Before the people arrived, the sound had already arrived. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This voice came very abruptly, it contained the power of cultivation, just for Lin Zaitian, the divine sense control was very subtle, and it could not be achieved above the Yuan Infant.

This method of sound transmission already contains attack attributes, if it weren't for Lin Zaitian's deep cultivation, at least it would be the result of piercing the eardrums, and if the cultivation was low, it would be possible to break the brain and become an idiot, or even directly shock to death.

The other party is clearly hostile!

A cold light suddenly rose in Lin Zaitian's eyes, and his divine sense was suddenly released, dragging an old monk from the inner door to the front of him, and secretly invoking the power of cultivation to the bottom of his tongue.

Then, he slowly asked, "What are you shouting? Who is making such a noise when you speak so loudly?"

"Boom!"

A circle of little monks all flew upside down, bleeding one after another, and they all fell unconscious in place.

And the Elder Jiedan also took more than a dozen steps backwards in a row, spurting out several mouthfuls of blood one after another, and his expression instantly withered before he could stabilize his body.

But the worst thing is the old monk of the Yuan Infant Realm in front of Lin Zaitian.

At this moment, as if he had been hit hard, his body was like a broken log, and he fell straight backwards, so fast that it was as if he was slamming the ground with the back of his head, fierce and heavy.

"Bang!"

The floor tiles at the back of his head were smashed and shattered, and the back of his head was directly embedded in it, as if it had taken root in it, and there was no movement.

One of his eyes had turned outward, bulging out of their sockets, and it looked like they were on par with Meng Xiaodie's Golden Toad Eye.

Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, mixed with a mouthful of foam, forming an extremely terrifying and tragic scene.

"Elder! Dead ...... Dead?" the Jiedan Realm Elder's eyes widened, his gaze shifted from the old monk on the ground to Lin Zaitian, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

This is the Chengshi Dojo, not to mention anything else, there are nearly a hundred powerhouses in the Transformation God Realm alone!

No matter how much he thought about it, he would never have expected that this seemingly gentle young man in front of him would dare to make a sudden move here......

"It's not good! It's a madman! You must call for help immediately!" suddenly shook the elder of the Yudan Realm, and his face changed suddenly.

"Huh!"

There was suddenly a Zen staff in his hand, and he threw it at Lin Zaitian, and at the same time, he burst out with the power of his whole body cultivation, and rushed towards a quaint big bell in the center of the outer courtyard.

The speed of the Zen staff was extremely fast, but in Lin Zaitian's eyes, it was too slow, and he didn't even need to hide, and he stopped the Zen staff with his divine sense at will.

"Huh. ”

Lin Zaitian's eyes swept over the Elder Jiedan, and he guessed what the other party was going to do, so he didn't stop him, but looked at the Yuanying Elder lying on the ground with a smile.

In fact, his voice was not loud before, but it contained the power of dual cultivation of transforming gods, how could this bald man on the ground bear it?

This method is already similar to the way the lion's roar is performed, but Lin Zaitian has not mastered the vocal skills, and he can't exert the amazing power of the lion's roar, and he can't restrain the voice, only targeting one person.

This makes it inevitable that he will affect others, but it must not be regarded as hurting the innocent, because none of these monks present have released kindness to him before.

"Bell, bell, bell......"

The melodious bell rang out, and it rang nine times!

This is the bronze bell used in the warning of the Chengshi Dojo, the name is the alarm bell, three rings for the strong to make trouble, six for the strong enemy to attack, nine for the highest level, the enemy invades!

In the opinion of this Elder Jiedan, Lin Zaitian blocked the door and killed people, which could be regarded as a land grab, so he struck out nine bells, that is, the highest-level invasion bell.

"Which sect is invading?"

"Who is so bold?!"

Before the echo of the ninth bell was finished, hundreds of figures appeared out of thin air in the outer courtyard.

These people all exuded a terrifying aura, all of them were full of fighting spirit, their expressions were vigilant, and their strong divine senses swept around, but they didn't find anything more, and finally set their eyes on Lin Zaitian, with doubts on their faces.

"What about the man?

"Amitabha, what about the others?

"Everyone be careful, maybe the other party has some means to hide their breath!"

The nine alarm bells rang, and all the senior monks in the temple appeared on the spot, most of them were looking for Lin Zaitian's companions everywhere, and a few people directly aimed the finger at Lin Zaitian.

"Bold fanatics, what should I be guilty of if I dare to hurt the elders and disciples of the inner sect of my Chengshi Dojo?"

"Don't talk nonsense with him, stop it first. ”

When the words fell, several old monks of the Transformation Realm were about to do it together.

Their realm was profound, and with a sweep of their divine sense, they knew that the Yuanying Elder was only injured and unconscious, and he was not killed, but even if he was injured, it was not something they could tolerate.

"Stop!"

At this time, the crowd parted, and a middle-aged monk wearing a red robe walked out, and everyone saluted him.

"Abbot. ”

"Master!"

"Senior brother!"

The middle-aged abbot nodded at everyone, his eyes fell on the person who was about to do it, and he shook his head and sighed, "Amitabha, the Buddha said that everything in the world has cause and effect, and a few of you have to do it before you know the cause of the matter, and your heart is so impetuous, how can you achieve the Great Dao?"

"Amitabha, the disciple knows his mistakes. The faces of several people changed suddenly, and they suddenly folded their hands and stepped aside.

The abbot turned around, walked in front of Lin Zaitian, folded his hands and saluted.

"Amitabha, the donor is polite, I don't know why the donor hurt people in this temple, and why he set up this mound to block the door of my temple?"

The abbot's tone was flat, like an ordinary inquiry, but it was soft and hard in Lin Zaitian's ears, and there was a certain Dao Zhizhi in it, which made him involuntarily tell what had happened before.

Until the end of the speech, Lin Zai woke up like a genius like a dream, and under the shock in his heart, he looked up at the abbot, this person has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his treasure is solemn, and he has a feeling of not being angry and arrogant. Especially his aura is restrained, there is not the slightest fluctuation in his cultivation, and he has reached the realm of returning to the basics, Lin Zaitian can't see this person's cultivation, but he still feels a lot of pressure.

"Amitabha, I see! Lord Lin, the disciples of this temple are indeed a little lazy...... However, they also act according to the rules, are you a bit of a bully to the younger ones when you take action against them?" the abbot asked indifferently.

As he spoke, many Yuanying Realm monks walked out of the inner door, consciously stepped forward to wake up the unconscious disciples, and then silently stood behind the monks.

The Yuanying Elder was also helped up, and he had woken up at this time, but the blood from his two ears kept flowing out, and he had lost his sense of hearing, and he was completely scrapped, which was even more miserable than before.

"Why can't I hear it......? Deaf! Abbot, you have to be the master of your disciples!" There was no auditory feedback, and the monk's voice naturally amplified several times, and he shouted as if he was crazy.

He stretched out a finger, pointed at Lin Zaitian from afar, and scolded: "It's him, it's this bastard who shot at me, abbot, master, you have to be the master of your disciples!"

His shouting made many eminent monks have anger on their faces, but there was an abbot present here, and before it was their turn to speak, they all moved their eyes to the abbot.

The abbot looked at Lin Zaitian expressionlessly, with no joy or sorrow on his face, and he spoke again to emphasize.

"Lord Lin, you haven't answered the poor monk yet. ”

This time, his words still contained the meaning of demagogy, but Lin Zaitian had already prepared, secretly propped up a shield for the Yuan Shen, and played a big defensive word, which could resist the other party's guidance.

This made the abbot's unfazed eyes flash with a strange light.

"Hehe, I have already said this before, it was he who took the lead! If I do this is considered to be bullying the small, then according to this theory, is your temple also a ......?"

Lin Zaitian had a warm smile on his face, but his tone was competitive, and a pair of dark eyes looked at the abbot calmly, without the slightest fear, and asked the last few words word by word.

“...... Shop!big!bully!customer?" (To be continued.) )