On the blue sea, a golden mountain slowly emerged.
The entire Lingyin Temple was built around Mount Putuo, with greenery in the mountains and forests, and most of the temples were hidden among them.
If you don't search carefully, you can't find the trace of these temples.
At this moment, in the temple complex, there are a large number of people who are not disciples of Lingyin Temple.
"Who is going to trouble Lingyin Temple?"
Qin Feng speeded up, feeling anxious in his heart.
In Zhao Tiange's words, Lingyin Temple retreated overseas, far away from the world, and practiced alone, with an appearance of incompetent with the world.
How come there are so many monks around Lingyin Temple
"What is going on here?"
Qin Feng frowned slightly.
Not to mention Dawei Deming's request, Qin Feng can't make any mistakes to Lingyin Temple just because of the clues to the Brahma Mirror.
This is a major event related to the great calamity of the world in a hundred years.
Qin Feng didn't dare to be careless at all.
"Master Qin, wait for me."
Zhao Tiange also quickly followed.
…
Lingyin Temple, Mount Putuo.
A tragic killing is going on.
Numerous Buddhas in the Tibetan realm, holding various Buddha treasures, opened a distance, and surrounded the entire Putuo Mountain.
The offensive advances bit by bit, and the momentum is fierce, as if to destroy the temple complex on Mount Putuo.
"The guys in the metaworld dare to come to the fetal Tibetan realm, they are almost looking for death."
"You evil Buddhas who abandon the nature of the Buddha are not worthy of being Buddhist disciples. So quickly wash your necks and wait for the poor monks to save you."
"kill… "
The sound of fighting, returned in the mountains and forests.
"The first adult, do you want to evacuate? Please make a decision as soon as possible."
Halfway up the mountain, a monk with towering cheekbones shouted in horror.
He turned his head back from time to time, and his face became pale when he heard the muffled screams and screams in the forest.
"Evacuate? Haha, for thousands of years, Lingyin Temple has been integrated with Mount Putuo, regardless of each other."
"Putuo Mountain is Lingyin Temple, and Lingyin Temple is Putuo Mountain."
"Leaving Mount Putuo, Lingyin Temple will no longer be Lingyin Temple. What is the meaning of living for us people?"
"It is a blessing, not a curse, but a curse that cannot be avoided. Lingyin Temple is destined to have this catastrophe. After this catastrophe, Lingyin Temple will shine generously and bring the gospel to all beings in the Tibetan world."
The first person in Lingyin Temple has awe-inspiring eyes.
"The first adult taught that I will wait for a bloody battle and coexist and die with Lingyin Temple."
An Arhat who was as majestic as a King Kong suddenly turned around.
"The eighteen arhats of Lingyin Temple, let me go."
At the first order of the Arhat Hall, eighteen people were lacquered with tung oil, all of them lean and gleaming, and the Arhat holding various Buddha treasures resolutely left.
"The first Arhat Hall in Lingyin Temple, eighteen Arhats, have you finally come to die?"
In the facing mountains and forests, arrogant voices sounded.
"When you destroy the first eighteen Arhats and the first Arhat Hall, we will destroy the Lingyin Temple again."
These voices are confident, and they are clearly prepared.
"Killing one is enough, killing two and earning one, for the sake of Lingyin Temple, the poor monk does not hesitate to do this."
The first seat of the Arhat Hall replied sharply, suddenly holding the lowering magic pestle and attacking it, bursting out a golden Buddha light.
Qin Feng's divine sense probed the situation here, and the speed was three points faster.
And his actions also shocked the people of Huiyuanjie.
"Oh, there are reinforcements in Lingyin Temple? It just happened to be exhausted."
In the mountains and forests, a young man with a gloomy face quickly focused on Qin Feng.
"Capture my breath so quickly?"
Qin Feng was slightly surprised.
In order to hurry, Qin Feng had no suspicious hidden breath.
But after all, he was the cultivation base of the Four Heavens of the Ancient God, and if the opponent did not have certain strength, it would still be difficult to capture his breath.
"Unfortunately, it's just a trivial ancient god, the third heaven. With your strength, you also want to stop me?"
Qin Feng squinted his eyes, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. His speed was three points higher, and he hurriedly approached the battlefield.
"stop!"
The young man shouted loudly.
"Damn it, you dare to rush to the ancient gods, the third heaven!"
The young man's face sank, and he quickly took out the ghost head knife behind him, mixed with a majestic mana, and cut it forward.
"In the fetal Tibetan world, no one has ignored me, Yao Er Young Master!"
The youth gave a cold cry.
"Master Yao made a move, this guy is really miserable."
"Haha..."
Behind Yao Er, many people shouted in excitement.
"Brother Zhao, I am on the left and you are on the right. Cooperate with Lingyin Temple as soon as possible to completely wipe out this group of clutter."
Qin Feng shouted and attacked directly.
He didn't pay attention to the three layers of the ancient gods at all.
However, Qin Feng's words fell in the surrounding mountains and forests, completely detonating the Hui Yuanjie disciples who were besieged in the mountains and forests.
"Where is the lunatic, who is not afraid that the wind will kill his tongue?"
"Do you know who is standing in front of you? That's the second son of Yao from the Buddha Kingdom of Tianzhu."
"Those who are acquainted immediately kneel and surrender, maybe Yao Er Young Master can let you go."
In the surrounding mountains and forests, there was a burst of clamour.
Yao Er heard it in his ears, raising his head even higher.
He looked at Qin Feng with contempt and laughed wildly, "Give you a chance, kneel and surrender, and spare you not to die."
"moron."
Zhao Tiange sighed, went straight to the other side, and ran away.
Such a guy who can't see the situation is dead in vain.
He can already imagine Yao Er's expression after frustration.
"Tianzhu Buddha Kingdom? What is it?"
Qin Feng smiled coldly.
"what did you say?"
Yao Er only felt that he was greatly humiliated.
The ghost head knife suddenly cut off, and a huge jet of black sword burst out, covering the world, turning the surrounding mountains and forests into darkness.
"Master Yao summoned the nigger domain."
"This guy must be dead, haha..."
Uh...
The world is dark, Putuo Mountain seems to be trapped in ghosts, and thousands of ghosts are crying.
A horrible green light of a thousand-zhang sword flashed in it, and slammed towards Qin Feng's head in anger.
The horrible momentum is chilling.
Yao Er's subordinates also backed back again and again, for fear that they would fall into the nigger domain and would never stand up.
Qin Feng didn't move, he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.
What nigger domain, evil ghost domain, hungry ghost domain, is there a real ghost domain terrible
Even after going to Abi Hell a few times, Qin Feng is still afraid of this trick
"Get back."
Qin Feng yelled coldly and flicked his finger.
when-
Qianzhang knife light suddenly shattered.
Peng!
The dark green fire that filled the sky dyed the verdant forests of Mount Putuo into a dark green, no longer the verdant and agile before.
Qin Feng frowned, his expression slightly unhappy.
He swept away with a slap, as if sweeping flies.
A gust of wind blew up the Wanzhang Putuo Mountain immediately, sweeping away all the dark green and pitch black.
The verdant mountains and forests have regained their former agility.
Qin Feng nodded in satisfaction.
Yao Er looked at everything around him in amazement, as if everything just now was all dreamy bubbles, passing away with the wind.
"One finger, just one finger, he shattered my offensive?"
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