Medicinal Immortal

Mo Ye followed Tangning and came outside. After hearing the words of the person headed in midair, he glanced at her and asked, "The other party is the Golden Core Peak cultivator, what do you want to do?"

Except for the monks of the older generation in the temple, the other disciples were not their opponents at all for Jindan's strength cultivation.

"What about Jindan Peak? Since he wants to be crazy, I told him not to get crazy." She snorted, glanced at the few people in the air, and then went on.

Mo Ye followed quietly, knowing that she had always had an idea, and she was not someone who was willing to hide behind her, so she didn't say that she wanted to deal with those people for her.

Although he felt that Tangning's strength was not strong, her overall strength was not weak. It was just a cultivator at the Golden Core Peak. He believed that she could handle it. If she really couldn't handle it, he wouldn't be too late to help.

The abbot and a few old monks walked out and gave a Buddhist ceremony to the person headed in midair: "Amitabha, the Zeng Donor, and the mountains of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temples are all inherited from the past. The mountainous area of ​​the Buddhist temple is a bit deceptive."

"Hahahahaha! I'm deceiving you bald donkeys! What can you do to me!"

Seeing the frantic laughter of the monks in mid-air, the monks below couldn't help but look at the abbot and others. They were bullied to come to the door like this. What should they do?

"Since the donor insists on deceiving each other, then don't blame us for being impolite." As soon as the abbot's voice fell, a majestic voice came out again: "The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall listen to orders!"

"The disciple is here!"

There was a voice full of breath, and I saw eighteen monks standing in front of them from all around, each with a tiger-backed back, sonorous and fierce, and everyone was the strength of Jindan cultivation.

"Drive them out of the realm of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple!"

As soon as the abbot's words fell, he listened to the eighteen disciples in a deep voice, and with a wave of the round stick in their hands, they lifted the air up and headed towards the people in the air.

"Humph! Overwhelmed!"

The person standing with the sword snorted coldly, raised his hand, and in the next moment, dozens of figures would greet downwards. Compared with the round sticks used by the monks, they used long swords. The shot, containing Sen Han's murderous aura, attacked them.

"call out!"

"call!"

The fierce sword-gang breath and the whistling sound of the round sticks spread in the air. The monks below looked at the opponent using a long sword, and they did not show mercy, but used a vicious move that caused the opponent to die. Attacking, they couldn't help worrying.

Although both sides are fighting with Jindan monks, the Zeng family is headed by a peak monk. The disciples in the temple just want to drive them away, and didn't want to hurt their lives, so the shot saved a bit. room.

On the other hand, the people of the Zeng family have never been merciful, and the tricks are deadly and severe.

Thinking of this, an old monk next to him said: "Senior brother, this is no way to go on! The disciples of the Hall of Law Enforcement will definitely be injured."

A sword without eyes, is it comparable to a round stick? If the Qi of Jian Gang pierced the throat, it would be a living life!

"Oh! What else can we do now? There is no way out except for war." The abbot sighed lightly, watching the battle in mid-air, and said: "If necessary, take action!"