"Puff!" The two of them softened like two balls of mud, spitting blood and falling to the ground, staring back with wide eyes.

They saw Li Chengkong slowly retracting his palms, his expression calm and unremitting.

When did this guy appear behind him? Why didn’t he discover it? What kind of light skills is this? I didn’t know it!

Then there was endless unwillingness.

The two of them are the leaders of the young generation of the Holy Church, and they are in common with each other. They practice a masterpiece with great power. They are not one plus one to two, but one plus one equals ten.

But there is no chance to display it!

Otherwise, this guy is no match!

They could only barely think of this and fell into a coma with unwillingness.

"Master!" Jing Yunchang struggled to get up and bow with his fists.

Li Chengkong folded his fists and greeted him, looking at Guo Fan: "King Guo, it doesn't matter, right?"

His attack seemed easy, but in fact he tried his best to achieve the perfect cooperation between the Shrinking Earth and the Sky Yin Cave Heaven.

While activating the shrinking ground to form a cun technique, he instantly puts all his energy into the Tianyin Cave Heaven, and at the same time, he also absorbs all the air around his body into the Cave Heaven to prevent them from flowing into a breeze that makes them realize.

They turned their backs to Li Chengkong, and they could not sense his breath or the fluctuations of the air. They did not know that Li Chengkong appeared.

Guo Fan clasped his fists and bowed solemnly: "Thank you, Master!"

These two demon boys were sinister and almost dragged the four elders into the quagmire together.

Li Chengkong smiled and said loudly: "My friend next to him will show up and see him!"

"Amitabha!" A Buddha's name rang through the woods like a bell.

Guo Fan and the other two changed their faces slightly, their internal organs surging, the old wounds had not yet healed, and the new wounds were born again, and bleeding from the corners of their mouths.

Li Chengkong hummed lightly: "Monkey is hateful!"

These four words are clear and exciting, breaking the Buddha's name and eliminating its power.

A middle-aged monk walked out from behind a willow tree. The six ring scars on his bald head were extremely conspicuous, with square face and big ears, a straight nose and wide mouth, and a pair of big eyes that could penetrate the heart.

He put his hands together: "Ziyang Sect leader, I finally met you. It turns out that it is better to meet you than to be famous!"

Li Chengkong looked at him: "Has Sumi Lingshan really joined forces with the Demon Cult?"

"Amitabha," the middle-aged monk shook his head: "The leader misunderstood. I want to subdue demons, but I didn't expect the leader to take the lead."

"Oh—?" Li Chengkong smiled and said, "Mencius should not lie, otherwise they would break the precepts. What the monk said is true?"

"Amitabha, I have no false words!" The middle-aged monk nodded slightly: "But the Ziyang Sect acts in a treacherous manner and provokes things, which will be detrimental to the world. I cannot stand idly by when I see it."

Li Chengkong said: "What do you want?"

He took a deep look at the six ring scars on the monk's head.

Since he is a disciple of Sumi Lingshan and still keeps the Six Precepts, he should not have lie, what he said is true.

That would be interesting.

This monk obviously wanted to deal with the two disciples of the Demon Sect, but he did not rush to take action. He had to wait for the two disciples of the Demon Sect to deal with Guo Fan and the others before reaping the benefits of the fisherman.

The news obtained by Ziyang Sect was that the two sects joined forces. Now it seems that even if they join forces, they will not stop the secret battle.

According to him, he learned from Wang Ruoyu that the struggle between the three religions is far beyond the imagination of outsiders, but they are all secret fights and are not shown on the surface.

"Please ask me to go with me." The middle-aged monk said slowly.

Li Chengkong chuckled: "I will go to Sumi Lingshan with you?"

The middle-aged monk nodded solemnly: "Although the Ziyang Sect provoked trouble, it was not obvious that it was evil. There was still hope of turning back. The leader followed me back to Lingshan and learned the compassion of my Buddha. He should let the leader come back."

Li Chengkong laughed and said, "Monster, are you dreaming?"

Guo Fan and the other two looked coldly, and there was a sneer on the corners of their mouths.

This monk exclaimed so much that he subdued demons and demons and descended to the head of the leader of the sect!

He is powerful in Sumi Lingshan, but he underestimated the Ziyang Sect too much and did not take the Ziyang Sect seriously. He actually wanted to capture the leader and go back!

"Amitabha!" The middle-aged monk shook his head and said, "I sincerely invite you, I hope the leader will not refuse."

Li Chengkong said: "I am busy with academic affairs, so I thank the monk for his kindness. There are four monks, why not come out together?"

The four young monks turned out from behind the willow tree and at the same time joined in: "Amitabha!"

Li Chengkong smiled: "Summer Lingshan has really invested a lot of money this time, dispatching five masters at a time."

These four young monks are all in the realm of falling stars.

Although they are all the lowest level masters, they should not be underestimated. The martial arts of the three religions are powerful and cannot be regarded as lightly.

Monk Faxing sighed, "Captain has changed his mind? If you don't want to, I can only leave these Ziyang Sect members behind."

Li Chengkong said: "Monkey Faxing, you are a master of chess in the chess of the Sumi Lingshan Mountain. You are so conspiring to the Qinglian Holy Sect."

Monk Faxing smiled.

This time, they were indeed a chess move, hiding behind the disciples of the Qinglian Holy Sect. In order to be safe, in addition to themselves, there are four young masters.

No matter how powerful the Wen brothers are, they cannot stop the siege of their five people.

At the same time, it also killed the masters of Ziyang Sect and attracted the big fish of Ziyang Sect leader, which was an unexpected surprise.

Li Chengkong glanced at Guo Fan.

Guo Fan understood it and nodded gently.

He understood Li Chengkong's meaning, started fighting later, and asked them to escape first, leaving him alone.

He nodded and agreed.

Li Chengkong sighed: "It seems that the Seventh Prince is determined to destroy our Ziyang Sect."

Monk Faxing said: "Only by following my uncle back to Lingshan, the Ziyang Sect can escape this disaster."

Li Chengkong laughed and said, "If I enter Lingshan, can the Seventh Prince spare the Ziyang Sect?"

"That's right." Monk Faxing nodded.

Li Chengkong said: "It seems that the Seventh Prince also wants to bring our Ziyang Sect under his command!"

"Amitabha!" The monk Faxing Heshi.

He is worthy of being the leader of Ziyang and has a keen reaction.

Li Chengkong shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that you five of you can't keep me... Oh, the Qinglian Holy Sect is here, it's so lively!"

Faxing's face changed slightly, and he turned his head to look.

But the woods were silent and there was no one.

Li Chengkong took a step forward and stood in front of Guo Fan and the others. The five people of Faxing also moved, forming a fan shape.

As a result, the two disciples of the Qinglian Holy Sect approached the five people of Dharma nature, and it seemed that the five people of Dharma nature controlled the two young people.

The two young men were closed with their eyes and were unconscious and could not speak.

"Geeh..." A silver bell-like giggle shook in the woods.

Amidst the laughter, three women in colorful clothes floated down from the air, and the green ribbons were flying around their waists, just like flying in the sky on Dunhuang murals.

The three women were wearing gorgeous clothes, with clean skin as jade, but they all wore white gauze to cover their faces, revealing a pair of water-like eyes, and their eyes were filled with clear springs.

Guo Fan and the other two frowned.

Demonic Cult!

Sumi Lingshan and the masters of the Demon Sect have arrived, and this is not giving themselves a way out!

I'm afraid only the leader can escape, and the five of them will undoubtedly die!

Their eyes fell on the two young men on the ground, and then glanced at the five people of Dharma spirit and chuckled.

There is a cold feeling in the laughter.

The monk Faxing was shocked.

He looked at Li Chengkong.

What a cunning leader of Ziyang, he actually cheated on him. These three witches must think that they were the Wen brothers who were controlled by him by five!

It's useless to speak now.
Chapter completed!