The giant hands of the Yuan Qi were clenched together, so that Yu Wutong couldn't struggle at all.

Urging the giant hand of vitality to return to the front of him, Zhou Chen tore off the leather pocket that Yu Wutong was carrying behind his back.

Immediately, under Zhou Chen's envoy, the giant hand of vitality became more and more tightly clenched.

"Poof!"

With a devastating sound sounding, Yu Wutong, the purpose of the Witch Ghost Dao, was unexpectedly crushed into a cloud of blood mist by Zhou Chen.

In order to refine corpses and ghosts, I don't know how many people's lives have been harmed.

Even after those people died, they couldn't live in peace at all, and they still had to be manipulated by Yu Wutong.

This kind of vicious, vicious, and tragic cultivation method has always been despised by Zhou Chen.

Although Zhou Chen would not make a special trip to do anything to slay demons and eliminate demons, once he met a venomous monk such as Yu Wutong, Zhou Chen would not mind giving them a ride.

Now that the Qiankun cloth bag has arrived, this Yu black pupil naturally has no value.

So Zhou Chen didn't say a word, and directly completely crumbled Yu Wutong into a cloud of blood mist.

At the same time, the monkey also defeated the monk, grabbed him by the neck, and lifted him up to Zhou Chen's side.

That monk is just the cultivation strength of the Martial Saint, so naturally he can't be the opponent of the Monkey, a Martial Dao Immortal.

"Master, I brought this monk here."

Walking to Zhou Chen's side, the monkey smiled and reported loudly.

This situation and this scene are not at all as terrifying and tough as he was.

With a slight bow, Zhou Chen first smiled at the monkey, and then he turned his gaze to the face of the monk in the monkey's hand.

"The forbearance monk of one of the one hundred and eight bodhisattvas in the past of the Great Chan Temple?!"

Zhou Chen asked calmly.

"Yes, it's the poor monk!"

The Jingren monk didn't hide anything, he directly nodded and admitted his origin.

"Hand over the cultivation inheritance of the Great Zen Temple, and this seat can spare your life!"

Zhou Chen continued to speak.

The three scriptures of the past, present and future of the Great Zen Temple are extremely mysterious, but the other practices passed down in the temple are also extremely extraordinary.

For example, the Prajna Bodhisattva Sutra, the Bodhi Heavenly Man Sutra, the Eight God-King Sutras, the Dragon Zen Diamond Sutra, the Dharma Void Sutra, the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Bodhisattva Sutra, the Great Compassion Soul Sutra and so on.

Looking at this world, these scriptures are all very precious and powerful exercises.

As one of the one hundred and eight Bodhisattvas of the Great Zen Temple in the past, the Jingren monk has a high-level status in the entire Great Zen Temple.

In addition to the three sutras of the past, present, and future, other cultivation inheritances, the monk of Jingren is close to being able to dissolve.

Now that this forbearance monk has fallen into Zhou Chen's hands, Zhou Chen naturally wants to squeeze out all the value of the forbearance monk.

It's a pity that after the Jingren monk finished listening to Zhou Chen's words, he directly refused without hesitation.

"If you want to kill or chop, the poor monk will listen to it!

But if you want to covet the cultivation inheritance of my Great Zen Temple from the hands of poor monks, it can only be said that you are delusional. ”

Looking at the extremely resolute look in the depths of the Jingren monk's eyes, Zhou Chen couldn't help but nod his head clearly.

Immediately, I heard his voice say indifferently: "Since this is the case, then kill it!" ”

Since the Jingren monk could not provide Zhou Chen with something valuable, then Zhou Chen naturally would not continue to show mercy to his subordinates, and he directly gave an order to the monkey.

The monkey naturally would not disobey Zhou Chen's intentions, and the strength in his hand suddenly increased, and he directly completely crumbled the neck of the Jingren monk into powder.

Immediately, Zhou Chen didn't continue to stay too much in this Heavenly Witch City.

When he casually left Yu Wutong and the Jingren monk, he left with the monkey.

Now that the Qiankun cloth bag is in Zhou Chen's hand, he is naturally ready to find a place to explore the treasure that has been passed down for thousands of years in this great Zen temple.

Randomly found a secluded cave, Zhou Chen instructed the monkey to protect the Dharma for him, and then began to explore the Qiankun cloth bag.

"Open!"

The divine thought was attached to the Qiankun cloth bag, and Zhou Chen said softly.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz......"

Almost as soon as the next moment passed, a voice sounded as if it came from another world.

It sounded extremely far away, as if it came from the Star Universe, and it seemed to be close to the ear all of a sudden.

The opening of the Qiankun cloth bag opened, and a cyan air flow rushed out, and then a huge gate was formed on the ground that was three people high and ten people wide.

This door is completely aircurrent, green and bright, like a mirage, but it is not clear whether it is real or illusory.

Behind the giant door transformed by green qi, the light was faint, and bursts of fresh breeze blew out of the door, with a clean breath.

As soon as Zhou Chenfu smelled this clean breath, he would feel that the world behind this giant gate was a world as pure as a fairyland.

With a step forward, Zhou Chen stepped directly into the green qi portal.

Zhou Chen is also very curious about this legend that has existed for thousands of years in the cloth bag world.

As soon as you step through that giant door, the world changes.

Heaven is no longer heaven, and earth is no longer earth.

Looking up at the sky, Zhou Chen only felt that the sky seemed to be touchable.

Shen Nian probed slightly, and the sky was only thirty or forty zhang high.

There was no sun in the sky, but a bright, soft cloud, green and jade-like.

This cloud is extremely tenacious, even if Zhou Chen uses all the strength of his body, it is difficult to penetrate into the sky, let alone break through the sky.

Legend has it that the heaven and earth inside this Qiankun cloth bag can only be broken out of the sky by cultivating to the realm of the Yang God.

In other words, unless you have cultivated to the realm of the Yang God, you can force your way out of this Qiankun cloth bag, or you can force yourself in from outside the Qiankun cloth bag.

After looking at the sky, Zhou Chen turned his eyes to the ground again.

The ground is also a mirror-smooth cloud film, like water waves.

As soon as you step on it, a circle of ripples is formed.

However, the ground was extremely solid, and Zhou Chen stomped his feet with all his might, but it only made the ripples expand a little.

Then it dissipated, and the ground did not shake in the slightest, showing the stability of this small world.

When he raised his eyes and looked into the distance, he saw that there was a layer of jade-colored light about a hundred miles away.

There, it seems, is the barrier to this bag world.

In this way, the size of this cloth bag world should be about a hundred miles in radius.