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"The Qing Emperor came uninvited. Doesn't he lose his identity?" The voice of Huang Zhong and Da Lu came from the White Stone Square below, resounding through the vast and continuous Jing Nian Zen Temple, interrupting the conversation between Lin Yi, Kou Zhong, and Xu Ziling.

When I looked around, I saw nothing. Ning Daoqi, Fan Qinghui and the four great holy monks gathered in front of the copper hall.

"Who are you?" Lin Yi looked condescendingly at an old monk standing next to Kong in the crowd, and said calmly: "Kong Kong, who is in Jing Nian Temple, has not said a word. You are the one who makes the decision today?"

"Amitabha!" The old monk looked at Lin Yi solemnly, first clasped his hands together and said solemnly: "Old monk Jiaxiang, I am going to pay tribute to the donor."

Then he shook his head in response to Lin Yi's previous words and said: "Master Liao Kong Zen practices "Closed Mouth Zen", and I just overstepped my bounds."

"Really?" Lin Yi responded calmly without commenting on the old monk's seriousness in not mentioning the matter.

"Amitabha!" Fan Qinghui frowned. Seeing how everyone around him was wary of Lin Yi, he had no choice but to stand up and looked up at Lin Yi standing on the bell tower, saying: "I don't know what Qing Emperor is saying.

Why are you here?"

"Oh?" When Lin Yi heard this, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the still a little distracted Master Feixuan next to Fan Qinghui. He smiled and said, "Didn't you ask Feixuan to go to Luoyang to invite me?"

"this......"

Everyone looked at Shi Feixuan, who was still distracted, and Lin Yi continued: "You asked Feixuan to meet Lin in Luoyang, and then pretended to make a gaffe and mentioned the 'He's Bi', didn't you just want to lure Lin here?"

So you can fight for what you call the common people in the world?"

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yi's face turned cold, strong murderous aura and coercion spurted out from his body, and circles of crystal white halo were released from his body. The bone-chilling white ripples seemed to disperse slowly and quickly.

Opening, almost in the blink of an eye, it had spread from the top of the bell tower to the White Stone Square below.

Following the loud noise when the copper bead hit the big bell, groups of warrior monks holding swords and sticks rushed out from various places near the main hall behind the copper hall and formed a formation around Ling Kong and the others.

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Now, as Lin Yi unfolded his 'God-killing Domain' and 'Soul Domain (Spiritual Force Field Sublimation)', nearly two hundred monks with lower strength in the audience fell to the ground in an instant.

"Overlord color and domineering (fake)!"——Lin D. Yi

"How can this be!"

"Heaven!...This is an extraordinary power!"······

Seeing this scene that was a bit beyond common sense, these bumpkins from the Tang Dynasty took a deep breath and expressed their shock.

Lin Yi ignored Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling who were also shocked behind him. As if teleporting, they arrived at the center of Baishi Square in the blink of an eye, stepping on the two-foot-tall bronze statue of Manjushri Bodhisattva.

After looking around at the nearly two hundred unconscious monks who had fallen to the ground, he looked at the people still standing in front of the Copper Palace. He leaned forward, as if doing something trivial, and said softly: "You guys

Do you think the number of people is useful to me? If it were not for training, Luoyang City could be destroyed with just one hand!"

However, before Lin Yi could speak again, something unexpected happened!

"Devil!" Fan Qinghui suddenly shouted loudly after recovering from Lin Yi's murderous aura and coercion.

I saw the owner of [Cihang Jingzhai] with a look of faith like a martyr, stepping out from the crowd, facing Lin Yi, and shouted angrily: "You have such murderous intent, it is as if Shura is still alive! You devil, how can you kill me?"

How many lives have passed?”

Immediately, Fan Qinghui looked around the audience, looking at Ning Daoqi with burning eyes, and then the four holy monks and others said in a decisive tone: "Everyone, with such a bloody person in his hands, for the sake of the world today, even if we can't

Leave him here and send him to pieces. Then there will be great power in the upper realm to subdue this demon! For this great cause, please don’t begrudge me this body!”

Seeing Fan Qinghui instigating these so-called leaders of the Bai Dao forces in the 'Datang World', Lin Yi did not stop him. After all, he still had to have a fight.

On the other hand, Lin Yi expressed great interest in the 'upper realm' that Fan Qinghui had just revealed~

"Brother Lin!" Master Fei Xuan, who finally recovered from Lin Yi's mental shock and Fan Qinghui's shouts, frowned, looked at the aloof Lin Yi with a complex expression, and said: "Brother Lin is now far away from Shattered Void.

One step away, why bother to get involved in this mundane world. Even if you win the world with unparalleled strength, there is no guarantee that you will not die like the previous Sui Dynasty! Therefore, Fei Xuan begged Brother Lin to quit fighting for the dragon for the sake of the people of the world.

!”

"Oh?" Lin Yi looked at Master Feixuan's holy look with some amusement, and said dumbly: "What? Does Feixuan want to learn from Bi Xiuxin and feed the devil with her own body?"

"Crack!"

As soon as Lin Yi finished speaking, an inaudible sound came from the main hall on the other side of the Copper Palace.

Of course, the people remaining in the arena right now, including Gao Zhong and Xu Ziling, even excluding Lin Yi, a super-standard existence, can be said to be a small group of people at the top of the 'Datang World'.

At the moment, everyone's eyes are directed there

Shao Qing, a hidden person who knew he was exposed, calmly opened the palace door and stepped out.

This is a middle-aged man wearing Confucian robes. He has a tall and straight figure, a clear face, handsome and good-looking, with a bit of gray on his temples. He has an air of immortality. At first glance, he makes people feel more favorable.

This person's aura was as restrained as that of an ordinary person. On the surface, he looked ordinary, just like an ordinary weather-beaten Confucian scholar. Only the eyes that seemed to contain mysterious and strange powers flickered, making him

There is an indescribable and strange temperament.

"'Evil King' Shi Zhixuan?" Lin Yi tilted his head, looked at the middle-aged man and asked with a smile.

"Shi Zhixuan!" Fan Qinghui shouted loudly without waiting for the middle-aged man to respond: "How dare you come here?"

"I've seen the Qing Emperor!" The middle-aged man, Shi Zhixuan, first bowed his hands to Lin Yi and saluted. After receiving a nod from Lin Yi, he turned to look at Fan Qinghui and said calmly: "Where am I, Shi Zhixuan, going, and you, Fan Qinghui, are you?"

Can you stop me? Or the one behind you..." As he spoke, his eyes swept over Ning Daoqi and the four holy monks.

"Can these people keep me?"

Having said that, Shi Zhixuan still stopped outside Baishi Square and stood there, ready to watch openly.

"If we include Song Que who is rushing to Luoyang, there will be all the masters in the Central Plains region of the 'Datang World'~" Lin Yi's mind swept towards a Buddhist hall behind the bell tower, feeling the strongest aura in it.

, the fluctuation that is quite similar to Huanwan shows the identity of the other party.

Lin Yi's mind was divided, and his thoughts were spread inside and outside the "Jing Nian Chanyuan", and he understood everything around him.

At the same time, he said to Shi Zhixuan outside the venue: "The Evil King will wait a moment. After I deal with some trivial matters, I hope to have a chat with Pei Ju and Mr. Pei. I am very interested in Mr. Pei's military expedition to the Western Regions!"

The implication is that I am not interested in Shi Zhixuan’s identity as the ‘Evil King’~

Here, although Fan Qinghui felt extremely uncomfortable with the indifferent attitude of Lin Yi and Shi Zhixuan, he still held back his breath considering their strength.

"Brother Lin..." Seeing Lin Yi turn his eyes again, Shi Feixuan was about to continue the previous topic.

"Wait!" Unexpectedly, Lin Yi waved his hand and interrupted: "I'm only seventeen years old this year. It's better not to call me Brother Lin. It sounds awkward..."