Talisman instantly turned into a bolt of lightning, crisscrossing the hall.

The puppet ghosts seemed to feel the threat of the Heavenly Thunder Talisman and dodged it one after another.

But the speed of the Heavenly Thunder Talisman was extremely fast, and it hit several puppet ghosts in a flash of lightning and thunder.

The puppet ghost that was hit let out a miserable cry and instantly turned into ashes and disappeared.

Taking advantage of the chaos among the puppet ghosts, Jia Luo rushed into the battle with a peach wood sword in hand.

Wherever the peach wood sword went, the puppet ghosts retreated.

Jia Luo's swordsmanship is powerful, and every time he swings the sword, it carries with it a strong spiritual force, which disperses the puppet ghosts one by one.

Under Jia Luo's vigorous attack, the number of puppet ghosts is gradually decreasing.

Everyone was stunned to see Jia Luo's brutal fighting method. This was also the first time that everyone felt the lethality of Milk Ball.

Perhaps inspired by Jia Luo, everyone's tired looks disappeared, and were replaced by full of fighting spirit.

After a fierce battle, all the puppet ghosts were finally destroyed.

The hall returned to peace, leaving only the tired figures of the people and the burning torches.

Jia Luo put away the peach wood sword, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone put down their magic tools and talismans and began to check their own injuries.

Mo Shu walked up to Jia Luo, his eyes full of praise: "Luo Luo, well done!"

Jia Luo smiled slightly: "Senior Brother, this Goddess Temple is not that simple, let's be careful!"

After resting for a while, everyone continued to explore the hall.

But apart from the puppet ghosts that suddenly appeared and the stone platform, there seemed to be nothing in the hall.

At this moment, there was a slight vibration in the hall.

Everyone immediately became alert and held the magic weapons in their hands tightly.

After the earthquake, the stone platform in the center of the hall suddenly emitted a golden light.

In the light, a white stone statue slowly emerged.

When people looked closely, they saw that the stone statue was a beautiful and majestic woman wearing a gorgeous robe and a golden crown. She was breathtakingly beautiful.

There is a mysterious power in the woman's eyes that makes people dare not look directly at her.

When Jia Luo looked at the face of the stone statue, an extremely strong feeling of disgust and hatred suddenly surged into her heart, as if she and the woman in the stone statue were lifelong enemies.

At the same time, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest.

Jia Luo covered his chest with his hands, a look of pain on his face.

Seeing this, people gathered around her and asked about her situation with concern.

"Lolo, what's wrong with you?" Mo Shu asked anxiously.

Jia Luo endured the pain and shook his head: "I'm fine, but when I saw the stone statue, I felt a surge of disgust in my heart, and my chest also hurt."

After saying this, Jialuo used his spiritual power to dispel the pain in his body.

"Lolo, are you okay?" Mo Shu asked worriedly.

Jia Luo stared at the statue for a long time, and suddenly said to Mo Shu: "Brother, I'm fine, but this statue looks very familiar to me."

Mo Shu heard this and let out a long sigh: "Do you know him?"

Jia Luo shook his head and said nothing.

Everyone looked at each other, confused by Carlo's reaction.

At this time, an elderly monk said: "Perhaps this statue has a connection with you in your past life or this life, which is why you have such a strong reaction."

Jia Luo said nothing, his brows furrowed, staring intently at the stone statue in front of him.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Jia Luo threw a talisman at the eyes of the stone statue.

The moment the talisman paper was stuck to the stone statue's eyes, the statue let out a miserable scream, and after a moment, it became dim.

At this moment, there was a slight vibration in the hall.

Everyone immediately picked up their instruments, became alert, and looked around.

I saw a hidden passage on one side of the hall wall.

Everyone walked into the passage cautiously, and the passage was filled with a mysterious atmosphere.

They walked along the corridor and soon came to a small room.

In the center of the room, everyone saw Lin Shizhang being rescued by the puppet.