I only heard the sound of "Peng", but on the handkerchief, there was a clay figure, and this clay figure was the protector of the Shami Temple, Jialan, Jiehui.

The clay figurines are small and cute, vivid, and they beg for mercy directly on the handkerchief.

Ao Bing smiled and said, "Now that I've seen how powerful the master is."

"Grandpa spares his life! The villain went astray, and asked grandpa to spare his life."

This Jiehui immediately begged for mercy, which made Ao Bingdu laugh, and pulled down his little arm, which immediately made Jiehui scream in pain.

"Good, good, killing people is not enough, but the third prince is too much, let's let him back."

A little novice wearing a blue robe walked out, this little novice was round, his hands were folded, and the precept on his head was lit with incense, apparently the Western monks who had received the vows.

"Suspicious?"

Di Xin looked at this very transparent little novice and couldn't help but wonder for a while.

Shen Gongbao smiled and couldn't help but say, "This little novice has a restrained aura, quiet eyes, and is quite old-fashioned, isn't it a child who cultivates?!"

Wen Zhong also said with a smile, "There is a secret method in the Western Sect, which is practiced from the mother's womb until birth, as long as the essence is not broken, the growth of its mana will increase exponentially, but this skill has a shortcoming, that is, it cannot be personnel, otherwise this skill will be broken."

The boy gong taught in the West is actually quite famous in the wilderness, it is a secret technique based on the premise of closing the personnel of male practitioners, and the practitioners have to endure not being able to grow up, and get along with them as children for the rest of their lives.

It is said that after cultivation, the shape is like a three-year-old child, and the body is also delicate and bright, no different from a child.

But in the eyes of those demons, the novice who has cultivated the child's skill is the most delicious, and it is comparable to the existence of Jindan.

And looking at this little novice, he is infinitely close to three years old, obviously this boy has already cultivated, otherwise he would not have such mana.

Ao Bing looked at this little novice, and his eyes couldn't help but show contempt, but the gossip cloud light pal in his hand was not slow, and he didn't give this little novice face at all.

At this time, Xiao Shami's sudden yellow light was great, and a big hand was directly pressed down, and the position happened to be Ao Bing.

Ao Bing was also not afraid, and was about to run the Qi body flow, when he suddenly found that he couldn't move.

But at the critical moment, the canopy was in charge, and this luck was directly attenuated by 100%, and Ao Bing at this time couldn't even turn into a dragon.

And under the pressure of this big hand, he couldn't move, and he couldn't even open his mouth.

Seeing that this big hand was about to take him down, the Xuanyuan Sword in Di Xin's hand flashed with blood, and directly cut this Xuanhuang big hand in half.

And the attack of blood and qi is not limited to this, the little novice can't help but run the golden body, but a boy appears directly.

Di Xin once again waved the Xuanyuan sword in his hand, and the blood-colored sword was in the middle of the child's face, and the child's face was overwhelmed and was directly cut in half.

The collapse of the child's appearance made the little novice feel like a heavy blow, and he retreated again and again, and with the help of his strength, the mountain gate behind him was directly shattered.

Xiao Shami spat out a mouthful of blood, and then said, "Why should the benefactor of the king of people force each other, the way of the little monk to pass on the way of the little monk will not hinder the rule of the king of people in the slightest."

"The sin of demagoguery deserves to be punished!"

Di Xin said this coldly, which made Xiao Shami smile bitterly.

"The human king is domineering, but he is not afraid of evil against the two saints of my Western religion?"

"Yin Shang is backed by the three religions, and under the rule of Gu, the preaching of the Western religion is not allowed."

There was no longer any way to talk about it, and the little novice finally said, "If the king of men behaves like this, under this law of cause and effect, there will be no good results."

Di Xin's eyes were cold, and the Xuanyuan sword in his hand was swung for the third time, and the blood-colored sword was swung out, right on the body of the little novice.

Xiao Shami was sturdily hit by this sword, but he didn't cut it in half, and he didn't look like he was damaged at all.

The little novice recited the Buddha's name, then sat cross-legged on the ground and sat down directly.

"This Western Sect is a sect of saints after all, even if it is a blow enough to destroy the body, it can sit down afterwards, which is meritorious.

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Wen Zhong sighed, which also caused Shen Gongbao to sigh.

Seeing that the little novice was dead, Yu Hualong gave an order, and the entire novice temple was directly broken into by the soldiers, and the statue that had just stood inside was directly destroyed by the soldiers.

After a short time, several soldiers came to tell him that in his inner room, there was a golden figure, and no matter how the soldiers slashed and burned it, it was still undamaged.

After hearing this, Di Xin was also interested, and directly ordered someone to carry the golden figure out.

This golden figure is only half a person tall, sitting on a lotus flower, the whole is solemn and solemn, I don't know what material it is made of, it looks like a compassionate appearance.

"The Golden Statue of the Medicine Man?"

Shen Gongbao is a second-generation disciple of the Sect of Interpretation, and he has seen the Medicine Master Taoist himself before, so he naturally knows this golden body.

"Is this the Medicine Master?"

Di Xin carefully observed the golden body, and suddenly found that the golden body Xuanhuang light suddenly rose, and a thought in the distance was directly injected into this golden statue.

The soldier who was carrying the golden statue was suddenly frightened and still on the ground, but the golden figure did not touch the ground, but floated in the air.

Circles of yellow light appeared behind the head of the golden statue, enveloping all the novice temples in the radius.

"The poor monk is the pharmacist and Taoist who leads the disciple of the saint, but the king of people in front of him?"

"It turned out to be a medicine master Taoist, and I am the human king Emperor Xin, and you and others preached in the hinterland of Yin Shang without Gu's consent, but what is the explanation?"

The golden statue appeared with a rainbow light, and then said, "The king of men, the poor monk has been ordained to let the people of the human race out of the sea of suffering and go to the Elysian World, the human king said so, but is it necessary to exclude thousands of human races from the Elysian World?"

"Lone has no time to fight with you, Lone's Yin Shang will never allow Western Christians to preach, how you and other saints choose, you can't control Lone's head, if you want to come again, see one temple and one temple demolished!"

"You!"

Chop!!!

The Xuanyuan sword sword suddenly rose, and the blood-colored sword appeared again, directly cutting the golden statue in half.

The golden statue broke in two, and the thought dissipated as if it had never come.

Wen Zhong and Shen Gongbao didn't think of what Di Xin would do, and Ao Bing looked at his master with admiration, and his master was too hard.

[Because of the worship of Di Xin, Ao Bing's loyalty increased to 70%]

"The king has done this, but he has hated the saints of the Western religion."

Wen Zhong sighed for a while, but the matter had come to this point, and he could only admit it.

Then the temple was demolished in its place, as if it had never been on this mound.

Western Teaching, Lingshan

"Senior brother, the pharmacist outside has been kneeling for three days."

The Zhun Ti sage looked at the Medicine Master Taoist kneeling in the lotus, but he couldn't bear it in his heart.

"Let him kneel! I have long said that when the calamity comes, don't join in, he actually sent his disciples to preach behind our backs, it is simply ......."

The leading saint snorted coldly, if it weren't for the time to employ people, he would have ruined this disciple.

"That being said, everything the Medicine Master does is for the inheritance of the Lingshan lineage, so I don't think it's as good as ......."

The Zhun Ti sage persuaded on the side, and the leading sage said coldly, "Now that the king of people has demolished the temple of the novice, and even cut off the golden statue of the medicine man, the meaning of the warning is obvious, but this is the face of the Western religion, do you want me to kill the king of the man?"

"Senior brother, I have a plan!"

"Oh? Tell me about it!"