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But now...

"Jing Bing, tell your brother, let him go back first. I want to go to Jintan Temple in the west of the city!"

Zhang Wuyou's words were not only said to Jing Bing, but also to monkeys.

"Master, do you think something happened to A Guang?" The monkey thought of Xuan Guang at once.

"I haven't received A Guang's message for several days, and I always feel something is wrong in my heart."

When the monkey heard this, his speed surged sharply.

Jintan Temple in the west of the city.

Since Xuan Guang returned here a few days ago, he has been paying attention to the situation here carefully. He knew that Laojun would not lie to him. Since Laojun said that there will be bloody disasters in the Jintan Temple in the near future, there will definitely be one.

After tossing and turning, Xuan Guang searched countless times, but he still didn't know what was going to cause a bloody disaster.

Today, Xuan Guang came to Monk Zhiyuan's door early as usual, but before he could push the door in, a sigh came from inside.

"Xuanning! Why are you doing this?" Monk Zhiyuan's voice was filled with loss.

"Master, I just want the position of abbot of Jintan Temple. I don't want to harm you. I originally thought that after a while, if you die, this position will naturally fall on my head, but I didn't expect that my incompetent junior brother would come back!"

Xuan Ning sneered, and a stream of demonic aura kept popping up in his eyes.

"Xuanning, the position of this abbot is your junior brother Xuanguang, and my Jintan Temple can only be carried forward under his leadership. You shouldn't be like this!"

Monk Zhiyuan seemed to have seen Xuan Ning's strangeness, but he didn't know why Xuan Ning was like this.

Xuan Guang listened clearly outside the door to the conversation. He did not expect that Xuan Ning, whom he had always trusted, would do such a thing.

"Bang!"

Xuan Guang pushed open the door of Monk Zhiyuan with one palm, and then looked at Xuan Ning carefully.

"Is this the real source of the bloody disaster in Jintan Temple?" Xuan Guang thought so.

"Xuan Guang!" When Monk Zhiyuan saw Xuan Guang coming in, he felt much more relaxed. He was not afraid of death, but that after he didn't want to be killed by Xuan Ning, Xuan Guang didn't know.

"So what can you do when you come! Today, I will make a decision on the abbot of Jintan Temple!"

A strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Xuan Ning's mouth, and then two figures suddenly walked out of the dim space in the room behind him.

Xuan Guang looked at it and was shocked. Isn’t this Liu Wanzhao? There is that ghost face. Unexpectedly, the two of them came back.

"I'm leaving Xuanguang to you!" Xuan Ning smiled at Liu Wanzhao and Ghost Face.

"Don't worry, now the master has returned all my magic power to me, and I can deal with him alone!" Liu Wanzhao looked at Xuan Guang in a slight manner. He knew that Xuan Guang liked his sister the most. He hadn't come back for so long, but he still didn't know what happened to them.

"Liu Wanzhao, no matter how you say you are also a god who descended to the earth. You are actually with them at this time. Aren't you afraid of falling into hell forever in the future?"

"She is so bad that he scares me. The Jade Emperor is dead. The world in the future will only be the world of my master. Those who should fall into hell forever, oh no, God, it's you!"

Liu Wanzhao shouted, and his divine power surged, directly killing towards Xuanguang, while Ghost Face was happy to see good things.

At this time, Xuanguang did not dare to hold on to his strength. He grabbed it with his right hand and the nine-toothed rake appeared out of thin air.

When Monk Zhiyuan saw that Xuan Guang turned out to the earth, he was already overjoyed. Compared with the reputation of Jintan Temple, his life and death were simply insignificant.

"Just because of you, a pig, you still want to compare with me! Go and die!"

Liu Wanzhao is already evil, and his divine power is restored at this time, and he wants to kill everyone, and all those who look down on him.

Liu Wanzhao's axe seemed to weigh more than ten thousand pounds, and there were a series of sonic booms sounded from where it passed.

Xuan Guang stood there with a serious expression on his face, waving the rake in his hand and nine teeth hit Liu Wanzhao's chest. Since he had turned against him, Xuan Guang didn't need to keep him alive.

"You guys fight first, I'll go out to eat a few monks!" Ghost face sneered twice, and then his figure instantly escaped from the room. When he appeared again, the few little monks beside him had become things in his stomach.

Xuanguang felt even colder when he heard the screams in Jintan Temple, but his fists could not match four hands. Three masters came here, and he could not resist them.

"You can only fight quickly!" Xuan Guang pondered.

The rake in his hand instantly surged several meters.

A rake hugged the whole room and covered the blue sky on their heads, which was a warning to all the brothers.

Liu Wanzhao slashed the axe in his hand, and he didn't believe that the mysterious light could block him.

Seeing this, Xuan Guang instantly retracted the rake, shortened it to two meters long, and placed it across his chest, barely blocking Liu Wanzhao's killing attack.

"Go away!"

Xuan Guang flipped over in the air and kicked Liu Wanzhao directly on the chest.

Liu Wanzhao flew over, transforming all the power of the Xuanguang, and then turned into a gyro, rotating down from above, the axe became a blade, and took the top of Xuanguang's head.

Xuanguang raised the rake, and the nine teeth turned into ten thousand silk ribbons, and finally twisted and twisted together, as if it was a large nail with the sharp blade facing upwards, and it was also directly gyro.

Two sharp edges met instantly.

Silent...

A harsh and unpleasant spark sounded, and Liu Wanzhao and Xuanguang refused to give in. The violent shock wave formed directly overturned all nearby buildings.

However, Xuan Guang's nails are a rising star after all, and with not much divine power, the nine-toothed nail rake gradually became a little overwhelmed.

"Prepare to die!"

Liu Wanzhao sneered, and then his divine power suddenly increased.

"Hiss!"

Xuan Guang's nine-toothed rake was drilled in half, while Xuan Guang's legs were lying horizontally and lay firmly on the ground. Fortunately, he also took advantage of the opportunity to lead Liu Wanzhao's gyro to one side.

"Old bald donkey, you see it. Your most proud disciple is here and you can't change anything!" Xuan Ning twisted his waist and gently spitted out his long tongue.

"Are you a snake spirit?" Monk Zhiyuan finally had some knowledge, "I didn't expect that my Xuanning disciple would take you so well, and you would hurt him so much!"

"Hehe, there is no way. He is a monk who is about to attain enlightenment. With his energy, my injuries will be restored to the beginning immediately!"

"You harmed my senior brother?" Xuan Guang couldn't help but be furious when he heard the snake spirit's words, "I want to kill you!"

"You'd better take care of yourself first!"
Chapter completed!