In the early morning of the next day, when the light had just broken down, all the monks gathered in the hall, and they didn't even bother to use breakfast, but they all stared at Wu Chi with fiery eyes, if their eyes could eat people, Wu Chi was afraid that there would not be even a single hair left at this time. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Tianhe naturally knew their intentions, and it was difficult to get the remnants from Lin Cheng's hob meat, after all, it was a madman who could withstand capital punishment, but getting clues from Wu Chi's mouth, the difficulty was lowered by a notch, and the only headache was that Wu Chi's strength was very high.

Isn't it just a remnant picture? What can I do if I get it, don't you see how calm the old man Ziyang is!

Tianhe glanced at Ziyang, who was playing a master outside the world, the old thing, this is really fearless. The other part of the remnant picture is in the Ziwei Palace, no matter who gets this one, if you want to take out the Emperor Shun Sword, you can't get around the Ziwei Palace. It is precisely because of this scruple that the monks present this time can only barely be regarded as first-class masters in the immortal cultivation realm, and they are still far from those top ones.

"Let's go!"

Lin Cheng, who was belated, unknowingly became the leader of the monks, and it is estimated that the dead fat man is proud at this time, after all, not everyone is qualified to lead such a group of monks from all over the world, so he walked very heroically, with two small short legs supporting the fat body, twisting step by step, walking how coquettish he was.

The ancestral temple of the Lin family has long been dismantled, and there is only a statue of Guanyin with a thousand hands in the huge place, standing quietly in the morning light, with thousands of hands bursting out, layer upon layer, each knotting the law seal, which is sacred and solemn.

"Ga ......"

With the arrival of Lin Cheng and the others, the statue of Guanyin seemed to be blind, and its eyes were still closed, only a crow with a pitch-black body and scarlet eyes suddenly appeared on the palm of his hand.

One, two, three......

There were crows standing on the palms of the idols, and a stream of black gas gushed out from the top of their heads, condensing into the faces of Lin Ping, Da Niu, Xiao Niu and other dead bloodlines of the Lin family, twisted and crazy.

"Get in!"

Wu Chi gritted his teeth, grabbed the huge body like a tree stump in Lin Cheng, and rushed towards the statue, everyone stood in the distance with the attitude of watching the play, only Ziyang Justice rushed out awe-inspiringly, and roared in his mouth: "Punish the evil demons and crooked ways, it is the unshirkable responsibility of my upright family, and the small sects outside the region can still ignore life and death, are my Central Plains Great Sects all greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Everyone just sneered, everyone heard the transaction between Wu Chi and Lin Cheng last night clearly, since they were excluded from the transaction, they naturally would not cover their cold butts with a hot face, as for Ziyang's behavior, it surprised them.

The old thing's reputation in the immortal cultivation world is not very good, and no one likes a guy who looks down on people with dog eyes, especially this guy often looks at himself with the eyes of his servants and servants, which is even more unpleasant.

As soon as Wu Chi rushed into the scope of the ancestral temple, the eyes of the Guanyin statue suddenly opened, and in a flash of red light, thousands of palm shadows fell from the sky, the strength was strong, the angle was tricky, and the monks palpitated for a while.

"Fat pig, it's up to you whether you're dead or alive, get out!"

Wu Chi was able to deal with one or two at first, but it was difficult to carry such a big burden as Lin Cheng, especially when he saw Ziyang moving towards his predetermined goal, he sighed in his heart, and secretly screamed that it was not good, and directly smashed Lin Cheng as an abandoned son to Ziyang, and rushed towards the remaining pillar of the ancestral temple with all his strength.

"You, you...... Perfidy......"

Lin Cheng felt the wow-cool in his heart, he couldn't wait to greet all the eighteen generations of Wuchi's ancestors, and with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a live horse doctor, he bit the wax pill in his mouth, and the moment the secret medicine entered his stomach, his vision suddenly blurred.

It's a pity that at the moment when he was about to close his eyes, he still saw countless palm shadows falling down on him overwhelmingly, which would definitely shoot him into mud.

"Hi ......"

In the end, the jade law could not be saved from death, and with a sigh, he rushed forward with a sword trick in his hand, and the sword light was ten thousand wisps, directly shattering the thousands of palm shadows, dragging Lin Cheng's fat body, and retreating from the ancestral temple lightly.

Losing the blockage of the Thousand-Handed Guanyin, Ziyang's speed of advance more than doubled, and the sword light in his hand galloped, directly uprooting the remaining pillar, and at the same time flying out of a brocade box buried under the pillar. In the midst of the tumbling, the brocade box opened automatically with a click, revealing a remnant picture full of ancient atmosphere.

"Remnant!"

The exclamations rose one after another, and everyone finally understood why Ziyang was so old-fashioned, it turned out that he had long known that the remnants were hidden there.

The remnants of the picture appeared, how could everyone still sit still, and they rushed into the ancestral temple one after another to join the ranks of the competition.

That picture......

Tianhe's clairvoyance was exerted to the extreme, time seemed to stop in his eyes, and the remnant picture in front of him was vividly projected in front of his eyes, allowing him to clearly see every line on the map.

The remnant picture seems ancient, but the method of outlining the pen and ink used above, although it is also simple and rough, but it is less than the previous one, and there is a sense of sharpness, this remnant picture, should be fake.

Tianhe silently looked at the unconscious Lin Cheng, and secretly wondered if this guy had already expected that he would be killed, so he made a fake picture in advance and buried it there, preparing to use it as bait to coax the monks to fight for him.

If this is the case, it can only be said that this guy's heart is not only ruthless, but also extremely cunning!

"Master, what's wrong with my father?"

Qinggui looked at Lin Cheng anxiously, although there were no scars on his body, but unfortunately there was no breath and vein, and his body became extremely cold, like a corpse that had just stiffened.

"He swallowed the secret pill of fake death, and it's fine!"

The jade method clicked on Lin Cheng's body a few times, and immediately made him spit out the secret medicine that he had swallowed.

"The ...... Who Killed a Thousand Cuts"

Lin Cheng, who had just woken up, cursed Wu Chi hard, this guy didn't want to think about it, he took a remnant picture and instigated the battle in front of him, if he let that group of monks know the truth, I am afraid that without the Thousand Hands Guanyin, everyone will also shoot him into a meat pie.

The ground of the ancestral temple has been stained red with blood, the competition of the monks is very fierce and cruel, it is completely to fight to the death, the statue of Guanyin has been scattered again and again in the hands of everyone, but with each reorganization, with the death of each person, the statue has undergone undetectable changes.

"What's going on? This idol is so wicked?"

Tianhe muttered and looked at the idol, from the very beginning it felt that the idol was not simple, after all, resentment is an intangible thing, and it is reasonable to affect people's luck, but how can a statue have the strength of the seventh layer realm?

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Now, the body of the idol is turning red little by little, and what is even more terrifying is that on the thousands of palms it stretches out, the black crows are gradually increasing, and what makes Tianhe feel even more shocked is that the black gas coming out of the heads of those crows has condensed into a monk who was killed in the battle for the remnants!

"Division...... Respect...... Here it is......"

Qinggui's trembling voice, with great fear, sounded in the clearing, and even the monks who killed you to the death stopped their movements one after another, and looked at the statue rising from the ground in disbelief.

The rune shackles sticking out of the underground cave have been brutally torn off by the idol, and on the idol's outstretched palm, there are countless black crows densely staying, like burning hellfire, and above the crows' heads, there are more vivid faces roaring, roaring, fierce and powerful! )