The group pets the little fisherman, she has a lot of happy events

"If this is your so-called evidence of guilt, then I tell you that I am also a demonic evildoer, because Yan'er and I jointly destroyed the formation of the Tooth-gnawing Hell Jedi."

"Prince Lin, be careful what you say."

Master Huiyuan's eyebrows were solemn and his words were serious: "The honor of the Lin family cannot be trampled on."

"There is a god when you raise your head three feet up."

Lin Jingcheng pointed to the sky and swore: "Everything I said is true. If there is even half a lie, the sky will strike with lightning."

"Old bald donkey."

Mou Si couldn't bear it anymore, raised her soft whip, pointed at Master Bo Nian's nose and cursed: "There are rules in the world of immortality. No matter who it is, as long as he breaks out of the Fang Hell, all his sins will be forgiven."

"Master has already escaped from the dead end, and you still want to deliberately create difficulties and wantonly slander and slander. Is this what you Buddhists call universal salvation and great mercy?"

"Donor Mu, don't make excuses."

Master Bo Nian's face suddenly changed, and his brows darkened: "The so-called rules in your mouth are just the unwritten tacit consent of various sects in how to deal with their disciples. How can we let off those who have committed the most heinous crimes?"

"The person you call the most evil person..." Mu Bi's peach-blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he responded unceremoniously: "Regardless of personal safety, he killed thousands of demon cultivators, destroyed the ancient teleportation array, and prevented the demon soldiers and demon generals from descending to the lower realm. Wreaking havoc on the world.”

"You are holding on to my mother-in-law's evil deeds..."

Mu Momo sneered: "Why are you not grateful? What a horrific catastrophe she prevented and how many lives she saved in the world?!"

"Don't talk nonsense to them."

Mu Jian waved his sword with all his evil intent: "Let's fight in, kill the old bald donkey, and rescue the master."

“Dear donors, please do not be aggressive.”

Master Bo Nian's face turned blue after being scolded by his four brothers, and his eyebrows darkened and he was about to have a fit.

"Prince Lin, don't be impulsive."

Master Huiyuan saw that the war was about to break out, so he had to speak before Master Bo Nian broke out, and wanted to persuade him a few more words.

"Master, there is no need to say anything."

Lin Jingcheng waved his hand to stop her: "I have made up my mind. If you don't let Yan'er go, it will be extremely difficult for you to do good."

"Rush in and rescue Master!"

Mu Jian shouted and rushed to the door first.

"Break the formation!" Lin Jingcheng then ordered, and tens of thousands of secret guards threw flying swords at the same time to attack the temple defense formation.

"Shizi Lin."

Master Huiyuan sighed sadly: "One thought can turn you into an immortal, and one thought can turn you into a devil. I advise you all to stop your actions in time, and don't commit any more evil and ruin your own path to immortality."

"As long as I can save Yan'er."

Lin Jingcheng's eyes showed determination: "This prince is willing to transform into a demon and be damned."

~

"Boom!"

Thousands of swords fired together to break through the barrier, and the huge roar was deafening.

Lin Jingcheng led people to rush into the temple. Brother Mu Jian took the lead and fought fiercely with the monks of Jokhang Temple.

The monks in Jokhang Temple have great magic power, and the secret guards are no match for them, and some people keep falling to the ground.

Fortunately, killing is not allowed in the Buddhist holy land. The eminent monks only injured people and did not endanger their lives.

Even so, the situation is very weak for the attacking party.

The four Mujian brothers were injured one after another. They gritted their teeth and persisted, refusing to give up.

Lin Jingcheng's clothes were stained with blood, and his eyes showed determination.

~

The fierce battle in the front yard alarmed the people locked in the secret room of the Bodhidharma Hall in the backyard.

The woman who was sitting cross-legged suddenly opened her eyes and stood up from the futon.

"It's Prince Lin."

Lord Long’s spiritual consciousness was so powerful that he penetrated the barrier of Bodhidharma Hall and saw the situation outside.

"Husband, he is here."

Ye Xiuyan stroked her eyebrows lightly, showing a little excitement.