Seeing that Ye Yunxiao was really jealous, Master Jingyue couldn't help but laugh nervously.

"Let them go? Of course you can, if you abolish your dantian, the poor monks will let them go. Master Jingyue said in a loud voice, staring at Ye Yunxiao with a pair of big eyes like copper bells.

"If you want the deity to abolish the dantian, I see you are dreaming." Ye Yunxiao said coldly.

"Then it's no wonder that the poor monk is ruthless, you have to understand that these children were all killed by you." Master Jingyue roared.

At this moment, the ninety-nine pairs of boys and girls in the curtain of light all cried out in pain.

It was as if they were being squeezed by a terrifying invisible pressure, drops of blood seeping out of their skin.

The blood dropped, flowing down the lines on the ground, and spread towards the stone statue in the center.

At first glance, the blood is like flowing through the criss-crossed veins. TV Premiere @@@

It seems that with enough blood, the statue can be activated.

Ye Yunxiao looked at the children who were screaming in pain because of the terrifying pressure, and his heart ached.

These demon monks are simply inhumane!

Jingyue Daxian saw the change in Ye Yunxiao's expression, and his heart became proud again.

A person who has no bottom line has an innate advantage against a person who has a bottom line.

There is an old saying in Huaguo that a gentleman can be deceived in a way.

Now, Master Jingyue felt that he had found a way to deal with Ye Yunxiao.

As long as he still has humanity, then his Hanging Temple will be invincible.

So, he stepped up the pressure again.

The children's tiny bodies began to twist like sponges, trying to squeeze the blood out of their bodies.

Ye Yunxiao's eyes turned blood-red, and his teeth clenched.

"Stop!" Ye Yunxiao shouted.

"Self-abolition of the dantian." Master Jingyue said loudly.

"Self-abolishing dantian, self-abolishing dantian." The rest of the monks also shouted in unison.

Ye Yunxiao raised his head suddenly, and the momentum on his body was like a peerless beast hunting.

In an instant, there was silence in the hall.

Everyone shivered, and a biting chill welled up in their hearts.

It was as if in the next second, the scythe of death would harvest them all.

Master Jingyue's heart was furious, his scalp exploded, and he was drenched in cold sweat.

He doesn't want to die!

Although he looked like he was going to die with a big deal on the surface, in fact, he was scared to death in his heart.

"Okay, the deity has abolished the dantian." At this moment, Ye Yunxiao said sharply.

What the?

He...... He really agreed to abolish his dantian?

How can there be such stupid people in the world?

But before Master Jingyue came back to his senses, Ye Yunxiao was about to slap his dantian with a palm.

"Wait!" Only then did Master Jingyue react and stop him with a loud shout.

Ye Yunxiao stopped, stared coldly at Master Jingyue, and shouted, "You demon monk, what else are you not satisfied with?" ”

"Of course you are not satisfied, you do it yourself, maybe you will cheat, unless, the poor monk does it himself." Master Jingyue said in a cruel voice.

Ye Yunxiao's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay." ”

Master Jingyue immediately laughed wildly, and the rest of the monks also breathed a sigh of relief.

The initiative is back in their hands again.

Master Jingyue roared, and a spear appeared in his hand.

The spear glowed with a thick glow of blood, and just staring at it made my eyes tingle.

This bloody spear is a magic weapon left by an abbot two hundred years ago, and he can only barely drive it.

At that moment, the bloody spear began to vibrate violently.

Suddenly, it turned into a blood dragon, almost dragging Master Jingyue and stabbing at Ye Yunxiao's dantian.

The bloody spear penetrated into Ye Yunxiao's dantian.

"Poof"

Ye Yunxiao spurted out a mouthful of blood, which happened to spray on Master Jingyue's face.

Moreover, the aura on his body is also rapidly withering, like a tree, it is rapidly withering.

Master Jingyue was ecstatic, thinking that he would definitely die, but he actually met a fool and made him turn the tables.

The rest of the monks also cheered.

"Ye Yunxiao, you killed so many people in our Hanging Temple, the poor monk must cut you with a thousand knives." Master Jingyue snapped.

Ye Yunxiao stretched out his tongue and licked the blood at the corner of his mouth.

Then, he held the bloody spear in both hands and began to draw it slowly.

With every inch, blood gushed out of the wound.

However, Ye Yunxiao did not frown, but his gaze made people feel cold all over his body.

At this moment, the bloody spear was completely drawn, and blood continued to drip from the tip of the spear.

"Fuck, I'm still arrogant when I'm dying." A Hanging Temple elder was angry at Ye Yunxiao's gaze, he scolded and rushed over, slapping Ye Yunxiao with a slap.

With a slash of the bloody spear in Ye Yunxiao's hand, the elder's head fell down like a doll.

Everyone gasped.

What's going on?

Isn't Ye Yunxiao's dantian wasted?

Could it be because of the bloody guns?

At this time, several more masters came up.

Ye Yunxiao sneered, and the bloody spear drew a circle.

These masters were all divided into corpses, and their deaths were tragic.

"You...... How can you still use spiritual power? Master Jingyue shouted in extortion.

"What do you say, bald donkey?" Ye Yunxiao sneered, and the wound of the dantian began to heal, scab, and fall off.

"Bastard, you dare to deceive the poor monk, you will regret it, those ninety-nine pairs of boys and girls were killed by you." Master Jingyue roared.

With that, he began to urge the grotto's great array, to use the blood of those children to activate the golems.

But at this moment, a bloody light suddenly appeared on Master Jingyue's body, and countless blood threads turned into a blood net, completely imprisoning him, and even his soul power was all locked up.

Suddenly, the grotto array came to a standstill.

"No way, what did you do to the poor monk?" Master Jingyue screamed in horror.

Ye Yunxiao smiled and said nothing, but his eyes became more and more gloomy.

Master Jingyue suddenly remembered, when he pierced Ye Yunxiao's dantian, he was sprayed on his face by Ye Yunxiao with a mouthful of blood.

"It's the blood, isn't it? You've got a lot of tricks. Master Jingyue's face turned pale.

After speaking, he raised his head again and shouted unwillingly: "But the poor monk has something that I don't know, why your dantian was pierced, but there is nothing at all." ”

"There aren't so many whys, if I have to say one reason, it's that you're too low." Ye Yunxiao sneered.

Level...... Too low......

Master Jingyue almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he stared at Ye Yunxiao as if he was going to eat him.

"Smack"

The bloody spear in Ye Yunxiao's hand slapped it, and the head of the spear slapped on Master Jingyue's face.

Suddenly, Master Jingyue screamed, and all his teeth flew out mixed with blood, and his entire face was smashed.

"Now tell the deity, where is the cave?" Ye Yunxiao asked.

"You don't want to know, even if my Hanging Temple dies, I will let those ninety-nine pairs of boys and girls be buried together." Master Jingyue knew that there was no way to live, and he didn't say anything if he planned to die.

Ye Yunxiao's heart was full of anger, since this is the case, then go to the soul splitting needle.

After the soul-splitting needle is finished, there is the soul search technique.

But at this moment, several terrifying spiritual power fluctuations suddenly came from the entrance of the Hanging Temple.

"Why is no one welcoming the Archbishop of the Divine Church?" There was a sound rolling in.

Master Jingyue was stunned, and then he was overjoyed.

"Ye Yunxiao, the Archbishop of the Divine Sect is here, you are dead." Master Jingyue seemed to have found support, and he suddenly didn't want to die.

It seemed that in an instant, he went from a pig waiting to be killed to a butcher with a butcher knife in his hand.