The breeze blew gently, and the leaves swayed gently, causing a rustling sound.

Suddenly, a ball of heavenly fire fell from the sky and fell towards this ancient temple.

The old monk who was meditating suddenly opened his eyes and then suddenly slapped his palm upwards.

"boom……"

The huge flame exploded and turned into Mars all over the sky, falling down, igniting the ancient temple.

The flame was extremely terrifying, and a raging fire was ignited in an instant, turning the entire ancient temple into a sea of ​​fire.

Suddenly, the compassionate expression on the old monk's face was completely cured, and replaced by endless murderous intent, without the kindness of monks who had been compassionate before.

The old man jumped and flew directly to the sky. However, the next second, the old man's body fell down and smashed a big pit on the ground. The terrifying force caused the surrounding trees to explode in pieces.

"Chee..."

A high and melodious hissing sound resounded throughout the world. Then, a green divine bird flashed its wings and swept down from the sky, heading straight for the old monk.

I saw the green bird covered in flames, shining brightly. Wherever it passed, the trees turned into ashes and the ground was burned [520    www.biquge520.co] into scorched earth.

Seeing this, the middle-aged monk and the young monk were shocked because they recognized that it turned out to be a blue phoenix.

Qingluan is a branch of the divine beast Fenghuang. Its bloodline is extremely irresistible. As we all know, there is an old Qingluan in Xiling Beast Mountain, whose merits and fortunes are invincible.

But this Qingluan is still in the holy realm. Could it be a junior of the Qinghuang Taoist?

The green phoenix stretched out two sharp claws and enveloped the old monk.

"Who is the evil beast? How dare you come to the Buddhist holy land to play wild!"

The old monk roared, held a demon-subduing pestle in his hand, and smashed it directly at the Qingluan.

"when……"

The two sharp claws of the Green Luan Bird slammed the demon-subduing pestle and emitted a series of sparks. The old man was shocked to retreat continuously, while the Qingluan Bird on the other side flapped his wings and turned into a human form.

It was a little girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, with her ponytails, her facial features were as delicate as a ceramic doll, and her clear eyes were a bit cold.

"When will the Temple of Slaughtering become a Buddhist holy land?" the little girl asked back, playing with her braids.

Hearing this, the old monk's expression changed drastically and asked in a deep voice: "Where did the little girl come from? How dare you speak nonsense here!"

His face was still calm, but he secretly guessed the other party’s origin in his heart. Why could he tell their secret in one word?

"It's okay to tell you. I am the sixth disciple of the back mountain. Today I am here to avenge my junior brother!" Feng Xiaoluan pointed at the old monk and said.

"Haha! Even if you dare to break into this place, you might as well underestimate me to wait!" The old monk grinned and his eyes were gloomy.

Feng Xiaoluan nodded, "Oh... I forgot if you don't say it. Call out all the hidden people, and I'll send you on the way together!"

At this moment, figures flashed around, and hundreds of people surrounded him, some of whom were wearing monk's robes, while the others were covered in black and holding weapons.

But even those monks dressed up, they were all fierce and evil, and there was no sign of compassion.

Feng Xiaoluan looked around with her lively eyes and found that there were actually several powerful people in the holy realm. Although she had known that this ancient temple was far more than the three two people on the surface, she did not expect that so many killers were hidden.

"Six disciples from the back mountain, hahahaha..."

"It is said that the disciples of the back mountain are powerful and can sweep across the same realm. It's a pity that you are weak and you are destined to die here today!" The old monk held the demon-subduing pestle in his hand, his face full of pride, and walked forward step by step.

Feng Xiaoluan looked disrespectful and asked, "We're all here, right? Then I'm not polite!"

"Seventh Junior Brother, I'm working!"

Suddenly, she shouted into the sky.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddhist chant came, and then a young monk with barefoot came into the air. He saw him holding the Vajra Magic Wand in his right hand and slowly coiling with a string of Buddhist beads in his left hand.

Seeing this young monk suddenly appear, the expressions of the people in the Temple of Slaughtering Change.

Although this person is not old, his Buddhist cultivation is quite profound. A Buddhist seal with a font-shaped "卍" appeared behind him, and a sacred and dazzling Buddha light burst out.

I saw him falling down and a large lotus blooming under his feet. This was definitely a great way to cultivate Buddhist secret techniques to a very high level, so that this kind of strange phenomenon of a lotus will appear in one step.

Obviously, this is a real Buddhist practice, not an evil monk like them who conceals people's eyes and deceives the world and steals the reputation.

"Who are you?" the old monk asked below with a serious expression.

"Seven disciples of the back mountain, Sumeru!"

Sumeru?

When everyone heard this name, they were stunned. Everyone knew that there were nine disciples in the back mountain and Chu Jingzhe. However, several of them rarely appeared, and the names of several of them were a mystery.

In addition to the eldest disciple who had been down the mountain for many years, the second disciple also went down the mountain for the first time not long ago.

In addition, the fourth and seven disciples are not known to outsiders.

To be precise, those who really move to the outside world are only the third disciple Fu Fengxue, the fifth disciple Lin Yu, Mo Xiaochi, and even Feng Xiaoluan rarely go down the mountain.

No one expected that the seven disciples in the back mountain would actually be a Buddhist practitioner.

Fortunately, he is only in the holy realm cultivation level. He has so many people who join forces to deal with him and Feng Xiaoluan, but he is not without a chance of winning.

“Hand it…”

The old monk shouted angrily, and hundreds of killers acted immediately and killed Feng Xiaoluan and Sumi.

However, at this moment, Feng Xiaoluan formed seals with both hands, and said lightly, "The formation starts!"

Suddenly, array patterns appeared all over the sky, covering the area, and condensing endless killing disasters, making the void become chaotic.

Even many killers who used secret techniques to hide in the dark were shocked and could no longer hide.

"Hehe, how about it? Are you very surprised?" Feng Xiaoluan showed a weird expression and covered her mouth and chuckled.

The killers from the Temple of Slaughtering Temple looked at the formation patterns all over the sky, their faces were ashen, their mouths were dry, and their tongues were dry, and their deep anxiety came to their hearts.

"Boom..."

The killing disasters fell all over the sky, forming an indiscriminate attack. The killers in the holy realm had no power to resist and were directly overwhelmed by the killing disaster.

For a moment, screams came one after another, and blood was flying everywhere in the killing formation, and figures were constantly being torn apart.

At the same time, Feng Xiaoluan and Xumi also took action and killed the powerful people in the holy realm respectively.

Before a powerful man from the Holy Realm could react, Feng Xiaoluan slapped his heavenly spirit cover with a light palm.

"boom……"

The powerful man in the holy realm only felt a thunder blew up in his mind. Then, his eyes went black and his spiritual incarnation was shattered.

He didn't even have time to scream, and his entire sea of ​​consciousness exploded and died tragically on the spot.
Chapter completed!