Bei Yidao carefully distinguished the sound coming from the temple, and then looked at the growing fire, smiled with satisfaction, the effect was better than imagined, lifted the iron gun, waved his hand, and took the lead to rush to the main gate.

The main gate is the façade of the Xiangyou Temple, and there are also a few masters, but under the iron spear containing the true qi of the fire in the north knife, it is like butter under the hot knife, and the body protection kung fu that is slippery and does not leave hands is pierced without playing any role.

The hungry ghost monk behind Bei Yidao is like a real evil ghost, swarming up, not caring about his own life at all, even if he dies, he has to take a bite, not to mention the monk of Xiangyou Temple, even Bei Yidao is shocked.

A monk who was stabbed by a knife in the north was torn apart by seven or eight hungry ghost monks before he could fall to the ground, several hungry ghost monks stuffed the torn pieces of meat directly into their mouths and bit them, revealing a satisfied look, now they are not so much human beings, but revenge ghosts, they have given up too much for revenge, and even the identity of people has been abandoned at this last moment, they have already had the will to die, when the Xiangyou Temple is destroyed, it is also the time of their death, and all the sins will be borne by them.

There are not only men in the Xiangyou Temple, but also women, but in front of the vengeful demons, these make no difference, they only have revenge in their eyes, even if they kill innocents by mistake, it doesn't matter, they will pay it back with their lives, let them enjoy the process of revenge now.

After killing a few masters, Kitachi stopped and gave everything that followed to these poor and hateful people.

For Bei Yidao, who was born as a horse thief, the division between good and evil is very vague, if those people in the righteous path are here, they will naturally stop the slaughter of these hungry ghost monks, at least don't kill those women and small servants, but for Bei Yidao, this is acceptable.

Who said that only those monks committed crimes, these women may have been forced at first, but after a long time, they have long been accustomed to this kind of unearned luxury life, even if they are not willing to leave, not to mention that in order to ensure that they live a better life, the dirtiness between each other is not much better than in the inner courtyard of the palace, and how many conspiracies and poisonings are staged here.

As for the lowest-status guys, they are ushered in, they talk about people, talk nonsense, talk nonsense, scold their supervisors, and exclude their companions, and the cruel elimination method of Xiangyou Temple makes each of them a utilitarian, as long as it is beneficial to themselves, they don't care how many people they hurt, let alone pity.

As for the children who were raised, are they still alive, maybe it is the best choice to enter the cycle of reincarnation and get rid of everything from this hell.

Bei Yidao and Yan Xu already had such a tacit understanding in private, but they didn't tell Hua Mantian that although his strength was good, he hadn't experienced enough baptism, and his heart was not cold enough, so he was placed on the periphery.

However, when the entire Xiangyou Temple was almost enveloped in flames, the hungry ghost monks who were in charge of intercepting and killing outside couldn't help it, even if there were flames in front of them, they couldn't stop them from entering, leaving only Hua Mantian to stand there and watch the flames engulf everything.

I don't know when Yan Xu stood in front of the mountain gate of Xiangyou Temple, his eyes were lowered, his hands were folded, and the Great Compassion Mantra resounded through the mountains with the Tianlong Zen singing, and even the flames that devoured the entire Xiangyou Temple and the three hundred hungry ghost monks became a lot more docile, and countless souls who died in the temple, regardless of good or evil, were sent to reincarnation, and the sins of life were naturally distinguished by reincarnation.

"Not used to it?" Bei Yidao carried an iron spear, took a sip of the liquor he found out of nowhere, and said to Hua Mantian, who had been standing there.

"Yes, no wonder the ancestor said that I have never experienced a real baptism, and I am not a real powerhouse. Hua Mantian let out a sigh of relief, and said to the north in a sad way.

"What baptism, I get used to it when I see more, who is not waiting for the day of death in life, why think so much about life and death. Bei Yidao said with a big grin, and sent the liquor to Hua Mantian.

Hua Mantian was stunned for a moment, then laughed, took the strong wine and poured a big sip, not caring about the wine spilling on his favorite red robe.

Yan Xu finished the soul and smiled slightly when he saw the communication between the two, but he quickly put away his smile and set his eyes in a certain direction.

"It seems that the situation has changed, and this Xiong Dali is not as simple as the name. Yan Xu said in a low voice, then reached out and wiped it on his head, and suddenly turned into a big bald head, and the hair that fell out was also burned by him, and then changed into a monk's robe and said to the dumbfounded Bei Yidao and Hua Mantian.

"There is a strong enemy, you can't intervene, leave as soon as possible!"

The two of them are not indecisive, they looked at each other when they heard the words, said take care, and then left quickly without hesitation, now the Xiangyou Temple is a big fire kang, I don't know how many people will go in, it is better to leave quickly.

Yan Xu looked like a monk, with one hand on his chest and a coiling dragon stick in the other, chanting the mantra of death there, until a huge black shadow fell from the sky and smashed the ground out of a crater-like crater.

This is a three-meter-tall humanoid bear, wearing a heavy iron armor, holding a thick iron spear in his hand, with a terrifying aura, it is one of the four great generals under the Tiger Head Taibao Throne Xiong Dali, and the only one of the four generals who has survived the transformation tribulation but still maintains his original form.

Xiong vigorously looked up at the fragrant oil temple that was about to burn to the ground, and his teeth rattled, obviously angry to the extreme.

"Little monk, tell me who burned the Xiangyou Temple, and I'll spare your life after speaking!" Xiong Dali said to Yan Xu in a cold voice, but the hand holding the spear was not convincing.

"It was burned by a poor monk. Yan Xu said calmly.

"Well, I just like honest people. Xiong Dali was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and finally roared angrily.

"I love killing bald asses like you!!"

With a roar, Xiong Dali's iron spear with the thickness of an ordinary person's leg smashed down on Yan Xu's head, if it is implemented, I am afraid that even the meat sauce will not be left, and it will be mixed in the soil and splashed all over the mountain.

Yan Xu suddenly opened his eyes, and swept over with both hands holding the coiling dragon stick transformed by the golden snake.

Even if Yan Xu now has the strength of nine bulls and two tigers, it is not as good as Xiong Dali, who has cultivated thousands of years of innate divine power, but the mystery of the inner fist is to exert the effect of ten layers of force, with Yan Xu's martial arts master realm, this stick is on par with Xiong Dali.

The collision of the coiling dragon stick and the mixed iron gun directly overturned the soil in a radius of ten zhang and rushed to a height of half a sky, just like a powerful fountain underground, which made a rain of earth and stone on the hill where the Xiangyou Temple was located.