King Kong Temple is a large temple outside the Guan, dominating the territory, and the layout is magnificent.

At this time, it was desolate everywhere, in ruins, and the shouts of killing were endless.

Blood was pouring and corpses were lying everywhere.

This extraterritorial treasure temple, for a time the Buddha statue was stained with blood, where is there still a little bit of Buddhism pure.

In the backyard of King Kong Temple, there is a thirteen-story majestic floating temple towering up, and there are three big characters in the book collection scripture pavilion, which treasures many martial arts secrets of King Kong Temple.

Those Jianghu people have green eyes one by one, and they are eager to try, wanting to rush into it and carve up the vault of the King Kong Temple.

But at this time, there were two people standing opposite each other, standing outside the gate of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, blocking everyone, and under the confrontation of the qi and machine, it was extremely fierce, making people dare not approach.

Hubol's face was full of golden beard, hooked nose, and his eyes were deeply sunken, all of which were cold.

And the black-faced young man held the knife and competed against each other, but he did not retreat.

Man holds his sword, man is like his sword!

Sun Bairen's emaciated body was straight, and the whole person was like a sword out of the sheath, with a sharp edge, ready to be cut down at any time.

Everyone around them didn't dare to breathe.

The battle was about to break out, and just as they felt their suffocation, a soft shout suddenly rang out, breaking the silence.

"What's going on?"

Bellow......

The hooves of the ox were heavy, and the ground shook as they stomped.

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw an ethereal figure sitting on the back of the big green ox, coming slowly, like a fairy and a saint.

Many Jianghu people looked at each other speechlessly for a while.

"Shangxian, you have to be the master for me!" Before Sun Bairen could speak, Hu Boer stepped forward and complained, "Shangxian, your Taoist boy, has selfish intentions and wants to swallow this secret of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion alone!"

The big man seems to have suffered some great grievance, and he can't be aggrieved.

Sun Bairen, a black-faced young man, had a red face, and he was so robbed that he couldn't speak for a while.

"Did you wait for the poor Dao to speak?" Hubol secretly rejoiced in the depths of his eyes, and a faint voice sounded in his ears, and when he looked up, he saw a pair of cold eyes in his eyes, and suddenly he only felt the cold water pouring down from the top of his head, and his body and mind were cold, and he couldn't speak anymore.

"Poor people, why do you need to hold others hostage!" The bull riding trail moved his eyes sideways and looked at the black-faced young man, "Bairen, you come on!"

"Yes, master!" Sun Bairen woke up like a dream, and hurriedly said, "After these people rushed into the King Kong Temple, I followed closely behind, and I directly found that this Hu Boer was actually whistling, summoning a black eagle from the air, and then sneakily came straight towards this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, as if he had a purpose. I was curious to follow, and I found that he had tied a secret scripture book of the Kongo Temple to the black eagle's leg and secretly sent it out......"

The young man explained what had happened in a few words.

When Lu Chunliang heard this, his eyes instantly locked on Na Hubol, "Don't you need to explain?"

Hubol's face was cloudy, and he suddenly sneered, "What scriptures? This is just this kid's words, how can you take it seriously?"

Lu Chunliang's eyes narrowed, and his voice became cold, "I only ask you about the origin of the scriptures!

The words are plain, but the unspeakable domineering cannot be questioned in the slightest.

When Hubor heard this, his whole face suddenly fell.

The purpose of this trip, he had already planned and left a way out.

But he didn't expect that the immortal in front of him was so domineering, and he didn't leave him the slightest way out, and he was forced into a desperate situation with just a few words.

One force will drop ten!

Any plan is in vain!

Only......

"Buddhism is a raccoon dog on a hill, and there is no good thing! Everyone, what kind of immortal is this bull rider, he clearly monopolizes the inheritance of the King Kong Temple, and uses us as cannon fodder, and does not give us the slightest way to live! Everyone, let's go together! We must not let him succeed!" The corners of Hubol's eyes were full of hideousness, and he shouted loudly, his voice full of incitement.

"What? Shangxian wants to monopolize Kongo Temple!"

"Then what are we desperately attacking the Kongo Temple?"

"How can what the Hubol brothers say be wrong?

......

The secret is moving!

There was a sensation among the Hu people in the rivers and lakes, and they looked at the Taoist riding the bull in front of him in horror and horror, his expression was full of unkindness, but he couldn't hide his fear.

The scene of the bull rider and the Zhengang Zen master of the King Kong Temple before was no longer a mortal means, such as seeing the high mountains and towering to the sky, I don't know its height.

Even if they are outnumbered, they don't dare to act rashly for a while.

Seeing this, Hu Boer was in a hurry, "Everyone, we have thousands of people, are you still afraid of a bull-riding demon Dao? Even if he really goes down to earth for immortals and kills mortals indiscriminately, isn't he afraid of Heavenly Dao cause and effect? Everyone don't fight with him, let's grab it, rush into this King Kong Temple Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, how much can we rob!"

"Brother Hu, you're right!"

"Starve the cowardly, support the bold, fight!"

"The sky is above, even if it is an immortal, do you dare to poison the world?"

......

These people in the rivers and lakes usually rely on force to do mischief, but when they heard the incitement and the secret was in front of them, greed suddenly overwhelmed everything and they were ready to move.

Seeing that Kongoji Temple is about to be in chaos here......

"Hmph!" A cold snort immediately exploded in the air like angry thunder, and the eardrums were about to burst, echoing in the heart, blank.

"Monopolize the King Kong Temple? Don't you say that this King Kong Temple has never been seen in the eyes of the poor Dao, so what if it is monopolized? What if the poor Dao acts, why should he explain it to others?" In the face of the excitement of the crowd, Lu Chunliang just smiled lightly, and patted the head of the ox under the seat with his palm.

Bellow......

The big green bull raised its head and roared, and the burly body stood up, its hooves like a hammer, and it was pressed down violently.

Rumble!

The huge ground shook like a mountain.

All around, all of a sudden, fell upside down.

Looking at the big green ox with huge horns facing the sky, everyone was shocked and frightened, as if they had seen an ancient sacred cow coming from the flood wilderness, which had the ability to destroy mountains and split the earth.

Everyone fell down, and Nahubor was about to flee while taking advantage of the chaos, but he only felt enveloped by an incomparable majesty, and the whole person froze in place, unable to move.

His heart sank to the bottom.

The ability of this bull rider is really beyond his imagination, like a god and a demon, far beyond the power of man!

In an instant, he understood that it was impossible to leave safely today.

"Immortals, bend and beat them into tricks with trumped-up crimes! What kind of immortals are you! I, Hu Boer, would rather die!" Even when he reached such a situation of being a dagger, he still made an iron-clad appearance.

"If you fall into the hands of the poor Dao, how can it be up to you?" Lu Chunliang just chuckled and said lightly, "Look at my eyes!"

There seemed to be some kind of mysterious magic in the words, and Hubor instinctively wanted to avoid it, but unconsciously looked away.

Then he saw a pair of eyes as bright as stars rapidly enlarge in front of his eyes, and there was a light in them that turned like a whirlpool, pulling his soul to fall infinitely, fall, and fall again......

Ecstasy!

"What scriptures did the Black Eagle take away?" the ethereal voice sounded from the sky, but it was close to people's ears, echoing in their hearts, making it impossible to resist.

Hu Boer's eyes were glazed, and he opened his mouth in a daze, "It's the "Thirteen Stick Monks Training Art of War" of the King Kong Temple!"

"Why is this scripture the Thirteen Stick Monks Training the Art of War?" Lu Chun said strangely in his conscience.

You must know that King Kong Temple has the world's first horizontal practice of kung fu "King Kong is not bad", which is far more valuable in the eyes of martial artists than these thirteen stick monks practicing the art of war.

This Hubol went straight to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the King Kong Temple, why did he only want this method of military training?

"I don't know!" Unexpectedly, Hubol shook his head.

Under the Dafa of Ecstasy, the mind is controlled, and there is no lie.

I don't even know why I did it.

Lu Chunliang did not move, and waited for the following.

Subsequently......

Hubol's face was dull, and he spoke again, "All this was made by the North Heavenly Gate!"

Really......

Lu Chunliang was thoughtful.

Behind all this, there is really the arm of Beitianmen, and the horse's feet are finally exposed?

And at this time, under the control of the Ecstasy Dafa, Na Hubol had no power to resist and spit out the secret.

"The King Kong Temple has obtained the strong King Kong Pill of the North Heavenly Gate, but it is not obedient! And what the North Heavenly Gate wants is only the method of training the stick monks of the King Kong Temple. If this King Kong Temple can be used, it will be used, and if it can't be used, it will be discarded! The Northern Heavenly Sect sent me to take the opportunity to take away the rare method of military training in the rivers and lakes......"

One by one, Hubor revealed all the secrets hidden behind them.

"What? These are all the hands and feet of the North Heavenly Gate!"

"We've all been taken advantage of!"

"Beitianmen? What a big breath, what kind of sect is this? Why have you never heard of it?"

......

There was a sensation among the Jianghu people.

None of them thought that Hubol, who had always been thick-eyed and seemingly righteous, would be such a scheming and sinister guy who treated all of them as pawns.

In vain, they were so stupid that they didn't know anything, and they were almost instigated by it to regard the immortals as enemies.

The thought of the horrific consequences made them terrified.

After confiding this, under the Dafa of Ecstasy, Lu Chunliang asked again.

But Na Hubol revealed all the eighteen generations of his ancestors, but there were not many secrets about the North Heavenly Gate.

Obviously, he is just a pawn and doesn't know too much about secrets.

"What a North Heavenly Gate!" Lu Chunliang's eyes were deep.

First take the magic knife spectrum, and then take the stick monk to practice the art of war, Beitianmen successively targeted the two major rivers and lakes of the Divine Sword Villa and King Kong Temple, but did not take the most valuable things, there must be secrets.

Although Lu Chunliang had never seen that person's methods, he could also get a glimpse of his scheming from some words in Wudang's records.

Seeing that Hu Boer's eyes were demented and no longer valuable, Lu Chunliang's eyes swept and he opened his mouth lightly, "Zhenxiu little monk!"

"Little monk, here!" Shaolin Zhenxiu folded his hands and walked out.

"King Kong Temple originates from Shaolin, you can take back your lost Shaolin inheritance!"

When Zhenxiu heard this, her face was solemn.

Although Lu Zhenren's words were plain, they were full of grandeur, and he had obviously made up his mind.

"Yes!" said Zhenxiu for a moment, shrunk under his feet, swept into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and after only a moment's work, he saw him wearing a golden silk robe, inlaid with seven treasures, and stepped out.

"Real people, this is the vajra robe that was stolen by the fire foreman Tuo a hundred years ago, and today it is finally returned to its original owner! Zhenxiu represents Shaolin, thank you for the help of real people!"

"Wudang and Shaolin have a thousand-year-old relationship, which is extraordinary, so there is no need to be polite!" Lu Chunliang stretched out his hand to support it, but he did not drag the mud and water.

"The King Kong Temple is a scourge in the Western Regions, and it can't stay any longer today!"

He pointed with one hand from afar, only to see a little fire burst out of his fingertips, which seemed to be dotted with stars and ethereal.

Disheveled!

As soon as it fell, it was originally just a little fire and ignited, and the next moment a sky-high fire rose and burned.

The Great Donkey Kong Temple immediately fell into a sea of fire, and this Western Regions Xiong Temple was cohewed for a while.

Many Jianghu people were dumbfounded.

There is no momentum at all, and between the understatements, a finger burns the world!

This kind of means is no longer a mundane martial art, it is closer to an immortal way!

Shangxian, sure enough......

Immortal!

"Gone!"

And just when everyone was startled, they suddenly heard a chuckle.

Bellow......

The bull roared happily, carrying the shadow leisurely.

In front of him is a young man holding a knife leading the way, and behind him is the King Kong treasure temple turned into a sea of fire.

The figure of the bull riding trail disappeared into the wind and sand in the desert, as if weathered, and drifted away from the world.

"Real person, wait for the little monk!" the handsome little monk in the robe beside him shouted, following closely.

Outside the King Kong Temple, the Hu people of the rivers and lakes watched from afar, speechless for a long time, with fascination, looking at each other and talking.

"Burn the King Kong Temple, go to the immortals and others! Red dust treasures, fame and fortune, regard them as floating clouds! If you are among the immortals, the high wind and bright festival of the immortals are really not ordinary!"

Thinking of this, they turned to look at the Kongo Temple in the sea of fire, and after a moment, they suddenly shouted.

"Quick, quick, put out the fire!"

"How much can be saved!"

"The Buddha temple gilds the Buddha statue, and it is the most rich! There are gold and silver jewelry of the King Kong Temple and all kinds of martial arts secrets collected here, it is a pity to burn it!"

......

Bursts of regret.

Even if the fire was in front, these Jianghu people rushed in one by one as if they were not dying.

Only the desert wind and sand are whistling, and a shadow of the road disappears with the weather, as if it has left the world, and there is no trace of it.