The villain should be invincible Zhou Qiong Liansheng

The man in the seat sighed softly and slowly opened his eyes. The man was wearing tight clothes, with a thin figure and a silver mask on his face.A long knife lay beside it. "What's up."

"Reporting to the leader, the leader of the church ordered the Xuanbu to conduct a thorough investigation of the situation at Jinshan Temple to see if the abbot of Jinshan Temple is in the temple."

"I know, let's go down." The man waved his hand gently, and the shopkeeper below bowed and retreated. The man was Xuan Yi, the leader of the Xuan Department of the Demon Sect.

In an underground palace, several men wearing light silver masks stood on both sides and communicated with each other.

"What do you think the Chief wants us to do?"

"It should be the leader who gave us Xuan the order."

"The leader's strength has been spread throughout the world, and sooner or later our demon sect will dominate the world."

"Our Xuanbu is finally going to take action."

A figure suddenly appeared in the underground palace, wearing a silver mask on his face and a long knife on his back. Everyone immediately bowed and saluted, "I've seen this first one."

The man nodded, "It was the leader who ordered us to invite everyone here this time. The leader ordered us to find out the current situation of Jinshan Temple and whether the abbot is in the temple."

"Yes, I will obey the order of the leader." Everyone bowed and responded.

"This is the first official task of our Xuanbu since its establishment. It must be completed beautifully to let the other three departments know the strength of our Xuanbu. If anyone doesn't try his best, don't blame me for being rude." Xuan Yi's eyes showed a trace of Lengmang.

Everyone on both sides agreed, with a trace of solemnity on their faces.Xuan Er, who was standing first on the left, stood up and said, "First officer, do you need to summon Xuan San and Xuan Si back as well?"

Xuan Yi said calmly, "No, the eight of you and me are enough. They also have their own tasks."

"Get ready for action tonight at midnight."

Jinshan Temple, as one of the five major sects in Cangwu Continent, has been built for 2000 years. It covers an area of ​​dozens of kilometers and is surrounded by thousands of kilometers under the jurisdiction of Jinshan Temple. There are no less than [-] monks in the temple and countless masters.

In a side room of the temple, a monk was lying on the bed. The monk was wrapped in gauze and his breathing was very weak. Next to him, a young monk was pounding medicine with a pestle and his eyes were looking at the monk on the bed from time to time.

The young monk's name is Yu. He is an orphan. He joined Jinshan Temple ten years ago and has been working in the courtyard. He is very dull and doesn't like to talk. Even the steward of the courtyard said that he has no wisdom. Unexpectedly, in San Years ago, he suddenly met the holy monk Wutian and took the initiative to accept him as his disciple.

Holy Monk Wutian is the leader of Jinshan Temple's martial arts hall, and he is the eighth peerless master on the Earth Ranking. When he became the leader's apprentice, his life suddenly changed. The monks who didn't like to talk to him in the past took the initiative to approach him. Even those older than him call him senior brother.

But he did not change his life. Apart from changing his accommodation address into a side hall of the martial arts hall, he still maintained a daily life of practicing martial arts, chanting sutras, and working on two points and one line.

Until something happened half a month ago that disrupted his life. Half a month ago, Holy Monk Wutian was suddenly carried back to Jinshan Temple by Li Fan. He was seriously injured and fell into a coma. Even the abbot who had not appeared for a long time came to heal him. Wutian still didn't wake up for half a month.

For half a month, Yu stopped chanting sutras and practicing martial arts. He kept making medicine every day, and his eyes never left Wutian on the bed for a moment.Over the years, he has regarded Wutian as his dearest person. Liaoyu picked up the medicine jar and was about to go to the side to boil the medicine. Suddenly he saw Wutian's hand moved and his eyes slowly opened.

He quickly ran to the bed in two steps, held Master's hand, "Master, you finally woke up."

Wutian's eyes slowly focused, he looked at it with a worried look on his face and said, "Master, it's okay. Help me to see the host."

Liu Yu did not answer, but ran away directly. He ran all the way to the main hall of Jinshan Temple, knocked on the door and said loudly, "Host, my master is awake, presiding ~ presiding ~"

There was no sound from behind the door. After thinking for a while, he ran towards Wutian's residence. Standing in front of Wutian was a middle-aged bald man with some holy light faintly glowing from his head.

The man said softly, "Brother, wake up."

"Well, thank you host for the rescue." Wutian thanked him and wanted to stand up, but was stopped by the host with a wave of his hand.

"Fortunately, you are lucky and there is one last Great Return Pill in the temple."

"Host, that demon does have the cultivation of the middle stage of Emperor Wu, and his actual combat power may even reach the late stage of Emperor Wu." Wu Tian said solemnly.

The host smiled bitterly, "It's more than that. I guess he will soon surpass Emperor Wu."

Slowly told Wu Tian a series of events that happened in the East China Sea after Wu Tian fell into coma.

Wutian's pupils shrank and he was shocked and said, "That devil is so powerful."

"Okay, you should have a good rest today, and we will do the rest after you recover from your injuries." The host said and walked out of the room, standing outside the door, "Take care of your master."

The host looked up at the sky, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes. Buddhism also had the method of glaring Vajra, so it seemed that it was time to take action against the Demon Sect.

In the dark night, many patrolling monks of Jinshan Temple were patrolling. Several black shadows that no one saw could flash past quickly, and the patrolling monks did not notice them.When approaching the mountain-protecting formation of Jinshan Temple, the black shadows took out a stone from their pockets and slowly walked into the mountain-protecting formation. The formation rippled slightly, and the black shadows entered without any obstruction.

"The formation-breaking stone given by the leader is really powerful. Even the mountain-protecting formation of Jinshan Temple can be easily entered."

"Okay, let's act quickly. If something goes wrong, the leader won't be able to spare us."

The eight figures separated quickly and went to different directions.

At the door of Saint Monk Wutian's meditation room, a figure slowly appeared, looked at the people lying inside, and then slowly disappeared again. From the beginning to the end, Saint Monk Wutian inside was not aware of it at all, although Wutian was seriously injured and had not yet recovered. , but it is enough to show that the person coming is no ordinary person.

A figure flashed quickly and went straight to the main hall. Along the way, neither the patrolling monks nor the meditating monks showed any reaction until they approached the entrance of the main hall.

A voice suddenly came from inside, "Friend, come in and sit down when you are here."

The figure didn't answer after hearing the sound. Instead, he retreated quickly and quickly swept back.In the main hall, a palm shadow instantly hit the fleeing figure, and the figure also struck out with a palm, making a loud noise instantly.It woke up everyone in Jinshan Temple.

In an instant, countless figures rushed out of Jinshan Temple, and many men in black were immediately spotted in the temple.

"Who dares to break into my Jinshan Temple?"

"Take a blow from me with the Vajra Fist,"

"The Palm of Thousand Flowers and Thousand Buddhas"

The figure rushing out from the main hall shouted "Retreat." The many men in black who were fighting fiercely with the monks in the temple stopped fighting and immediately rushed outside the temple.

"Run away," everyone in the temple yelled to stop him, but the person who came was really fast, and he was injured and was not willing to fight. He was about to run out of the temple.

At this time, a finger in the main hall rushed towards the many people in black, and a loud voice came out, "Pull the flower finger."

Many men in black seemed to be immobilized and found it difficult to move.