Since Liuqing identified Xia Qingchen, it is obvious that he is the murderer, right?

Liuqing Baoxiang was solemn, shook his head and said: "If you don't regret dying, you will fall into hell forever!"

He looked at Poison Yangzi and said: "The poor monk doesn't speak, every sentence is true, if the poison Yangzi doesn't believe it, the poor monk is not reluctant." ”

Poison Yangzi's gaze jumped in front of Xia Qingchen and Liuqing.

Finally, he froze on Xia Qingchen and said indifferently: "Kill one of the mash clans, and raise the clan to accompany the burial!" If you commit suicide, you can pardon the nine clans. ”

Liuqing's beating heart slowly calmed down.

The eyes with their heads bowed were full of sneers.

Xia Qingchen, Xia Qingchen, see if you don't die this time?

Behold.

Xia Qingchen calmed down, took out the embroidery bag, and poured out a piece of crystal-textured sand from it.

"There is another characteristic of the Moon Evil Centipe, its memory will be frozen in the space sand. Xia Qingchen's eyes were like electricity, scanning all the space sand.

It can be seen with the naked eye that there is a picture in every grain of space sand.

"This place, since it is the lair of the moon evil centipede, it must be explored by it at all times, and perhaps, it just recorded the scene of the death of the moromi. ”

Rummage for a moment.

Suddenly, Xia Qingchen's gaze fixed on one of the spatial sands, and he smiled lightly: "It seems that I am lucky." ”

Liuqing disagreed.

What space sand, what memory freezes?

I've never heard of it.

Presumably Xia Qingchen is playing tricks and forcing him to make flaws, right?

Liuqing solemnly chanted the Buddha's name: "I am a monk, I am not afraid of rumors, although the Lord Xia Shi slandered." ”

When I got to the Yellow River, I didn't give up.

Xia Qingchen flicked his fingers and gave the space sand bomb to Poison Yangzi.

The latter clamped it between his two fingers and stared intently at the picture above.

It was Liuqing, and a sinister finger shattered the head of the mash line.

Poison Yangzi put down the space sand, and his eyes were calm.

But Liuqing didn't know anything about it.

He was calm and calm, and said calmly: "Senior Poison Yangzi, I have been to the Buddha all my life, I have been cautious in my words and deeds, and I have never killed any living beings! ”

Poison Yangzi looked at him lightly: "Oh, are you sure you didn't kill?"

Liuqing smiled compassionately: "My Buddha has the virtue of a good life, and the poor monk has a vast Dharma in his heart, so if he doesn't step on ants or hurt moths, how can he harm his life?"

"Really?" Poison Yangzi's eyes became calmer and calmer.

Liuqing sighed and looked up to the sky for pity: "The poor monk can swear to the Buddha that the poor monk has never hurt the moromi at all!"

Poison Yangzi was speechless.

With a flick of his fingers, the space sand crumbled into dust.

The dust was in the air, condensing a picture that was extremely clear.

Seeing this painting, the face of mercy is clear, like a flower in the depths of winter, frozen overnight.

Poison Yangzi walked over with his hands in his hands and said lightly: "You didn't hurt ants and moths, but you killed my Moromi clansmen! Well, you also use me to help you get rid of unrelated people." ”

Everyone can hear it, and in Poison Yangzi's calm tone, there is a fierce murderous intent.

"Who is it that gave you the courage to deceive me?" the black mist erupted around Poison Yangzi.

Xia Qingchen and the others realized that something was wrong and immediately withdrew from Fengyin Temple.

When passing by the corpse of the Moon Evil Centipe, Xia Qingchen took off a pair of giant pincers from it.

Liuqing's face turned pale, trembling all over, and hurriedly defended: "Senior, I can't believe it, then Xia Qingchen is deceiving you, what kind of spatial sand picture is fake!"

He kept backing away, his heart trembling.

Poison Yangzi finally frowned: "When death is on the verge of death, you still want to lie to me, it's really a pity to die!"

He glanced around at the Fengyin Temple, and said indifferently: "Killing the people of the Moromi clan is already a capital crime, deceiving and using me, adding to the crime! ”

Poison Yangzi's fingers raised.

A little more space.

Liuqing immediately covered his throat and rolled around on the ground in pain.

As the black mist swept through the temple under his feet, cries of pain could be heard everywhere.

Poison Yangzi deliberately controlled.

Their death was extremely slow and painful.

The Fengyin Temple in the holy land of Buddhism was reduced to purgatory in an instant.

It took a long time before the screaming stopped.

The figure of the poisonous Yangzi has long been missing.

Only the miserable corpses were left everywhere......

So far.

Fengyin Temple, one of the three ancient temples, was completely extinct.

Probably Liuqing would never have dreamed that he would work hard to deal with Xia Qingchen.

In the end, Xia Qingchen was not only fine, but caused a catastrophe for Fengyin Temple!

At the foot of the mountain.

The hearts of the people were palpitating.

Cloud Buddha sighed: "You can't do it yourself. ”

Xia Qingchen looked indifferent and said: "Buddhism is not orthodox in the first place, it is difficult to continue, and it is only a matter of time before it is destroyed. ”

It depends on the style of the Wind Hidden Temple.

Even if he didn't provoke Poison Yangzi today.

In the future, it will also provoke the rest of the strong people, and it will be a matter of time before they destroy themselves.

Yun Buddha sighed slightly: "Let's go." ”

"Wait!" Hong Guangzun stopped in front of them, his face pale.

Pity Xing didn't feel angry: "Hey, old thing, what is there in Yuwen Shenmen, it fell into my Xia Lang's hands?"

She thought Hong Guangzun was here to grab something.

However, Hong Guangzun stared at Xia Qingchen directly, with a murderous face: "It turns out that you are Xia Qingchen!"

The two sides have been fighting each other.

However, I don't know Xia Qingchen's name.

Just after the conversation on the top of the mountain, Hong Guangzun knew that Xia Qingchen's real name.

"Something?" Xia Qingchen said lightly.

Hong Guangzun was furious: "So, you killed Yu Wenqing?"

Hatred and pity for a while.

Lian Xing forced his composure: "How can you see it?"

"Hmph! No need to quibble! Yu Wenqing was instructed by Yu Qingyang to go to the Divine Ruins to deal with you, but, since then, Yu Wenqing has not come back, do you dare to say, didn't you hurt it?"

I heard that Yu Qingyang has a unique preference, and he ceremoniously married an ugly monster as his wife, maybe he secretly took you Yu Wenqing as a concubine?"

Qiu Qiu grinned: "Yes! I can't imagine that Yu Wenqing and Yu Qingyang fell in love and eloped with him." ”

Hong Guangzun was furious.

"You guys, look for death!"

Xia Qingchen was not afraid, and said lightly: "Yu Wenqing, I killed him, the reason you know, the gods deliberately dealt with me." ”

Hong Guangzun's anger did not decrease: "It's good to admit it, then follow me back to Yuwen Shenmen and accept the punishment you deserve!"

He naturally ignored that it was Yu Wenqing who dealt with it first.

"With you?" Xia Qingchen chuckled.

Behind it, the Flying Nirvana slowly condensed.

Yun Buddha also frowned, wanting to take shelter.

But.

A carrier pigeon, without warning, flew in and landed towards Hong Guangzun.

He hesitated, disposed of the pigeon first, and removed the note.

Look, your face has changed!

He stared at Xia Qingchen fiercely and said, "The surname is Xia, this matter is not over!"

I don't know what kind of summons he got, so he even left Xia Qingchen alone, and led the people of Yuwen Shenmen to leave in a hurry.

They were amazed.

There was no warning on the surface of the cloud Buddha's body, and a Buddha light appeared.

In the Buddha's light, there were a few big words flashing.

Seeing the words, the faces of the group changed deeply.

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