With ten trillion disciples, my demon sect is invincible!

In the Yuelai Inn under Jinshan Temple, there is a long sword on a small table near the window. Next to it is a man wearing a white gown with tall eyebrows. He wears a black ring on his right hand and looks at the food in front of him. Not a bite was moved.

The man picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine, "Uncle Fu, the inheritance of the sword god you mentioned is really hidden in Jinshan Temple."

"Of course, before the Jinshan Temple was established a thousand years ago, this location was the coffin of the Sword God. According to the old ghost's personality, he will definitely leave a legacy." The ring gave off a green light, but his voice sounded weak.

"But Jinshan Temple is heavily guarded and there are so many experts inside. How can I get in?"

Uncle Fu in the ring did not answer. The last teleportation with Zhao Li had consumed a lot of his mental energy. Now he was so weak that he had to wait a long time to speak, and there was nothing he could do to help Zhao Li.

Zhao Li's eyes narrowed, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face. There was a smell of blood coming from outside the door and window, and it was coming in the direction of Jinshan Temple. Although the Yuelai Inn is just below Jinshan Temple, it is still more than ten miles away. The smell of blood can reach here, which proves that something big has happened to Jinshan Temple.

Picking up the long sword, he instantly disappeared into the inn. When the waiter saw the customer disappear, he was about to call out to the shopkeeper when he saw a silver ingot sitting on the table where Zhao Li was originally sitting and picked it up in a hurry.

Zhao Li quickly flew towards Jinshan Temple. There were many figures along the way, including those from the Martial Emperor Realm flying towards Jinshan Temple. The smell of blood was so strong that even ordinary people could smell it. Countless figures from all directions rushed towards Jinshan Temple. Even some ordinary people behind were running in the direction of Jinshan Temple.

Everyone quickly ran to the gate of Jinshan Temple and saw two corpses lying on both sides of the gate. The body and head were in different places, and it was obviously cut in half by someone.

One person exclaimed, "These two were both Zhike monks from Jinshan Temple. They had the cultivation of King Wu at least, but they died at the gate of the mountain. What happened to Jinshan Temple?"

Everyone smelled the increasingly heavier smell of blood wafting out from inside, and stepped into the mountain gate together without saying anything.

As soon as he entered the mountain gate, the strong smell of blood hit his face like a substance. What he saw were corpses and remains scattered all over the mountain. There was even a blood-colored river flowing on the ground, as if he was walking into hell.

"Ugh~~Ugh"

"Ugh~~Ugh"

Some female cultivators immediately squatted on the ground and retched. They vomited and suddenly screamed. There was a solitary eyeball on the ground where they had vomited.

Although the world of cultivation is inherently cruel, it is hard to accept such a bloody thing all of a sudden. Even some battle-hardened Martial Emperor masters frowned. The appearance of Jinshan Temple is really too tragic.

"Who is so bold as to dare to come to Jinshan Temple to kill people? Aren't they afraid that they will not be killed by the holy monks? How is that possible?" A master of the Martial King Realm wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped, pointing in one direction and shaking his finger. .

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw a two-meter-tall monk kneeling there on the ruins. There was a circular hole in the monk's heart. His eyes had not been closed. They were full of hatred, but they were lifeless. .

Suddenly there were shouts of exclamation all around, "How is it possible? Who can kill the lawless holy monk?"

"Even the lawless holy monks were killed. Could it be that Jinshan Temple was emptied?"

"It's impossible. Even if the helpless holy monk dies, there is still the selfless holy monk. He is a figure on the heavenly list and a master of the Martial Emperor realm. Who has such courage?"

Continuous sounds of surprise came out, and everyone was shocked by the death of Wenfa. You must know that Wenfa is the second master on the earth list, and is very likely to break through to the Martial Emperor realm within ten years, and now he is poached by others. He suffered a broken heart and died in Jinshan Temple.

Several Wuhuangs were the first to calm down and slowly walked into the Jinshan Temple. Zhao Li also followed. There were dead bodies everywhere along the way, including many famous monks with surnames in the outside world, such as Saint Monk Wu Kong who was tenth on the Earth Ranking, Wuxuan Saint Monk who was seventeenth on the Earth Ranking, Master Liaofan who was third on the Human Ranking, etc.

Just as they arrived at the entrance of the main hall, several Emperor Wu suddenly stopped, trembling all over. Zhao Li looked in the direction they were looking, and even Zhao Li started to tremble with fright. There was a large stone monument in the direction they were looking. , about ten meters high, but the selfless holy monk of the Martial Emperor realm, known as the master of the Heavenly Ranking, was nailed to it with a sword. He was covered in blood and had no breath.

On the stone tablet are written several large blood-red characters: "By order of the leader of the cult, we will massacre Jinshan Temple first." In the lower right corner are several smaller characters: "The Devil's Cult Lotus is established."

"It turned out to be a demon sect, it was really a demon sect. How dare they, how could they massacre Jinshan Temple? Aren't they afraid of the righteous counterattack?"

"Yes, does his demon sect really think they are invincible?"

One of the Martial Emperors raised his hands to the people beside him and said, "Everyone, I have to go back to the sect immediately to report the news. I'll take my leave now."

After saying that, he turned around and rushed outside Jinshan Temple. Several other Martial Emperors also quickly left Jinshan Temple. This news must be spread as soon as possible.

In the evening, the entire Jinshan Temple was deserted except for the smell of blood.

A figure appeared in the main hall, carrying a long sword behind him, "Uncle Fu, are you sure the inheritance of the Sword God is down there.?"

"Don't worry, Zhao Li. I can smell his scent. You can enter his tomb by crushing the beads in your hand."

Zhao Li crushed the beads in his hand when he heard this, and a faint space fluctuation surrounded him. Zhao Li looked at the selfless holy monk on the stone tablet not far away, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Not long ago, he was still thinking about how to enter Jinshan Temple, and even how to transfer Wuwo Saint Monk out of Jinshan Temple, so that he could sneak in unnoticed. Unexpectedly, he entered Jinshan Temple openly before half a day, but the price was the destruction of the entire Jinshan Temple.

Before Zhao Li could think about anything more, a vortex formed in the space and swallowed Zhao Li directly. The vortex slowly calmed down, and all the images disappeared.

Not long after Zhao Li disappeared, there was a slight sound under a collapsed side hall next to it. The sound became louder and louder, and finally broke through the ruins. Two figures crawled out from inside, one was a monk in a monk's robe, and the other was a woman in a green shirt.

The woman's face was covered with tears, and she kept crying. The monk in robes next to him also had a sad face, but he still advised, "Please accept my condolences."

After hearing this, the woman stopped crying and looked at the monk, "Master Liaoyu, everyone is dead, my brother is also dead, why is this happening."

"I don't know why, but the demons of the Demon Cult slaughtered my Jinshan Temple, and sooner or later I will take revenge."

"Master Liaoyu, I'm going back to the Dayu Dynasty to find my master, will you come with me?"

"No, I have to bury everyone in the temple, and then I will travel around the world to practice the means of exorcising demons."