Chapter Thirty-Eight: There Will Be No More Shaolin After Today

Just as Ye Langtian was fantasizing about a wonderful life in the future, a wail suddenly came.

"Boss, save me! Boss, I'm here!"

Hearing this, everyone looked back.

Ma Pijin tearfully looked excited, and couldn't help but scream.

Seeing this scene, the three girls blushed and broke free from Ye Lang's arms in shame.

Ye Lang flicked his fingers and rescued Ma Pijin.

"Boss, I want to kill you!" Ma Pijin walked around, wanting to throw himself into Ye Lang's arms.

Seeing this scene, Ye Lang was speechless, flicked his robe, and glared at the latter with cold eyes.

Ma Pijin trembled all over, and he didn't dare to step forward because of his grievances, and he was very sad in his heart.

The boss only has beauties in his eyes, and he simply likes the new and hates the old, which hurts his heart too much.

"All right! This is a reward for you. ”

Ye Lang took out a pill of the day after tomorrow and shot it at Ma Pijin with a flick of his fingers.

Hearing this, Ma Pijin was overjoyed, and took Hou Tiandan immediately.

In the next moment, Ma Pijin immediately burst into momentum, and instantly broke through to the middle of the day after tomorrow.

Seeing this scene, everyone present was in an uproar, and they all looked envious.

"This kid is really lucky!"

"Alas, all good things have been coaxed by pigs! If I can take the pill given by the Purple Emperor, maybe I can break through the acquired consummation realm!"

"Yes, he is just a small follower of the Purple Emperor, but he can get the Divine Pill from the Purple Emperor!"

"This kid will soar in the future! With the Purple Emperor, this Taishan, he can walk sideways in the world!"

They didn't expect that the elixir that Ye Lang gave him casually would allow Ma Pijin to break through the realm.

Of course, what they didn't expect was that Ye Lang was so broad, and he was a divine pill at his fingertips, and even envied Ma Pijin.

"Hey, hey, I'm the boss's first man!"

Seeing this scene, Ma Pikin's whole body floated away, and he smiled proudly.

Of course, compared to Ma Pijin's pride, Yun Zhonghe, Yue Laosan and Gu Mozhi, but the three of them turned pale.

If the Purple Emperor hadn't died, they wouldn't have dared to betray anything.

But what made them desperate was that when they betrayed, the Purple Emperor actually returned!

If they had been more firm at the beginning, they would have been able to rely on the prestige of the Purple Emperor in the future and run rampant in the world.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine, and even they can imagine their own end!

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed into the sky and fled into the distance.

This person is obviously Murong Bo!

But will he really be able to escape? That is obviously impossible!

Seeing this scene, Ye Lang raised his hand and pointed at it from afar, and several terrifying sword fingers burst out.

The next moment, Murong Fu screamed and fell to the ground, already seriously injured, but Ye Lang deliberately left his hand.

Murong Fu is a master of the late congenital stage, he doesn't want to let it go!

At that moment, Ye Lang stepped on the ground, his figure burst away, and appeared in front of Murong Bo.

"You kill the old man! The old man has no complaints about the king's defeat and defeat!"

Murong Bo knew that he was in a catastrophe, and gritted his teeth unwillingly.

Hearing this, Ye Lang was indifferent, and clasped Murong Bo's Tianling cover with one hand.

The next moment, the suction in Ye Lang's palm surged, and the majestic internal force in Murong Bo's body was completely drained by him.

I have to say that Murong Bo's internal strength in the late congenital stage is very majestic, and after Ye Lang sucked up his internal force, he was actually two points stronger.

Ye Lang guessed in his heart that if he absorbed five more late-innate masters, he would definitely be able to break through the mid-innate realm!

In this way, if Ye Lang sucks up the other old monsters, it is very likely that he will break through again!

"You actually sucked up the old man's internal strength?!"

Murong Bo's face turned pale, his eyes looked at Ye Lang, and he roared angrily.

Because for a martial artist, if he loses his cultivation, it is more uncomfortable than killing him.

"What's the matter, since you want to die, the emperor will be fulfilled!"

Ye Lang's tone was indifferent and cold, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

The next moment, in front of Murong Bo, a blood demon pool appeared on the ground out of thin air, and countless white bone hands poured out of it and dragged it in.

"No!

Murong Bo screamed in horror, and his body finally sank into the Blood Demon Pool.

Ye Lang looked not far away, his hands reached out, he sucked in the air, and successively threw dozens of innate masters killed by the innate into the blood demon pool.

At this time, Ye Lang suddenly looked at Gu Mozhi and the Shaolin abbot.

"Don't! Purple Emperor, don't kill me!"

Seeing this scene, Gu Mozhi looked frightened, trembling all over, and wanted to flee immediately.

The next moment, Ye Lang stretched out his hand to probe in the air, and a terrifying giant hand threw the two into the blood demon pool.

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out and intercepted the Shaolin abbot.

I saw an old monk holding the abbot in one hand, and he and Ye Lang were opposite each other.

"Amitabha! If you have to be forgiving and surround people, why should the donor be aggressive!"

The old monk had a kind face, a solemn appearance, folded his hands, and said in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner.

"You dare to be the enemy of Bendi, aren't you afraid of death?!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Lang stood with his hands in his hands and said indifferently and coldly.

He already knew that this person was the strongest sweeping monk in the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon.

Sweeping monk: Cultivating Shaolin for many years.

Cultivation realm: the realm of innate perfection.

Comprehensive evaluation: A hidden master, not to be underestimated.

Ye Lang didn't pay attention to this.

After he broke through the innate realm, he was already invincible in the innate realm!

"The donor is guilty of a great sin! put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

Hearing this, the sweeping monk's eyes were cold, and his tone was majestic.

He admitted that the Purple Emperor was very strong, but he was already invincible in the world, and he didn't think that Ye Lang would be able to defeat him.

It was precisely because of this that he dared to appear! If the Purple Emperor had been interested in it, he would not have planned to come out.

But he didn't expect that the Purple Emperor obviously didn't intend to let go of the Shaolin Temple.

"Haha! Put down the butcher's knife so that you can let the mermaid meat?"

"It's the funniest joke Bendi has ever heard!"

"Not even the sky! Does the Buddha dare to save the emperor?"

Hearing this, Ye Lang shook off the emperor's robe and looked up to the sky and laughed.

The sound of laughter resounded through the heavens and the earth, showing the rampant domineering!

"The donor's magic barrier is deep and difficult to extricate himself!"

"Today, the old man will do the right thing for heaven and kill you, the devil!"

Hearing this, the sweeping monk's eyes were cold, and he burst into a shout, and slapped Ye Lang with a terrifying palm.

He has found an excuse to kill the Purple Emperor, and the immediate attack is a killing move!

Seeing this scene, Ye Lang laughed angrily.

These hypocritical and self-proclaimed monks, he has long been unaccustomed to it!

If the wheel is shameless, Murong Fu is far from these fake monks!

If they were really merciful, why didn't Abi show up when the three daughters were in danger?

Such an ugly person should not exist in the world!

Since everything in the world is ugly!

Then let the ugliness of this world be reclaimed!

Although, Ye Lang admits that he is not a good person.

But he doesn't care about pretending!

Disdain hypocrisy!

Disdain hypocrisy!

Human nature can be ugly!

Ugly in disguise, only uglier!

"After today, there will be no more Shaolin!"

Looking at the oncoming giant palm, Ye Lang's eyes were cold and fearless.

At that moment, he shouted angrily, and the terrifying internal force surged out, and he also slapped it with one palm.

Thundered!

The next moment, two terrifying giant palms collided together, and a shocking sound erupted.

For a while, the sand flew away, the strong wind was blowing, and the terrifying aftermath spread.

The sweeping monk vomited blood, his body flew upside down, and finally fell to the ground.

Ye Lang stood with his hands in his hands, his body motionless.

Under the palm of your hand, you will make a judgment!

"How could he be so strong?"

The sweeping monk looked at Ye Lang with a shocked expression, he didn't expect Ye Lang to be stronger than him!

For a while, the sweeping monk couldn't accept the result, and his whole face was distorted and hideous.

The next moment, seeing the bursting Ye Lang, the sweeping monk became frightened and wanted to flee immediately.

He knew that he was not Ye Lang's opponent at all, and the two were not on the same level at all.

But the next moment, Ye Lang appeared in front of him like a ghost.

"Don't kill the old man! Shaolin Temple Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the world martial arts, the Purple Emperor can take it!"

"You let Bendi surround your life?" Hearing this, Ye Lang stood with his hands in his hands, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Please ask the Purple Emperor to take the old man's life! The old man is willing to pay any price!"

When the sweeping monk heard this, he was overjoyed and swore an oath.

The so-called older a person gets, the more afraid he is of death! Naturally, he is no exception!

Moreover, if he breaks through the foundation building realm, he can live for another hundred years, and he naturally doesn't want to die.

"Okay! Bendi will give you a chance! You will go to Shaolin now!"

Ye Lang stood with his hands in his hands, with a playful look on his face, and looked at the sweeping monk playfully.

His rampant laughter was like a bell, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

Hearing this, the sweeping monk's face changed greatly.

He didn't expect that Ye Lang would give him a problem.

He was full of benevolence and morality before, but now Ye Lang wants him to slap himself.

But is face or life important?

Is Shaolin Temple important or is life important?

Of course, nonsense is a small life!

The sweeping monk didn't think about it, so he stood up and went out to the many Shaolin disciples.

The next moment, under the shocked and stunned gaze of everyone, the sweeping monk subverted the world's cognition.

From the former compassionate and kind-eyed monk, he has become a murderous demon!

He killed ten people in one step, ignoring the many screams of Shaolin, and launched a massacre!

A moment later, the Shaolin Temple was full of blood, and there was no grass!

The sweeping monk was covered in blood, came to Ye Lang, and said with a smile, "Purple Emperor, Lao Qu has washed Shaolin in blood, should you take my life?"

Of course, the sweeping monk thought in his heart that when he broke through the foundation building realm, he would definitely make Ye Lang's life worse than death!

Hearing this, Ye Lang smiled indifferently.

The next moment, he suddenly reached out with one hand and grabbed the sweeping monk's heavenly spirit cover.

The sweeping monk looked at Ye Lang with a frightened face, and said in a trembling voice, "Purple Emperor, you are a good word!

Ye Lang smiled indifferently, his eyes were cold, and he said, "This emperor said to give you a chance, but he didn't say to spare your life! The opportunity has been given! But this emperor still wants to kill you!"

The next moment, under the frightened gaze of the sweeping monk, the suction power between Ye Lang's palms surged out.