There was silence between heaven and earth, and only the sound of the cold wind could be heard.

Ye Yun took Gong Youruo and had already fallen in front of the "White Horse Temple".

At this time, there was a sound of messy footsteps in the temple, and the people inside seemed to know that a strong man was approaching.

"Why do you want to do this, there is no one you are looking for in this temple. The door opened, and out came a fat lama dressed in a wide red and yellow robe.

The fat lama held a string of dzi in his hand and kept plucking it. Behind him, a group of fierce warrior monks appeared, all shirtless, with thick eyebrows and angry eyes, like King Kong Arhats.

"I'm looking for Sun Ye, a chubby young man, about 1.75 meters tall. Ye Yun said calmly.

"No, you must be mistaken, please go back if it's okay. The fat lama said decisively.

"Wait!" Gong Youruo suddenly said, "Abbot Sanji, look at who I am." ”

While speaking, Gong Youruo took off the light veil that covered her face, revealing that suffocating and stunning face, as if the heavens and the earth were eclipsed by her appearance.

"Mother God, is it you?" the fat lama Sanji was stunned.

He didn't expect that the Divine Mother Palace, who had been cultivating in the Kunlun Divine Palace, would actually appear here, accompanied by a man with a strange face.

"Don't call me Divine Mother, I am now a sword-wielding maid under the master's seat, and the former Kunlun Divine Palace has also returned to the 'Yunding Sect'. Gong Youruo immediately said, "The one in front of you is Ye Yun, the sect master of the 'Cloud Ding Sect'. ”

"What? how is this possible!!" Sanji's face changed wildly, and he staggered back a few steps.

This explosive news shocked the fat lama from ear to ear.

Before, although Ye Yun had ambushed the Kunlun Divine Palace, he was silent, and not many people knew about it.

The people of the White Horse Temple in Hongxue Mountain may have heard that something had happened in Kunlun, but they didn't expect that the change would be so great.

You must know that the Kunlun Divine Palace is a great power that dominates the snowy plateau and subdues countless monks, and the inheritance of the White Horse Temple is also extremely long, but it is automatically a head short in front of them, and there is no other way out except obedience.

Now that it has been co-opted by a little-known "Yunding Sect"? Will anyone believe it?

Sanchi's mouth was as wide as a cow eating it, and it was as if an earthquake had struck in his heart.

"You heard it right, now the Kunlun Divine Palace, and even the entire Huaxia Cultivation Realm, must obey Sect Master Ye's orders. Gong Youruo said again.

"Impossible!" Sanji gritted his teeth and said, "Unless the Lord of the Divine Palace shows up to explain, I won't believe what you say." ”

"Are you talking about the Mingyue of the Mountains?" Ye Yun smiled, grabbed a handful of broken metal pieces from the Qiankun Ring, and threw them in front of Sanji.

These metal fragments were a thick purple color, as if they were shrouded in a layer of frost, still exuding a strong killing intent, that special color, which made people feel the sharp edge of their throats just by looking at it.

"It's ......" Sanji sat down on the ground, cold sweat sliding down.

"You read that right, this is a fragment of the 'Purple Frost Sword', which was crushed by me. Ye Yun's tone was extremely calm.

"Oh my God!" the warrior monks were almost scared.

Who would have thought that the former No. 1 powerhouse on the plateau, the master of the Kunlun Divine Palace, Tangtai Mingyue, would actually be killed, and even the powerful flying sword that became famous was pinched and exploded with one hand.

"Open the door and let us search," Gong Youruo said, "Abbot Sanchi, you have to believe that we are only looking for someone, and there is no malicious intent. ”

"No, I'm afraid this won't work! His Holiness had already instructed him that no outsiders would be allowed to set foot in this sacred pure land unless his reincarnated body returned. Sanji shook his head desperately, looking very embarrassed.

The so-called rainbow is actually synonymous with death. It is rumored that when the Dharma King with great magical powers dies, a rainbow will appear in the sky that will collapse the sky, which is the rainbow.

"Didn't your Dharma King rainbow nearly twenty years ago?" Gong Youruo frowned.

"That's right! So we have to obey him. Sanji barely squeezed out a smile, "You two better please go back, no matter what, this place can't be open to the public, and no one can come." ”

Ye Yun stared at this person tightly, and found that a trace of panic flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"It's boring...... Ye Yun sneered and walked forward.

"Sect Master Ye, please stop, we have no intention of offending!" The muscles in the corners of Sanji's eyes subconsciously twitched a few times.

"Get out of the way!" Ye Yun snorted, and his speed suddenly increased.

It seemed like a hurricane that was raging to the extreme, and like a lightning bolt winding like a dragon, he had already broken through the blocking crowd and stood firmly in the courtyard with a snap of his fingers.

"Stop him!" Sanji snarled in fright.

"You people...... It's a death. Gong Youruo was quite speechless.

She deeply knew that Ye Yun's combat power was amazing, and he was already the top figure in the Huaxia Cultivation Realm.

These people in the White Horse Temple will never be able to stop them.

Ye Yun let go of his divine sense, enveloped the entire temple, and began to search carefully. He was very sure that as long as Sun Ye was here, he would definitely be able to find it.

Just in the blink of an eye, his divine sense had already scanned the temple from beginning to end, and even went deep into the ground three zhang below, and there was no Sun Ye's figure.

There was a special place, protected by a terrifying mass of energy, and not even his divine sense could snoop on it.

At this time, several weapons had already fallen, sweeping towards Ye Yun's body. There are sharp double , there are also stainless steel forks, and there are snow-bright ring knives.

Ye Yun didn't dodge or dodge, letting those weapons fall, and when they came, the warrior monks who shot had all howled and flew out upside down. The tiger's mouth where they held their weapons was already blurred with flesh and blood, and the people were so stumbling that they couldn't stand up at all. Those terrible weapons were all twisted and deformed, and became a pile of scrap metal.

"Get out! Otherwise, you will be killed!" Sanji's eyes were already red, and he shook the dzi in his hand and attacked Ye Yun as a hidden weapon in the sky.

The strength of this abbot is not weak, in fact, from Ye Yun's point of view, this person can properly win the first place by participating in the competition for the "Grandmaster List" in Huaxia.

The problem is that compared to Ye Yun's strength, Sanji's strength is too far behind, and Ye Yun is not even interested in doing anything with him.

"You, a monk, why are you so murderous?" Ye Yun thought for a moment.

The powerful divine consciousness poured out like a tide, and it actually intertwined into a thick curtain in the air, stopping all the dzi at once.

"Is that all right?" said Sanchi, dumbfounded.

He didn't even see Ye Yun make a move, those dzi beads that were enough to penetrate the golden stone were actually stopped by invisible obstacles, it was like a miracle.

The warrior monks who had planned to come forward to attack also threw their weapons aside, and they didn't have the courage to do it at all.

"Big fat man, listen to my advice, don't provoke my master, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable. Gong Youruo sighed.

"You don't know, it's not that simple!" Sanchi stomped his foot in anger, and in desperation, he only whistled.

The whistle was peculiar, high-pitched and poignant, like a wounded beast signaling for help.

At the same time.

The sound of flapping wings suddenly sounded from the bottom of the cliff behind the White Horse Temple, and it was approaching rapidly, as if some bird of prey was coming.

"It's just a few flat-feathered birds, this is your hole card?" Ye Yun smiled dumbly.

At the call, five huge vultures like a small hill arrived, ugly and bulky, but their wings spread out to obscure the sun, completely blocking the rays of the setting sun.

These five vultures appeared together, as if a huge dark cloud was coming, and the sky above the White Horse Temple was pitch black, as if it had entered the night directly.

"To tell you the truth, this is the divine vulture that His Holiness once fed during his lifetime, each of which can give birth to cracked tigers and leopards, and they have been secretly protecting the White Horse Temple. If you insist on searching the temple, don't blame them for being ruthless. Sanji smirked.

"Got you down. Ye Yun grinned.

He stomped his foot lightly, and the dzi that had fallen to the ground all bounced up and fell into his palm.

When five huge vultures swooped down from the sky, the dzi turned into deadly hidden weapons, lightning into their bodies.

Blood and messy feathers flew into the air, and the five vultures were killed on the spot, falling heavily into the courtyard, smashing the warrior monks who couldn't dodge and screaming.

"What? You dare to kill the vultures, I'll fight you!" said Sanchi, who was furious.

At this time, he knew that he was invincible, so he could only let it go, and raised his fist and hit Ye Yun.

"Your boxing skills are too rough, and any yak is more talented than you. Ye Yun shook his head, and with a light dip in his hand, he squeezed Sanji's fist.

Sanji was shocked, only to feel that the terrifying power in his body was like a wild horse on the loose, and the whole person rolled his eyes, and he actually fainted.

Ye Yun stroked his Heavenly Spirit Cover with one palm, and directly pulled out a wisp of Sanji's soul.

After spying for a few breaths, Ye Yun suddenly frowned, because things were far more complicated than he imagined.

"Master, what's going on?, is Sun Ye here?" asked Gong Youruo curiously.

"Neither is there or not. Ye Yun smiled bitterly.

"What do you say?" Gong Youruo was stunned.

"It's a long story," Ye Yun exhaled a breath of turbidity, "I didn't expect that Sun Ye was actually the reincarnation of King Suodafa, when he was in Chuzhou, some accidents also happened, and the Ye family was suppressed, so he had to run away, but he was intercepted by Sanji who rushed from the White Horse Temple......"

After listening to Ye Yun's narration, Gong Youruo was also dumbfounded.

"Sun Ye knew about his past life, he came back with Sanji, and then what happened?" Gong Youruo asked.

"That fat man was supposed to inherit the mantle of the Dharma King, but he couldn't bear the loneliness, knocked a few monks unconscious, and quietly ran away from here. Ye Yun spread his hands, helpless to the extreme.

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