Tian Yuan

"Protection fees."

Lin Changsheng said in a deep voice.

"What do you mean by that?"

Luo Shurong, who was located deep in the Temple of the Spirit, frowned and asked.

"For 30 years, Qingzong has guarded Moyuan, causing countless deaths and injuries. The Shangling temple has not been invaded by Moyuan, shouldn't it pay protection fees?"

In the past, the sages of the Qingzong were at most making troubles and would not ask for anything.This time, Lin Changsheng was not used to these ungrateful bastards, and had to seek justice for Qingzong.

"Heh, fellow Taoist's words are wrong." A transparent figure appeared at the gate of the mountain, which was the incarnation of Luo Shurong, and said with a sneer, "Shangling Temple didn't ask Qingzong to suppress Moyuan, so there is no protection fee at all. Furthermore, I am ranked in the first-class Holy Land of the Spiritual View, how can I need the protection of others."

Obviously, Luo Shurong didn't intend to admit it, and incidentally disgusted Qingzong.

"Back then, the Qingzong reached an agreement with nearly a hundred forces in the Dizhou. If the seal of Moyuan was loosened in the future, all the forces would need to send strong men to suppress it together. I didn't expect that after only tens of thousands of years, you would directly tear up the agreement .”

At that time, the head of the Qingzong was also unable to suppress the idea of ​​suppressing Mo Yuan, and all the responsibilities were borne by all parties.

However, during the period, the magic abyss loosened once, and a ray of magic power entered the world.

As a result, all of a star was demonized, involving hundreds of millions of living beings.Such a tragic situation deeply touched the hearts of the sages of Qingzong. They could ignore all sects, but they couldn't just watch innocent people die tragically.

In the end, Qingzong's sages embarked on a road of no regrets.

As for the opinions of the world, it doesn't matter anymore.

What they protect are not the so-called holy land fairy gates, but this piece of homeland that carries countless memories, and ordinary creatures who are struggling to live.

"If that's the case, that's all. You actually secretly usurped my Qingzong's resources and spiritual veins, forcing my Qingzong to retire. It's an unforgivable crime."

Lin Changsheng said sharply: "If Shangling Temple doesn't give a protection fee that satisfies me today, then Shangling Temple will not have a peaceful day from today on."

"Are you threatening Shangling Temple?" Luo Shurong scolded, "It's ridiculous to be alone."

"I'm not here to joke with you."

After the words fell, Lin Changsheng pointed to the incarnation of Luo Shurong in the void.

Puchi!

Luo Shurong's incarnation collapsed directly, without the power to resist.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Changsheng slapped the guardian array of Shangling Temple.

"Boom—"

The guardian array shook violently, the earth trembled and the mountains shook, a terrifying coercion rippling between the heaven and the earth, countless palaces were shaking and about to collapse.

"presumptuous!"

Everyone in Shangling Temple was affected, and they were furious.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of not-so-weak monks gathered at the gate of the mountain. The leader was a middle-aged man in purple, who was Luo Shurong, who was the head of the sect.

On both sides of Luo Shurong stood more than fifty old men, all of whom were core elders, and the weakest ones were all powerful in the early stage of Mahayana.

"It's too late to go now."

Luo Shurong looked down on Lin Changsheng condescendingly, with extreme coercion, covering the sky and the sun.

The reason why Shangling Temple did not do anything was because it wanted to save Lin Changsheng's life and let him go to the Demon Abyss like the previous Qingzong ancestors.

Moyuan is fine, and the biggest beneficiaries are these top forces in Dizhou.

Therefore, there is an unwritten rule among these forces, as long as each successor of Qingzong does not do excessive things, if he is allowed to do it, he is a person who is going to die anyway, so don't worry about it.

In the eyes of these forces, the members of the Qingzong are a bunch of idiots who have ruined the future of the sect for the so-called righteousness.

As for gratitude, maybe there were many years ago!Now, they don't have such thoughts, what they have is infinite ridicule and use.

Seeing such a huge battle, Lin Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly, turned around and left.

"Hahaha......"

Luo Shurong and others laughed loudly.

"The man put on such a big posture just now, I thought he was capable, but he turned out to be a coward."

An elder made a sarcasm.

"It's enough to fulfill Qingzong's responsibilities honestly. Come to me to make troubles in the Lingguan Temple, something that doesn't know how to live or die."

After so many years, countless forces in the Dizhou thought that it was only natural for the people of Qingzong to go to suppress Moyuan.

People's hearts are so cold.

Everyone in the Shangling Temple thought it was all right, and occasionally used it as a joke, as if to show the strength of the sect, and they were very proud.

A few days later, when an inner sect elder led a group of disciples to collect spiritual ore in a resource area, he suddenly ran into Lin Changsheng who was blocking the way.

Without saying a word, Lin Changsheng slapped the early Mahayana elder seriously, and the hundreds of disciples who accompanied him panicked, but they were not hurt.

"check!"

When this matter was reported back to the Shangling Temple, the high-level officials were furious.

However, they couldn't find any trace of Lin Changsheng at all.

Lin Changsheng left that day not because he was afraid of death, but because he used his own power to make an enemy of the entire sect, which was not a wise move.Since he decided to ask for protection money, it was impossible for him to leave empty-handed.

Break through them one by one, disrupting the daily order of the Upper Spirit Temple.

If Shangling Temple is still ignorant, then Lin Changsheng didn't hurt the elder who went out, but directly suppressed and killed him.

None of the upper echelons of Shangling Temple is innocent. They enjoy the resources of the Holy Land and trample on Qingzong's dignity.Furthermore, in the world of practice, there is no kindness at all, the Holy Mother has long since died.

After another period of time, a certain resource mine in Shanglingguan was attacked and suffered heavy losses.

A few days later, the law enforcement team that went out to arrest the real culprit was wiped out and tied to a big tree with a rope, leaving only a pair of underpants on their bodies.

A core elder in the later stage of Mahayana met Lin Changsheng who was blocking the way. He was extremely confident in his own strength and fought angrily.

After more than a hundred moves, the elder died and disappeared.

Originally, Lin Changsheng didn't want to kill, but this man was full of killing intent, and his words were full of insults to Qingzong.

If you don't kill this person, you really think Lin Changsheng is a kind person.

Lin Changsheng held the elder's head, swaggered at the gate of the Shangling Temple, and threw it out: "If you pay the protection fee, you can be fine for a while. If you don't pay it, the Shangling Temple will never have peace."

"Arrangement, kill him!"

Shangling Temple doesn't care about Mo Yuan, it only wants to kill Lin Changsheng.

Countless great powers emerged from all directions, surrounding Lin Changsheng.

Regarding this, Lin Changsheng didn't change his face, and had already thought of a way to deal with it.

Qingzong has a lot of supernatural powers, and Lin Changsheng has the ability to break through the encirclement.However, before he breaks through the siege, how many people does he need to let the Shangling temple and all the forces watching this scene know his determination.

"My ancestors, you are so kind to things that are not as good as pigs and dogs. If I were born 10 years earlier, I would definitely destroy the Dizhou and drag you to die together."

Lin Changsheng said in a cold voice, a three-foot sword appeared in his hand, and it swept out, breaking the fierce formation in all directions.

With a few more sword strikes, he directly chopped off the head of an early Mahayana elder, and the blood spurted out, which was shocking.