Urban Undying Heavenly Venerable

Ye Xuan has a faint hunch, although he has not turned into a Spiritual God with the help of Power of Faith, but the world’s belief in him will be extremely powerful for him to cross the Nine Heavens Immortal Tribulation The role of.

"Become a fairy!"

"I will be a fairy in the mortal world!"

Ye Xuan clenched his fists, his eyes were extremely firm, and even more so Whispering to himself, because only by becoming immortality, he can truly step out of his 1st Step, until he reaches the Nine Heavens, sits on the throne of the Heavenly Emperor, and allows the immortals to come and let all living beings bow down.

"Sir!"

Suddenly.

Gu Beichen was covered in blood and quickly entered Qingyun Xiaozhu, even his voice trembled slightly.

Looking at such a scene, Ye Xuan turned back from his thoughts, frowned, and said: "What happened?"

"Sir, I...we encountered a major enemy...Ming Sect 13 All the people were killed... Huang Fatty was also captured by the other party. I tried my best to break through to survive." Gu Beichen's complexion flushed, even his voice was trembling, and the blood at the corners of his mouth couldn't stop overflowing.

“en? ”

Ye Xuan slightly narrows the eyes, a cold murderous intention ran across the eyes, and a bloody medicine pill was thrown directly at Gu Beichen, which made Gu Beichen take it quickly. After that, the injury in the body was gradually suppressed.

"Speak slowly, I want to know what happened."

Ye Xuan's expression is a little bit gloomy, you must know that Ming Sect he created, every member is an elite For the elites in China, every loss of a member is a great loss for Ming Sect. Even more how did 13 Ming Sect core members die?

"Sir, according to your instructions, our Ming Sect members are divided into four groups..."

As Gu Beichen said, Ye Xuan's complexion gradually became cold Extremely, a terrible murderous intention bloomed all over him, and the temperature around him dropped to freezing point.

According to Ye Xuan’s instructions, Ming Sect members went to various Great Influences to ransack their families and collect a large number of cultivation cheats. Some ancient martial arts Aristocratic families in the early stage are naturally not opponents of Ming Sect, but when they set foot on Lesser Thunderclap , But encountered a major enemy.

It was just two old monks who directly injured Gu Beichen seriously. Although Huang Fatty was tricky, she didn't expect the small Thunder Sound Temple to be so powerful that she was captured by the other party. A Ming Sect member died tragically in the small Thunder Sound Temple.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and Ye Xuan shot the stone table in front of him into fly ash with a palm. An extremely terrifying hostility surrounded him, and when his eyes opened and closed, it was even more cruel. The color is flickering.

"Those who dare to kill me?"

"If you don't set you down, how can I solve the hatred in my heart?"

Ye Xuan is cruel Speaking out, obviously angered.

"Junting."

"Subordinates are here."

"Call the Ming Sect members who are staying in Southern River City, and rush to the school with me Thunder Sound Temple, if you don’t cut these old bald donkeys to death, won’t it be obvious that Ming Sect is so deceitful?"

"Yes, sir."

The two The brief conversation made Gu Beichen hesitate, and then he stopped talking, saying: "Sir, Fat Huang is in the hands of these gangsters, I'm afraid..."

"Humph, If Huang Fatty is poisoned, I will let them taste what life is better than death." Ye Xuan cold and severe said.

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The small Thunder Sound Temple, located in the southwest, has stood for thousands of years in the Divine Province of Xia Country.

It is said that in the distant past, Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi survived. The Buddha was seated in the small Thunder Sound Temple. His Dharma spread to the world, making the world admire the small Thunder Sound Temple to the utmost.

It’s just that with the advent of the end of heaven and earth, the little Thunder Sound Temple gradually faded out of the mundane world, but there is a good saying, a dying, starved camel is still bigger than a horse, even though the end of heaven and earth, the little Thunder Sound Temple The background is not comparable to other forces.

Spring is blooming, the temple is peaceful, and there is the sound of evening drums and morning bells, and the sound of mumbling chanting sounds in the temple, which makes people feel as if they are caught in the pure land of Buddha Country.

In the temple.

An old monk has a sad face and looks as much as a hundred years old. He constantly twists the prayer beads in his hand, and chants an ancient Vajra Sutra in his mouth.

"Pudu Senior Brother, this Ye Xuan cultivation base is horrible, and it spreads the blood energy swallowing method to the world. Outsiders call him the Divine King. If I didn’t guess wrong, he should have been. Stepping into the ranks of Immortal Cultivator, and the person who killed him was imprisoned in the Devil Subduing Tower. I am afraid that this person will not let go."

An old monk in sixties. , White eyebrow wrinkled tightly, his face was full of sorrow, and his voice said sadly.

"Although we have obtained the blood energy swallowing method, we have just begun the cultivation, and we are still far away from the Golden Core realm. If this leaf Divine King comes to the door, our little Thunder Sound Temple has thousands of years of inheritance. Isn't it going to be ruined?" Another old monk said worriedly.

"Huh, Pratt & Whitney Junior Brother, he is also worthy of being called Divine King? But he is just a demon." Puhang old monk roared.

"Yes, this Ye Xuan slaughtered Great Influence on the top of Wushan Mountain. It was simply a demonic practice. According to rumors, this Ye Xuan did not know how many innocent creatures he had slaughtered and how he deserved to be called Divine. The name of King?" Another old monk said bitterly.

"Amitabha, good is good."

Pudu's buddha stopped turning, he slowly opened his eyes, and the scriptures in his mouth stopped at this moment, and his face became more miserable.

“This Ye Xuan killed too much and wanted to slaughter the world’s forces and create an era of his own. My little Thunder Sound Temple will spread all over the world, even if the temple is destroyed and killed. Don't compromise with demons." The old monk Purdue said in grief.

"Senior Brother, you have to think twice, our little Thunder Sound Temple is definitely not his opponent." Old Monk Puzhi trembled.

Ta Ta Ta!

Suddenly, a rush of footsteps came from a distance, and a little novice monk hurried to the front of several old monks, with cold sweat on his forehead, and his face was extremely pale.

"The Ancestor Master major event is not good, the Divine King Ye and Ming Sect are coming towards my little Thunder Sound Temple." The little novice monk uttered in horror. If you listen carefully, you will find that, There is a great vibrato in his voice.

"Amitabha, it seems it's time to show the power of my little Thunder Sound Temple." Old Purdue monk clasped his hands together, and his voice was vast and broad.

"Teacher...Senior Brother...Don't you want to use Demon Subduing Pestle?" The old monk Puhui asked with a trembling voice.

"Senior Brother, no, Demon Subduing Pestle is the treasure of the temple. The first generation of Ancestor Master has left a last word. Unless the temple is destroyed, this thing is absolutely unusable."

"Yes, not equal to me. We returned this Divine King's subordinates. At worst, they took out Dharma secrets as compensation and gave them to Divine King. We waited until we completed the blood energy devouring method. It’s not too late to punish the devil."

"Amitabha."

The old Pudu monk chanted the Buddha's name, and his voice said sadly: "The one that should come will come after all. My little Thunder Sound Temple is willing to bow his head to the Divine King Ye, but he kills the sky, how can he let me wait?"