"Ten...... More than a dozen Spirit Kings ......"

When the words fell, Rao Shi couldn't help but open his mouth wide even these people who had seen extraordinary things on weekdays. or shook his head, or rubbed his eyes, but the scene in front of him was still true.

A moment later, dozens of figures had already arrived, all of them heading towards one place, and finally stopped in front of Yuwen Lei. Counting carefully, there were thirty-six people, and the strange thing was that they were all wearing monk's robes, and there was no bare bare head left, as if they were thirty-six monks......

"I've seen Master Lei's Uncle Ancestor!"

"I've seen Uncle Lei!"

Suddenly, these thirty-six monks actually bowed slightly to Yu Wenlei and performed a Buddhist ceremony! This scene really made the whole Dafeng stunned, and even some big figures of the older generation stared at Yu Wenlei in disbelief. This young boy is the uncle of these monks?

The first one to come back to his senses was Hua Qingyun, although he still had a look of surprise on his face, but he slowly showed a smile, he never imagined that there would be such a change in the state of affairs, maybe today, he could not die! This is undoubtedly a desperate situation for him......

Look carefully, the thirty-six monks are wearing two kinds of monk robes, half of them are pale yellow, these people are not very old, not even more than thirty, but their cultivation has broken through the Linggang realm, and they are all stronger than the elites of the four major sects!

And what really moved these big men was the other eighteen people, who were obviously much older, they were wearing golden monk's robes, and their bodies seemed to be watered with gilt, shining brightly, invisibly revealing a sense of heavy power! These eighteen people were all flying from the void, that is to say, these were eighteen spirit kings!

"Uh...... You guys...... Why are you here?" Yuwen Lei was also deeply surprised, he didn't know that there were so many masters hidden in Qianzang Temple, "Huizhen, who are these people?"

"Back to the uncles, they are all the uncles of the 'Cheng' generation, and they are also the eighteen golden monks in the temple, and the uncles are usually in retreat and cultivation, so the uncles have not seen it yet. Hui Zhen replied.

"Eighteen Golden Monks?" Yuwen Lei secretly said, Qianzang Temple is really not simple, he guessed that most of it was trained by the old monk......

Just after Hui Zhen finished speaking, among the eighteen golden monks, an elderly monk slowly stepped forward, and he nodded to Yuwen Lei with a smile.

"Uncle Lei, disciple Cheng Yu, on the order of the abbot, came to help Uncle Lei. ”

"Uh......"

Yuwenlei coughed dryly, and was called uncle by an old monk, he was really a little uncomfortable, this Chengyu monk is older than Chengzhi monk, but in Qianzang Temple, only Jiji has the highest seniority, and Jiji announced that he is the same age as Yuwenlei, so there is this scene.

But in the eyes of outsiders, it is really incomprehensible, especially Feng Qingyuan, he dissipated the spiritual power in his palm at this time, and was a little surprised, among the eighteen older monks, the highest cultivation is the sixth-order spirit king Cheng Yu, and the lowest is the first-order spirit king, although none of them are his opponents, but there are eighteen opponents, even if he is not sure of victory.

"Monks, dare to ask why you meddle in secular affairs? The old man sealed the imperial palace and sealed Qingyuan, hoping that the senior monks would give the old man a thin face, and how to ......retreat from it," Feng Qingyuan said in a deep voice.

"Amitabha, the benefactor, the poor monk is not willing to meddle in secular affairs, but the poor monk wants to escort the master and uncle of the temple back, hoping that the benefactor will take advantage of the way. Cheng Yu made a Buddhist salute and responded lightly.

"What! The senior uncle you are talking about, could it be that kid?" Feng Qingyuan frowned, pointed at Yuwen Lei and said.

"Amitabha, exactly. ”

"Impossible! This son killed the two most potential juniors in the imperial palace, how could the old man let him leave because of your words!" Feng Qingyuan said angrily.

"This ......"

"Old monk, get out of the way! Otherwise, don't blame the old man for being ruthless!" Feng Qingyuan threatened, when he reached the level of the Spirit King, he couldn't make up for the gap by just relying on quantity, in Feng Qingyuan's opinion, these eighteen monks were still not his opponents.

The words fell, and for a long time, they didn't see Cheng Yu and the others retreating, and their choice was already obvious.

"Stinky monk, you are looking for death!"

Feng Qingyuan's face suddenly became gloomy, and in the next moment, the spiritual power on his palm regathered, and the fierce offensive was ready to start!

Bang!

In front of Yuwen Lei, the eighteen golden monks suddenly shook the golden sticks in their hands, and the ground shattered in an instant.

"Up!"

Cheng Yu read plainly, and when he heard this, the eighteen golden monks immediately rose from the ground, scattered in the void, and formed a formation around Feng Qingyuan.

"This ......"

Seeing that another big war was about to start, Yuwen Lei had no bottom in his heart, after all, he didn't know anything about Cheng Yu and the others, and looking at his momentum, each of the eighteen golden monks was much weaker than Feng Qingyuan.

"Hui Zhen, you become Uncle Yu, are you okay?" Yu Wenlei spoke, wanting to probe from Hui Zhen.

"Uncle Ancestor, rest assured, the disciple believes in Uncle Cheng Yu......" Hui Zhen said after pondering for a moment.

"Oh?"

Just as Yuwen Lei was turning his head, Feng Qingyuan had already made a move, at this time, Hua Qingyun and Huo Zheng both stepped aside, Hua Qingyun also stroked his chest, as if he was not lightly injured, after all, he really defended Feng Qingyuan's blow.

"Yin Yang Emperor Light Wheel!"

Feng Qingyuan condensed his spiritual power into a two-color light wheel, and from this light wheel, Yu Wenlei felt a fluctuation in his heart palpitations! This trick seemed to have been used by Feng Yiming, but compared to the two-color light wheel in front of him, it was simply a difference between cloud and mud......

"Unload!"

Suddenly, Cheng Yu spoke again, and the eighteen golden monks waved the golden stick in their hands, each attacking, and exported a trace of power on the two-color light wheel, and the eighteen people seemed to be combined. After a short time, all the terrifying two-color light wheels were removed, and the spiritual power turbulence subsided, and the eighteen warrior monks did not even show a trace of scars.

"What! how is it possible?" Feng Qingyuan was shocked, he had already used eighty percent of his strength in that move, but he didn't even hurt the other party's fur!

"It's this move again...... Yu Wenlei turned his head and smiled at Hui Zhen Jiaojie beside him, this move was too familiar to him, when he was under the eighteen warrior monks of the 'Hui' generation, he used his sword technique to the extreme, and slashed out hundreds of knives, but all of them were unloaded.

And the methods of the eighteen golden monks in front of him were the same, Yuwen Lei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, he understood the means of this battle formation, and it could almost be said that there was no weakness. At the beginning, he also relied on the strange spiritual power attack to find a flaw, but that Feng Qingyuan was definitely not good at spiritual power.

"Attack!"

As soon as the words fell, the formation of the eighteen golden monks suddenly turned, and the golden stick pointed directly at Feng Qingyuan, cutting off all his retreats for a while, Feng Qingyuan's expression was solemn, and the majestic spiritual power was agitated around him, resisting the golden stick shadows coming from all sides.

Bang!

The angle of the eighteen golden monks' attacks was extremely tricky, all of them were aimed at Feng Qingyuan's vital points, especially Cheng Yu's attack, carrying a bit of formation, extremely powerful, and even Feng Qingyuan had to defend with all his might.

"I can fight with Feng Qingyuan on a par......

"It's so strong...... This...... Where did the monk come from?"

I saw that everyone raised their heads in unison, staring at the battle in the void, not daring to move away for a moment, for fear of missing this rare pinnacle battle! )