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Li Yunpeng followed into the hall with his hands behind his back.

With this kick, the holy son of the temple almost couldn't breathe.

After struggling on the ground for a long time, just about to get up, Li Yunpeng stepped on his chest again.

"Are you the holy son of the temple?"

"I... I am!"

Li Yunpeng waved his hand with a big mouth.

Snapped!

The sound was crisp and loud, echoing constantly in the hall of the temple.

Everyone trembled in fright.

Li Yunpeng looked fiercely, "I'll ask you again, are you the Holy Son of the Temple?"

"me......"

Snapped!

Another big slap, even a few teeth were blown away.

hum!

Li Yunpeng took out a laser blade and pressed it against his forehead, "I don't want to say nonsense a third time!"

Shengzi felt the sharp splitting sensation on his forehead, and trembled with fright. He is a sixth-level peak evolutionary, so how could he have no resistance in this person's hands?

"I...I am not the Son of God..."

Wow -!

The people in the Presbyterian Church suddenly boiled.

"What? It's not the holy son, Ma De, kneeling in vain, this grandson, really deserves to die."

"Hey, pretending to be a holy son, his crime should be punished, and send him to the altar of death!"

"When I saw this old man, he wasn't the Son of God!"

 …

The false holy son was bitter in his heart, if he had known this would be the end, he wouldn't have come if he was killed.

Li Yunpeng became interested, "You are a fake son, so is it true?"

"Really he's... dead, dead..."

As soon as everyone in the Presbyterian Church heard that the Son had died, they immediately felt sad in their hearts.

"Ah? The Holy Son is dead?"

"My God, the Holy Son is dead, the temple is finished..."

Li Yunpeng was irritated by their cries and yells, "Mother Du Te shut up, is the Son your father?"

Everyone hurriedly shut up, only the sound of sobbing was left, and after being glared at by Li Yunpeng, they fell silent completely.

Jin Wei took a chair, and after Li Yunpeng sat down, the laser blade in his hand swayed in front of the fake son.

"Tell me, how did the godson die? How did you pretend?"

The false Holy Son opened his mouth, covered his cheeks, wrinkled his eyes, and said cryingly: "I am the guard of the Holy Son. When I followed the Holy Son across the border, I was attacked by a herd of mutant beasts. The Holy Son fought humanly." I led my subordinates to escape desperately, and on the way, I had the idea of ​​​​replacing him."

snort! Fight to the death? Li Yunpeng snorted coldly in his heart, you are not dead, can the Holy Son die first? It would be strange if there were no ghosts in it.

But he didn't have the time to uphold justice for that goddamn son of a bitch. Since he wanted to come to Xijiang, he didn't hold back his fart. He deserved it if he died!

Dang bang bang——!

Suddenly, the sound of weapons handover sounded outside.

Li Yunpeng came to the door with the collar of the fake holy son, and drove down. It turned out that these people he brought had clashed with the 150 guards under him.

Li Yunpeng was not in a hurry, and sat on a chair to watch the battle. Behind him were a group of elders and deacons of the Fire God Temple, who were also watching with relish.

Although there are thousands of people brought by the false holy son, they may be regarded as top experts outside the territory, but it is obviously not enough for the guard group composed of all level 6 evolutionaries.

There were almost 150 people chasing and fighting these thousands of people. The outsiders ran away, and some escaped from the temple, just in time to be caught by the 300,000 Qingyun army on guard outside.

After a while, the scene calmed down. Except for the wailing and lifeless corpses lying on the ground, only Li Yunpeng's 150 guards could stand.

The voices discussed by the elders of the Fire God Temple behind them were extremely low, for fear of annoying Li Yunpeng.

"Hey, the Moyang Empire really deserves its reputation. I'm afraid that even the entire group of the Fire God Temple will not be able to stop these one hundred and fifty people!"

"From my perspective, these 150 people all crawled out of the dead. Every move is extremely subtle. They exist exclusively for killing people, and they have formed instincts."

 …

Li Yunpeng sneered in his heart, you bunch of turkeys, Lao Tzu's guards, you have experienced through 82 passages in the underground world, you have never encountered any kind of desperate situation, such a small scene, these people's jaws dropped .

Seeing that the matter was basically over, Li Yunpeng stood up and said to the fake saint son: "As for me, I won't kill people easily."

The false holy son was taken aback, and kowtowed non-stop, "My lord, I'm so blind, please let me go, I'm greedy for profit, I won't dare again!"

Li Yunpeng patted his face, and said: "Don't worry, I said, I won't kill people easily, so...I decided...to hand you over to someone else to kill!"

The false Holy Son originally had hope, but when he heard what happened next, he was speechless. Do I really care about who is going to kill him?

"Li Dun, get rid of this grandson!"

"yes!"

Li Yunpeng cut off his tendons and hamstrings with a laser blade, and then kicked Li Dun.

The fate of the false saint is self-evident, and his death is extremely tragic.

If he wasn't a Level 6 Evolutionary, Li Yunpeng even wanted to send him to a labor camp to mine.

But who made his evolution level high? There are very few people in the labor camp who can guard level 6 evolutionaries.

So it's still a kill.

"Other outsiders were tied up and sent to labor camps!"

"yes!"

After dealing with the False Son and his party, Li Yunpeng turned his head abruptly, making everyone in the Presbyterian Church tremble.

"Come on, come in with me."

After Li Yunpeng finished speaking, he went straight into the temple.

He randomly picked a chair, placed it in the center of the hall, and called Huo Feng'er over.

"Feng'er, sit here."

Huo Feng'er looked around, everyone was standing, but sitting alone?

Li Yunpeng gave her a comforting look, and then she sat down feeling agitated.

"Everyone, is the Palace Master seated yet?" Li Yunpeng asked.

Everyone was stunned, but Mosang reacted faster, bowed and said, "My lord is seated."

The others immediately reacted and nodded in agreement.

Just kidding, there are 300,000 troops guarding the outside, and the inside is full of killing gods. How many people are there in the temple, dare to say a word?

"En." Li Yunpeng nodded, snorted, and then continued: "How old are you all?"

Everyone was puzzled, but they still answered honestly.

"I'm 68."

"I'm 72."

"I'm 81."

 …

The elders are all evolutionaries. Although the level is not high, they still have the effect of prolonging life. The age between 60 and 80 years old looks tough on the surface.

Li Yunpeng said: "What is the legal retirement age?"

Everyone's spirits froze, this is a compulsory retirement! Naturally, no one spoke.

Li Dun hurriedly said from the side: "My lord, the legal retirement age is 60 years old."

"Okay! Handle pensions and endowment insurance for the elders."

"yes!"

Everyone: "..."

I want a hammer pension and a wool pension insurance!

"Li, Lord Li, this matter..."

Li Yunpeng interrupted him and said, "Li Dun, what is the upper age limit for the labor camp?"

"My lord, there is no upper limit!"

Li Yunpeng suddenly realized, and made a long note.

"oh--!"

Then stare at the person who wants to talk.

This person stuttered half of what he said, his face turned red, he didn't know what to do.

Mo Sang couldn't stand it anymore, "My lord, we are all retired, what will the elders do?"

Li Yunpeng waved his hand, "Oh, you don't have to worry about that, I'm going to be the Great Elder myself, that... By the way, Li Dun, you come to be the Deputy Elder, and then pick dozens of people from the Guards to serve as the Grand Elder. Elder."

Everyone: "..."

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