MTL - Global Game: Comes with Portable Store-v3 Chapter 191 Sotenji Temple

A sound of Buddha spread in mid-air, and countless people fell to the ground covering their ears, yelling heart-piercingly, with blood overflowing from their five sense organs until they died.

Due to the fact that there were too many high-level extraordinary people in Chenhe, the four groups collapsed in an instant on the front line of Nanshanling.

Because the gap in strength was too great, they had no choice but to fight and retreat, constantly devious wars.

Some "outsiders" removed this place from the frontal battlefield, which caused their pressure to increase sharply.

"Retreat, that monk's ability is too weird, we can't deal with it, many people have lost their minds, and they started going crazy after hitting them." Chang Yi shouted while holding a thick red book.

At the same time, he continuously controlled huge fireballs and threw them towards the distant battlefield.

However, they were dispelled by the opponent, and they exploded in the sky one by one, and were even cut off by the woman holding the epee.

Chang Yi coughed up blood, the high-intensity fighting made him overwhelmed, then he turned his head and said to the people beside him:

"You go to the back."

To put it very briefly, under such circumstances, it was almost like sending someone to die, but the man did not hesitate at all, holding a big knife, and leading hundreds of people to rush forward.

We can only abandon some people, otherwise there will be a greater sacrifice.

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"Senior Brother Tao is dead."

Tao Baibai said solemnly, "Be careful, if we really can't handle it, we can retreat first."

"Tao Yunzhi is dead." The person who was dressed in a golden cassock, bald, and dressed as a monk repeated, his tone was very calm, and he didn't look surprised at all.

"He's going to die on the battlefield after all...it's not suitable to come to this place."

The monk's words were very cold, but no one objected. He has high qualifications among this group of people. He is the monk Huijia who is known as the number one Buddhist Dharma at the moment, and he is also the next abbot of Huangtian Temple.

"It seems that the group of Seventeen did have reinforcements. Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible to kill Daoist Tao with a curse alone. There is information from the State Council that the former leader of Seventeen has returned."

Another extremely beautiful woman with a huge black sword on her back said coldly.

There were corpses all around, and the stench of blood filled the air. Other than that, there was only one man who was naked, pierced by a huge sword and nailed to the ground, still alive.

"Tell us where Lin Xiuyu is, and I can let you live if you tell us, or even join us."

"After all, we are all human beings, and there is no need to kill them, right?"

There was a smile on the monk's face, and he squatted down and looked at Ye Yongqiang, with a benevolent look on his face, which was kind to others, and he couldn't help but want to believe and hug him.

Especially for those who are desperate and on the verge of death, such kindness is hard to refuse.

"Pooh!"

Ye Yongqiang spat **** phlegm on the ground, and then laughed like crazy: "Our boss is back now, you all have to die, you all have to die, don't be too happy!"

His voice was not loud, but it inexplicably chilled the hearts of the people present. The monk felt very strange about Ye Yongqiang's attitude, and didn't understand what kind of person would give him such confidence, even if he was about to die.

"Stubborn." The extremely beautiful woman couldn't help but frowned, and lifted the giant sword with both hands: "Since you want to die, let him be fulfilled."

Compared with other people, she was even more murderous, her hands seemed to be blood red, dripping blood constantly.

Such a tragic war has changed many people, including them. Such a war has never happened in Litian World.

That kind of customary system has been maintained for many years, and they have maintained a relatively stable relationship, at most it is a small fight.

Ye Yongqiang's eyes were bloodshot, and he had no intention of admitting defeat until he died. He has always been like this, and he has always been like this.

"kill me!"

Many people surrendered and betrayed in this war, which caused heavy losses many times.

These monks know how to manipulate people's hearts, know how to make people obey, and make people obey, because they originally studied this and followed this path.

When Monk Huijia saw this scene, he just shook his head, then turned around and walked back.

A ferocious smile appeared on the face of the beautiful woman, and she swung the giant sword and threw it at Ye Yongqiang, which might crush him to pieces.

At this moment, her movements stopped, and so did the movements of the people around her. Their expressions froze, and time was frozen in this area, like the light of dusk interspersed in the space.

They only saw a figure of Mohu appearing on the hilltop not far away, full of brilliance, like a god.

It seemed like only a moment, but it also seemed like a long time.

Such an extremely beautiful woman fell to the ground, and even the pitch-black epee was pressed on her body. There was a finger-sized blood hole on her forehead, and her head came out.

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She died, so easily died in front of everyone, they didn't even figure out what was going on.

Monk Huijia's face also became ugly, and he felt a shuddering aura from Su Changxing's body.

"Why does this world exist like this."

With a dull expression, he said to himself, feeling that all this was unreasonable.

You can't get a real dragon out of diving, and it's impossible for an ordinary world to give birth to a powerful existence.

But what is going on with this person in front of him!

Several people stood in place, staring at Su Changxing's figure, not daring to move at all.

Su Changxing didn't make any more moves, feeling that something in the sky had already set his sights on him. His two blood-red eyes without child holes were full of confusion and hated everything.

That thing has always existed above this world, peeping at this world, as if monitoring something, completing an endless task.

When the matter reached this stage, Monk Huijia and the others would naturally be able to guess Su Changxing's identity, otherwise they would not have appeared here, but Su Changxing's strength shocked them greatly.

"The benefactor is the one left behind?" Monk Huijia's voice resounded throughout the wilderness, loud and generous.

Su Changxing didn't answer him, but asked instead: "What do you think? Since there is a war, there is nothing to say. You should know the term blood debt."

He waved his hand, and a figure ran out from behind him, it was the flower umbrella in a long black dress.

He doesn't need to take action against these people, Huasan alone is enough.

Seeing the flower umbrella rushing up, monk Huijia recited scriptures silently, and the sound of Buddha was rippling in the space. If it was the voice mentioned by ordinary people, they might not even be able to stand up. influences.

Seeing this situation, UU reading www.uukanshu. Monk Huijia also reacted, and immediately changed his tactics. The skin of his whole body radiated brilliant golden light, and he hit the umbrella with his palm.

First train the body, and then train the mind. The monks of Huangtian Temple are the only ones in the Litian world in terms of body training. Their strong physical body and mind make them smooth and have no shortcomings.

In their view, the flower umbrella is just a humanoid monster, and it is basically impossible to be the opponent of Monk Huijia, let alone such a head-on approach.

What monks are most afraid of is head-to-head confrontation, just like an extremely hard and smooth stone.

With a loud noise, a figure flew out and slid over a hundred meters. To everyone's surprise, it was not the humanoid monster that flew out, but Monk Huijia.

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