Fantasy: When I encounter strength, I become stronger. My cultivation level 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.

"Finish the work, call it a day!" Ye Junlin looked indifferent and turned to leave.

"This, are you going to let us go?" Elder Long Xiang was very surprised. It was completely opposite to the outcome he expected.

"Donor Ye, you are..." Elder Qingjing said in surprise.

As Ye Junlin walked, he stretched out his hand and scratched his butt, "Why are you making such a fuss? I am a person who has received nine years of compulsory education and is a high-level intellectual. There is still a distinction between right and wrong."

"You are not the culprits. You are not even considered an accomplice. You were just involved for no apparent reason. Now that the old bald donkey is dead, you Xuankong Temple will also pay the price. I will leave the rest to you."

"Well, that's it, bye."

heard.

The expressions on their faces were stunned.

They couldn't quite understand the nine-year compulsory education and senior intellectuals in front of it, but they could figure out the meaning behind it. In short, this person had no intention of angering them. What matters is that every wrongdoer has his own debtor.

Now that Xuyun is dead and the vitality of Xuankong Temple is severely damaged, this can be regarded as retribution!

Looking at that dashing back, Elder Longxiang and Elder Qingjing clasped their hands together, deeply moved in their hearts, and sighed: "Amitabha, I admire you for your reason to convince people."

Bai Xiaoxi quickly ran towards Ye Junlin with her short legs, "Master, wait for me, Shushu!"

It was not interested in fighting in the first place, but now it can leave here, not to mention how happy it is.

The Mushroom King followed closely as if he had been granted amnesty.

"Is this the end?" Hong Chiba's eye muscles twitched, feeling uncomfortable inside.

If he followed his usual style, he would definitely have bloodbathed the Xuankong Temple, killing all the monks in the temple, and burning the scriptures as well. No matter what is right or wrong, let’s talk about it first!

Qiang, Li Wujie sheathed his sword decisively, and he would unconditionally obey any orders from his master.

"Senior Brother Hong, we have to leave. Don't make Master unhappy." Li Wujie reminded him out of good intentions.

"Humph, I still need you to teach me? Take care of yourself first!" Hong Qianye rolled her beautiful eyes and walked past him with her arms folded.

Li Wujie shrugged and followed him step by step.

After getting along with him for a while, he has become accustomed to this senior brother's weird temper and is not very friendly to his fellow disciples. But only when facing the master, his attitude will change 180 degrees.

Perhaps, this is the deep love between master and disciple.

"Akun!"

Ye Junlin shouted, but received no response.

Take a closer look.

Kunpeng, who was originally suppressed, fell asleep at some point and did not even notice that the Wuzhi Mountain that was pressing on him disappeared.

"Master, Kunkun sleeps so soundly," Bai Xiaoxi said.

Ye Junlin was speechless.

How can you sleep at this age?

"Akun!!"

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

The sweet dream was shattered, and Kunpeng woke up. He flapped his wings violently, surrounded by flying sand and rocks, and strong winds.

Good guy, you are so angry!

But when he found out that it was the owner calling him, Kunpeng immediately calmed down in recognition, flew over with a guilty conscience, and rubbed Ye Junlin's arm with his big head.

"Okay, okay, I know what you mean, please pay attention next time." Ye Junlin said angrily.

Then, a group of people climbed onto Kunpeng's back. Kunpeng shouted happily a few times, and his body returned to its original size. His body covered the sky and the sun, and flew deep into the sky.

at this time.

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

Because the battle on the mountain was too terrifying, and the released energy flow tore through the void, many people did not dare to come forward, and only dared to watch from afar in fear.

"Look, what is that?!"

"Hiss, this is the mount that transcends the tribulation realm. It seems that the big boss has come out after finishing his work!"

"Does this mean the battle is over?"

"What I am most concerned about is, has the Hanging Temple been destroyed?"

……

The various forces in the Pure Land Kingdom are talking.

Countless spiritual consciousnesses intertwined and wandered outside Fantuo Mountain, but they did not dare to extend into the mountain.

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

After so many years, the Xuankong Temple has remained standing, and the Pure Land Kingdom has changed dynasties several times before, but every time a new country is established, the ruler of the country will continue to respect the Xuankong Temple.

This shows its great status and influence!

Therefore, before they are completely sure, all the forces in the Pure Land Kingdom dare not delve into it in depth for fear of offending this Buddhist holy land.

On Mount Fantuo.

The monks tidied up and cleaned the battlefield with grief.

Many fellow disciples died in this battle, and the temple's vitality was severely damaged. It was the biggest impact it had suffered since its establishment.

But now, they have no complaints. The Xuankong Temple is solely responsible for everything.

"Everyone, although the abbot has passed away, as long as Elder Longxiang and Elder Qingjing are here, I believe that Xuankong Temple can still restore its glory." An elder said to comfort his disciples.

The atmosphere was depressing and dull.

In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that after the mess at the altar, the inside story about this incident would soon spread, and the reputation of Xuankong Temple would be completely ruined, and the halo of the Buddhist holy land would probably be taken off.

Restoration of glory? Easier said than done!

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

"Yes, but we must swallow this bitter pill." Elder Qingjing said bitterly: "In fact, we are also responsible for the Xuankong Temple to this day. If we had known better, we should not have let it go and spent 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, causing the sand and dust to roll.

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

How dare someone take advantage of this moment to sneak into Mount Fantuo secretly?

The most important thing is that there is more than one opponent, and judging from the captured aura, several of them are even in the Tribulation Realm!

Buzz!

There were ripples in the void.

Figures walked out one after another. They were uniformly dressed in black robes, and their faces could not be seen clearly under the brim of their hats.

"Haha, the Three Saints of the Hanging Temple who were so powerful in the Eastern Region in the past, now you two are the only ones left. What a twist of fate." The middle-aged black-robed leader, with his hands behind his back, spoke in a mellow and magnetic voice.

"What the hell, you're so sneaky, rats from nowhere dare to run wild in the Xuankong Temple!" Elder Longxiang'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 ahead, but he was secretly worried in his heart.

At this time, 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 irritable as ever. Just like when the top ten immortal sects met in the Eastern Territory, you were spitting out fragrance at the scene. Thinking about it now, it is really a time of great changes, things and people have changed." Middle-aged black robe sighed.

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

To be able to appear on that occasion, he must have seen it before, and his identity is also a high-ranking senior member of the Immortal Sect!

The middle-aged man in black robe sneered and formed 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 and rushed towards the remaining monks.

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

"Stop!" Elder Longxiang and Elder Qingjing wanted to stop, but were suppressed by the power released by the middle-aged black robe. They could not kneel on the ground, their hearts filled with humiliation, and they gritted their teeth.

Now they have no energy left to fight.

Can only be slaughtered!

Screams and wails filled Mount Fantuo, but under the isolation of this gray curtain, these sounds could not reach the outside.

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

Blood stained the ground red, and the scene was like a hell.

"Who are you? Why did you do what you did? Did my Xuankong Temple offend you somewhere?!" Elder Longxiang and Elder Qingjing said angrily.

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

"Alliance, ally?!!"

The two of them felt like they were struck by lightning, their brains spinning rapidly. Currently, there is only one who can declare an alliance with the Xuankong Temple!

"You, you are..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

The middle-aged man in black robe suddenly stepped forward and grabbed their throats with both hands. Under the brim of his hat, a cold smile appeared on his lips, "You two, let's follow that self-righteous old guy on his way."

Boom~! !

The vast ocean of mana suddenly poured out.

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

Bang!

With a bang.

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

The middle-aged man in black robe slowly stretched out his hand, and the incomplete relic turned into a virtual cloud flew from the ground to the palm of his hand.

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

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

The slaughter continues.

After an unknown amount of time, there was no one left alive in the Xuankong Temple.

Rivers of blood flowed, and the smell of blood hit your nostrils.

Looking at the dead ancient temple in front of him, the middle-aged man in black robe put his hands behind his back and said coldly: "From now on, 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 by the look of the middle-aged man in black robe who turned his head. He quickly changed his words: "Sir, over there in the Pure Land Kingdom, should we take action now?"

The middle-aged man in black robe showed no expression: "Don't worry, a team has already passed by. The Pure Land Kingdom is part of the plan and must be captured!"

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

"Kunlun Realm will fall sooner or later. The Eastern Region is just the beginning. Our ancestors are right. Only by following the general trend can we survive. Even if the cards are reshuffled, our orthodoxy can still continue and even flourish!"

"So, nothing wrong."