Son-in-law, God-Emperor

"This...this, senior, I really didn't see anything!"

The strong men of the blood clan panicked and felt the murderous intention of the ancestor of Ziyun Temple.

The others were also dumbfounded.

The Patriarch of Ziyun Temple rarely appears outside on weekdays.

Moreover, even if they met before, the other party always had a pleasant appearance and would never fight or kill.

Their previous level was not high enough, so they did not have much contact with the old monk.

Now that we have met, I feel nervous all of a sudden...

They are not fools... In this situation, just one person knows that the situation is not good!

"Senior, please let us go... I, the Witch God Clan, remember Senior as a favor!"

The powerful man from the Witch God Clan said urgently.

I was afraid that if I spoke too late, I would be silenced.

"The same goes for my Weiyang clan...senior!"

The strong men of the Weiyang tribe followed closely, saying that they would pretend that this incident had never happened, and then owed Ziyun Temple a favor.

Nothing is more important than your own life.

Especially in this case.

If you die, you really die.

If the ancestor of Ziyun Temple takes action, they will not leave any trace.

There won't even be anyone to avenge them.

They didn't try to use the jade slips to convey what happened here.

Because that's useless!

The ancestor of Ziyun Temple is here... First of all, they will not succeed!

And he summoned reinforcements in front of the other party.

Isn't this tantamount to openly breaking up with the ancestor of Ziyun Temple?

It is estimated that by then, the ancestor of Ziyun Temple will directly kill him!

They had no chance of living.

"Old monk, hurry up...take action quickly!"

Yun An yelled, covering the back of his head.

The old monk was much more ruthless than Xiao Fan.

He grimaced in pain...

"Amitabha... It's a sin, it's a sin..." The old monk sighed, clasped his hands together, and chanted the Buddha's name.

Xiao Fan didn't say a word... Now there was no need for him to speak in this situation.

Just leave it all to the old monk.

The old monk would definitely not let this matter leak out.

And the results of these powerful people from the Wushen Clan and Weiyang Clan can be imagined.

Sure enough, the old monk loosened his hands the next moment and said calmly: "Everyone... you have sinned a lot."

The powerful man from the Witch God Clan: "???"

The strong man from the vampire clan: "???"

A strong man from the Weiyang tribe: "???"

"Senior, you..."

The strong man from the Witch God Clan exclaimed, with a bad premonition spreading in his heart.

"Sin, sin... You have sinned so much that I feel there is no need to live in this world..."

The ancestor of Ziyun Temple said calmly.

A vigorous golden light emerged from his body.

This light is extremely peaceful and contains the power to influence all living beings.

At the same time as this golden light appeared, an illusory golden body of Dharma appeared behind the ancestor of Ziyun Temple. ..

This Dharma image is sacred and exudes an even brighter golden light.

With the appearance of this golden light, the sounds of Buddhas appeared in all directions...

It seems like there are countless monks and nuns chanting the name of the Buddha...

Xiao Fan was shocked. This ancestor of Ziyun Temple was too strong.

He had previously thought that the opponent's strength must have reached the realm of refining...

Looking at it now, he still underestimated the old monk.

Judging from the strength shown by the opponent now.

This is simply not something that the Refining Dao realm can display!

Far beyond the power of the Refining Dao Realm! ! !

Reached the next big level!

This is the strongest one.

Xiao Fan even felt that he didn't even have the strength to escape in front of the old monk.

He was also shrouded in golden light, and his power was suppressed invisibly...

This suppression is weird.

as if......

The murderous intention in his heart was gone.

There was even a sense of guilt spreading from my heart.

This feeling was very strange, and there was a sense of guilt... He even wanted to confess.

"I have killed countless people in my life...I am a sinner..."

Xiao Fan murmured, and the clones that turned into three pure beings were released.

He looked at his hands. At this moment, he even wanted to chop off his hands!

This feeling is very uncomfortable.

He secretly gritted his teeth and fought against this power! !

It’s like I’m out of control!

The situation of those strong men from the Wushen Clan and Weiyang Clan is even worse.

The appearance of the old monk's Dharma was aimed at them...

It's strange that they can't be affected.

"I am a sinner, I have killed countless people... I deserve to die!"

"ah!!!"

"I want to die, I want to use my life to atone for my sins..."

"..."

These Wushen Clan and Weiyang Clan. The strong men of the vampire clan wanted to fight, but their strength was too low and they couldn't fight at all...

They all had thoughts of committing suicide.

Want to end his life of sin.

"Amitabha, sin, sin, sin... Let's do it, everyone..."

The old monk clasped his hands together and smiled lightly.

These powerful men of the Witch God Clan were out of control and chose to self-destruct their souls one after another...

One by one turned into blood mist.

They were all dead in an instant! !