After Ding Ling knew that this was a gang act, he knew that they would definitely share the spoils and contact them.

It can't disappear into thin air.

That's right.

Then there will definitely be some clues.

He had encountered such a thing once in the Three Kingdoms World.

It's just that this time the player group was more domineering and arrogant!

And this time it is much more low-key, and after the planting, the person disappeared directly.

Ding Ling didn't know who they were from beginning to end, nor did he know why they framed him, let alone what specific means they used.

"Let's go."

Now that the Jiuyang Divine Skill has been stolen.

Ding Ling had no need to go to Shaolin Temple again.

Moreover, the Shaolin Temple came down with a fire.

How many secret books can be kept?

That's still a problem.

The thousand-year-old temple was once destroyed by fire, and it was a ruthless person who did it!

It must be well-planned and thoughtful to the extreme, otherwise it would be impossible to catch all the people in Shaolin Temple off guard with lightning speed!

"Where are you going?"

Xiaolongnu was very obedient, but she asked instinctively, and before Ding Ling could reply, she immediately said:

"I'm going to lead the horse."

Apparently.

In her opinion, no matter where Ding Ling goes, she will follow, but there is no need to ask more.

Seeing this, Ding Ling didn't answer, but after the little dragon girl brought the sweaty and bloody BMW, he was ready to jump on the horse and leave the Songshan realm.

But he wanted to go.

But someone wouldn't let him go.

Brush Brush Brush!

A group of monks with sticks, under the guidance of one person, rushed out of a small road at great speed and surrounded Ding Ling.

The first few old monks were kind and kind-eyed, but at this moment, they looked at Ding Ling and reprimanded angrily:

"Your Excellency is Ding Ling?"

"How are you going?"

Ding Ling didn't get on the horse anymore, pulled out the giant sword, slammed it on the ground, and looked at the monks with a calm expression:

"Want to kill me? Or do you want to punish me? ”

"Good, good!"

The old monk led by Ding Ling saw that Ding Ling had killed someone, stole scriptures, and burned down the Shaolin Temple, but his face did not change and his heart did not beat, and he couldn't help shouting three times, but he was extremely angry:

"Lao Gao, the abbot of Shaolin Temple has no sea. I want to ask Ding Shi a word, did you kill the first Wuji of my Shaolin Temple Bodhi Temple! ”

It's obviously an inquiry.

But he used a tone that was certainly angry.

Ding Ling raised his eyebrows:

"I killed it."

"You didn't steal the book! You didn't put the fire! ”

It's still an affirmative sentence.

"It's not."

"You dare to quibble!"

The abbot of Wuhai was furious, gritted his teeth, changed the image of kind eyebrows, horizontal eyebrows and angry eyes, carried a single knife, and said:

"Amitabha, Your Excellency's sins are monstrous, and the old man will send you to the West Heaven to see the Buddha."

Where the sound falls.

He gave the order.

The monks of the eight directions immediately formed an arhat formation one by one.

Towards the direction of Ding Ling and Xiaolongnu, they besieged and killed.

Ding Ling was afraid that it would affect the little dragon girl.

He took the initiative to meet him.

He activated the Five Great Breathing Techniques, Pure Yang True Gong! In an instant, the special fusion energy was injected into all parts of the limbs, and under the action of the rolling energy, the bird catching skill worked perfectly, and Ding Linghu burst into the opponent's battle formation like a bolt of lightning, boom!

A giant sword envoy of his sword was opened, and the wood-burning sword technique suddenly worked, and the flame qi flowed and exploded wantonly, and an extremely condensed flame knife was condensed in the void!

Stop!

A giant sword swept forward like this, crackling!

The flame knife passed by, and in an instant, a group of monks in the front row were on fire, not to mention, a special energy burst out from the flames, and in the thumping and popping sound, they were all blown up and fell to the ground, and there were no ups and downs, but they didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

"This is my Shaolin Temple's wood-burning knife technique?!"

Abbot Wuhai's eyesight is amazing, and if he feels it, he can't believe it, just because the wood-burning knife method he has the impression of not having this kind of power at all.

But he didn't know.

Ding Ling's fusion special strength was enough to increase the power of the sword technique tenfold.

The ordinary wood-burning knife method has been upgraded to a flame knife.

How could he stop it?

Cracking sound!

As soon as Ding Ling started fighting, he didn't keep his hand anymore.

From time to time, the flame knife opened the way, and the monks who were killed all fell to the ground with a muffled snort;

From time to time, the sword magic wave out a picture of the sunset obliquely, the picture of flowers in full bloom, where the picture falls, the severed limbs and stumps fly into the sky, and the heads of people fall to the ground.

From time to time, a sword stabbed out, Dugu Jiu's sword moves will be opened, the sword moves are sharp and extremely fast, the antelope hangs its horns, and it is imaginative, so that people can't tell where the sword comes from!

The monks couldn't even stop Ding Ling.

It's really a bump and an injury, and a bump is a death!

Ding Ling is everywhere, like the sea diverting.

In just a moment, he killed through the battle formation formed by the monks, and then he turned back to 'rush and kill' again.

If so, three or four times.

Until the abbot of Wuhai also fell in a pool of blood.

Ding Ling stopped at this time.

[Obtained the E-level Achievement Medal: Shock the Abbot of Shaolin Temple]

[Note: The abbot of the sea, the innate realm, the high force, the rare opponent in the world!] He came prepared this time, thinking he would be able to catch you. But who would have thought that your ability would be so terrifying!

He's not even your enemy.

I was easily stabbed to the ground by your move.

When he was dying, he was stunned, shocked, and couldn't believe it.

If you have the opportunity to come back, he will definitely lead the monks of Shaolin Temple to stay away from you!

It was only because of his mistake this time that he completely buried the living power of Shaolin Temple.

He blames himself, regrets himself, and annoys himself. But to no avail.

He died with unwillingness, regret, regret, helplessness, and powerlessness! 】

[Received the E-level Achievement Medal: The first seat of the Damo Academy.] 】

[Achievement Medal: The First Seat of the Shock Prajna Hall]

……

Ding Ling heard a dense prompt sound.

He was surprised.

Two E-class medals were harvested.

Why doesn't it feel at all?

At this moment, he suddenly realized that the special strength of his breathing method qi and internal strength was already deep and explosive to the point where he could easily crush this group of ordinary innate masters.

It's so easy that it's no different from killing an ordinary second-rate master.

Ding Ling glanced in all directions.

Some players are looking in the shadows.

Ding Ling didn't have a bad feeling for players before, and he couldn't talk about a good impression, after all, he was a player himself, and his former classmates, colleagues, etc. could be players.

It is a fact that the quality of players is high and low, and there are good and bad people.

But not long ago, he was calculated by the player, Ding Ling was very unhappy in his heart, and couldn't help but roar:

"Get out!"

Rise!

Roar!

The lion roared to show its power, and with a roar, peepers from all directions, without exception, felt as if they had been struck by lightning, and their brains were buzzing, as if there was a heavy hammer hitting hard in Dong Dong Dong, only to feel a headache, and for a while, there were countless people who fell to the ground and screamed.

But it's also this voice.

Directly the curious, those who tried to fight the autumn wind, or simply some spies arranged by Ding Ling's enemies, all shouted and retreated, and they didn't dare to stare at Ding Ling at will.

They were horrified one by one, and some rookie players who had never seen Ding Ling go crazy had some admiration, admiration, and fear for Ding Ling at this moment.

It's more of a fanaticism.

"It would be great if I could be as strong as Ding Ling one day."

After Ding Ling swept away all the monks.

I found that these monks were bulging in their arms, and they seemed to be hiding a lot of things.

Pick it open with a sword.

Really.

Either it's a big medicine, a pill.

Either it's a scripture or a secret book.

"Burning the Shaolin Temple, these monks saw that the fire was raging and difficult to extinguish, so they simply took their whole family down the mountain."