Suddenly, at the entrance of the mountain, another huge palm rose.

This palm does not have any bloody aura, but it gives people a feeling of peace and peace.

The size is spread out, and it is beyond the hundreds of palms.

Ye Lingtian's sword energy fell, and the momentum of his palm grasping seemed extremely slow, but in fact it was extremely fast.

It is light and clever, and has grasped the sword in his palm.

"Boy, see when you are arrogant?"

The Buddhist sing continued to sing, rising from the ground.

The light was even more shocking. Under the palm of a hundred feet, the light of a thousand palms gathered in the golden Buddha and completely rose up.

The faster the Brahma sings, the faster the golden Buddha will rise.

Ye Lingtian smiled.

The fingers pressed lightly, and the force was raised, and it fell from the air again.

Originally, the so-called Sanskrit sound was completely broken and turned into a ghost crying god.

The golden light was restrained, and the golden Buddha statue immediately became dark.

The golden light peeled off, like a layer of film, completely broken.

A huge blood-colored skull fell out of the membrane.

The sound of ghosts and gods crying, with countless horrors inside.

The huge skeleton, as if it was a sensible thing, found that it was torn apart by itself and immediately became extremely nervous.

It was trying to turn to escape.

The sword intent that was still trembling in the air, the whereabouts of the brush.

A huge blood-colored skull, half from it.

The skeleton is four fissures, and finally the metacarpal bones, phalanx, and femur fly everywhere, and the scene is messy and ugly.

Under the sword intention, even the gate of the Monk Temple had collapsed and nothing else.

The old monk and a group of young monks had long been kneeling on the ground.

It's just a trembling body.

Ye Lingtian occupied the air. For these monks, he was no different from the God of Killing.

"Master, please spare me!"

Under the leadership of the old monk, a group of monks begged for mercy.

"I have something to ask."

Ye Lingtian spoke indifferently.

"Master, please speak...I will speak all the time!"

At the begging of a group of monks, Ye Lingtian's expression was faint, but he jumped into the temple.

Then, a group of monks looked at each other.

No one dared to escape, so he had to follow Ye Lingtian and enter the temple.

...

"Master, everything we say is true!"

There are still various begging in the Buddhist temple.

Now Ye Lingtian has no ability to extract consciousness, so he can only ask with his mouth.

Undoubtedly, this old monk is the most capable of the situation here in Phoenix Mountain.

There are 480 temples in this area.

The largest clothing temple is the Sword Temple, which is in the Sword City.

Control the remaining 480 temples.

The inheritance of these 480 temples is said to be a legacy of the Western Heaven.

In this domain, those evil practice methods were also passed down from temples.

Martial arts are the supreme laws of the universe.

When living beings are alive, in addition to pursuing martial arts, they must pursue immortality.

These evil methods can not only allow temples to occupy the ruling class, but also allow them to live forever.

Probably these concepts.

All these monks can know is this, nothing Ye Lingtian wants to know.

However, there is one thing he is about to deal with. It won’t be long before the monks from the Sword Temple patrol and they will arrive at Phoenix Mountain.

This is a fixed common example.

"In other words, there is no one here who knows more than the abbot of the Sakusha Temple."

Ye Lingtian had a slight question.

"In front of the master, the abbot was just the fluorescent light of the rotten grass compared to the bright moon."

The old monk was underneath, and he was flattering well.

The transformation of mortals is different from the other who practice and suppress the body. It is to release the practice and release it into the realm.

Then go through the process of recycling it through thousands of times.

After the practice is recycled, it is immersed in countless auras, which can naturally make the practitioner stronger.

This is the same as biological laws. The more genetic mutations occur, the easier it is to resist the invasion of foreign viruses.

In other words, Chen Qiu's practice is all released in this domain.

However, there is no spiritual fire in this domain.

In other words, Ye Lingtian is about to face the extremely powerful after Huafan, so she must have a clue.

And now he has no clue.

The slight abnormal movement caused the aura of the Buddhist temple to shake.

Ye Lingtian looked ahead, under the Buddhist temple and in the town.

The powerful aura of cultivation seems to be gathering.

The place where his eyes were scanning was exactly where Chen Qiu was.

His brows frowned.

The blood intent was rampant, and that was the blood of the monk he killed.

They are gathering towards Chen Qiu.

He could even clearly sense that when those blood and energy gathered, Chen Qiu immediately broke through a shackle.

She has changed from the most ordinary woman to the body of practice, and she is still becoming stronger.

In an instant, he understood something.

"So that's how it is!"

Ye Lingtian's eyebrows were deeply locked.

The realm of Buddha and Demon does not contain creatures.

It was because of Chen Qiu's fall that there were creatures.

Her practice cannot be stored in spiritual breath, but can be stored in all living things.

"Smash all these things."

After waiting for a moment, Ye Lingtian was already speaking coldly.

A group of monks were stunned, and they quickly launched and began to smash the Buddha statues in the temple.

Smoke and dust rolled everywhere, Buddha statues shattered, and the entire temple, except for the exterior buildings, no trace of Buddhist temples existed.

After smashing all the Buddha statues, the old monk took the other monks and knelt at Ye Lingtian's feet.

Ye Lingtian smiled and ignored these monks.

He had already taken out of the Buddhist temple and headed towards the foot of the mountain.

There are 480 temples in this area.

In every temple, as monks practice, they use endless evil methods to collect as much blood power as possible in this domain.

So their combat power is relatively strong.

But they didn't know.
To be continued...