looked at Wang Chulan, who stepped forward with his hands and stepped into the ancestral hall.

Quiet!

The audience, death-like, quiet!

At this moment, all the monks looked at each other, all with bitter expressions.

All the elders stepped back one after another, looking at Wang Chulan's gaze, all full of fear.

What no one could see was the high Master Lei, his pants wet with urine under the cover of his wide monk's robes.

Scared to pee!

Nonsense!

Wang Chulan's strength alone ran rampant all the way and suppressed the entire Leiyin Temple!

"Although I am alone, I can block ten thousand people!"

Following Wang Chulan into the main hall, the old Taoist priest of Lingxiao Pavilion suddenly felt that his soul was trembling violently.

Terrible!

It's horrible!

If you don't see this scene with your own eyes, who will believe it?

An eighteen-year-old boy suppressed the entire Leiyin Temple with the power of one person!

Now!

Thousands of heroes, looking at each other, are all shocked.

"Wang Chulan, the old man has served!" In the crowd, the old man from the Western Regions had a bitter look in his eyes.

"I really didn't expect that Wang Chulan's martial arts would reach such a point. "Big-eared Liu, his face is flushed.

Although, the big-eared Liu didn't want to admit how powerful Wang Chulan was.

But Big-Eared Liu knew very well that after this battle, Wang Chulan's fame would definitely resound throughout Longhu Mountain and be respected by all sects.

"My brother is only eighteen years old, and he has the ability to suppress the four major sects, and after waiting for twenty years, he is the king of the East China Sea, and I am afraid that he will have to avoid his edge!"

The king of the East China Sea is pan eastward, which is a century-old legend of the East China Sea, and it is also an undefeated myth.

The cultivators born in the past few decades have never thought about it at all, but they have provoked the pan in the east.

Because, that is simply impossible!

But in Wang Chulan's body, the head of the instrument saw an opportunity to challenge Pan Dongliu.

This moment!

The huge Leiyin Temple fell into aphasia because of Wang Chulan.

"Old man Lei, I'm going to take my brother away, do you have any questions?" Wang Chulan said coldly.

"Wang Chulan, don't be too complacent, my ancestor of Lei Yin Temple, you can't afford to mess with me!" Master Lei roared.

Although, Master Lei is not sure whether the sweeping monk will continue to attack.

But now, Master Lei has nothing to do but gamble.

"Amitabha!" The voice fell, and a Buddha horn suddenly came from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the distance, rolling in the wind.

Bang!

As soon as these words came out, Wang Chulan's eyes flickered, and he suddenly felt that thunder rose in all directions.

"In this yang world, there are actually people who can turn spiritual power into thunder power?" Wang Chulan's pupils shrank, and he was suddenly a little surprised.

This power is not simple!

This is a field that can only be stepped into with a very deep study of spiritual power.

Even in the underworld, cultivators who can do this need a very high realm.

But in this person's realm, he wants to urge the thunder, which is almost unlikely.

But this person did it!

This shows that this person's study of Buddhism surpasses that of Leiyin Monastery and all the monks.