It wasn't until the Yuan Qi fluctuations in the void were abnormal that everyone present reacted, turned their heads to look at the source of the fluctuations, and saw Lin Haoyu holding a white hair, exuding a unique black-red light after the combination of evil qi and murderous aura, and the grim smile on his face was not like a Daoist person, but more like a Shura butcher.

"What are you going to do here? Stop!" Ji Lingyun was shocked and angry, and with a wave of his hand, a golden dragon flew out and went straight to Lin Haoyu.

It's no wonder that he is so out of shape, seeing that he is about to reach an agreement with the Dashangjue Temple, stopping the sword soldiers this time, not only can he preserve the strength of the righteous path, but also make the Dashangjue Temple willingly bleed once, whether it is from the perspective of immediate interests or long-term reputation, he is enough to leave a mark in the history books, where can he endure Lin Haoyu's brazen action and bury the interests he has won?

The Hidden Daoist who was originally standing behind him suddenly took a step, waved the dust in his hand, caught the golden dragon, and sent it back to Ji Lingyun's side in a moment, and said with a smile: "If the junior brother of the Emperor wants to do something, let him go, and he will not put the entire righteous path in danger." ”

This action made everyone present, whether it was a righteous person or a monk of the Great Shangjue Temple, they were all surprised, you know, although this action shows the strong cultivation of the hidden Taoist, it is also equivalent to turning his face with Ji Lingyun on the spot, you must know that the blow of Fang Cai and interests did not use much Zhen Qi, just wanted to take off the white hair, fully considering the bearing capacity of Lin Haoyu, a minor monk in the barrier-breaking period.

It is precisely because of this that everyone present thought of the long-standing tradition of Xuantian Temple, which was to protect the shortcomings, and their own disciples had conflicts with others. As an elder, he will not blame too much outside, and the first step to the scene is to beat the other party's disciple again. As for the handling of one's own people, it will definitely not be carried out in front of outsiders. After bringing it back to the sect, whether to praise it or throw it to the torture hall to punish it all depends on the mood of the master.

It seemed that he also thought of the hated tradition of Xuantian Temple, Ji Lingyun's eyes narrowed, and he didn't make any further movements, compared to the old monk of Zhihai in front of him, the hidden Daoist and the indisputable Daoist behind him obviously needed his attention more.

Ji Lingyun squinted, looked at the white hair in Lin Haoyu's hand, and asked in a deep voice to the hidden Taoist, "What is that? What does your junior brother want to do?"

"This is a good thing, and it is said to be a good thing that can bankrupt my brother Wuwu. Lin Haoyu didn't wait for the hidden Taoist to answer. Preemptively said, his voice was extremely hideous, and the fierce and murderous aura in the void became more and more serious, "As for what I want to do, of course, it is to destroy this Great Shangjue Temple, this kind of sect that has exhausted demons should not exist in this world at all!"

He turned to Ji Lingyun and showed a grim smile: "If you complete the deal with them, how can I avenge my revenge?!"

When the old monk Zhihai heard this, he roared angrily, and he no longer had the slightest hint of kindness. Obviously, it was not only Lin Haoyu's words that stimulated him, but also the white hair on his hands, which he stepped out in one step. Rushing in the direction of Lin Haoyu, his right hand slapped out, and a huge golden palm went straight towards Lin Haoyu.

This blow. He visibly used all his strength, and the whole sky darkened as a result. Even the sunlight was suppressed by the black-gold Buddha light, and Su Miaoyun, who was standing beside Lin Haoyu, had a feeling of suffocation for a moment—obviously. Monk Zhihai didn't intend to avoid anyone at all with this blow, everyone who stood by Lin Haoyu's side would die!

"Please turn around, baby. The Hidden Daoist said softly, a ring ruler is good at the wind, blocking the path of the light palm, not big or small, just enough to completely block the light palm in front of Lin Haoyu, not even a little fluctuation of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi has not been transmitted, but it is obviously not easy to use this move, and the face of the hidden Daoist instantly disappeared blood.

"Amitabha!" The old monk Zhihai let out an angry Buddha horn, and slapped it with a palm, this blow was more than ten times greater than Fang Cai, whether it was momentum or Yuan Qi!

The hidden Taoist gritted his teeth, and his hands quickly made a few seals, hitting the ring ruler, and then a violent voice came out of the ring ruler, and a Taoist priest who couldn't see what he looked like at all flashed away on the ring ruler: "Who dares to hurt the poor Dao disciple?"

Just these few words, it shook the surrounding void, and there were faint signs of cracking, and the old monk Zhihai, who was facing the ring ruler, spurted out a mouthful of pale golden blood directly, and flew back at a speed ten times faster than when he came, and the Buddha light on his body dimmed by three points, obviously suffering a lot of injuries.

The ring ruler in the sky shattered violently, turning into a pile of broken bamboo, Ji Lingyun and the other monks silently took a piece to watch with their divine sense, but found that these were the most ordinary bamboos, and according to common sense, they couldn't withstand those formations that could hold a wisp of immortal-level thoughts.

"Xuantian Temple...... Xuantian Temple ......"

I don't know how many people are silently reciting this name in their hearts, savoring the various meanings hidden behind it, protecting the short, infighting, or ...... Not inferior to Haotian Sect's high-end combat power?

Two Xuantian Guan monks in the late stage of Ning Dan flew forward, wanting to hold the hidden Taoist who was a little out of strength, but the hidden Taoist waved his hand, took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, swallowed a light cyan pill, and then took out an identical ring ruler again, looking at the old monk Zhihai who had just stood firm.

"Nan Wu Amitabha!" The old monk Zhihai was obviously really angry, or he was frightened after recognizing the origin of the white hair, and he didn't care about his injured body at all, and he was about to pounce on Lin Haoyu again, this time without waiting for the hidden Taoist to make a move, Ji Lingyun stood in front of him, and the jade seal above his head hung down ten thousand rui colors, and he received his two angry blows.

Ji Lingyun also saw the clue and figured out the matter. If they were to go to the death with the Dashangjue Temple by themselves, there would inevitably be casualties, and the gains would definitely outweigh the losses at that time, but now with Lin Haoyu in front, things have taken a turn for the better. Destroying the Dashangjue Temple, dividing the inheritance among many sects, the benefits obtained are obviously much more than this alliance under the city, the white hair in Lin Haoyu's hand can make the old monk Zhihai so desperate, it is obviously a great thing, it can't be said that it really has the strength to destroy the Dashangjue Temple.

At this moment, a white light flew up from Lin Haoyu's hand, and the white hair swelled in the sky, turning into a big white cat with a length of feet, there was no trace of variegation on this cat's body, and the two eyes were shining like emeralds.

The white cat turned his head, glanced at Lin Haoyu, and opened his mouth to ask, "What is the relationship between you and that kid who is not in contention, and why did your aunt's hair fall into your hands?"

How dare Lin Haoyu, who had seen the white cat show his might in the Nether, to slack off? Immediately gave a respectful salute: "Senior Lin Haoyu, the indisputable person is my senior brother, because ......"

"Okay, okay, I know, you know the rules, right?" asked the white cat's eyes, and then asked.

Lin Haoyu nodded solemnly: "Senior brother once had orders, and they were all recorded in his account. ”

"That's pretty much it. The white cat nodded, turned his head to look at the many monks of the Dashangjue Temple, and asked, "Dashangjue Temple?"

"The younger generation is here to seek revenge. Lin Haoyu said slowly, the word "revenge" spit out, and an awe-inspiring murderous aura rose to the sky, he pointed to the old monk Zhihai and said, "He blocked my way." ”

A white light flashed, the originally majestic old monk Zhihai screamed, turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated between heaven and earth, the white cat grabbed a pitch-black relic on his right front paw, a miniature version of the old monk Zhihai stood in it, his face was hideous, turning this relic at will, the white cat sneered again and again: "It's just that you were turned into evil thoughts before the ascension, and you guys of Xuanmen Authentic Sect and Buddhist Sect descendants made a mess?"

The cat's tail swept away, and swept away several monks of the Great Shangjue Temple who flew up with a roar, and the white cat's words were a little mean: "After so many years, this Western Buddhism is still the same as before, why have all the Daomen and Buddhism in the Central Region forgotten how to deal with it?"

Without the old monk Zhihai who is in the way, who else has the kung fu to chat with the white cat? Ji Lingyun waved the three-foot Qingfeng and shouted that inspiring slogan again: "Punish the traitors, and support the right path!"

Lin Haoyu gave a deep salute to the white cat, urging the horses to rush towards the inside of the Dashangjue Temple, on the way here, he had memorized the map of the Dashangjue Temple well, so he went straight to the Danfang on the west side of the Dari Rulai Palace, Su Miaoyun and Pingshan, Pingshui two Taoist priests in the late Ning Dan period followed.

The white cat rolled her eyes and sighed: "It's not easy to come down once, aunt and grandma, I'll play a little longer." ”

After that, he also rushed in with Lin Haoyu, shouting and killing for a while, magic weapons, spells, flying swords, and escapes...... All kinds of light that belonged to the cultivation realm appeared and intertwined in the sky above the thousand-year-old ancient temple of Dashangjue Temple, and the originally peaceful ancient temple became chaotic for the first time.

The more he moved forward, the more Lin Haoyu's heart beat harder, and the more uncontrollable the murderous aura on his body became, gradually, his eyes were filled with red light, in addition to the murderous and evil aura, a strong smell of blood appeared on his body, until an unforgettable figure appeared in front of his eyes, and this terrifying gathering speed was suddenly heard.

"Empty Monk, look at who I am!" Lin Haoyu roared angrily, his feet clamped the horse's belly, and he brought up a slip of black and red tail flames, and pounced towards the empty monk! )