God-level Selection System

Chapter One Hundred and Thirteen

For the heroes of the rivers and lakes who came to Shaoshishan today, the impact they have received today is simply more than in the past half a lifetime, combined!

First of all, they were all respected abbots of Xuanci, who were exposed in public and had an affair with Ye Erniang, one of the four wicked men, and they gave birth to a son...

And this illegitimate child turned out to be a monk among the Shaolin School!

Many people who eat melon have opened their eyes.

Later, Shaolin was found out again, the secret letter of collusion with the Great King of the Southern Court of Liao State, and the evidence was conclusive and there was no way to refute it...

Immediately afterwards, an old monster of one hundred sixty and seventy years old popped out!

It was a twists and turns!

And now, this old monster was actually fighting with His Royal Highness the prince. The martial arts of the two are simply outrageous. What kind of qi and flying swords have almost exceeded the belief of everyone present. To the end A thunder fell from the sky...

Could it be that God can't stand it anymore, only to help His Royal Highness deal with this old monster who didn't know where it came from?

Fortunately, Ye Chen didn't know the thoughts of these people, otherwise he would definitely have to complain.

You guys are thinking about farts!

But... Ye Chen's current situation is not good, and he abruptly took Murong Longcheng's palm. Although he didn't hurt his five internal organs, he was still wounded and embarrassed.

And where is Murong Dragon City?

"Ahem--"

The dust and smoke dissipated, and a human-shaped pit appeared on the ground. Under the influence of thunder and fire, the surrounding ground had already turned into a glass-like substance.

"Not dead yet?"

Feeling the potholes in the ground, Ye Chen couldn't help but raised his eyebrows.

This thunderous nine heavens is a combination of the palm thunder and several other thunder methods of the Maoshan School, and he created a spell at the bottom of the box.

As for power...

Even if it is a normal corpse king, if you suffer such a blow, you will be seriously injured if you do not die.

Ye Chen was very curious, could it be that Murong Dragon City's defensive power was even stronger than the Corpse King?

With such curiosity, he also carried the magic sword and walked to the pothole.

...

silence.

Deathly silence.

Except for a lump of rotten meat that seemed to be burnt, there were no other living things inside.

As for the rotten meat, it seems that there is still a breath left.

"Never mind, you can be considered to have died well..."

Shaking his head and a sword resulted in the life of this rotten flesh. Ye Chen turned his head and looked at the Shaolin monk who was trembling, waiting for the shaman to fall, and the magnificent building not far away. A coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Set fire, burn the temple!"

The complexion of these monks changed drastically in just four words.

"No--!"

"His Royal Highness, I have absolutely nothing against it, please let your Highness open the net!"

In response to this, Ye Chen just shook his head, looking at the monks in fear, and said quietly, "I beg for mercy now, don't you think it's too late?"

"Do it!"

With an order, all the guards, as well as the disciples of the Jiutianjiu Department of Lingjiu Palace, piled up all kinds of flammable materials such as hay and pine wood around the buildings of Shaolin Temple.

As for the side, it was a group of monks who were crying.

"Boom—"

As countless torches fell on the dry grass, the white smoke gradually rose, gradually blocking everyone's sight, just as this ancient temple was about to turn into a mass of ruins...

Headed by Xuan Xin, Xuan Nan, etc., many eminent monks were silently chanting the Reborn Sutra in the flames, their faces full of solemnity.

And at this moment...

Several young monks looked at each other a few times and sneaked to the back of the temple quietly.

Where, there is a path that is enough to escape the sky.

"you guys!"

The behavior of a few people is naturally not hidden from the eminent monks present.

"Forget it, let them go..."

The speaker turned out to be Xuanxin, the first seat of the Bodhidharma Academy. After experiencing such ups and downs as the ups and downs, his heart seemed to have a great enlightenment, and he muttered to himself: "This is also for me. Shaolin, leave a trace of fire, Amitabha..."

Seeing that Xuan Xin didn't stop at all, many young monks also showed emotions.

They are not like these old monks. They have stayed in this ancient temple for almost their entire lives, and naturally they are willing to burn with it.

But this group of people is still young and still has a great time, and they are not willing to be buried with Shaolin Temple...

But what they didn't see was.

Ye Chen, who had witnessed all this not far away, had already made a gesture to the imperial army in secret.

Even if these young monks escaped this disaster, they would still face the interception of tens of thousands of forbidden troops down the mountain. Unless they can fly into the sky, there will never be half alive today!

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The dazzling flames continuously burned various or exquisite or magnificent buildings in Shaolin Temple.

"Crack—"

"Rumble—"

Under the raging fire, whether it was the exquisite glazed tiles, all kinds of exquisite Buddha statues, and the magnificent temple, all were burned.

And this scene also silenced those who have not left Shaoshishan.

Such an ancient temple with a history of nearly a thousand years was burnt to the ground, and the countless monks in it were turned into a ball of coke...

In this situation, in addition to regret, many people shudder unconsciously!

So cruel!

But they also know that the Shaolin Sect will end in this way, and they are also responsible for themselves...

Many people have this idea in their minds, in any case, don't make enemies with the court, let alone do things that collude with the enemy and treason...

Otherwise, I don't know one day, the outcome of the Shaolin Sect will fall on myself and others.

"What a big fire, it's really white and the ground is really clean!"

Destroying such an ancient temple with his own hands made Ye Chen feel in a trance.

And beside him, Tianshan Tong Grandma thoughtfully said: "If Murong Dragon City was not here, and Shaolin didn't liaise with the Liao people, would it end up like this?"

"This one?"

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and pointed out, "Does the Shaolin School collude with enemies? Is this answer really important?"

"So that's it..."

After taking a deep look at Ye Chen, Tianshan Tong's grandmother also nodded secretly.

For many people, Shaolin colluding with the Liao people is indeed fatal evidence.

But for the superior...

Very often, the truth is only in one thought!

Ignoring the weird look of the Tianshan child grandmother on the side, Ye Chen's entire mind at the moment was placed on a piece of information in his mind.

After defeating Murong Dragon City, he became the peak of the world's military value.

But this time, the system unexpectedly gave a different choice.

"Di, it is detected that the host's strength has reached the peak of this world, and the subsequent world is too dangerous. To ensure the host's safety, please make the following choices."