The Main God Space is Coming

Just a fight.

The black-clothed monk stretched out his hands, and the overbearing palm force directly sent the two of them flying.

Ye Erniang and Xuan Ci both fell down, looking sickly, as if they had suffered serious injuries.

"Abbot!"

As if a fuse had been triggered, Xuanhui Kongkong, the four generations of famous monks from Shaolin Temple each held their weapons and marched out of the temple!

More than a hundred Shaolin monks appeared immediately, lined up in the road, or horizontal Zen staff, or raised their sabers, and surrounded the black-clothed monk who would strike at the slightest disagreement.

Xuan was angry to move his dantian, and shouted loudly: "Fire the Arhat formation!" Five hundred monks responded: "Construct the Arhat formation!"

The red dress flashes!The gray shadow rolled!The [-] monks scattered in clusters to the east and teams to the west, like a hundred flowers all over the mountains and plains.

At a certain moment, immeasurable rays of light appeared from every monk, and all gathered together seemed to turn into a lot of firewood to burn, and the momentum was extraordinarily huge!

A group of people from the rivers and lakes who came to "seek justice" suddenly changed their faces.

"Arhat formation!"

Surrounded by the power of pure Buddha power, many people can feel that their inner power and true energy are flowing extremely slowly.

"Is this a deterrent?" Xintiao Qian smiled.

It can be said that Xuan Ci is certain to die.

But how to die is a question.

no doubt.

Shaolin Temple's behavior at this moment seems to indicate that Xuanci's death can only be decided by themselves, and no one else can control it!

There was no intention of giving in at the beginning!

That's right, everyone is planning to demolish the temple, and the Buddha also has fire.

Beigong Wuyue, who was watching all this, was not surprised at these cowardly people in the arena.

After thinking about it, I always feel that I need to give these cannon fodder a little "hope" of victory.

If all these people are wiped out, the reputation of Shaolin Temple will definitely be ruined, so of course they cannot be let go.

then.

Kitamiya Muzuki decided to play by herself.

The time has come for Tu Qiangdagger to see each other, and no matter how much reason is said, it will be false.

Play when it's time to play, let's not talk nonsense.

Immediately, he leisurely came to the vicinity of the formation of monk soldiers, and the power displayed by the formation was reduced to the point where it was no longer noticeable.

Okay, grab something.

Beigong Wuyue's eyes seemed to have a feeling, and several white-faced and beardless people, Yue Buqun, and a number of celebrities who came here with great kindness.

They are all in the Divine Vein Realm.

It doesn't take much reason to grab something.

Anyway, the reputation of Shaolin Temple at this time is completely rotten

Chapter 433 Battle!confusion!Yui Hahama Yui, Isshiro Hae Logistics

Glancing at the monk in black, Beigong Wuyue knew that this person was Xiao Yuanshan, Qiao Feng's old father.

But he didn't intend to continue to force this guy to talk about some grievances.

The chief culprit, Murong Bo, took the initiative to die and was killed by himself, so Xiao Yuanshan who didn't know the situation could only point the finger at Shaolin Temple.

Just hit it off with him.

"Too much wealth." Beigong Wuyue said heartily, his eyes calm.

What he wants are all kinds of resource treasures that Shaolin Temple has collected for many years, as well as the wreckage of the magic weapon and the complete magic weapon.

At the same time, he also wanted to plunder a large amount of wealth and give it to other Li people.

It should be clear that the wealth in it came from countless believers who directly donated materials and even ruined themselves.

They all just want to have a good birth in the afterlife... Hehe.

The means of cheating money are too low-end.

Or spit it all out.

of course.

Kitamiya Muzuki would never think that he was doing the right thing anyway, he was just doing what he thought was right.

plunder!

Heart is worse than action.

Beigong Wuyue, who was being watched by everyone, didn't talk nonsense, without raising her eyelids, she slowly raised her hand, as if swatting a mosquito, and pressed it lightly.

The howling wind and air waves shattered the plaque of Shaolin Temple and the buildings within it with endless divine intent.