Fantasy: I become stronger when I meet a strong opponent. My cultivation has no upper limit.

Ye Junlin shook his head and put away the Cangyuan Sword.

At the same time, he snapped his fingers, and the other two clones disappeared.

"It's done, call it a day!" Ye Junlin turned around and was about to leave with a nonchalant look on his face.

"You're going to let us go now?" Elder Longxiang was very surprised. It was completely different from what he expected.

"Ye Shi, you're..." Elder Qingjing said in amazement.

Ye Junlin walked and scratched his buttocks, "Why are you making such a fuss? I have received nine years of compulsory education and I am a high-level intellectual. I have some right and wrong."

"You are the culprit and even the accomplice. You were just dragged in for no reason. Since the old bald donkey is dead and you have paid the price, the rest is up to you to deal with."

"Well, that's it. Bye."

Hearing this.

The two looked stunned.

The first part of the story about nine years of compulsory education and high-level intellectuals was too obvious to them, but the latter part was clear to them. In short, this person did not intend to vent his anger on them. He believed that every grievance should be punished.

If Xuyun is dead and the Hanging Temple is seriously injured, this can be regarded as retribution!

Looking at the handsome back, Elder Longxiang and Elder Qingjing put their hands together, and were deeply touched. They sighed: "Amitabha, Ye Shi convinces people with reason. We admire him."

Bai Xiaoxi hurriedly stepped on his short legs and ran towards Ye Junlin, "Master, wait for me!"

It was originally interested in fighting. If it could leave here, it would be so happy.

The big mushroom king followed closely behind as if he had been pardoned.

"Is it over?" Hong Qianye's eye muscles twitched, and he felt that it was too exciting.

If he followed his usual style, he would definitely massacre the Hanging Temple, kill all the monks in the temple, and burn the scriptures. No matter what right or wrong, just enjoy it first!

Clang, Li Wujie decisively sheathed his sword. He would obey any order from his master unconditionally.

"Brother Hong, we have to go. Don't make Master unhappy." Li Wujie reminded him with good intentions.

"Hmph, do you still want me to teach you? Take care of yourself first!" Hong Qianye rolled her eyes beautifully and walked past him with her arms folded.

Li Wujie shrugged and followed.

During this period of time, he has become accustomed to the strange temper of this senior brother. He is not very friendly to his fellow disciples, but his attitude will change 180 degrees when facing his master.

Perhaps, this is the deep relationship between master and apprentice.

"A Kun!"

Ye Junlin shouted, but got no response.

Take a closer look.

Kunpeng, who was originally suppressed, had fallen asleep without knowing when, and did not even notice the disappearance of the five fingers pressing on him.

"Master, Kunkun is sleeping so soundly." Bai Xiaoxi said.

Ye Junlin was speechless.

How could he sleep at this age?

"Ah Kun!!"

Ye Junlin shouted again, and his voice shook the sky.

The beautiful dream was broken, and Kunpeng woke up suddenly, vibrating his wings violently, with sand and rocks flying around, and strong winds.

Good guy, he is so grumpy when he wakes up!

But when he found that no one was calling him, Kunpeng immediately knew what to do and calmed down. He flew over with a guilty conscience and rubbed his big head against Ye Junlin's arm.

"Okay, okay, I know what you mean, and I will pay attention next time." Ye Junlin said unhappily.

Then, the group climbed on Kunpeng's back. Kunpeng called out a few times happily, and then his body returned to its original size. His body was so big that it blocked out the sun and flew towards the depths of the sky.

At this time.

The outside world was paying close attention to the situation in Fantuo.

Because the battle on the mountain was too terrifying, the energy airflow released to tear the void made many people dare not approach, and they could only watch from a distance in fear.

"Look, what's that?!"

"Hiss, this is a mount in the realm of tribulation. It seems that the big guy has finished his work and come out!"

"Does this mean that the battle is over?"

"What I care most about is whether the Hanging Temple has been destroyed?"

...

The various forces in the Pure Land Kingdom talked.

Countless divine consciousnesses intertwined and wandered outside the Brahma, but they dared not extend into it.

After all, at this critical moment, it was the most sensitive time. What if the Hanging Temple was still there? If they did this, it would be offensive!

After so many years, the Hanging Temple has stood firm, and the Pure Land Kingdom has had several changes of dynasties before, but every time a new country was established, the rulers of the country would continue to respect the Hanging Temple.

It can be seen that its status and influence are great!

Therefore, before they are fully sure, the various forces in the Pure Land Kingdom dare not explore deeply, for fear of offending this Buddhist holy place.

On Brahma.

The monks cleaned up and cleaned the battlefield with grief.

Many fellow disciples died in this battle, and the temple was seriously injured. It was the biggest shock it had ever suffered since its establishment.

But now that things have come to this, they have no complaints. Everything is the fault of the Hanging Temple.

"Everyone, although the master has passed away, as long as there are Elder Longxiang and Elder Qingjing, I believe that my Hanging Temple can still restore its glory." An elder said to comfort the disciples.

The atmosphere was very depressing and dull.

In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that after this altar was messed up, the inside story would soon spread, the reputation of the Hanging Temple would be completely destroyed, and the halo of the Buddhist holy land would probably be taken off.

Restoring glory? How easy is it!

Elder Long Xiang sighed: "Now, we are very busy."

"Ah, but we have to swallow this bitter pill." Elder Qingjing said bitterly: "Actually, we also have responsibilities when Xuankong Temple reaches the end of the day. If we had known earlier, we should have let go and passed the time in seclusion. ”

"Hey, it's too late to say anything now!" Elder Long Xiang shook his head. Suddenly he seemed to feel something, his eyebrows were beating sharply, and there was a strong crisis in his heart.

"Who's there! Get out!!" Elder Longxiang shouted violently, his voice containing the Buddhist lion's roar skills, which made the sand and dust roll.

"Huh?!" Elder Qingjing also realized something, and was shocked and angry.

How dare someone take advantage of this moment to sneak into Brahma?

The most important thing is 놅놆, the number of 뀘놅 is 놊꿀 one, and judging from the captured 놅 breath, there are even several 놆passing the tribulation state!

Buzz!

There were ripples in the void.

Figures walked out one after another. They were all wearing black robes, and their faces could be seen clearly under the brim of their hats.

"Haha, in the past, the mighty Saint of Xuankong Temple in the Eastern Territory, if only the two of you are left, it's really a trick." The leader, a 꿗-year-old man in black robes, had his hands behind his back, and his voice was mellow and full of magnetism.

"What the hell, you're sneaking around, even rats dare to run wild in Xuankong Temple!" Elder Long Xiang's voice was like a bell, and he hit the ground with a demon-suppressing stick in his hand. He puffed up his chest and glared in front of him, but he was secretly worried in his heart.

At this moment, his condition has hit rock bottom, how can he still have the ability to face the enemy?

You can only rely on bluff!

"Master Long Xiang, your temper is still as bad as ever. Just like when the top ten immortal sects met in the Eastern Territory back then, you were so sweet. Think about it, it's really a sea of ​​change, things and people have changed." The young man in black robe sighed with emotion.

"You, who are you?!" Elder Long Xiang's pupils shrank.

For such an occasion to occur, he must have met him before, and he is also a high-ranking and powerful member of the Immortal Sect!

The 꿗year-old man in black robe sneered and made a seal with one hand, and a huge gray curtain enveloped the Hanging Temple.

The next second, the men in black robes behind them immediately moved towards the remaining monks.

The murderous intent swept through, filling every inch of space.

"Stop!" Elder Longxiang and Elder Qingjing wanted to stop them, but were suppressed by the power released by the young black robe. They were able to kneel on the ground, their hearts filled with humiliation, and they gritted their teeth.

Now they have no energy left to fight.

You can only let others slaughter you!

Screams and wails filled the Brahma, but under the isolation of this gray curtain, these sounds spread outside.

"Ah..." The remaining elders and disciples of Xuankong Temple were ruthlessly slaughtered by this group of black-robed men.

The ground was dyed red with blood, and the scene was like a hell.

"Who are you? Why are you doing this? Have I offended you in any way in Xuankong Temple?!" Elder Longxiang and Elder Qingjing said sadly and angrily.

The young man in black robe shook his head, "No, we are even allies. Unfortunately, your Xuankong Temple is too annoying in front of the next plan, so we can only take this opportunity to get rid of you."

"Alliance, ally?!!"

If the two of them were struck by lightning, their brains would spin rapidly. Currently, there is only one who can declare an alliance with the Xuankong Temple!

"You, you 놆..."

The voice came suddenly.

The 꿗year-old man in black robe suddenly appeared and grabbed their throats with both hands. Under the brim of his hat, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You two, let's go on the road with that old guy who thinks he is."

Boom~! !

The vast sea of ​​magic power poured out suddenly.

Elder Longxiang and Elder Qingjing were each shrouded in silvery light. Their faces were painful, their eyes were full of despair, their bodies were covered with cracks and lines, and strands of blood were flowing away crazily.

Bang!

With an explosion.

Both of them were reduced to ashes and completely destroyed in the world.

The young man in black robe slowly stretched out his hand, and the incomplete relic flew from the ground to the palm of his hand.

"If you still return, I might consider bringing you in, but it's a pity that you suffered this disaster. As for the remaining two, they will definitely hinder this plan, so, haha..."

When he clenched his palm and released it again, the relics in his palm had already turned into powder and dissipated in the wind.

The massacre continues.

After all, there is no one alive in Xuankong Temple.

Blood flows into the river, and the smell of blood is astounding.

Looking at the dead temple in front of him, the 꿗-year-old man in black robe put his hands behind his back and said coldly: "From 꿷 onwards, there will no longer be a Buddhist holy place like Xuankong Temple in the Eastern Region."

"Zong..." A subordinate behind him wanted to speak, but was frightened when the young man in black robe turned his head and looked at him. He quickly changed his words and said: "Sir, over there in the Pure Land Kingdom, can we take action now?"

The 꿗year-old black-robed man had an expressionless face: "Don't worry, a team has already passed by. This part of the Pure Land Kingdom's plan 꿗놅 must be captured!"

As he spoke, he looked up at the sky with dark eyes and said in a meaningful tone:

"Kunlun Realm will fall sooner or later. The Eastern Territory has only begun. The ancestors are facing each other. Only by following the general trend can we survive. Even if the cards are reshuffled, our orthodoxy can still continue and even prosper!"

"So, nothing wrong."