Starting as a supporting character in Doupo

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"Don't worry, with me here, no one in this temple can harm you..."

As soon as he finished speaking, wisps of black chaotic flames gradually ignited on Xiao Fan's soul.

Because he felt the expulsion from Yueyao and Yanling's consciousness, they wanted to expel him directly from this place and strip him of his identity as the Moon God's Envoy. In this way, since Xiao Fan himself was not a member of the Spirit Clan, he would have a chance to leave.

However, Xiao Fan rejected all of these offers.

With the presence of the Chaos Fire, Yueyao and the others' plans naturally fell through.

Xiao Fan was unaware that Yue Yao and the others knew about the changes in the temple, but for Yue Yao's sake, he could not back down at this moment.

If they were to retreat, there would be only one outcome for the Spirit Clan and for Yue Yao: annihilation.

"Don't worry, I'll wait for you to wake up, and then I'll take you to travel the continent!"

Xiao Fan gently stroked Yue Yao's cheek, his tone unusually tender, before his soul gradually dissipated within Yue Yao's consciousness.

"Shh!"

Inside the temple, Xiao Fan's consciousness returned. Looking at the Word Spirit before him, whose eyes were flashing with a ghostly blue light, the Word Spirit took over his body again in the next instant.

Yan Ling looked at Xiao Fan with a complicated expression.

She simply didn't want Yueyao to carry this regret in the future, so she took the risk of suppressing her soul fluctuations to allow Xiao Fan to meet Yueyao.

Yan Ling hadn't expected that Xiao Fan would choose to stay.

Even she couldn't break through the pitch-black flames on the other party's body, so it was impossible for her to forcibly withdraw the Moon God's power from Xiao Fan's body and make him leave.

"well........"

Yan Ling sighed, her gaze falling on Xiao Fan, a complex emotion rising in her heart.

"Yan Ling, don't worry, I said I would definitely save Yue Yao."

Xiao Fan sighed as he looked at the Word Spirit before him, without giving it much thought. He stood up and looked into the depths of the temple, a hint of madness in his eyes.

He had only one purpose for this trip—to kill a god!

Chapter 408 Battle Saints as Generals, Battle Venerables as Soldiers

Listening to Xiao Fan's words and seeing the resolute look in his eyes.

Yan Ling also knew that it seemed she couldn't sway Xiao Fan's heart on her own.

However, she was also genuinely happy for Yueyao, because at least she had someone like Xiao Fan who was willing to risk his life for her.

"alright."

Yan Ling nodded, his gaze falling on the blue phantom beside him, and his aura became majestic once more.

"Cold Palace, what's the situation inside the temple now?"

The words exuded an imposing aura without anger. Xiao Fan, standing to the side, looked at Yue Yao's body and found her unfamiliar appearance rather amusing.

At least Xiao Fan now understands that Yue Yao can see him through this body.

If they can complete this mission, they will be able to rescue Yueyao...

"Hehe, Your Highness, I was unaware that the core area of ​​the temple had already been sealed off long ago..."

Han Gong spoke softly, a kind smile on his wrinkled face, looking at the saintess before him with regret in his eyes.

The three Moon God messengers, unaware of the true situation inside the temple, still followed behind Yan Ling with curious expressions.

"The three of you can stay here..."

Yan Ling looked at the three Moon Goddess Envoys beside her, hesitated for a moment before speaking. If they stayed here, they would still have a sliver of hope, but if they went to the core of the temple together, their chances of survival would be... almost zero.

“Holy Maiden, we came here to protect you. Our lives are no longer of any importance.”

The leading Moon Goddess stepped forward; they had already disregarded their own lives before entering the temple.

Although they did not understand the facts in the temple, they did understand that the "sixty-seventh generation saintess" in front of them was only there to protect them.

However, when they became messengers of the moon goddess, they were already aware of the responsibilities they bore, so naturally they did not agree.

"This is an order!"

Yan Ling looked at the three women in front of her with a helpless expression. She was not good at persuasion; her forte was fighting.

So, seeing the three who were determined to fight to the death, she had no choice but to use her status as a saintess to restrain them.

"Hehe, Holy Maiden, then let us defy your will just this once. Let the three of us clear the way for you!"

The three exchanged a glance, a smile playing on their lips. They bowed respectfully to Yan Ling, then strode forward, heading deeper into the temple.

Yan Ling looked at the three of them, his fighting spirit surging in his hands, but he dared not forcibly keep them there.

"Han Gong, lead the way first, we'll talk about it when we get to the core."

Having no other option, Yan Ling had Han Gong lead the way.

Han Gong nodded slightly upon hearing this, and his illusory figure drifted forward like a ghost. Xiao Fan looked at the direction in which the three Moon Goddess Envoys were heading in the opposite direction and helplessly spoke to them:

"You've gone to the wrong place..."

Inside the passage, the three, their faces flushed, followed behind Xiao Fan and the others, their heads bowed like little quails.

The thought of confidently heading forward only to take the wrong turn makes them want to laugh.

Seeing this, Yan Ling's lips curled into a slight smile.

Led by Han Gong, Xiao Fan cautiously surveyed his surroundings. As they continued to advance, the surrounding temples were no longer as desolate as they appeared from the outside, but gradually became more decorated.

Numerous golden beaded curtains and patterns adorn the area around the temple, giving it a more magnificent and resplendent appearance, which was originally austere.

As the surrounding environment changed, Yan Ling and the others seemed to realize the danger, and the Moon Key in her hand emitted a cold, fluorescent glow.

Xiao Fan also noticed that the Moon God's mark on his forehead was emitting a faint glow, enveloping him. Looking back, he saw that the three Moon God's envoys behind him were also emitting the same glow.

"laugh!"

Just then, Xiao Fan heard a trembling sound, and then he felt the aura of Yan Ling being released without reservation.

"boom!"

The icy blue spear danced in Yan Ling's hand. With a sweeping motion, Xiao Fan observed a golden puppet being smashed open by Yan Ling, crashing into a rooftop in the distance.

Xiao Fan's gaze fell on the golden puppet, and a look of surprise immediately appeared in his eyes.

"Heavenly Demon Puppet?"

But then Xiao Fan realized that this was not the Heavenly Demon Puppet, but it was still a golden puppet with extremely terrifying strength.

"Click...click..."

A series of mechanical sounds rang out, and the puppet that had been knocked away by the Word of Power stood up again. Several golden runes flashed in its dark pupils, and then a terrifying aura once again emanated from its body.

He leaped high into the air, wielding his long sword, and slashed down towards the location of the Word Spirit.

"Your Highness, please be careful. These are the guardians of the temple. Unfortunately, they have lost their minds, and even their bodies have been refined into painless puppets."

The illusory figure of Han Gong stood aside, looking at the golden figure with a trace of sorrow in his eyes, and spoke to Yan Ling and the others.

"Hmph! That's all!"

As Yan Ling watched the divine guard descend, icy blue battle aura appeared in her eyes, and streaks of ice crystals condensed from behind her, followed by longswords formed from ice and snow.

Under the control of the Word of Power, it roared into the sky.

In just two breaths, the golden puppet in mid-air was enveloped by the ice-blue longsword, transforming into a massive ice crystal that sealed him in mid-air.

"boom!"

The ice crystals seemed to have a special insulating effect; after enveloping the golden divine guard, they transformed into an ice ball and crashed down.

White, chilling air emanated from the ice puck, covering even the ground with a layer of ice sprites.

"This divine guard's strength should have reached the peak of Dou Zun. In addition, the puppet's physical body is extremely strong and it is not afraid of pain. Even a peak Dou Zun might not be able to win against it."

Xiao Fan only needed one glance to discern the strength of this golden divine guard.

Hearing Xiao Fan's words, the three Moon Goddess Envoys behind him showed a hint of resentment. However, unfortunately, this year's Moon Goddess Trial was completely different from the procedures they were familiar with, so they had no solution to this situation.

"besides!"

Just then, another series of mechanical sounds rang out. Xiao Fan looked up and saw a series of golden figures appearing in front of him like an army, continuously encircling their location. At a rough glance, there were probably over a hundred of them.

Most importantly, among these hundreds of figures, Xiao Fan also sensed the strength of three figures that had already surpassed the barrier of the Dou Zun realm.

Looking at the hundreds of golden figures in front of him, Xiao Fan turned to look at Yan Ling and Han Gong beside him, and became completely serious.

As for the three Moon Goddess messengers behind them, a hint of despair appeared in their eyes as they looked at the densely packed, terrifying figures in front of them.

However, he still did not retreat a step, but gritted his teeth and stood in front of the Word Spirit.

Three puppets at the Dou Sheng realm, and hundreds of peak Dou Zun realm puppets. Apart from the illusory Han Gong, only Xiao Fan and Yan Ling have the power to fight them.

Looking at this terrifying combat power, Xiao Fan felt an even greater sense of urgency, not because of the figures in front of him, but because of the terrifying being behind them.

Chapter 409 Battle of the Battle Saints

"This...this is impossible..."

"How can there be so many puppets...?"

The three Moon Goddesses turned deathly pale as they looked at the densely packed figures appearing ahead. Seeing the hundreds of figures approaching them in perfect formation, the three Moon Goddesses exchanged a glance. Despite their fear, none of them retreated.