White-Robed Chief

Chu Li suddenly smiled: "It's not just revenge against Zhuanlun Temple, right?"

That round of monks secretly calculated that it was despicable to treat the poisoned hand with the honor of the **** of heaven, but because of him, both of them had gained huge benefits. Although their cultivation methods were different, their cultivation had increased greatly. "W

Therefore, the monks of Lun Ming didn't have such deep hatred with them, and their grievances did not reconcile him.

Sun Mingyue said: "It is not purely for personal hatred, but also for prestige. Recently, the teachings have been unstable, and the outsiders are also eager to move. They need to be made aware of the power of the religion."

Chu Li smiled and shook his head: "If there is a leader, why is this so?"

"Master has been retreating all the time, and everyone knows that masters of the gods can't shoot at will, so they have no fear." Sun Mingyue said.

Chu Li smiled suddenly and realized: "So, when do we start?"

"Today!" Sun Mingyue said.

Chu Li said, "Yeah, I always wanted to teach the old monk of Lu Ming!"

Sun Mingyue obliquely glanced at him and said, "You can still do it? I heard that I have cleaned up a lot of blood **** masters, I'm afraid there is no more power?"

The two people knew each other the best about Supreme Mastermind and Supreme Master Sutra, and the most powerful mellow internal force was limited in number. They only filled up six rounds, and they would not appear as long as they were consumed.

The Brahma wheel constantly absorbs the strange breath of heaven and earth, as if it comes from the breath of heaven and earth, from yin to chill, or yang to gangster. This extreme power cannot be transformed into mellow power without the cultivation of two people. The internal force is only a bit stronger.

Chu Li looked at her with a smile.

He is not worried about his lack of mellow breath, because once the two of them join together, the breath is mutually powerful, and they become one, and when they are separated, they will be evenly divided, and the mellow breath of Sun Mingyue will supplement himself.

Sun Mingyue hummed: "Relax, I'm not like you."

As a maiden, she has few opportunities to do anything, and she has her own shot in everything.

Chu Li nodded: "Let's find Lun Ming again!"

Sun Mingyue got up and came to him.

Chu Li reached out and held her sleeves, and the two disappeared in a flash, and appeared on the top of the mountain the next moment, trapped in the valley for two months.

Looking at the dark valley below, I can't see the end. Below Shijue Suoyuan array, I can't see the inside, who can think of a thousand years of evil dragon trapped here.

Chu Li took a look at it with some complexity and shook his head: "It seems that the old monk has noticed."

Once they appeared, Monk Lun Ming should feel the two, but there was no killer, apparently there was induction.

Tenjin's master is more sensitive.

Sun Mingyue said: "Just go to Zhuanlun Temple, you can't escape the monk!"

Chu Li nodded.

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In the evening, the solemn and mysterious Zhuanlun Temple was dyed red by the sunset.

Chu Li and Sun Mingyue stood outside Zhuanlun Temple, watching the solemn monk's temple flashing golden light in the sunset, and the Sanskrit sounds floated out of the temple.

Chu Li turned to look at her: "Thinking?"

Although they felt that they could fight against the masters of the gods, they did not dare to say that they could really beat the masters of the gods. In case of failure, they were afraid that it would be difficult to retreat, so this time the action was quite risky.

Sun Mingyue said in a deep voice: "Isn't it decided long ago!"

The two had said in the Shijue Suoyuan array at the beginning that they had to go to Zhuanlun Temple to settle accounts. Unfortunately, they were found by the master as soon as they were out, but they failed to do so.

Chu Li said: "Okay, then go in!"

He said in a loud voice, "Monk Lun Ming, come out!"

As he spoke, the two held their palms together, their breaths were in harmony, and their mellow inner strength drank with their voices. They suddenly exploded like a thunder in the sky, suppressing the Sanskrit chanting of the entire Zhuanlun Temple.

"Boom ..." The bronze bell of Zhuanlun Temple trembled and roared.

The whole Zhuanlun Temple seems to be trembling, this is the mighty power of Tenjin master.

The gate of Zhunlun Temple suddenly opened, and a team of monks in red came out, standing on two sides, standing in two rows, and then slowly walking out three old monks, all with eight ring scars on their heads, and their bald heads flickered in the sunset.

The three old monks came to Chu Li and Sun Mingyue, and together they gave a ceremony: "There is no Amitabha Buddha ..."

Chu Li hummed, "Where is Lunming Monk?"

"The two donors are courteous."

The monk in charge was tall and burly, with a loyal and calm face, and slowly said, "Uncle Lu Ming has already gone out. The two donors don't know what to find Uncle Lu Ming?"

"The Holy Lady of the Bright Church came here for a fair return!" Chu Lishen said, "The monk of Lunming, as a master of the gods, sneaked into a master of the heavens and heavens, which is really shameless!"

"It turned out to be the Sun Donor and the Chu Donor!" The faithful monk said, "the poor monk comes to the law!"

Chu Li waved his hand and said, "Zhu Fa Monk, why don't you stay here for a while, Lun Ming Monk is in the temple?"

The monk Zhifa shook his head and said, "The poor monk doesn't speak slang, the uncle is really not in the temple, and he has been looking for retreats elsewhere."

Chu Li hummed, "Where is he then?"

The monk to the law reluctantly sighed: "Uncle Lu Ming's whereabouts are erratic, as we all know, if the two donors really find Uncle Lu Ming, they might as well come back one year later."

Chu Li smiled: "You must have a way to invite the monks back to Lunming, right? Use it now, don't force us to use violent means to damage the vitality of your Zhunlun Temple!"

The monk to the Fa showed an embarrassing look: "Chu donor, we really can't, we still forgive."

Chu Li turned to look at Chu Li: "Is it possible that the monk Lun Ming has already been counted and we will find him?"

Sun Mingyue frowned: "Should not."

"Why did you escape one step ahead?"

"Maybe it doesn't feel good, it's the instinct of the gods to avoid bad luck." Sun Mingyue said, "It seems that kindness can't be!"

Chu Li nodded.

He could see that the Buddhist monk was not true and false, and his loyal appearance was purely deceptive.

He patted it lightly.

Sun Mingyue punched out.

The two fists together, the strength has already merged.

"Amitabha Buddha in the south ..." The Buddhist monk He Shi announced a Buddhist slogan, slowly launched his palms with solemn expression.

"Bang!" The monk to France flew straight out of a dozen meters ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ hit the wall heavily, was hung on the wall and could not move.

Chu Li and Sun Mingyue continued to make moves.

The remaining two old monks were about to move, they were already hit, and they were dropped on the wall and could not fall. As a companion to the monk Zhifa, the three formed a line and stared at Chu Li and Sun Mingyue in anger.

They all knew that Chu Li and Sun Mingyue were terrible, but they did not expect to be so terrible.

Chu Li and Sun Mingyue continued to make moves, one punch and one palm at a time. A dozen monks in red soon hung on the wall and arranged with the monks of the Fa, forming a neat row.

They had blood on the corners of their mouths, and were wounded and powerless.

Hearing the movement, twenty monks in red came out of the temple again and rushed to Chu Li and Sun Mingyue.

When the two stood in place, one punch and one palm came out, and none of them fell out. One fist would hang on the wall.

ps: update is complete. (To be continued.)