【God-level Navigation Sticker】-

This voice was hidden among hundreds of soldiers in the southern province, and it was erratic, and the tall monk "Li Jinglin" didn't know where this voice came from.

"Grandpa wants to create his own "Eight Desolation Recipes"?"

Hearing the words of the gloomy voice, the tall monk Li Jinglin frowned.

"Ten thousand years ago, the Dao Emperor created the "Heavenly Dao Divine Sound Formula", and the Human Emperor created the Three Tricks of the Human Emperor, and these peerless exercises were all born in response to the catastrophe. Now that the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty is on the throne, the world is peaceful, and there is no catastrophe, but the grandfather has to create the "Eight Desolation Formulas" and seize the world, which is acting against the sky and will never succeed!"

Li Jinglin shouted loudly while waving his wand.

"Whether it is successful or not, you don't need to care, you just need to get out of the way, let me wait to take the relics and hand them over to my grandfather!"

"As long as you get out of the way and surrender to the eldest prince, in front of the grandfather in the future, I will say a few good words for you, and in the future, the grandfather will seize the world, and it is impossible for you to be the marquis and pay homage!"

The gloomy voice sounded again.

"Wishful thinking!"

The tall monk Li Jinglin's face froze, and he burst into tears.

"Li Weiyi, at the foot of Xuanyi Mountain, our village suffered a locust plague, and all my parents and villagers starved to death...... Today, you became the lackey of Zhenguo Gong, leading troops to exterminate Nanlin Temple, and your conscience was eaten by dogs!"

"If you want a relic, let the grandfather come and take it!"

"Back then, I was a small soldier under my grandfather, and my grandfather told me to give birth to me, and my grandfather told me to die, and I died!

Li Jinglin shouted loudly.

Boom! Boom!

The wand in his hand danced faster and faster, and more than a dozen Southern Province sergeants flew out upside down in unison, their muscles and bones shattered, and their vitality was cut off!

"Hehe, good birds choose trees to perch, for the great cause of my grandfather, I, Li Weiyi, don't say that I led troops to encircle and suppress Nanlin Temple, or I killed my biological parents, and I can do it!"

The voice sounded again, and "Li Weiyi" said with a sneer.

"Li Jinglin, just by you, do you still want your grandfather to kill you in person? Don't think that if you are practicing horizontally, others will not be able to help you, your life is in my hands, die!"

"Die!"

With a low shout, among the thousands of soldiers from the Southern Province, a cyan light suddenly burst out.

This cyan light turned out to be a middle-aged man with a thin figure, this middle-aged man was about forty years old, his face was white and beardless, and he lacked a little bit of men's masculinity but had a hint of femininity. After jumping out, the man smiled gloomily, shook his hands, and the sound of sharp weapons breaking through the air suddenly rose, but he threw out more than a dozen silver needles, directly hitting the acupoints around the body of the tall monk Li Jinglin.

Poof!poof!poof!

This tall monk Li Jinglin was not afraid of knives and guns, but he couldn't resist these silver needles at all, and in an instant, he let these silver needles pierce into the chalk of the body.

"At the beginning, your silver needle still couldn't pierce me...... Right now...... You, have cultivated to the level of Martial Venerable......"

The silver needle pierced into the chalk, and the tall monk Li Jinglin's body shook suddenly, and his face showed extreme shock.

"The silver needle in my hand is specially practiced to restrain your horizontal practice of kung fu. Originally, I thought that if you take refuge in your grandfather, our brothers will love each other, and this hand of silver needle will not need to be used. Can be ...... guns"

The feminine man, Li Weiyi's face, showed a touch of disappointment.

Bang, bang, bang!

Before he could finish speaking, the silver needles that pierced into Li Jinglin's acupuncture hole burst open.

In the thumping sound, Li Jinglin's body trembled violently like a sifting chaff, and finally spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", and his huge body fell to the ground ..........

"Carry his body down, wait for me to take the relics, and have a good time with my brother!"

A feminine voice sounded, only listening to this Li Weiyi said.

"Three hundred sergeants, follow me into Tallinn and take the relics!"

As he spoke, Li Weiyi took three hundred sergeants, moved his steps lightly, and walked towards Tallinn first.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

"Amitabha ......" "Amitabha ......"

"Tallinn is an important place for Buddhism, you have bad intentions, let's retreat!

And when Li Weiyi entered Tallinn with three hundred soldiers, he heard a few distant Buddha horns in Tallinn, and suddenly sounded.

Whoa!

Like a ghost, the figure of five or six thin old monks suddenly appeared, the monk's robe swayed, and in the midst of the banging sound, seventy or eighty of the three hundred sergeants behind Li Weiyi were directly shot out and fell outside Tallinn, with broken tendons, blood spitting from the mouth, and no life.

The faces of the remaining sergeants changed drastically, and they subconsciously wanted to quit Tallinn.

"Is it you old things? Not dead yet?"

Li Weiyi's face changed suddenly.

"Don't be afraid, these old things, back then they were the thirteen evils of Tiangang who crisscrossed the underworld of the Great Zhou Dynasty thirty years ago, and the thirteen brothers were all martial arts level cultivators, but it was a pity, and later they were surrounded and suppressed by the Zhenguo Gong with troops, killing seven and leaving six to hide in Nanlin Temple. At the beginning, they were willing to abandon themselves and protect Tallinn, and the monk Yonghui was willing to take them in. I can't imagine that after so many years, they are not dead-"......," Li Weiyi said in a deep voice.

He was also a disciple of Nanlin Temple back then, so he naturally knew some of the situation of Nanlin Temple very well.

Because of this, this time Yang Zimo encircled and suppressed Nanlin Temple, regarded Li Weiyi as a confidant, and even the most important relics were let Li Weiyi take them.

"Hmph, you Tiangang Thirteen Evils, if you don't self-abandon, I, Li Weiyi, will still be jealous of you!"

"It's a pity, after abolishing the cultivation, you have at most the first-level strength of a martial artist, just with the six of you old immortals, do you want to stop me?"

Li Weiyi snorted coldly.

Martial Venerable powerhouses, even if they have abandoned their cultivation and have no true qi, their physical bodies are still strong!

It's just that six of the "Tiangang Thirteen Evils" in this Tallinn have reached the age of seventy or eighty, and after the true qi is completely wasted, the qi and blood have degenerated, and now it is the initial strength of the martial artist, and it can deal with those ordinary sergeants, but it is not Li Weiyi's opponent at all.

"Six old guys, pretend to be ghosts, watch me find you all out!"

Li Weiyi said as he spoke, his body moved, and he burrowed into Tallinn.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

There were a few explosions, and three thin figures suddenly flew out!

But it was three old monks with white hair and yellow robes.

The three old monks flew out upside down, spurting out a few mouthfuls of blood with "poof" and "poof" in their mouths, apparently fighting with Li Weiyi in Tallinn and being seriously injured by Li Weiyi.

"There are three more, give me death too!"

Whoa!

Li Weiyi let out a low snort, and the silver needle in his hand suddenly burst out, stabbing the other three old monks.

In the end, this Li Weiyi is a martial arts level cultivator, and those six old monks, although they were martial arts level strength back then, but now they are old and declining this year, and they can't be Li Weiyi's opponents at all. The previous three were hit by Li Weiyi's fist and spit blood, but the next three were directly shot by Li Weiyi with a silver needle to break the heart, and the vitality disappeared quickly is .......

"Hmph, don't you want to stop me?" Li Weiyi snorted coldly.

"You six old fellows, if you are stabbed in the central vein by me, you will die in an hour at most, and the remaining three are also in broken internal organs, and you can live three husbands at most...... Today I have great mercy and do not kill you, but you will obediently stay in this Tallinn and wait for death!"

"I'll take this relic first!" As he spoke, Li Weiyi roared out a few palms, and several stone pagodas were directly shattered by him, revealing several colorful relics inside.

Seeing these relics, Li Weiyi's eyes lit up, and he was about to reach out to ......

High in the sky, Yang Shuo looked coldly at everything that was happening below.

Li Weichen ...... Li Weiyi, a man whose name is loyal and righteous, why is he an unfaithful and unrighteous person? This person is called righteousness, but what he does is not loyal and righteous, when the abbot Yonghui saved him, but now he is a kind and vengeful ...... He also said that for the sake of the critical moment, his parents' lives could be sacrificed......"

"What is the use of such a person!"

In Yang Shuo's eyes, a cold and murderous color flashed.

"He came to take the relics, is he going to give them to his father, so that his father can create the "Eight Desolation Recipes"?"

"If I rob these relics and make him unable to make a difference, I don't know what Su Qingru's expression will be when he learns about this in the future......"

Such a thought popped up in Yang Shuo's mind.

However, if he really snatched these relics, wouldn't it mean that he hindered his father's plan to create the "Eight Desolation Recipes"?

Yang Qian, the Duke of Zhenguo, is Yang Shuo's father, and Yang Shuo's food and clothing in the Zhenguo Mansion over the years have been provided by his father Yang Qian, and Yang Qian has not framed and killed Yang Shuo like Mrs. Cheng, but he has never paid attention to Yang Shuo. Now let Yang Shuo go against his father, Yang Shuo is more or less, and he can't let go of his hands and feet!

"That's it, then Li is a righteous martial artist, how difficult it is to snatch the relics from him!"

"Try it, if you can get it, you can get it, if you can't get it, forget it!"

"If I can really seize these relics, it is a big deal that my father will come and ask me for them in person in the future, and I will give them to him!"

With such a thought in his heart, Yang Shuo didn't hesitate anymore!

Shoot, take the relics!

As soon as his mind moved, Yang Shuo's pure yang golden body immediately went out of his body, carrying the true fire of the sun, and flew straight into the middle of the tower!

"Huh?"

At the same time that the pure yang golden body flew into Tallinn, Yang Shuo suddenly felt that something was wrong!

In the tower below, in the shattered stone tower, several colorful relics suddenly shot out a cloud of light, suddenly enveloping Yang Shuo's pure yang golden body!

Under the shroud of this relic's light, Yang Shuo clearly felt that the strength of his pure yang golden body was constantly increasing...... From the golden body of the beginner of the martial artist, it has become the golden body of the intermediate martial artist and the high-level golden body of the martial artist...... The peak golden body of the martial artist, and even the golden body of the martial master...... In an instant, the power in this pure yang golden body was already comparable to the martial arts level of the Great Sun Rulai Golden Body!

"The light of the relics actually has an amplifying effect on the pure yang golden body?"

Yang Suo was surprised.

"That's it, this is the will of heaven, with such power, I am afraid that I will not be able to take away these relics from the hands of this disloyal and unrighteous Li Weiyi!"

"Hit me!"

As soon as his mind moved, the pure yang golden body suddenly swelled, and the true fire of the sun burned fiercely, from top to bottom, and slammed into Li Weiyi in the tower below.

ps: Chapter 7, another eleven words. There are three chapters left, and I will send them again in the evening.

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