White-Robed Chief

"Nanwu Amitabha ..." Monk Lunming appeared in the void ten feet away, the red monk robe hunted and shook, ignored the blood in the corner of his mouth, and stared at the void somewhere. W. ⒉3

Suddenly a white shadow emerged from the void, standing quietly, the feet were light and erect, white clothes covered with snow and white gauze, revealing only a pair of jewel-like eyes.

"Master!" Sun Mingyue was surprised.

Chu Li shook his head helplessly.

Song Wanqing, the leader of the Holy Religion, snorted softly: "As a master of the gods, don't be shameless!"

Chen Zhenji sighed and shook his head: "No wonder the old monk wanted me to come and help, but it was because of Song!"

Song Wanqing didn't even look at him, staring at the monk round Ming: "Old monk, you are not brave!"

Monk Lunming smiled and said, "Dare to be."

"Who gave you the courage to blame my apprentice !?" Song Wanqing said coldly: "I will take your old bone off today and take you directly to heaven!"

"Song Shi, the poor monk did not kill." Monk Lun Ming shook his head: "Just to warn the apostle, otherwise she would have died!"

"If you are a monk, open your mouth and talk nonsense!" Song Wanqing sneered: "If the moon is not deep, you can't hold your hand, you don't want to kill, you didn't kill it!"

"Namou Amitabha ..." The Ming monk shook his head and announced a Buddhist slogan: "The Song Shizhu misunderstood the poor monks too deeply."

"Fart!" Song Wanqing Jiao whispered, "Hum, misunderstanding!"

She turned to stare at Chen Zhenji: "If you can come and kill my apprentice, then can I also kill your son?"

"Girl Song!" Chen Zhenji shook her head: "This is a foul!"

"Foul is also your first offense!" Song Wanqing said coldly: "Mingyue really has three longs and two shorts, and I will let you Chen's clan be buried, I can do it!"

Chen Zhenji shook her head: "I didn't mean to kill her."

Song Wanqing is not a reasonable person, and he is extremely protective. He really wants to kill Sun Mingyue. The Chen family is really dangerous, so his idea is to abolish Sun Mingyue's martial arts.

However, it seems from these fighting strategies that Sun Mingyue and Chu Li can work together to exert their power. Once the two are separated, I am afraid that there is no such power, so the threat will be greatly reduced.

And the better way is to kill Chu Li, Sun Mingyue can't help it.

His mind turned and remained calm.

Chu Li frowned at him, guessing his thoughts faintly, it seems that this must lead Xianshan, otherwise the scourge of death is inevitable.

Song Wanqing stared at Chu Li for a few moments.

Chu Li smiled and nodded, but did not release Sun Mingyue's hand.

Sun Mingyue held his hand tightly, for fear he would let go.

Once released, she did not know what Master would do, would she take the opportunity to work together to get rid of Chu Li.

Monk Lun Ming smiled, "Song Shizhu went to the temple for a cup of tea."

"I dare not drink from your Zhunlun Temple!" Song Wanqing sneered: "Lunming, you are despicable and shameless, maybe you should be secretly accounted to me, so come here today!"

She said to strike a glance at Chen Zhenji: "What do you say?"

Chen Zhenji smiled and nodded: "But it's up to Girl Song."

"It sounds good!" Song Wanqing sneered, looking at Sun Mingyue: "Let's go, go back!"

The head of Sun Mingyue disappeared in front of everyone with Chu Lixuan.

Song Wanqing gave a cold glance at Chen Zhenji and the monk Lu Ming, and slowly disappeared into the void.

Seeing the three of them missing, Lunming monk Heshi sighed, "It is really the misfortune of my autumn, the misfortune of Zhuanlun Temple!"

"Why does the master need to do this? There is no casualty in Zhuanlun Temple." Chen Zhenji laughed. "It seems that these two little guys are still decent."

"Although there were no casualties, the strength was greatly damaged. This method is extremely poisonous." Lu Ming monk sighed.

The monks at Zhuanlun Temple were not dead, but they were so seriously injured that it was not easy to recover. One needed a huge miracle. The two required time, and even could not be recovered. Martial arts were abolished and needed to be retrained.

In short, Zhunlun Temple was hit hard this time, and it was severely injured. It can be restored in a short time.

Chen Zhenji was secretly pleased to see this. The Zhuanlun Temple was too strong and not a good thing. It was not a blessing for the royal family and the court. At this time, the Zhuanlun temple hurt its strength.

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In the pavilion of a small courtyard at the Great Guangming Peak, Song Wanqing sat at the stone table and looked at Chu Li, his eyes cold.

Chu Li looked at her calmly, silently.

Song Wanqing was also silent.

After a long while, Chu Lihug boxed and said, "Thank you for your help."

This time, it was extremely dangerous. The two masters of the gods united, and they could temporarily block them, but as the mellow breath decreased and even disappeared, the two were undoubtedly defeated and even killed.

The breath they accumulated in the six rounds is enough to deal with one master of the gods, but they can not deal with two gods. More importantly, the two gods are also joined together. Not only can they not kill each other, they must even be counter-killed. After all, they are not gods.

"I'm not saving you, it's Mingyue!" Song Wanqing hummed.

Chu Li nodded.

Song Wanqing said: "You are very dangerous now, you can only hide at the Great Guangming Peak."

Chu Li smiled and said, "I want to go to Yinxian Mountain."

"Hum, lead Xianshan!" Song Wanqing's face changed slightly, and he said angrily: "Do you think Yinxianshan is so good?"

Chu Lidao said, "How do you know if you don't try?"

"Introducing Xianshan is not that easy." Song Wanqing snorted coldly: "They can only shelter you for a year, and you will still die after one year!"

The disciples outside the mountain can only stay for one year. This is the rule of attracting Xianshan. No one can be an exception.

Chu Li smiled: "Who knows what the situation is after a year."

"After one year, Mingyue will be the **** of heaven!" Song Wanqing said, "You will never deserve Mingyue!"

Chu Li nodded without refuting.

Song Wanqing hummed, "You went to Yinxian Mountain to cultivate Yulong Jue, so that you can become a **** against the sky?"

Chu Li looked at her in surprise.

Song Wanqing said: "Do you think nobody can guess?"

Chu Li slowly nodded and did not deny it. To deny it was too insulting to Song Wanqing's wisdom.

Song Wanqing hummed: "But others didn't expect you to be so ambitious ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I thought you wanted to avoid the chase after entering Yinxian Mountain.

Chu Li nodded.

He is now the first master of the season under a hundred years. It is difficult for the master of Da Leiyin Temple to surpass him, and he stepped into the **** of heaven half a step. Even the prince is not his opponent.

However, his backing was too weak, and it was difficult for the government office to shelter him. No one knew he was a disciple of Ziyun Mountain.

In this way, Da Leiyin Temple will definitely chase him down. Depending on his friendship with Fa Yuan, he may not kill him, but it will certainly weaken his martial arts, or even abolish his martial arts, thus depriving him of the opportunity to sacrifice gods and destroy the **** Stay at Da Lei Yin Temple.

Even not only Daleiyin Temple, Qingluya may not be willing to dominate, or hide a disciple who is deeply cultivated. In short, except for King Kong Temple, the other three are not good.

"Well, if you can become a god, Mingyue can be small," Song Wanqing said lightly.

Chu Li for a moment. (To be continued.)