"Okay, good, good sesame oil temple, it should be extinguished today!" Yan Xu opened his eyes, and said three good words in a row, and a murderous aura made Bei Yidao and Hua Mantian shudder, and secretly said that it was so murderous.

However, the hungry ghost monk next to him looked at him with appreciative eyes, and he was not so reluctant to attack the Xiangyou Temple under his command, thinking that it would be very exciting, in the most brilliant moment of their lives.

Although he didn't find Yu Niang, Yan Xu didn't plan to stop his actions, and he would look for them again after killing them.

"After a while, I will go to the back mountain to light the fire, and when I see the fire, I will first divide a hundred people to sneak in from both sides and set fire, and when the fire in the temple starts, I will take a hundred people to attack head-on, don't entangle, kill through and then kill back, don't let the other party organize, and finally spend the rest of the people around the fragrant oil temple to intercept and kill anyone who escapes. Yan Xu divided the task in a few words, and the murderous aura in his words made Bei Yidao, an old thief, look sideways, and Hua Mantian was even more dumbfounded, only those hungry ghost monks were impatient.

"Today, I want the fragrant oil temple to be removed!" Yan Xu snorted coldly, waved his hand, and cast an invisibility spell to sneak to the back mountain.

He himself is a super master at the top, with stealth skills like entering a no-man's land, whether it is a bright guard or a dark whistle, he died without even having time to react, there are no exceptions, and there are no accidents, for a martial arts master, he will not miss at all because of the different direction of his heart.

A palm lightly pressed on the back of a dark whistle hiding in the canopy, and the secret energy spit out, simply and neatly destroyed the heart vein, the dark whistle's eyes bulged, and then everything froze at this moment, without leaking out the slightest smell of blood.

Killing the last dark sentinel, there was only a group of people left in the cave who were unaware, Yan Xu stared at the cave with cold eyes, and summoned the Divine Fire General Qin Ming.

"It's up to the general next. ”

"The last general will take the order!" Qin Ming clenched his fists with both hands, and then came to the entrance of the cave with the fire lotus lamp, blowing at the lamp, and the little spark just left the fire lotus lamp and exploded into a sea of fire, and the three hundred soldiers turned into fire crows and flew in the flames, restraining the spreading sea of fire, and then poured into the cave like a flame storm under Qin Ming's urging.

The terrifying heat ignited the contents of the cave before it even touched it, and the seriously excessive oil content in the cave was like throwing a torch into a gasoline barrel, and it exploded directly, and the terrifying flames actually rushed out of the cave against the flame storm.

Qin Ming was also a little surprised, but now he is like the embodiment of flames, with the help of three hundred incarnated fire crows, the flames of the riot were finally tamed, like a greedy fire dragon, licking every inch of the hole, the oil cylinder filled with sesame oil is more like a giant lamp, and the monk who soaked in it and did not have time to escape is the burning wick.

Yan Xu watched coldly, he is not a hot-blooded actor, he has to enter step by step or sneak in, there is no problem for him that cannot be solved by fire, if there is, he will add fuel to the fire.

Three hundred fire crows were flying happily in the cave, turning a blind eye to the tragic situation of being burned off the fat oil and revealing the black withered bones that exploded in the flames and finally turned into sparks, they were all Qin Ming's personal soldiers before they died, and they followed him to fight on the battlefield, and they had never seen any kind of tragedy, but soon they found a new target.

The five great monks in the depths of the cave found that something was wrong before the flames had spread, and it was too late to escape from the dark passage at this time, but they reacted very quickly, jumped up, jumped out of the copper vat, and had no time to feel sorry for the sesame oil, kicked the jar down, poured out the sesame oil, and then lifted the copper vat to cover themselves inside, resisting the omnipresent flames.

It's a pity that this fire is not an extraordinary fire, but a fire in the wood, a fire in the stone, and a fire in the air, although it is not completely fused into a samadhi fire, but it is not an ordinary flame that can be compared, not to mention the high temperature, and there is no need for burning materials to continue to burn, so it directly turned the five great monks into a smoldering oven roast pig, because of the isolation of the copper tank, coupled with their own cultivation is deep and full of qi and blood, compared to those disciples who died in one or two breaths, their death process is more long and tormenting, and I am afraid that it is no less than the oil pot in hell.

When Qin Ming asked his soldiers to lift the copper cylinder that was about to be burned, a large puddle of hot oil gushed out of the cylinder.

The sesame oil in the jar had already been poured out, and now the origin of these hot oils is very clear, so that they can experience the pain of those innocent children before they die.

The five great monks who had been fattened by the high temperature lost more than ten turns, and their bodies were oily, like roast pigs that had just been baked, but this was not the end, Yan Xu used the soul dementorship to detain the souls of the five people, and directly searched the memories in their souls.

"General Tianluo, you're really going to make trouble for me. Yan Xu was silent for a moment, and then said in a low voice.

Let the five ghosts find the secret room in the cave, the amount of gold, silver and jewelry stored in it shocked both of them, and some other rare treasures, which also gave the two of them an eye-opening feeling, this fragrant oil temple is indeed a gold kiln.

Let Qin Ming pack up and transport the things back to Tianxiang City, Yan Xu got out of the cave and went to Xiangyou Temple.

Seeing the fire in the back mountain, Bei waved his hand with a knife, and the hungry ghost monk who had long been impatient took the thing that ignited the fire, and skillfully sneaked into the fragrant oil temple from both sides, and the iron thorns on the high wall did not hinder them in the slightest, and as for the copper bell for vigilance, they were also taken off by those who had been prepared, and did not arouse the vigilance in the temple.

This fragrant oil temple covers a vast area, luxurious and extravagant, and people who are not generally enough can not enter at all, not to mention the hungry ghost monk who is more beggar than a beggar, but no matter how luxurious the building is, it is also from the hands of craftsmen, and it can't be built by a fake monk who is proficient in eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling in Xiangyou Temple.

Driven by hatred, the Hungry Ghost Temple even copied a model detailed to the placement of each toilet bowl according to the exact scale, and now they can touch any part of the temple with their eyes closed, but now they want to sacrifice everything in front of them to the fire god.

The hungry ghost monk, who was very familiar with everything in front of him, skillfully found the lamp oil pot in the corner, splashed it everywhere, and then lit it without hesitation, and killed the little girl and woman he met on the way, without a trace of hesitation, kill, kill, burn, burn, the hungry ghost monk turned into a demon, and put countless fires in the fragrant oil temple, killing everyone he met on the way, no matter who they were, although it was cruel, but it also gave them more time to the greatest extent and slowed down the time when they were discovered.

The Xiangyou Temple has been peaceful for too long, and when the fire is out of control, they have not organized a decent fire extinguishing team, after all, the high-level monks in the temple and most of the middle-level monks have become roast ducks in the oven, and the rest are the heads of the daily departments.