At this moment, the obsessive monk was finally determined.

The "Master of Yuanzhao" in front of him is indeed no longer the master of Yuanzhao as before.

Although the appearance and demeanor of the "Master Yuanzhao" in front of him is the same as that of the previous Master Yuanzhao, there is no difference in the slightest.

However, if a person wants to be another person, it is not enough to have the same appearance.

A person's spirit is not easy to imitate after all.

If he had been before, he might not have been able to find the flaws, but now he has entered the innate realm.

The sensitivity of the six senses of the obsessive monk has increased more than tenfold.

From the difference in the spirit and spirit, the obsessive monk found the flaw of the "Yuanzhao Master" in front of him.

Especially after becoming an obsessive monk and saying "You are not a round photo", he clearly saw a trace of evil anger in the other party's eyes.

Neither Ren Quyi nor "Master Yuanzhao" answered the obsessive monk.

Ren Quyi just looked at the infatuated monk coldly, like looking at a dead man.

In the next moment, he suddenly snorted coldly.

His body took a step forward.

With his move, the expression of the obsessive monk suddenly changed.

If the original obsessive monk just looked dignified, he only felt that the old man in front of him was not simple.

So at this moment, the heart of the infatuated monk was completely turbulent.

Now, the infatuated monk is already in the early stage of the innate realm.

But even with such strength, he was facing the old man at this time, as if he was facing a bottomless abyss.

No living creature can escape the devouring of the abyss.

The infatuated monk did not hesitate, and his figure retreated.

Ren Quyi followed him like a shadow, stretched out a thin claw, and grabbed the obsessive monk.

On that claw, there was a trace of fierce innate qi entwined, as if it was a line of lightning.

The demented monk was shocked in his heart.

Seeing that the claw was getting closer and closer, the obsessive monk slapped it out without hesitation.

This palm is one of the twelve divine skills of the Hanging Temple, "Great Compassion Palm".

"Bang~~"

The palms and claws struck, like two thunderbolts striking each other, making a deafening loud sound.

The fierce innate qi immediately erupted from the junction of the palms and claws.

At the same time, an unimaginable huge force was transmitted along the arm to the entire body of the obsessive monk.

His body shook, and a stream of blood rushed up from his chest and abdomen, rushing to his throat.

Obviously, the demented monk had already suffered a lot of injuries under this blow.

The obsessive monk didn't dare to relax, and forcibly held back the blood in his throat.

His body, under the force of the force, quickly retreated backwards.

The demented monk did not unload that force.

Although that force hurt him, that force also became his "help" at this time.

His feet were on the ground in a row of sharp points.

He performed one of the twelve divine skills of the Hanging Temple, "Crossing the River with a Reed".

Under that vigorous "help", coupled with the top light skill in the martial arts "Crossing the River with a Reed", the body of the obsessive monk flew back towards the road at a speed unimaginable to ordinary people.

In the blink of an eye, the infatuated monk had opened a distance of twenty or thirty zhang from Ren Quyi.

Ren Quyi looked at the retreating figure of the infatuated monk and frowned slightly.

If he catches up, it will not be difficult to kill the demented monk.

But in this way, it is more or less necessary to waste some time.

The last thing he wants right now is to waste his time.

Because he urgently needs to be sure of one thing now.

It's the master of the town in the Hanging Temple, is he here?

If the news is wrong, and the Zhenguo master of the Hanging Temple is still here, then I am afraid that he will be the one who will flee for his life next.

Ren Quyi stood in place with his hands in his hands and withdrew his gaze.

He said coldly to the "Master of Yuanzhao": "Continue to lead the way." ”

"Master Yuanzhao" nodded, and didn't say anything more.

But in his heart, there was also a trace of shock, the secret path really deserved to be the master of the Heavenly Killing Palace, and his strength was extremely terrifying.

It was the infatuated monk who stepped into the innate realm, and before he even took a move, he was beaten and fled.

The obsessive monk retreated all the way.

Seeing that the old man did not catch up, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a familiar figure was approaching from the other side of the corridor.

It is the Dust God Monk.

"Senior brother, what's wrong? ”

The Dust Monk asked suspiciously.

Not long after the two separated, the infatuated monk disappeared from his sight, and it took less than ten breaths.

However, in the midst of such a moment, there was a lot of movement in front of me just now.

When the obsessive monk saw that it was his own junior brother, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

This loosening, the mouthful of blood he held in his throat, spurted out at once.

"Poof~~"

As this mouthful of blood spurted out, the face of the demented monk suddenly turned extremely pale, and his breath also withered.

The expression of the dust god monk immediately changed, and he hurriedly supported the crazy god monk.

He anxiously asked, "Senior brother, what happened?"

He had already seen that his senior brother had been seriously injured.

It's only been less than ten breaths, and his senior brother has become like this, what did he encounter?

The obsessive monk waved his hand.

He said weakly: "That person is too strong, let's leave first and go to play Wudong." ”

The Dust Divine Monk nodded, not saying anything more.

He knew that this was not the time to ask, so he immediately helped the infatuated monk and left quickly.

On the way out, the Dust God Monk learned the general course of events.

His face changed slightly, and he said hurriedly: "Senior brother, it seems that the other party's target is Maha Prison." ”

The infatuated monk said: "Senior brother don't be nervous, the two masters, Xuanku and Xuandu, are guarding there in person, and there is no hindrance." ”

"It's not something we can do about it. ”

The Dust Divine Monk nodded, this matter is indeed not for them to intervene in.

......

"Master Yuanzhao" led Ren Quyi into one of the stone houses of the Maha Temple.

The entrance to the Maha prison is located here.

"The hall master, it's here. ”

"Master Yuanzhao" said as he looked at a two-foot tall stone statue of the Buddha in the stone house.

Ren Qu lowered his hands, squinted his eyes, and said a word lightly: "Open." ”

"Master Yuanzhao" nodded, walked to the stone statue of the Buddha, reached out and pressed it a few times out of nowhere.

Suddenly, a low sound of "boom~~" sounded.

I saw that the huge stone statue of the Buddha was moved to the side.

As the stone statue of the Buddha moved away, a dim underground passage appeared in the eyes of the two of them.

Ren Quyi's expression was a little solemn.

Whether the master of the town and country in the Hanging Temple is still in the temple or not, we will see and know next.

Ren Qu said: "Lead the way ahead." ”

"Master Yuanzhao" nodded and stepped into the corridor.

The tunnel leads to the depths of the earth.

The two of them performed light skills and galloped all the way.

Half an hour later, the two came to a grotto.

I saw a bronze door appear in the eyes of the two of them.

On the rock wall above the bronze gate, three words are engraved - "Evil Suppression Tower".

At the same time, on the ground in front of the bronze door, there were six old monks in Tsing Yi.

They were sitting cross-legged, their eyes closed.

At this time, the six old monks in Tsing Yi opened their eyes suddenly.

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