The Museum of Beasts

After all, the Daluo Temple has been so smooth in the past 100 years. Not only has it reached its peak, no one dares to fight against Daluo Temple, and no one will say that they are not.

　　 Even if it is a great country, it is polite and respectful towards Daluo Temple. As a result, the monks at Daluo Temple have developed an arrogant temper.

　　 can't hear others say about them.

　　 Don't talk about them, but if they are disrespectful to them, they will be angry.

　　 But there was an abbot, they didn't dare to attack, and the abbot smiled at the moment: "This layman, if the poor monk is right, the layman is a demon fox in his arms!"

　　 "Master Abbot has good eyesight." Lin Jin said in a low voice, and then asked, "I wonder who is the first seat of your Fumo Hall?"

　　 The question of sudden jump caused many people to fail to respond, but all of them frowned. They were already sure that this person was looking for something.

　　 "Master abbot, this person is not kind, why should I give him a good face..." A monk said with an angry expression, but was stopped by the abbot before he finished speaking.

"The first seat of Fu Mo Hall is my Juezhen Junior Brother. He returned to the temple the day before and is resting. The poor monk knows that the layman is a master of the world. What is it about this time? Please explain. Don't knock on the side." It can be seen that the master abbot also doesn't want to be ambiguous.

　　 Lin Jin did not say a word.

　　 But the invisible pressure is even more deeply felt.

　　 After a long time, Lin Jin broke his silence: "There is a wealthy family from the Qiao family in Weicheng, Yulong Kingdom of the Central Prefecture, and a secret treasure from the ancestors. The Qiao family’s behavioral rules are remembered by evil people..."

　　 What Lin Jin talks about is exactly the ins and outs of this matter.

　　 And Lin Jin only picked the main point, and made the matter clear in a few words.

"You can call me the curator. The fox demon in your arms is my grandson, and another grandson is a white ape demon. Although they are demon, they have learned the right way and never harmed people. They went to Qiao's house to prevent thieves. Humin, I didn’t think about it, but I was victimized by the monks of Daluo Temple. If the curator arrived in time, my disciple and grandson would have died under the spell of Heavenly Thunder in Daluo Temple. Injured, rest at this moment, so, I would like to ask the master abbot, what do you want to do when the curator comes to your Daluo Temple?"

　　 Lin Jin spoke slowly, and finally asked every word.

　　 You must know that not only Lin Jin and the monks, but also many pilgrims are watching from a distance. Lin Jin's voice is not small, and sincere, it immediately changed the complexion of many monks in Daluo Temple.

　　 If this person who claims to be the "curator" really said, then their Daluo Temple is indeed aiding the abuse.

And they also heard the'Sky Thunder Curse Seal' just now. Although the'curator' did not explain how to resolve it, there is no doubt that the other party's methods must be extraordinary, because the Sky Thunder Curse Seal, even if it is Daluo Temple is also rare, and it is impossible to resolve it, at least in their eyes.

　　 The abbot is already frowning at this moment, he is also an old world, other people don't understand the lethality of this ‘curator’, how can he not know.

　　 The other party is putting hats on them at Daluo Temple.

"The curator, according to what you said, my practitioners of Daluo Temple turned demon and exorcised demons, and they did not ask right and wrong, and helped them to abuse. If this is the case, my Daluo Temple is indeed wrong, but these remarks are just a museum. The words of your family are unfounded. If you come alone, you must rely on something, but Daluo Temple is not a place where people are slandered. Director, you are a master of the world, and you have to make it clear today. Otherwise, the poor monk won't let it."

　　 The abbot was vigorous.

　　 There is a monk behind him that has long been upset. At this moment, hearing the man facing him speak with a gun and a stick, and it is even more ‘slandering’ the reputation of their thousand-year-old temple. I can’t help it immediately.

"You demon, the master abbot has a good temper and doesn't care about you, but I can't tolerate you talking nonsense here. You are definitely not a good person with a demon fox. I will take you down first and then kill the demon. Take the clean place of Daluo Temple."

　　 After finishing speaking, the grumpy monk jumped directly out, his shoulders and chest covered with liger tattoos.

　　 At this moment, there is a faint roar of a liger on the tattoo.

　　 "Exercise, no!"

　　 Although the abbot spoke to stop him, he just said that he didn't actually do it. Obviously, the other party was also very tacit and just behaved.

　　 knows that the ‘curator’ is not good, so it’s better to test the other party's methods first. Although the coercion was very powerful just now, it may be with some magic weapon.

　　 The monk called the Jangzhang is tall and sturdy, with thick eyebrows and angry eyes, just like the angry face guardian vajra painted on the walls of the Buddhist sect. At this moment, he is holding a sun-moon round of battle and comes up to fight.

　　 Lin knew that the other party was bound to test, and it really came.

In an instant, Lin Jin observed the liger tattoo on the opponent's body using the method of appreciating the beast, and determined that his pet was a liger beast. The liger beast was born in southern Xinjiang and was huge in size and fierce. Blending into the body, so that there is such a tyrannical power.

　　 Lin Jin wants to win him, it's easy, but how to win can further frighten the opponent, but it is a knowledge.

　　 The best thing is to disintegrate the opponent's ambitions, disintegrate all the opponent's fighting will, and directly destroy the monk's will. In this way, killing the chicken and the monkey can prevent the others in the Daluo Temple from acting rashly.

　　 What Lin wants is this one-on-one, if they rush to the group attack, it would be bad.

　　 Beastmaster Juan Lin Jin is very researched. After all, he has learned the most powerful four-volume, two-volume magic technique. He also knows very well that if he breaks the opponent Beastmaster in an instant, he should be able to do it.

　　 The thoughts in his heart are like lightning, and the sun-moon rounds in the opponent's hands are already fighting over.

　　 Lin Jin raised his hand and pointed.

　　 A silver needle flew out, piercing the opponent's shoulder very quickly.

　　 "Broken!"

With a soft drink~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It seemed like a finger, but when it reached the head monk, an incredible force burst out. With a bang, the head of the monk’s second-volume Beast King spell directly Was broken.

　　 is like stripping someone naked.

Almost at the same time, a huge liger beast emerged from the opponent, and the monk in charge seemed to be drawn away from 90% of his strength in an instant. The heavy sun and moon rounds could not be held, and they came out. He was also under the puncture point of the silver needle, his body numb, and he stiffly fell to the ground.

　　 As for the liger beast that had escaped, he was surrendering to Lin Jin at the moment, not daring to move.

　　 It's simple, even easy. The monk who was the chief executive of Daluo Temple was defeated before he had time to show off. Moreover, the defeat was so thorough and so shameful.

　　 The monks of Daluo Temple were in an uproar.

　　 A monk was about to step forward immediately, Lin Jin shouted a rhubarb, and the rhubarb over there fluttered its wings and rushed over, changing its body shape and blocking the monks in the form of a giant firebird.