"You can't escape."

Seeing the opponent's clumsy flying speed, Yang Yunfan snorted and slowly turned his palms.

boom!

A touch of dark golden Hunyuan power condensed into a Nine Mountains Zhen boundary seal, which rushed directly into the sky and stopped in front of the red-robed monk.

"Buzz..."

Soon, the power of Hunyuan stimulated the evolution of the palm prints, and a faint sacred mountain appeared in the void above the head of the red-robed monk.

There is a mysterious Taoist palace built on each sacred mountain.

There are a total of nine Taoist palaces in the Nine Divine Mountains. After the Taoist palaces, there are various mysterious roads involved, which are so mysterious that they form a senior sister of their own, as if suppressing nine underground caves where demons are rampant.

"town!"

Following Yang Yunfan's mouth, a short syllable burst out.

"boom!"

The next moment, the phantom of the nine-layered sacred mountain became extremely condensed, as if it were a real existence, and was suppressed with a huff.

"Buzz——"

In the void under the Nine Divine Mountains, the power of the world has almost come to a standstill, and even space has been completely locked.

"No!"

The head of the red-robed monk was flying slower and slower, and he knew that he could not escape at all.

Moreover, he also noticed that his head was getting more and more dizzy.

After Yang Yunfan crushed his neck, a ray of Hunyuan power entered his head, making his soul feel like it was filled with lead. It was difficult to operate and he almost fell into a deep sleep.

"Sword Master of Shushan, I have something to say..."

"The poor monk has been practicing for countless years and finally entered the eternal realm. I don't want to be sealed."

He begged hard.

However, Yang Yunfan remained indifferent and made it clear that he wanted to kill him.

This time, he was completely anxious.

Feeling blessed, he suddenly thought of the mighty holy image and shouted decisively: "Sword Master of Shushan, the poor monk has surrendered. The poor monk is willing to surrender. The poor monk is even willing to return to secular life and worship at the Shushan Sword Palace.

Your Excellency is at your service. I just ask you to spare this poor monk a piece of cake."

Everyone present has seen Yang Yunfan's method of dealing with the Black Feather Demon Lord.

At this moment, the red-robed monk didn't need to think too much. He immediately knew that he would probably end up with the Black Feather Demon Lord.

When he thought about how he would spend the next few days in darkness, he was so frightened that he even said the words of returning to secular life.

"I feel your sincerity."

"It's a pity that you have long

You are old and ugly, and I have no interest in you."

Yang Yunfan sneered and took out a dusty stone box from his arms. This stone box was almost exactly the same as the one he used to suppress the Black Feather Demon Lord.

"No!"

Seeing this stone box, the red-robed monk had already anticipated his fate for the rest of his life... He was so frightened that his soul trembled, his eyes rolled, and he fainted.

Death is not terrible.

Eternal darkness and endless seals are truly terrifying to Eternal Realm monks like them.

"Don't be afraid."

"I'm just lending you your head!"

Yang Yunfan grabbed the red-robed monk's head and soul core with a big hand and sealed them in the stone box.

"Wearing a red robe, he is a monk from Lingguang Temple, right?"

Yang Yunfan was holding the stone box with one hand. In his eyes, the dark golden power of Hunyuan was flowing faintly. It had an indescribable force of deterrence, like an unparalleled god and demon.

He turned his eyes and glanced coldly at the many remaining silent monks, and said in an unhurried tone: "Excuse me, everyone, go back and tell the abbot of Lingguang Temple. If you want this master to go back safely, let's make the sneak attack just now."

My bald donkey from Leiyin Temple came to my Shushan Sword Palace to bear a thorn and apologize!"

"Otherwise, I will enshrine this master's head in the Fire Spirit Realm and Fire Lin City, so that everyone in the world will know my methods."

Wow!

As soon as this was said, countless people were in an uproar.

The Grand Master of the Eternal Realm of Lingguang Temple is not a demon.

If it is suppressed in the Fire Spirit Realm, where does this put the face of the Lingguang Temple lineage?

Where should I put the face of the Buddhist lineage?

However, the Shushan Sword Master is so cruel, who dares to stand up for the monks of Lingguang Temple at this time?

Isn’t that seeking death?

"Remember, I do what I say!"

After leaving behind a ruthless word, Yang Yunfan turned around and turned into a dark golden light, leaving the hillside.

…

Ten minutes passed.

"Did he really leave?"

Yang Yunfan's aura has dissipated for a long time, but the monks are still afraid of Yang Yunfan's power and dare not move.

It wasn't until it was completely confirmed that Yang Yunfan had really left that they returned to their original state one by one.

"call……"

"This evil star is finally gone!"

At this moment, all the ancient Buddha sages, who usually have solemn treasures, patted their chests and gasped for air.

Just for a moment, they found that their backs were soaked.

The pressure Yang Yunfan brought to them was really too great.

"Just now, I was really scared to death. I thought the Shushan Sword Master would go on a killing spree and suppress all of us."

"Fortunately, the Shushan Sword Master is not a member of the devil's path after all, and is not so crazy."

"Alas...it's a pity that [Master Jueming] from Lingguang Temple became the scapegoat for Monk Shiyuan."

They each looked at each other, with a sense of joy in their eyes showing that they had survived the disaster.

At the same time, they scolded Monk Shiyuan of Leiyin Temple so badly that they all blamed this guy for coming up with some crooked idea and taking action against the Shushan Sword!

The most disgusting thing is that he injured the bronze crane.

No one in the world knows that that bronze crane is the confidant of the Shushan Sword Master. It is loyal and serves the Shushan Sword Master from his humble beginnings.

Such a loyal old servant was now beaten to the point of death in front of his face, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

If it were him, he would be furious!

…

far away.

A place with dense forests.

There are many shades of trees and towering ancient trees.

"Buzz..."

Suddenly, ripples like water waves slowly appeared on the surface of a huge oak tree. Soon after, the bark cracked, and a young monk wearing gray monk robes with a handsome face walked out, but his eyes were extremely sinister at this moment.

.

This young monk is naturally Bodhidharma.

"Thunder Ruler!"

Master Bodhi's eyes were cold and stern, staring at the distant hillside, with a tone of jealousy and remorse: "No wonder, I searched all over Leiyin Temple and couldn't find this treasure. It turns out that I was a step late, this Leiyin Ruler has already been

I was captured by this monk!"

"Master, the Shushan Sword Master is invincible, and the Yin Bone Demon Master is proficient in the secret arts of the soul, and he just happens to restrain us... Next, shall we leave or stay?" Xu Tongzi looked at the side with a sense of sadness. On his green face, he was full of emotions.

Overcome the vicissitudes of life.

After this period of experience, Master Bodhi relied on his cultivation to become so strong that even if he was injured, he recovered instantly, but it was hard for him.

In the past few days, he had suffered more than he had suffered in his previous life.

no way.
Chapter completed!