Chapter 125: Floating Temple (Coming to the Demon Realm)

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When I arrived at the teahouse, I had already heard the painful screams of the hotel on the second floor.

"Son of a bitch!" I cursed, jumped out of the second-floor window in one step, and went straight to the roof of the house in another step.

Lift a tile in the corner and poke a finger-thick hole with a wooden stick. Looking through his eyes, he saw that the big bald donkey was holding a leather whip in his hand and constantly pumping it on Mengdie's (shēn).

Strange, what about Frost and Ling'er?

I thought to myself, and began to look for traces of Liangrao in the house. Until the last corner was searched, I didn't find any trace of Liangrao.

"Dog (rì), nothing will happen to these two people (qíng). I cursed.

"Who?" the big bald donkey suddenly looked up at me, jumped up and kicked through the roof.

"(cāo) you (nǎi) (nǎi)'s!" As soon as the bald donkey flew out of the roof, I slashed at his head with a heavy knife.

"Jiang Ye?" The bald donkey's eyes widened suddenly, at this moment he couldn't do any other struggle, so he had to open the body protection to the maximum to resist my knife.

How could I easily bypass him with such a good opportunity, this knife is a murderous intent, not so much a knife, but a dragon with all its strength.

The black air wave tore over the roof tiles, and the pedestrians on the street rushed to the ground.

"Senior brother, it's dangerous!" the monks who were still in the house reacted and remembered to help.

With a loud bang, the golden body protection was shattered instantly, and seeing that the bald donkey was about to be cut in half, he didn't expect the bald donkey to turn over (shēn) with all his strength in pain, and this knife made a big black and red mouth on him (shēn).

"It's a shame I couldn't kill you with one slash," I sneered.

The monk can't hide from the temple, and although he escaped, this injury is not as simple as itchy skin.

After receiving this knife, the demonic energy quickly infected the body of the bald donkey. Otherwise, this bald donkey will be attacked by demonic energy and die.

"Senior brother, are you okay! You devil, hiding on the roof to hurt people secretly, and using such a despicable trick to take your life!" the monk who seemed to be ranked second rebuked angrily, which immediately ignited the anger of the other eleven monks.

"Don't...!" said the bald donkey softly with a mouthful of blood.

Immediately twelve monks surrounded me, but this time none of them became Jin (shēn) arhats, which was much easier.

Just as I was about to get rid of all these monks, the great monk suddenly shouted.

Everyone saw that this scene made me frown, this bald donkey was definitely a ruthless person, and he actually took out a dagger, and in order to prevent the demonic energy from continuing to invade the body (shēn), he actually cut off the black (ròu) on his waist with a knife.

The bloody scene came to a live broadcast in the eyes of thirteen of us.

Although I have done a lot of murderous things (qíng), and I have seen a lot of various murderous deaths, it is the first time I have seen this kind of masochism to such an extent, and I sigh!

"Look at what, continue to kill him, otherwise how can this be explained to the Buddha!" the bald donkey covered his stomach in pain and said softly.

"It's ridiculous, your senior brother has lost his combat effectiveness, and now you can't turn (shēn) into an arhat, how can you win me" I sneered, and with a dragon groan, the black remnant soul turned into a dragon more than a meter long and slowly wrapped around my waist, peeking out from my back to look at these Hesan

"Spirits of the Upper Realm, this child must die!" the bald donkey monk shouted with all his might, causing his stomach to turn red again.

There is a lot of nonsense, and the black remnant soul instantly appeared behind the bald donkey monk and swallowed the bald donkey's head into his mouth.

Seeing this scene, their pillars were already dead, and several of these people immediately surrendered on the spot.

I wanted to let them go, but as soon as I looked for death, the other monks who did not surrender actually beat the surrendered to death.

This scene stunned me, I didn't expect that this group of monks would kill their fellow disciples. This group of people is really inferior to pigs and dogs, and it is not an exaggeration not to kill.

"Horizontal and vertical are all dead, I will fight with you. "One after another began to attack me.

Without the arhat attached (shēn), these people are tightly empty of the strength of the Four Elephant Realms, but they are also just empty shells, and in fact they are nothing. I am a strong sea-sensitive, and I have a domineering tacit understanding, so I cleaned up these people like pinching a child.

After cleaning them up, I quickly untied the dream butterfly tied to the chair.

"You're finally here!" Mengdie gasped as she struggled to open her eyes.

"I'm here to make you suffer," I whispered, sending Dream Butterfly's head into my arms.

"Shuang'er and Ling'er were sent by them to their base camp, called the Floating Temple. Mengdie said in a trembling voice, and a tear began to flow down.

"Okay, don't cry, it's fine. I said, held Mengdie in my arms, found a safer hotel, and placed Mengdie.

The dream butterfly lying on the chuáng soon fell asleep. Turning on my phone, I searched for the navigation of the floating temple and really found this place, which was a bit surprising to me.

In order to confirm the safety of Frost and Ling'er as soon as possible, I confirmed the location and set off directly.

Before leaving, I stuffed 2,000 yuan into the hotel owner, so that he felt that something was wrong and immediately called me, and threatened that if I came back, if I found that there was something wrong with Mengdie, then he would not want to open this store.

It's over dealing with this kind of person to scare and scare, and I don't plan to fix people anymore, after all, people are not wrong.

The distance of the Floating Temple is relatively far, and this speed is estimated to be several times, and my demonic energy will be insufficient.

Suddenly, I passed by a motorcycle shop, so I bought a motorcycle directly, and after completing the formalities, I didn't care about getting a license, so I went straight on the road.

The speed of this locomotive is still good, and it will soon reach the floating temple if it runs at a speed of more than 100 miles.

I refueled the road several times, and finally arrived at my destination before dark.

It's a temple, and I think it's a mansion.

Such a large mansion is called a temple, and sure enough, none of these things are good.

In the middle of the night, I sneaked over the wall into the monastery Zheng

To my helplessness, there is still a guard in this mansion. Except for the mansion, everything in this place is more cultural.

The house (tǐng) is big, and it seems that I have to explore it little by little, hoping to laugh at Shuang'er and Ling'er soon.

Ten minutes later, moaning came from the backyard of the temple.

Holding his breath and touching it, he saw that Ling'er was falling upside down on the tree, and the two monks under the tree rubbed their hands wrongly, seemingly wanting to do something to Ling'er.

I can't stand this anymore, I can only fix them.