Lin Feng took Ban Xingwen to find Su Yu and the others, and the master and apprentice hugged their heads and cried, glad that they could survive this catastrophe, and were grateful to Lin Feng for seeing the unevenness of the road and drawing their swords to help.

Except for Xing Ning, the people of Biyun Palace were all disarmed, dragged their stumps and driven into the canyon, leaving them to fend for themselves.

These people with broken legs and hands, even if they can survive in the ice and snow, their bodies and spirits will inevitably suffer great pain.

According to Lin Feng's meaning, Xing Ning was let go, and the remaining group of people from the Tianshan Sect didn't know where to go.

It is not safe to return to the sect, although the forces of Biyun Palace and the demon cultivator were crushed by Lin Feng by himself, but it is difficult to guarantee that Wujian Lou will not make a comeback. As long as a Demon Foundation Stage monk arrives, the Tianshan Sect will still only have the share of killing by the neck.

Lin Feng pointed out a direction for this group of people, went to the Kunlun Hotel at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, met with the Kunlun faction, and then contacted the Danxia faction after resting, and set off for Hong Kong City to avoid trouble.

Staying away from the Western Regions and temporarily avoiding the edge of the building is the best choice for the survivors of the eight major factions.

Lin Feng and the Tianshan faction separated, and a thousand-mile escape talisman returned to the Kunlun Hotel.

Here, he tried to contact the center of the circle, but there was no answer.

Tianlong Temple, located in the southwest of the country of abundance, is far away from the outside of the Saiwai, but the claws of the building have definitely stretched out there.

Whether it is out of the righteousness of the rivers and lakes or the friendship of friends, Tianlong Temple cannot but be saved.

The battle line was too long, and Lin Feng felt that the whip was beyond his reach, so he had to bear the pain of running back and forth, racking his brains to think of ways to deal with it.

Tonight, regardless of the cost or the cost, I used several thousands of miles of escape talismans.

From Kunlun to the land of abundance, Lin Feng once again used his terrifying connections, through the richest man Zhou Yunteng to catch up with a local tycoon in Sichuan Province, in a plain area less than 100 kilometers away from Tianlong Temple, to establish a reference area, with a bonfire and distant mountains as the baseline, through video, once again to help Lin Feng to carry out ultra-long-distance escape.

I don't know if it's because of the dark sky and continuous light rain, this night, the bell of Tianlong Temple doesn't seem to ring, the temple is silent, and the courtyard door is closed.

Lin Feng stepped on his sword and crossed the temple gate, his eyes gradually filled with anger.

In the Tianlong Temple, there are fallen warrior monks everywhere, their expressions are distorted, the seven holes are bleeding, and the corpses are all over the monks' rooms, inside and outside the temple, without exception, they are all poisoned and died!

They probably didn't even know who the enemy was, so they died quietly and tragically in the temple in the middle of the night.

Wu Missing Building's strategy for treating Tianlong Temple is the same as that of the Tianshan faction, knowing that the monks of Tianlong Temple will not eat hard and soft, will not cooperate with the demon cultivators, and it is impossible for them to surrender, so they have adopted the despicable means of poisoning the monks!

Anger continued to burn in his heart, Lin Feng came to the temple's Daxiong Treasure Hall, through the window, he saw a circle of monks sitting inside, among which there were two people, Yuanxin and Yuankong, and the old monk in the robe sitting in the middle was the abbot of Tianlong Temple, Master Yunyi.

Eighteen monks, guarding Master Yunyi, their lips squirmed, silently reciting Buddhist mantras, circles of Buddha light bloomed, and in the solemn hall of the Mahavira Treasure, an invisible barrier was condensed to block outsiders.

"Hehe, what about the Eighteen Arhat Formations? A group of bald donkeys dare to compete with this seat!?" A black-clothed man stood not far from the entrance of the main hall, pushing flat with one palm, and the air was distorted with the naked eye and pressed towards the monks of Tianlong Temple.

In the competition of internal strength, the sum of the eighteen ancient warriors is impossible to fight for a demonic monk.

But obviously, the monks who formed the Eighteen Arhat Formation were not afraid of death, desperately burning the essence of life, and even condensed the Buddha's light a little more, and pushed back towards the man in black.

"Looking for something dead!" The demonic monk of Wujian Lou raised his left palm again, pushed his palms flat, and his internal strength gushed, and the power of the instant squeezing shattered the beam above the main hall, and the air waves rolled and splashed, and the Buddha statue in the distance actually cracked a gap out of thin air!

Eighteen monks collectively vomited blood, still trying their best to support, at this moment of life and death, suddenly, the infinite pressure seemed to be drained, followed by a scream in black, and the trembling eyeballs almost jumped out of the socket!

His two arms were cut off at the elbow of a sharp weapon, blood spurted wildly, and the severed hand fell on the floor of the main hall, still trembling!

At the last minute, the situation was completely reversed!

The man in black lost his attack power, and the monks of Tianlong Temple took a heavy breath, and saw in surprise that there was a man wearing a mask next to the man in black.

The man had nothing on his hands, and no one saw how he appeared or how he made a move.

"The Buddha Gate is pure, how can you allow these evil demons to run rampant!" As soon as Lin Feng opened his mouth, Yuanxin felt déjà vu, but he was not sure.

"You, who are you?" The man in black endured the severe pain, drenched in cold sweat, but he couldn't move, not only his arms were cut off, but the back of his back was also pointed by Lin Feng, and his feet were nailed there.

"Why do you always have the same question?" Lin Feng sneered: "Go down and ask your senior brother!"

Poof!

Without waiting for this person to react, Lin Feng pierced his heart with a sword, and Jian Yuan came out through his chest, and disappeared into invisibility in an instant.

The man in black fell to the ground with a thud, paying the price for his cruelty and thirst for killing.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Master Yunyi clasped his palms together and whispered the Buddha's name, but he leaned back and fell backwards.

"Abbot!" "Master!" The monks panicked, not caring about their internal injuries, they rushed forward and helped the abbot up with all hands and feet.

Lin Feng glanced over, stepped forward and said, "He is deeply poisoned, let it down first, and I will come to the doctor." ”

Master Yunyi has been able to persist until now, relying on his deep internal strength to forcibly resist the poison, and at this moment the strong enemy is dead, the pressure has dissipated, and the body has relaxed, but it can't be done.

The monks brought a few futons and put them on top to lie flat, Lin Feng immediately fed the abbot a detoxification pill, and then began to apply needles to detoxify.

When wisps of poisonous gas overflowed from the Baihui acupoint above the abbot's head, Lin Feng motioned for the monks to leave the Daxiong Treasure Hall to avoid poisoning by inhaling poisonous smoke.

In less than half a burnt of incense, all the poison on Master Yunyi's body was dissolved and returned to normal.

"Donor, the old man has thanked him for saving his life...... Master Yunyi got up, trying to find out Lin Feng's true identity, "Can you tell me that the donor's surname is great?"

Lin Feng smiled: "The abbot and I should have had a relationship, the last time I was in the underground boxing ring of the Rose Cafe, ......"

"Ahh......h You are Lin Xiaoyou!" Master Yunyi's face flashed in shock, he didn't dare to imagine that Lin Feng's strength had reached such a shocking level!

Lin Feng smiled and took off his mask, revealing his identity.

Master Yunyi nodded again and again, and gradually relieved, Lin Feng must have an opportunity to defy the sky, this is not something that ordinary people can compare.

Fortunately, he was a friend and not an enemy, and he came to help in time, so that Tianlong Temple could save the last bit of fire and prevent the monks of the temple from being slaughtered.