"Come here! Come here quickly!" The immortals not far away waved to Yiwu Saint Monk frequently.

Yiwu Saint Monk shook violently, and the spiritual platform suddenly became extremely clear.

"Illusions arise from the heart, they are colorless and formless, everything is empty..." He muttered silently, closed his eyes, and did not dare to look again.

Suddenly, a girl's cry sounded in his mind: "Go over quickly! The past will be the Paradise!"

"Amitabha..." Beads of sweat broke out on the forehead of Yiwu Saint Monk.

However, he didn't want to move, his legs stopped working, and he started to walk forward. Monk Yiwu was shocked, but there was nothing he could do. It was like sitting in a car, with no decision left to him.

"Kekeke, Holy Monk, we are almost there!"

Seeing that he was approaching the colorful layer, Yiwu Saint Monk suddenly shouted: "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Hate the Heavenly Jade Girl! I don't want this poor monk to go out and bring trouble to the world!"

After saying this, his whole body suddenly emitted golden light, and then the whole body split apart, bursting into brilliant colors like fireworks, and then dissipated in the void like a flash in the pan.

The consciousness of Yiwu Saint Monk exploded.

"No! I hate it so much..." Hentian Jade Girl let out a desperate scream.

In the darkness of nothingness, at the edge of the Pearl of Memory, a cocoon glowing with black light slowly formed...

In the living room on the first floor of the Jingxin Hall, the light from Saint Yiwu suddenly dissipated, and the little Shuiling sitting opposite him closed his eyes and fainted in the wicker chair.

Nie Yuan, who was kneeling next to him, was wondering when he suddenly felt a gust of breeze blowing against his face, followed by a sharp pain in his mind, and he suddenly felt like the world was spinning. He said "Ah!" and fell unconscious.

The morning dawn broke, the earth began to turn white, and the soft morning sunlight shone into the house. The county magistrate Nie Yuan woke up and turned around.

When he opened his eyes, his pupils dilated instantly. He was so frightened that he opened his mouth to scream. However, he reacted very quickly and quickly covered his mouth.

I saw a holy monk lying on the ground, with a hideous and terrifying face, his eyes wide open, and he had been out of breath for a long time, while the little Shuiling was sleeping in a chair, breathing evenly, which made him let out a sigh of relief.

"The holy monk is dead! Why do you think so? Holy monk, holy monk, when will you die? You will die when I come here, how can I tell? No, this pot is too big, I can't

If I can’t carry it, I’d better run!”

Nie Yuan looked around and saw that the yard was quiet. He hurriedly picked up Shui Ling and slipped out like a thief.

Yiwu Shengsheng did not make a mistake in his calculation. Last night was indeed his death, but what he didn't expect was that the person who brought him death was not Guo Bin or Lan Yue'er, but an eight-year-old little girl.

Last night was destined to be a night of turbulent undercurrents. Just as Guo Bin was persuading Yiwusheng to surrender, at the other end of Leiyue Temple, a courtyard in the northeast corner was also rolling in waves and bustling with activity.

Qingya Courtyard, although the courtyard is not big, it is fresh and elegantly decorated, with birds singing and flowers fragrant. This is the place where Leiyue Temple is dedicated for the emperor and queen mother to rest.

The night was getting thick, and there were forests of swords and guns outside the courtyard, with flags and flags for hunting. Five hundred imperial guardsmen surrounded the entire courtyard, while Queen Mother He was sleeping soundly in her room.

On the roof of a hall about a hundred meters away from the courtyard, there is also a person standing. This person is wearing a Taoist robe, holding a whisk, and looks like a fairy. He is the third in command of the Yin Yang Demon Sect.

"Month Commander" Du Chunyang.

His mission this time was to kidnap the Queen Mother He, and then coerce the emperor's three brothers, the three princes of the current dynasty, and the Queen Mother He's three sons to rebel.

This is the true purpose of the Yin-Yang Demon Sect's trip. As for persuading Yi Wu Sheng Monk to surrender, it is just to hold him back and avoid causing trouble. It would be best if he could submit to nature, and it is reasonable not to submit.

Du Chunyang couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he thought that Guo Bin was assigned the task of going to Monk Yiwu to stroke the tiger's beard.

"This task is too easy. Catching an old woman is not like trying to get something out of a bag? Do you want me to do it myself? It's really overkill! I just don't know what the situation is like at Guo Bin. Don't be crippled by that old bald donkey, right?

Quack, quack, quack…”

A cloud quietly covered the bright moon, the silver moonlight suddenly disappeared, and the night became darker.

"good chance!"

Du Chunyang stood up, flew across the sky like a ghost, flew silently over the heads of the five hundred imperial guards, and landed lightly on the branch of a purple bamboo in the other courtyard. The bamboo branch did not even tremble.

one time.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Du Chunyang's mouth. He flicked the duster in his hand, and four energy bolts shot out. The four guards guarding the door of the Queen Mother's bedroom trembled and became motionless.

"February Order Lord" Du Chunyang showed a proud look on his face and fell to the ground like a fallen leaf. Just as he was about to take a step, suddenly a blast of energy shot through the air from behind, and there were hundreds of tiny ice beads mixed in the aura.

, the speed is so fast that even the air makes a hissing sound. If this happens for a while, even a person made of copper and iron will be beaten into a sieve!

Du Chunyang's eyes flashed, and the fly whisk in his hand instantly danced into a curtain of light behind him, with streaks of red light emitting from the curtain, and flames spurting out from it.

"Chi chi chi chi..."

Countless ice beads exploded into ice shavings, stirring in the air, and then melted into mist and dissipated in the air.

Du Chunyang staggered forward for three or four steps before he stood still. He was shocked: "This person's skill is only higher than mine. Who the hell is going to mess with me?"

He flicked his whisk and retreated to a corner, looking up and glaring at the roof.

The clouds passed by and the moon emerged again. On the roof of Qingya Villa, there were actually two people standing side by side!

One of them was an old monk, who turned out to be Master Tai'a, the abbot of Leiyue Temple, while the other was a sloppy little old man with a dark broadsword stuck on his back, which looked a bit nondescript.

The little old man chuckled and said: "Master Tai'a, I thought that you would be neglected in practicing Qigong due to your busy schedule in the temple, but I didn't expect that your Great Fool's Palm has become much better than before. Just now, you did this move of 'water turns into ice'

', This is really an eye-opener for me. If you ask me, when it comes to palm skills, you are the best in the world!"

Master Tai'a, the abbot of Leiyue Temple, stood with one palm in front of his chest and said with a smile: "Amitabha, you are so complimentary, Almsgiver You. Who in the world doesn't know your title of 'The Best Sword in the World'? You dominate the world with a single sword that kills gods."

, the three unique skills of killing demons, destroying gods, and breaking heaven and earth are unstoppable, and I consider myself to be no match."
Chapter completed!