My emperor has darkened again

"What? Send someone to stop him at once

The Abbot's face changed greatly. He immediately summoned several experts from the fanyin temple and rushed over.

There is a rule in the fanyin temple, which has been handed down for thousands of years, that is, to guard the sacred place of Fu Tu and not let anyone destroy the Buddha statue mountain.

Led by five lingzun masters and a group of disciples, the abbot and others soon came to the Buddha statue mountain. Seeing the strange men attacking the Buddha's head on the top of the mountain, they blushed with anger.

"Stop it! Who on earth is your excellency? How dare you be rude to my fanyin temple! If you dare to destroy the Buddha statue mountain again, don't blame me for being rude! "

The abbot read a word of Buddha, but it was still a matter of propriety before a soldier. Unexpectedly, the man didn't seem to hear what he said at all, so he took it as the wind in his ear.

"Abbot, talk nonsense to this man, holy land of Buddhism. How can such a madman be presumptuous?"

Several eminent monks urged the spirit power to fly in the past. They sacrificed their own spirit tools and attacked each other. At this time, a huge black dragon suddenly appeared, huge tail toward a few people pumping!

A few people fell down from the sky.

"It's Jiaolong!"

The disciples of fanyin Temple all changed their faces. The people who came to look for trouble this time seemed to be quite complicated. But even so, they can't shrink back.

"All the disciples listen to the order and go up together!"

In the middle of the air, there was a huge whirlwind. Those who came near were immediately swept away half of their arms by the strong wind and screamed bitterly.

A black figure also appeared out of thin air, forming a natural barrier with Jiaolong, which blocked the attack of the people in fanyin temple. In addition, there were twenty xuanshu masters of the eleventh level who fell around and swept the array.

This trip to the fanyin temple was originally for the purpose of searching for the soul killing gun. Naturally, Feng Yi could not be alone with a soul dream. Over the years, the Shura sect has trained many masters secretly to keep up their energy. Although it is not obvious on the surface, its comprehensive strength is definitely higher than that of other major sectors.

Their purpose was to gain time for Fengyi, not to attack him. They were mainly in defense. For a moment, they made the situation stand still.

In the holy land of Fu Tu, the hair of Wei Sheng has turned white, and the handsome man who is as warm as jade has shown his old style. Li Jiuge's authority is more and more obvious. Lianhuo entangles them. She can't control herself to burn the world. Her cultivation is growing at a strange speed.

There is a force that is gradually invading her sea of knowledge. Li Jiuge tries to resist, trying to maintain that wisp of pure wisdom. She must not be controlled, reduced to a puppet, never!

"Boom!"

The ground trembled again. Someone was attacking from the outside, trying to break through the border. Li Jiuge knows that it's Fengyi. He's trying to come in and save her!

If she can't hold on, she will wave her sword at her lover when she says goodbye. The brain seems to be split in two, half trying to keep awake, the other half into chaos. Her eyes, sometimes sharp, sometimes confused.

Weisheng has no time, but at this moment he suddenly opens his eyes and spreads all his strength. On his body, there is no spiritual power, but Li Jiuge's body suddenly burst out a dazzling golden light!

"Poof"

Fell on the ground, Weisheng had no time to spit out a mouthful of blood, but the corner of his mouth raised a rising arc.