I seized the Demon Emperor

Su Ye looked confused.

Su Wei, who was following behind, happened to walk into the hall at this time. He hurriedly apologized to Chen Luoyang, then grabbed the back of his brother's neck: "You brat, listen carefully to what the leader said."

He turned Su Ye's face towards him: "Xiao Yuan disappeared after running out of the main altar. Now he is in the hands of the monks of Qingliang Temple. Those monks want to take him back to Qingliang Mountain!"

Su Ye blinked: "They took Xiaoyuan away and didn't give it back to us?"

"The worst result is that they may hurt Xiaoyuan." Su Wei looked gloomy.

Su Ye blinked again: "Brother, aren't you watching Xiao Yuan all day long? You don't even allow me to take him out to play."

Chen Luoyang watched with cold eyes, feeling interesting in his heart.

Although the young master of the Su family in front of him looked very unreliable, he seemed to have an intuition and got the point right with just one sentence.

Is he really out of his mind, or is he just pretending to be crazy?

"There may be people in the church who dislike our family and are secretly causing trouble." Su Wei's face turned even darker: "I came out to look for you, Xiaoyuan came out to look for me, and took advantage of others' loopholes."

Su Ye said: "You came out to find me, and Xiaoyuan came out to find you, so I'll go find Xiaoyuan now."

"We already have clues. We are on the way to chase Xiaoyuan now." Su Wei let go of the back of the other person's neck and said angrily: "Xixiang City happened to be on the way, so I took you along."

He glanced sideways at his younger brother: "Speaking of which, the Qingliang Temple thief Bald should have passed by Xixiang City on his way to escape. Didn't you see him?"

Su Ye scratched his head in embarrassment: "I was busy looking at the paintings and didn't pay attention."

Su Wei wanted to slap him into the wall.

"We were in a different place, you were kidnapped, Xiaoyuan saw it, and he was more alert than you!" The dark-rimmed young man said extremely depressed: "Also, that old man is not a painting saint at all. If you really want to talk about the value of the painting, he doesn't care. It will definitely be better than the mess you made, as long as you don’t use such disgusting materials!”

The young man with disheveled hair chuckled: "Brother, only with living pen and ink can you create living works."

Su Wei just wanted to yell.

At least he remembered that the leader was still there, so he endured it again and again, swallowed back the curse words, and confessed to Chen Luoyang: "Master, my young brother is naughty, my subordinates have not taught me well, and I have been rude in front of the leader. I hope you will forgive me. Now that something has happened, my subordinates will immediately escort him back to the main altar, the White Tiger Hall, for punishment."

Su Ye whispered to the side: "My latest painting has really improved..."

Su Wei turned to stare at him.

He looked like he wanted to eat someone.

Su Ye secretly glanced at Chen Luoyang above, shrunk his neck and stopped making any sound.

Chen Luoyang looked at the brothers and couldn't help but feel angry and funny.

As for Su Ye's new work, he was just as uninterested as Su Wei.

He was confused as to what the other party was using for painting.

Demonic Cult, Demonic Cult...

Chen Luoyang sighed in his heart, but his emotions didn't fluctuate much.

He has killed many people with his own hands now.

He has become more and more calm, or in other words, more and more numb towards the quality of his subordinates.

However, he did not want to think further about Su Ye's artistic creation.

Maybe it can be adjusted in the future?

As his injuries slowly recovered and his body's original strength slowly recovered, Chen Luoyang began to have fewer worries.

Once all the strength is restored, it will be convenient for you to stretch your hands and feet.

By then, even if you do something out of the ordinary, others will be suspicious and won't dare to think too much about it, right?

Chen Luoyang was thinking in his mind that someone from his subordinates would come to retaliate.

The monks of Qingliang Temple have been successfully found.

"After receiving the order from the leader, Elder Shou and Ming Jing surrounded them from the other direction and were the first to find the specific traces of the other party." Qinglongsan knelt down on one knee and reported to Chen Luoyang: "The other party does not want to fight and intends to escape. , Elder Shou and Elder Mingjing are trying to trip each other up."

He glanced at Su Wei, and then continued: "Report from the front, the child was found, and he seems to be fine at the moment."

When Su Wei heard the news, the angry and frantic look he had just felt because of his brother Su Ye disappeared.

At this moment, his expression was gloomy and calm, and he was not impatient. He bowed to Chen Luoyang and said, "Please give me your instructions."

Su Ye beside him raised his head and looked eagerly at Chen Luoyang.

"No matter how big or small, everyone stays." Chen Luoyang said calmly.

The two Su Wei brothers agreed together.

Su Ye was very happy: "Senior brother, eldest brother, take Xiaoyuan home, can you leave the rest to me?"

"Stop talking nonsense, pay attention to Xiaoyuan, and get to work!" Su Wei pushed him out of the hall.

The six-dragon imperial chariot flies into the sky.

In the distance, among the mountains, a large river rushes to the sea, winding its way through the mountains.

On the surface of the river, there stood an old monk, wearing a cassock and a solemn treasure.

On one side of the river bank, there was a middle-aged man with red hair and white eyebrows.

The old monk clasped his palms together and said, "Please congratulate the donor and don't make things difficult for me."

"There is no need to mention the previous names." The red-haired man said: "Now only the leader has the red-crowned crane, Laoshou. Since the leader has an order, I will act according to the order. Master Mingguan, you are also an eminent monk, so why bother? Embarrassing a child.”

The current abbot of Qingliang Temple, Master Mingguan, the "Venerable Master of Duhe" put his palms together: "This child is unusual, I forgive you for not being able to obey..."

Before he finished speaking, a blood-red crescent suddenly appeared on the river.

It was as if there really was a blood moon in the sky, reflected in the water.

The blood moon was fierce and overbearing, crossing the river in a curve. In an instant, it completely cut off the entire river.

As the river stopped flowing, the terrifying blood moon also attacked Master Mingguan.

Facing a nearly sneak attack, Master Mingguan remained calm.

The river water around him surged into the sky.

In a blink of an eye, a giant Buddha nearly 100 meters tall stood on the river.

The Buddha was formed by the gathering and condensation of river water. The whole body and outside emitted glass waves, reflecting the mountains and rivers.

The river stopped flowing because of the blood moon, which was only a moment.

But at this moment, a piece of space in the middle of the river was completely empty.

The Buddha's gestures contained great power, covering all directions.

The blood moon fell on the Buddha and broke by itself without leaving any scars.

The giant Buddha transformed by the river water ignored Lao Shou in front of him, but grabbed behind him.

In the distance, a group of monks were seen withdrawing.

A crescent moon was also reflected on the river surface downstream.

The pale crescent cut off the relatively flat river surface downstream and attacked the monks.

But Master Mingguan did not miss Lao Shou's secret move of the Taiyin Breaking the Sun Claw.

The Buddha formed by the river water punched out from a distance, and the white crescent was instantly annihilated.

Then, the Buddha calmed down and turned to face Lao Shou, with his palms together.

The glazed Buddha light spread in all directions, forcing Lao Shou on the shore to retreat.

The cut-off river water surged.

However, blocked by the Buddha, the downstream was almost cut off, and the water level in the upstream was high but it was difficult to cross the invisible dam formed by the Buddha light.

Even Lao Shou could not cross the natural moat created by Master Mingguan.