"What should I do, he doesn't seem to be afraid of us?"

", the breath of the Tribulation Realm, this is a Void Immortal!"

"What's the panic? I heard that Ye Junlin once killed a void immortal of the Feather Sect, and his murder is famous, as long as I stabilize my aura, I can bluff this old bald donkey! ”

Several people were secretly transmitting.

As the core character of this group, the white-haired old man forcibly held back the panic in his heart, sneered a few times, and said proudly: "Disciple, it's none of your business here, step down!" ”

"Yes, Master!"

As if he had been pardoned, the man in the hat hid behind in fear.

"This fellow Daoist, do you know who I am? What I want to do, there are really few people in the entire Eastern Regions who can stop it! ”

The white-haired old man's eyes were as cold as winter, and his tone was full of warning.

The Lamp Master raised an eyebrow.

In his eyes, the other three people are in a low realm, but only this white-haired old man can't see through his cultivation, as mysterious as a layer of mist, and looking at this posture, could it really be a big deal?

"Master, he is the Killing God Ye Junlin! Before, we wiped out the million-strong army of the Feather Sect, and in that battle, our Hanging Temple also lost a lot of elders and disciples! "There is a nervous way of the same door.

"Huh?"

The eyes of the master of the burning lamp burst with essence, when he was out of the customs a while ago, he had heard of this.

I didn't expect to meet this person at this time!

It is said that even the newly promoted Giant Yang Void Immortal of Yuhuamen was killed by the other party with his bare hands at the Xue family banquet!

The cultivation is unfathomable, and the strength is extremely strong!

The white-haired old man's heart thumped.

This old bald donkey is actually a senior monk of the Hanging Temple, you must know that in the original Battle of Huangzhou, the Hanging Temple also suffered a loss in the hands of Ye Junlin!

This enemy can't fight when they meet?

Evil, this will really kick the iron plate!

It's still a barbed iron plate!

Who would have thought that the master of the lamp actually showed a smile, and the terrifying momentum released from his body gradually subsided, and his attitude became much kinder, "Amitabha, it turned out to be Lord Ye, and the old man has already heard of you." ”

The white-haired old man was stunned, and his heart was suddenly ecstatic.

It seems that Ye Junlin's name is still very useful, and even this high monk of the Hanging Temple has to give face!

The monks present looked at each other, and a deep shock could be seen in each other's eyes.

Is this Ye King's Landing already so powerful?

Even the master of the lamp must be courteous, and there are signs of flattery!

This is obviously an enemy!

"Master, does this old bald donkey really sell your face?" Li Wuqi secretly said that he was also surprised by the change in the attitude of the Burning Lamp Master.

Ye Junlin's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he thought of some possibility, and sneered: "Don't be deceived, this old bald donkey is holding back a belly of bad water, take a good look." ”

If you don't guess wrong, this person is going to use these impostors to achieve his own disgraceful purpose.

"Ahem, this fellow Daoist, you also came out of the Medicine King Valley?" When the white-haired old man saw that the Burning Lamp Master lowered his body, the fear in his heart decreased a lot, and he seemed even more light.

"Exactly, it's a great place full of truth, goodness and beauty in the world." The Lamp Master sighed with a smile on his face.

When he said this, the anger in his chest boiled!

Hearing this, the white-haired old man secretly rejoiced, and being able to get such a lofty evaluation from this high monk showed that this Medicine King Valley was indeed a supreme treasure.

Then this group of people who came out of it must have a lot of treasure medicine in their hands, and it is estimated that even the king of medicine has it!

Thoughts swirled.

The white-haired old man made up his mind, and his tone revealed a toughness, "In this case, meeting is fate, and the next thing, please don't interfere with Daoyou, otherwise...... Hum! ”

As he spoke, he shook off his sleeve robe suddenly, and his posture was very domineering.

Several other companions were silent, and secretly said that this guy is really a master of art and bold, and he dares to kick his nose in the face of the power of the Tribulation Realm.

Looked at.

Instead of being angry, the Burning Lamp Master smiled, "Master Ye's meaning, Lao Wei fully understands, but this is not thoughtful, let Lao Wei help you." ”

Swish!

He pinched the seal with one hand, and a copper-colored bowl was instantly formed in the sky above his head, and then rapidly expanded at an incredible speed, as if it wanted to envelop the whole world.

Soon, this big bowl was completely natural, without any flaws, as if it was a cage covering all the monks, and not even a fly could fly out!

The surface of the bowl is also densely covered with pale golden Sanskrit, and the sound of temple chanting is faintly heard, full of peaceful and sacred atmosphere.

Everyone was in the middle of it, and all of them looked suspicious.

In their hearts, there is a vague sense of foreboding!

"Fellow Daoist, what are you ......" The white-haired old man's expression froze, and he couldn't help but beat the drum in his heart, and the other party's sudden move was completely unexpected by him.

What's this for?!

At this time, in the midst of countless shocked eyes, the Burning Lamp Master showed compassion on his face and sighed: "Good and good, meeting is fate, the old man has decided to surpass all the benefactors, let you go to the Pure Land of Bliss as soon as possible." ”

"Amitabha~"

The white-eyed monk folded his hands and calmly recited the Buddha's name.

These words made everyone present shudder.

One of the monks realized something, and raised his finger tremblingly, "I see, you bald donkey clearly wants to take revenge on us!" ”

The other people who came out of the Medicine King Valley were angry and anxious, knowing that the Burning Lamp Master was going to settle accounts after the autumn, and immediately shouted emotionally:

"We are also forced to be helpless! Why blame us? ”

"Isn't it just a dung ball? You are such a high-ranking monk with such a narrow mind! ”

"Master! Leave me alone, I promise I won't tell you! ”

"Aren't the monks compassionate about compassion? You're discrediting the Hanging Temple! ”

The voices of reprimands, begs for mercy, and angry shouts instantly filled all directions.

The Burning Lamp Master broke the defense, the green tendons on his forehead protruded, and his face roared angrily: "Shut up! You wicked obstacles! The old man is so powerful that he crossed the Tribulation Realm, and he was actually united by you to throw dung balls? ”

"How could the old man swallow this breath? The old man is going to overtake you all! Make amends for the sins you have committed before!! ”

The roar poured infinite mana, and immediately overshadowed the noisy noise, shaking the ears of many monks, and their hearts trembled.

Everyone was dumbfounded, looking at this terrifying old monk with a hideous face, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour, and felt extremely strange for a while.

Throwing a dung ball?

What's going on?

The onlookers who were originally kept in the dark, even the most stupid people, knew that things were far from that simple!

But the problem is that they are just the masses who eat melons, and now they are also shrouded in this big bowl, and they are going to be wiped out completely!

Many strong people had ugly faces, and tentatively shot at the big bowl, beating the big bowl with a loud bang, but it had no effect.

Realizing his gaffe, the lantern master quickly regained his composure as if his face had changed, and said without sadness or joy: "Don't waste your efforts, no one should want to go out without the permission of the old man." ”

"This senior, I am the prince of the Great Yan Dynasty, have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this!" A young man in brocade clothes took out a unique royal jade pendant and shouted angrily.

"The old man is the core elder of the Qiankun Sect, if something happens here, the sect will definitely investigate it to the end!" Another old man with a fairy wind bone held a whisk in his hand, and said with a majestic face.

"Hmph, even if we don't have the same level of cultivation as you, if you insist on letting go of the killing, the forces behind us will never give up, and the Hanging Temple will definitely pay a terrible price at that time!" A Mahayana realm powerhouse stood up and glared angrily.

"That's right!"

The crowd was indignant and tried to force the Lamp Master to dismiss his thoughts.

The elders of the Hanging Temple were also frightened, thinking that the old monk's idea was too crazy, and it would bring trouble to the Hanging Temple at that time.

"Master of the Lamp, or ......" A fellow disciple stubbornly tried to dissuade him.

As a result, the Burning Lamp Master raised his hand, and a large golden hand quickly appeared from the void,

The man was firmly grasped, the bones of his whole body crackled, and a terrifying squeezing sensation came, making his face swell into the color of pig liver, and he shouted in horror: "Burn the lamp, are you crazy?!"

"I remember, you had a part in that time." The Lamp Master was expressionless.

The man secretly cried out and begged for mercy: "Burn the lamp, you and I are in the same door, why kill each other?" Besides, I was also forced! ”

Boom!

In the next second, this Buddha Sect Meditation in the Body Realm was instantly caught and exploded into a blood mist, and his soul was destroyed.

"Hiss!!" Everyone gasped fiercely, their hearts were cold, this old bald donkey was ruthless and killed along with the door, so do they still have a way to live?

"Amitabha~"

The lantern master showed compassion and regret, but a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.

The white-haired old man's scalp was numb, and he was going to do the last vote, so he washed his hands in a golden basin, took the resources he had recently grabbed, and concentrated on retreat and cultivation, and he would never come out for hundreds of years.

Who knows, things will turn out to this point?!

Turning his head to look at the other people, he saw that these people had already frightened the six gods and cast a pleading gaze at him.

The white-haired old man sighed secretly, after all, he still has to rely on me.

Then, he quickly adjusted his state, his face was gloomy like rain, and his tone was not good: "This fellow Daoist, could it be that you want to get rid of me?" ”

Suddenly.

The hearts of the people came alive.

This white-haired old devil, but he is known as a god-killer, backed by the Xuantian Sect, which is suspected of being an ancient immortal, and he doesn't even pay attention to the Yuhua Gate, if the master of the burning lamp insists on going his own way, these two people will definitely fight, and then they will have the possibility of survival.

As their thoughts fluctuated, many monks changed their positions and pinned their hopes on the white-haired old man.

Even the victims who have been robbed have to see him as a savior!

Master Lamp Burning smiled, "Master Ye, how could it be?" The old man respects you very much, but the old man also has a thing to ask for, and I hope that Lord Ye can think about it. ”

The white-haired old man grasped the point and said tentatively: "What's the matter?" ”

"Ye Shi is trying to make money, Lao Gu is trying to live, I hope you can take care of this matter more afterwards, Lao Gao is grateful!" The Lamp Master said in a meaningful tone.

The white-haired old man was stunned.

What an old bald donkey, the abacus is crackling, this is to make me, oh no, to let Ye Junlin take the blame!

Everyone's faces were ugly, and the secret way was really calculating!

If this matter spreads, the Hanging Temple will be able to stay out of it, and according to the white-haired old demon's heart, maybe he really doesn't care about this reputation, after all, his hands were already stained with blood before, and killing them was just a drizzle.

The Lamp Master did not make a sound, quietly waiting for the white-haired old man's reply.

Through what I learned just now, this person is extremely greedy for money, and it is a big deal to give him more benefits afterwards, as long as he is willing to bear the charge, then he and the Hanging Temple will not be affected.

At this moment, the white-haired old man stood with his hands in his hands, raised his head and let out a loud laugh.

The lantern master's heart sank slightly, and he thought that the negotiation had failed, but just as he was about to open his mouth to add chips, the other party's words directly exceeded his expectations.

"Fellow Daoist, even if you let it go, I, Ye Junlin, am willing to take full responsibility for the outside world afterwards!!"