The golden cicada seemed to have a lot of anger, and squeaked at Luo Kun, as if he was demonstrating.

This made the disciples of the Golden Cicada Temple a little confused, after all, for so many years, the spirit beasts in the temple had never been so irritable as they were today.

"Where did you come from!" Luo Kun rebuked angrily.

Again and again, he was blocked again and again, he was already furious, and there were so many changes along the way, which made him a little anxious, and he directly reached out and grabbed the golden cicada.

"Stop!" shouted a young monk.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Golden Cicada Temple suddenly became anxious, completely desperate, and tried their best to rush to the side of the Golden Cicada.

Huijing was also anxious and wanted to support here, but was entangled by Cai Jiang and couldn't get out at all.

"Get out of the way!"

With this roar, he had no reservations, and directly used the peerless school of the Golden Cicada Temple, the Golden Lion's Roar!

The deafening sound of the lion's roar suddenly resounded throughout the courtyard, directly shaking some nearby people to the point of bleeding from their mouths and noses, their bodies were unstable, and they stumbled backwards.

Cai Jiang, who was closest to him, was even more painful, his brows were furrowed, he snorted, and directly distanced himself from him and quickly retreated.

Even with his perfect cultivation during the foundation building period, after receiving this roar, he felt that the qi and blood in his body were surging, and he was indescribably aggrieved and uncomfortable.

The golden lion roar of the Golden Cicada Temple is not only powerful and wide, but also mixed with some essence of Buddhism, and the rumbling sound is so powerful that ordinary people can't resist it.

One move forced Cai Jiang back, Huijing's face was solemn, and he didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, and swept directly in the direction where the golden cicada was!

However, he was too far away, but Luo Kun and Jin Cicada were only a stone's throw away, and even if he tried his best, it was impossible to arrive in time.

The Lingbao Golden Cicada let out bursts of sharp chirps, as if expressing its dissatisfaction, and then a faint golden glow bloomed all over its body, and a pair of translucent thin wings were as sharp as knives, gradually stretching out and slowly becoming larger.

Luo Kun's eyes were bloodshot, his cloak was exuding, and his face was covered with blood, like a demon, and he stretched out his hand to grab it.

Just when everyone thought that a big war was inevitable, a long sigh suddenly sounded in the depths of the secluded courtyard.

"Alas......"

It was as if a gust of wind and snow had blown across the earth overnight, and everything was frozen in an instant, and even time seemed to have stopped, and everyone was stunned in place.

At this time, people found that the door of the main hall of the Golden Cicada Temple had been opened at some point, and there was an old monk standing at the door.

"Guys, let's just leave it at that. The old monk let out a long sigh, and then spoke slowly.

His voice was very soft, but it clearly resounded in everyone's ears, and it seemed to have a magical force that made everyone stop fighting for a while.

Although the old monk was thin and thin, his face was full of twilight, but as soon as he appeared, the atmosphere in the entire arena suddenly changed, and at this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on him, whether it was the people of Lingjiang City or the people of the Blood Soul Palace, a look of surprise appeared on their faces.

"Master Huihai?!" someone exclaimed in a lost voice on the side of Lingjiang City.

Even the arrogant Luo Kun stopped at this time, looked at the withered old monk in front of the main hall with a shocked face, opened his mouth wide, and was speechless for a long time.

Although he had cultivated to the pinnacle of the foundation building period and was only one step away from that realm, he himself clearly knew that that short distance was simply a moat!

Once that last step is taken, it will be a leap into the dragon gate, and from then on, it will transform and truly become a strong man who can dominate one side.

Even in the Luo family of Nuoda, such existence is very rare, all of them are big people in the clan, and they can determine the existence of life and death in one word.

As long as he can break through, he Luo Kun can also get rid of the identity of the person from the outer door in one fell swoop, truly enter the Luo family, and become the high-level elite of the Luo family.

But that last step is too difficult and too difficult, and with his current age, if there is no special opportunity, I am afraid that he will not be able to set foot in that field for the rest of his life.

At the same time, a dark red blood mist suddenly filled the top of the Blood Soul Hall, and finally condensed into a figure dressed in crimson robes, standing in the air.

"You've crossed the line. The blood-colored figure said lightly.

The moment this person appeared, the suffocating evil qi poured down like heavy rain, and the pale golden Buddha light of the withered old monk in front of the temple was opposed to each other, and they were in court!

Seeing this scene, everyone present gasped in unison, although there was a storm in people's hearts at this moment, no one dared to squeak.

They didn't expect that the first three competitions would develop into a big battle between Wushan City and Lingjiang City, and in the end, they even forced these two existences out!

Needless to say, the old monk in the clothes is the recognized first strong man in Lingjiang City, Master Huihai, the abbot of the Golden Cicada Temple.

He was charitable and devoted to the Buddha, and finally stepped into the realm of dust, broke through in one fell swoop, and became the only ancient monk in Lingjiang City.

In the current world, the mainstream of practitioners is to cultivate aura, contemplate the great avenue of the world, step by step, and finally attain their own Taoism, which is also known as the path of cultivation.

However, those who go to the Buddha have their own way, if the Tao is to travel between heaven and earth, to observe all kinds of Taoism, then to cultivate the Buddha is to realize oneself, to constantly explore and think about oneself, so as to comprehend the true meaning of the world and transcend the mundane.

Corresponding to the spirit refining qi and the spirit master building the foundation, the little monk in the initial enlightenment period is called a monk, and then the monk who is in a clear state of mind, but because the strength of the various stages of cultivation and cultivation is very similar, and the cultivation is the mainstream of today's general trend, so it is often used to call the spiritual master the cultivator.

And above the monks, there are ancient monks who have stepped into the realm of dust, and their strength is similar to that of the spiritual sect that has entered the realm of agility among the cultivators, and they are the real powerhouses in the world.

In addition to cultivating Buddhism and cultivating the Tao, there are still many other cultivation systems circulating in the world, such as monsters and monsters, although they also cultivate the aura of heaven and earth, but they are different from the human race.

The Tao itself is like this, it can be one, and it can evolve all things in the heavens, which is the right way, and who can say clearly?

And above the night sky, the man in blood who stood in the sky, who could dare to challenge Master Huihai, except for the hall master of the Blood Soul Palace, who else could be?

It is rumored that more than twenty years ago, he had already entered the Spirit Realm and became a real Spirit Sect, and after so many years, his cultivation must have been more refined than at the beginning.

Many of the young people present in Lingjiang City saw this legendary existence in Wushan City for the first time.

The cultivator's eyesight was extraordinary, and the man in blood did not deliberately hide it, so naturally many people saw the true face of this Blood Soul Hall Master clearly.

Contrary to Master Huihai's twilight, the blood-clothed man had red lips and white teeth, and his face was full of life, as if he was just in his early twenties.

A young man who was a little bolder asked cautiously and softly, "The hall master of the Blood Soul Palace, is it so young?"

You must know that the man in blood became a spirit sect more than twenty years ago, and his real age is only about the same as that of Master Huihai, but no matter what others think, he feels like he is less than thirty.

"Stupid, what do you know...... "The friend beside him whispered in his ear: "It is rumored that the hall master of the Blood Soul Hall specializes in cultivating some yin and evil exercises, sucking people's essence and blood to replenish himself, and I don't know how many people have been killed in the past few decades, so he looks so young." ”

Hearing this, the person who had spoken out suddenly widened his eyes, hurriedly covered his mouth, and did not dare to speak again.