Chapter 181
As the old monk Purdue's words fell, the expressions of several old monks in the room startled. Obviously, they also knew that Ye Xuan's style alone would never let the little Thunder Sound go. Temple.
Furthermore, 13 Ming Sect members died in their hands. This is also an unsolvable game.
Boom——Boom——Boom.
9 by 9, 81 bells rang in the small Thunder Sound Temple, a golden light shrouded the small Thunder Sound Temple, and the sound of Buddha's Zen singing was heard in all directions.
On this day, the gold pestle was finally born. All the monks of the Little Thunder Sound Temple are waiting for their lives, ready to welcome the arrival of Ye Xuan, because these monks know that this is about the survival of the little Thunder Sound Temple.
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In the vast land, foreign beasts are rampant. In the wild land, you can see several floating corpses from time to time, being bitten by foreign beasts.
The sky is full of wind and sand, hu hu makes a sound, Ye Xuan's complexion is unwavering, and he is walking forward facing the full sky. Behind him are dozens of Ming Sect members, and everyone’s face is The murderous intention is flooded with cold and cold.
The strange beast wailed and ran away in embarrassment.
Without Ye Xuan's action, the killing and hostility of the Ming Sect members alone allowed these strange beasts wandering in the wilderness to flee. Obviously these strange beasts can also feel this. The group of humans must not to be trifled with.
"Sir, there is a small Thunder Sound Temple ten miles ahead, shall we kill it directly?" Gu Beichen asked in a low voice, the hostility in his eyes could not be restrained from flowing out.
"Heh!"
Ye Xuan has a brutal sneer at the corner of his mouth. He looks at the little Thunder Sound Temple in the distance, his voice is weird and gloomy and coldly said: "Interesting, didn't Expect this little Thunder Sound Temple and Spiritual Artifact to remain in the world."
Ye Xuan stepped out and suddenly disappeared from the eyes of Gu Beichen and the others, and made Gu Beichen face changed and quickly greeted Zhuo Junting and Zhuo Junting. Ming Sect members speed up and rush to the small Thunder Sound Temple.
Little Thunder Sound Temple.
The gate of the temple is open, and a large number of monks are holding sticks and standing in front of each other, but everyone's face is slightly pale, because they know what kind of terrifying existence they are about to face.
wu wu wu!
Yellow sand blows across the sky, and a slender silhouette comes from the sand. His black hair is floating in the sand, and his ancient black shirt is grinning, although there is no imposing manner on his body. , But when people look at it, it is as if they see a great mountain pressing on them, and these monks have a feeling of breathlessness.
Tread-step-step on.
Ye Xuan wandered until he stood in front of the small Thunder Sound Temple, and a smile was drawn from the corner of his mouth.
"I have to say, those who dare to kill me Ming Sect, you little Thunder Sound Temple are so bold."
Ye Xuan's voice is calm, but it echoes in the wind and sand in the sky When his eyes opened and closed, a sinister light flashed across, which made the monk guarding in front of the temple retreat unconsciously.
"Amitabha, good is good."
A loud and loud Buddha's name came, stopping the retreat of the monks, and quietly clenching the stick in his hand.
"Ye Divine King is famous and famous. Today, I will visit my little Thunder Sound Temple to make my temple flourish. Please also Ye Divine King to enter the temple."
Among them, the sad voices of the old Purdue monk heard, and the monks guarding in front of the temple let a path open.
At this time!
Ye Xuan smiled like one, strolling into the small Thunder Sound Temple, with many monks drooping on both sides. Obviously Ye Xuan’s wicked name was too terrifying, so close contact with him made these monks fearful Tremble.
In the temple courtyard.
Led by Purdue, four old monks stood behind him, clasping their hands together, muttering the scriptures of descending the devil, and the deafening Buddha sounds echoed in all directions.
weng!
The void exploded and the ripples spread.
Ye Xuan stepped out, and the ground under his feet was cracked like a spider web, extending to the feet of several old monks, making the scriptures in their mouths abruptly stopped.
"Amitabha!"
"Ye Divine King, as the saying goes, if one can let people off, then spare them, my little Thunder Sound Temple admits that I have never offended you, and You have been agonizing each other, have you done too much?" The old monk Purdue said bitterly, his posture was neither humble nor arrogant, and his face bloomed with compassion and compassion.
"Heh!"
A sneer was drawn from the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth, his eyes were indifferently looking at the old Pudu monk, his voice ice-cold saying: "Old bald donkey , You dare to kill my Ming Sect people, and even imprison my subordinates. If you don’t give me an explanation today, I’m afraid your temple, which has been inherited for thousands of years, will be destroyed."
The old monk Puzhi stepped out, his complexion turned red, and angrily roared: "It's you Ming Sect who wants to destroy my little Thunder Sound Temple first, and even wants to snatch my temple cultivation cheats. I waited for self-protection, so I couldn't do anything. Kill."
"Ye Xuan, don't bully intolerably."
"bully intolerably?"
Ye Xuan laughed, he really laughed. It's just that his smile is cruel, and his eyes are slightly narrowed, and he looks around the several old monks present, his voice said in a dark voice: "You are right, I am bully intolerably, but what can you do?"
"If I want to kill you, you must obediently let me kill. Those who dare to resist, that is to fight against my Ye Xuan, and if you fight against my Ye Xuan, I will let him know what life is better than death. "
As Ye Xuan's voice fell, the faces of several old monks were pale, and their eyes looking towards Ye Xuan were filled with anger.
"Ye Xuan, you demon generation, not only ordered your minions to destroy my little Thunder Sound Temple, now it is so arrogant and unreasonable, but also utterly talking in my temple, do you really think I am The little Thunder Sound Temple is so deceived?" The old monk Puhui roared loudly, and Buddha's radiance overflowed all over his body. He was obviously extremely angry.
"haha"
Ye Xuan laughed wildly, his eyes were dark and cold, and said: "Joke, you guys are really a joke."
"this World There are only strong and weak, where is the right and wrong?"
"You don’t even understand this truth. This so-called small Thunder Sound Temple can stand on the Divine Province for thousands of years. Isn’t it a joke? ?"
"Remember, because I am stronger than you, you are not as good as a dog in front of me. You can only be reduced to livestock. Do I have to reason with livestock if I want to slaughter them?"
"What a sharp-tongued evil devil, today, even if the old monk dies by your hands, he will do the devil surrender and kill you on the spot."
Pu The old monk Hang roared loudly, his palms folded together, and his mouth kept chanting. The horrible Buddha's radiance bloomed all over his body, which made his monk's robes swell endlessly. A pair of Buddha's radiance big hands were suddenly raised, and he slapped Ye Xuan violently. .
"A man is like an ant, I don’t know Heavenly Might, die for me!"
Ye Xuan made a cruel voice. When he stepped out, the ground violently shook, and the ground under his feet instantly collapsed. The whole person suddenly appeared in front of the old monk Puhang.
Wait for the old monk to take action, Ye Xuan smiled cruelly, and the horrible palm of blood slapped directly on the opponent's heavenly spirit.
Boom!
Buddha's radiance was annihilated, and his body exploded. The old monk Puhang didn't even have a chance to shoot. It turned into blood mist in the sky and was shot to death by Ye Xuan alive.