The momentum of Hui Chao made Jin Qianluo's brows furrow, and his heart became more and more solemn. At this time, the state of Hui Chao is too weird, as if it is about to awaken. The two Jin Qianluo brothers are evil ghosts, and the chaotic Buddhism Xuantong can just restrain them. Now Hui Chao has exerted all his divine power because of the serious injury of the blood monk, so that the heavenly dome near the Xuanmiao Nunnery is flashing with golden auspicious clouds, and the Buddha is mighty.

Jin Qianluo and Yin Jue looked at each other and nodded to each other, and at the same time rushed towards Hui Chao and the golden Buddha shadow.

The two of them had already signed a contract with Ling Yu, that is, Ling Yu's servants. Today, the cultivators of the Buddha of all ages are besieging Xuanmiaoan, and their purpose is to completely destroy this Taoist system that has been passed down for thousands of years. And Ling Yu, as a Huaxia cultivator, had an extraordinary relationship with Duanmu Yuhan, so they naturally wanted to help Ling Yu resist the offensive of Hui Chao and the Blood Monk.

At this time, the Hui Chao was like a world of difference compared to before, and the robe on his body turned into a brilliant golden armor at some point, and there was an extra Nine Dragons Zen staff in his hand. The Zen staff is about eight feet seven minutes long, engraved with nine dragons, the dragon's body is intertwined, and each dragon has a golden divine bead in its mouth, shining under the reflection of auspicious clouds.

Hui Chao is no longer just an ordinary monk as before, but has turned into a golden-bodied saint after his momentum has climbed. The auspicious clouds are shining, and the Sanskrit sound is vibrating, just like a Buddha descending.

"Hmph!" Hui Chao didn't have any extra nonsense, and as soon as the word "hum" came out, waves of sound like water waves swept out from the Buddha's shadow, approaching the two brothers of the Heavenly Extreme.

This Buddha voice is full of the wisdom and mantra of Buddhism, crossing evil ghosts, knowing one's own body, checking heaven and earth, and turning into a cage. When the Buddha Yin rushed towards the two brothers of the Heavenly Extreme, it turned into a golden divine bell and enveloped the two.

The golden bell is engraved with countless Buddhist proverbs and swastikas, and when the golden bell turns, the runes and proverbs seem to be alive, rushing towards the two brothers of the heavenly demons, as if they want to refine the two brothers thoroughly.

Jin Qianluo stood in front of the Silver Absolute Death, and the black spear in his hand was raised high, stabbing towards the Divine Bell like a sky-breaking blade. However, when the spear just touched the wall of the Admiralty, it was caught up in it.

Within the Admiralty, it was as if a huge vortex was circulating, shattering everything. Even if the spear in Jin Qianluo's hand was the best blade of the immortal rank, it still couldn't break the attack of Jin Zhong.

Driven by the vortex inside the golden bell, the rapidly rotating spear shook violently, and a great power of the Buddha Gate that was enough to refine Jin Qianluo came from the head of the spear, passed through the body of the spear, and passed to Jin Qianluo's arm.

The huge whirling force drove the spear, so that Jin Qianluo had to twist his body with the rotation of the spear. That strength is too great, if Jin Qianluo doesn't move with it and unload that brute force, I'm afraid Jin Qianluo's entire arm will be abolished.

Seeing that Jin Qianluo was already at a disadvantage, Hui Chao's face became more and more gloomy. He scrambled his arms and made a downward flapping gesture into the void. With his movements, the Buddha Shadow standing behind Hui Chao also made the same move.

When the divine power in the palm of the Buddha Shadow pressed against the earth, the divine bell in the void seemed to feel something, and it also fell towards Jin Qianluo and Yin Jue with the gesture of the Buddha Shadow.

Although the figures of Jin Qianluo and Yin Jue were the size of the golden body Buddha shadow, the golden bell was much smaller in comparison. But when the Admiralty swooped down, the terrifying suction from the Admiralty made it impossible for Jin Qianluo and Silver Absolute to compete. It was the holy power of Buddhism, specializing in defeating evil spirits, making the two brothers powerless to deal with it.

"Jin Qianluo! Silver Death!" Looking at the two Heavenly Extreme Demon Brothers who were sucked into the Golden Bell in an instant, Ling Yu clenched his steel teeth and roared angrily at the sky.

In fact, it stands to reason that the cultivation of Jin Qianluo and Yin Jue is higher than that of Hui Chao, but Hui Chao also holds the holy power of Buddhism, and in comparison, the gap in cultivation between them is invisibly offset.

When Jin Qianluo and Yin Jue were suppressed by the Admiralty, the golden Buddha shadow behind Hui Chao slowly faded, and finally disappeared above the vast sky. Hui Lan glanced at Ling Yu and Yan Suyi coldly, and fell to the ground.

The golden bell also slammed into the ground with Huichao's movements, and the dust scattered in all directions. The golden bell gradually became smaller as it fell to the earth, and finally turned into a simple divine bell that was one foot high, standing behind Hui Chao.

"Little evil beast, I see what other killer tricks you have this time! What about the Heavenly Extreme Demon? Isn't it still refined by me? Before, my idea was just to use Xuan Miaoan to lure you out, but now I have changed my purpose. Today, not only will you be captured by me, but even this mysterious nunnery, which has been inherited for eternity, will completely disappear from Huaxia. Hui Chao slowly approached Ling Yu, and a murderous look appeared in his eyes.

"You're dreaming!" Looking at Hui Chao's fearless appearance, Ling Yu clenched his steel teeth and shouted loudly.

Ling Yu tore off the mask on his face and held the broken sword in his palm, facing Hui Chao from afar.

Seeing Ling Yu's movements, Fu Chao and Xiao Hei also came to Ling Yu's side and greeted Hui Chao and the Blood Monk and other cultivators of the Buddha of the Eternal Ages with him.

"Senior brother, how are you?" Hui Chao didn't rush to make a move, but turned his head to look at the blood monk and asked softly.

"Senior brother, I'm fine. Just now, I was severely injured by the terrible ghost of the Silver Absolute Death, and after cultivation, I have now recovered sixty percent of my cultivation. Although he couldn't exert all his spiritual power, it was more than enough to destroy Xuan Miaoan and Ling Yu. The Blood Monk walked behind Hui Chao, the evil light in his eyes chilling.

Looking at the actions of Hui Chao and the Blood Monk, Yan Suyi, who was healing on the stone steps, sighed lightly, and her heart was full of despair. Thinking about how many winds and waves she experienced and how many winds and rains she had gone through when she was in charge of Xuanmiao'an, she didn't expect to be destroyed by the strong man of this Buddha for ten thousand lifetimes today. Yan Suyi felt that the cold that had never been felt before filled her heart, like falling into an ice cellar.

After a long time, Yan Suyi shook her head lightly, and whispered to Qingwan beside her: "Qingwan, I now order you to quickly lead your disciples to escape from the secret passage and go to Zhongzhou Shenwu Academy to temporarily avoid the edge." No matter what happens, can't come back!"

"Master! no, I am the eldest disciple of Xuanmiaoan, this is my home, it is my root, I want to advance and retreat with Xuanmiaoan, the nunnery is here, and the nunnery is dead!" Qingwan heard Yan Suyi's entrustment as if her last words, tears slipped down instantly, and she gritted her silver teeth and said stubbornly.

"Qingwan! This is the teacher's order, don't you even listen to my words? Today's Xuanmiao'an suffered this calamity is the fate of my Xuanmiao'an, as the master of Xuanmiao'an, I know that I can't escape this calamity, but you still have room to survive. As long as you are still there, Xuanmiao'an will rise, do you want my Xuanmiao's incense to be completely cut off?" Seeing Qingwan so stubborn, Yan Suyi's face turned pale with anger, her body trembled, and she roared angrily.

"Master, I can let the disciples in the sect escape from the secret passage, but I am your eldest disciple, no matter what, I will not survive alone!" Qing Wan disobeyed the master's order for the first time and said resolutely.

"Qingwan, you!Alas, well, it's rare for you to have this filial piety, then I will respect your decision......" Yan Suyi's expression seemed to be a little relaxed, but in fact, she secretly exerted force, and a soft force came from the palm of her hand, sending Qingwan into the main hall.

"Master!" It wasn't until Qingwan was pushed into the main hall by Yan Suyi that she realized that Yan Suyi had deceived herself. She wanted to rush out of the hall again, but unexpectedly, the palace door had been firmly locked by Yan Suyi with the method of controlling things, and she sealed the palace door with divine power.

"Remember what I said to you, don't let me down!" Yan Suyi took one last look at Qingwan, and two tears slipped from her eyes.

Yan Suyi and Qing Wan's actions alarmed Hui Chao and the blood monk on the side, and the two looked at Qing Wan who was sealed in the main hall, and then looked at the resolute look in Yan Suyi's eyes, and guessed everything in an instant.

Hui sneered and snorted coldly: "Master Yan'an, it seems that you still don't understand your situation! I said, not only Ling Yu can't survive today, but you disciples of Xuanmiao'an can't live either!"

"Hmph, Hui Chao, you are a disciple of Buddhism in vain, today I am dead, and I will also pull you into the sea of suffering and go to the netherworld!" Looking at the killing intent in Hui Chao's eyes, Yan Suyi snorted coldly and rushed directly towards Hui Chao.

However, before Yan Suyi could get in front of Hui Chao, she was blocked by Ling Yu. Ling Yu turned her head to look at Yan Suyi, sighed, and said helplessly: "Master Yan'an, all of this is because of me. So, leave this demon monk to me!"

After Ling Yu finished speaking, he didn't wait for Yan Suyi to answer, and rushed directly to Hui Chao with Ambush.

Seeing Ling Yu's actions, the blood monk on the side turned his gaze to Yan Suyi and teased: "Lord Yan'an, your opponent is me! Come on, let me see what other skills you old girl has!"

After the blood monk finished speaking, he directly raised the magic knife in his hand and fought with Yan Suyi.

Although Ling Yu and Fu Chao's cultivation was not as good as Hui Chao's, fortunately, their cultivation was not weak, so they did not fall behind when they first met. The two sides come and go, and they don't give in to each other.

On the other side, Yan Suyi was very passive. She had been injured by the Blood Monk before, and although the Blood Monk had also been hit hard, she was still no match for the Blood Monk in comparison.

The magic knife in the blood monk's hand seemed to be a divine weapon from the Netherworld, and when it was wielded, it flashed a strange red light. Under the persecution of the power of the magic knife, Yan Suyi was defeated and gradually lost the enemy.

And Qing Wan, who was blocked in the main hall, clung to the window lattice tightly, her eyes full of worry and anxiety. She couldn't break through the prohibition on the temple door, so she could only pray secretly, hoping that Yan Suyi could kill the blood monk.

However, things in the world often backfire. After the five of them had fought for a quarter of an hour, Qing Wan in the main hall suddenly let out a terrible roar, and tears once again overflowed her eyes.

Hearing Qing Wan's desperate cry, Ling Yu and Fu Chao hurriedly swung a few swords, forcing Hui Chao back and looking behind him. When they looked back, they found that the Blood Monk's magic knife had pierced through Yan Suyi's lower abdomen, and the tip of the knife stabbed out from Yan Suyi's lower waist, and blood slipped down the tip of the knife.

"Lord Yan'an!" everything came so suddenly. Ling Yu originally thought that the Blood Monk had been severely injured by the Silver Death, and he should not be able to kill Yan Suyi. Even if Yan Suyi was defeated by the blood monk, he would not be killed by the other party.

However, after all, he still underestimated the methods of the Blood Monk. This blood monk seems to be a disciple of Buddhism, but in fact he is vicious and full of evil. When he was fighting with Yan Suyi, his mouth was full of foul language, disturbing Yan Suyi's mind. Yan Suyi, who was already seriously injured, was concerned about the disciples of Xuanmiaoan, so she was naturally affected by the blood monk and was confused.

Just when Yan Suyi was distracted, the blood monk also saw the opportunity and killed Yan Suyi.

Ling Yu and Fu Chao hurriedly flew to Yan Suyi's side, looking at the blood flowing out of his lower abdomen like a stream, and his heart sank. As a cultivator, Ling Yu naturally knew that the lower abdomen was where the dantian was located, and it was the place where the essence was hidden, and if the dantian was broken, I am afraid that it would ......

And when Ling Yu and Ambush rushed towards Yan Suyi, the Blood Monk and Hui Chao did not pursue. It seemed that in their opinion, Yan Suyi was already dying, and Ling Yu and the others were destined to not escape from their palms.

The Blood Monk and Hui Chao put themselves at the highest point of looking down on the common people, looking at Ling Yu like a cat playing with a mouse, and wept sadly because of the red dust. These two supreme immortal venerables of the Buddha of the Ten Thousand Ages were very disdainful of Ling Yu's actions, and they believed that the emphasis on love and righteousness of the Chinese cultivators was nothing more than a disgusting hypocrisy, which had no value, and would only cause people's minds to fluctuate, which would not be beneficial to their cultivation.

"Lord Yan'an, how are you? Don't be angry yet, although this drop of Heavenly Thunder Dew may not be able to save your dantian, it should be able to save your life. Ling Yu said, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a drop of Tianlei Shenglu and handed it to Yan Suyi.

Looking at the Heavenly Thunder Dew in Ling Yu's hand, and then smelling the fragrant fragrance that filled the void, the Blood Monk and Hui Chao glanced at each other, and a thick greed crossed their eyes.

However, they didn't snatch it directly. Because they knew that Ling Yu would die in their hands sooner or later, and at that time, the Heavenly Thunder Dew would definitely be in their pockets.

They were high above and untainted by mortals, but they were very interested in the actions of Ling Yu and the other Huaxia cultivators. It feels like a god and Buddha who can control everything, looking at the perverted pleasure that arises from floating swimming.

"Put it away, I know my own wounds. Yan Suyi looked down at the pillar of blood in her abdomen like a spring, shook her head with a wry smile, and continued: "The blood monk not only pierced my dantian with a magic knife, but also shattered my internal organs. Although Tianlei Shenglu is a treasure, it can't protect my dantian, let alone my life. All this is a providential catastrophe, and there is no way to avoid it. ”

Seeing that Ling Yu was still humble, Yan Suyi directly pushed Ling Yu's arm back. She turned her head to look at Qingwan who was locked up in the main hall, and then swept towards the forbidden place in the mountain behind Xuanmiao'an, a complicated look appeared in her eyes, as if she was choosing something.

After a long time, Yan Suyi finally withdrew her gaze. And when she turned her head, the hesitation in her eyes was gone, replaced by a look of determination like a mountain.

Yan Suyi looked at Ling Yu, her face was solemn, and she said in a deep voice: "Ling Yu, you kneel!"

Hearing Yan Suyi's words, Ling Yu didn't react for a while. He knelt down to his parents, although Yan Suyi was his senior, he had no reason to kneel to the other party.

Therefore, Ling Yu shook his head slowly and said to Yan Suyi: "Lord Yan'an, although you are my elder, if you let me kneel down and worship you for no reason, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it." ”

"Alas, Ling Yu, I know your relationship with Yuhan, and I also know that I, the master, can't stop her, let alone be qualified to stop you. And the reason why I made you kneel is because I know that I have run out of skills and that my days are numbered. Your kneeling is not kneeling down to me, but I am bearing your knees on behalf of Yuhan's parents. Only if you promise me that you will have a beginning and an end to Yuhan, and you will not abandon her from the beginning to the end, can I rest assured that she will be in your hands. ”

Yan Suyi's words made Ling Yu feel a lot of emotion in his heart, he knew that Yan Suyi had always disagreed with Yuhan being with him, and the reason for this was that Ling Yu guessed that it should be related to Yuhan's life experience. But now that Yan Suyi has reached the point of dying, the so-called people are dying, their words are good, the birds are dying, and their songs are also mourning. Yan Suyi said this, obviously having the heart to entrust Yuhan to herself.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ling Yu finally knelt in front of Yan Suyi. Ling Yu knew that he knelt not only for himself, but also for Duanmu Yuhan.

Seeing that Ling Yu had already knelt down in front of her, Yan Suyi sighed, she took out a palm-sized cyan token from her arms, handed it to Ling Yu's hand, and said: "Ling Yu, you have to remember my words, from today on, you are the new owner of Xuanmiao Nunnery, and the three thousand seven hundred and sixty-two people of Xuanmiao Nunnery all respect you." Life and death, rewards and punishments can be done as you wish, don't let me down! If you can carry forward the Xuanmiaoan, I Yan Suyi will be willing to be a cow and a horse for you in the next life. But if Xuanmiaoan is destroyed in your hands, then I won't let you go!"

As he spoke, two lines of tears flowed from Yan Suyi's eyes, and a sad emotion permeated the heavenly dome of Xuanmiao'an, moving heaven and earth, and everything was silent.