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Although the relationship between the Nine Truths of the South China League is not harmonious, they are never vague in unison with each other. No matter how they fight each other, they will never allow them to come to deceive others.

"I wonder who Lingqing is?" He didn't care about Kōkai's life or death. He was quite interested in the guy who dared to ignore the real name of the Ninth League of South China League and bullied him.

"What is the situation between the two?" Ji Wu Zhenren is different from the matter of being concerned about, and the content of the question is naturally very different. If Kōkai is killed by someone, then Nine Zhen of the Nan League will become a huge joke. As the initiator of the Nan League, Ji Wu Zhenren naturally pays more attention to Kōkai.

"That man is Zhu'er's father, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and Long Yao." Tang Cheng said lightly, without any intention of hiding it.

The Nine Real People in the South Alliance are strong and strong, but compared with the East China Dragon Palace, which has been passed down for thousands of years, they are still not an enemy of the same level. Since Long Yao became the leader of the clan, the East China Dragon Palace has been humble from the inside, and there are few dragon clans walking outside, so they have not made a name for themselves. However, for the masters of the soul who understand the inside story, they are extremely afraid of Long Yao.

"After a punch, Monk Kūkai was defeated and fled, and he was in a state of conscience."

After hearing this, Ji Wu Zhenren was speechless. Although he knew that Long Yao's strength was unpredictable, the difference was so big that they still couldn't believe it. But what Tang Cheng said was not a lie, but the reason was very simple. Tang Cheng's aura at this time was a huge difference before. It was obviously because of his great improvement in cultivation, and it must be the result of taking the Creation Pill.

"Wanfang Island, Hailing Temple!" Master Jue said lightly.

"Thank you!" Tang Cheng smiled and bowed out. Zhen Yao quickly chased after him from behind and apologized: "Brother Cheng, what happened before..." Tang Cheng said decisively: "The previous thing has nothing to do with Sister Zhen, and it is a helpless move to make such a choice. You and I understand it."

"Long live understanding!" Zhen Yao smiled and watched Tang Cheng go away. After Tang Cheng left, Ji Wu Zhenren pondered for a while and said, "Can we just let it go?"

The Master Suffering sighed: "For three hundred years, no Yuanshen monk has been born in the entire Nan League. Have we taken the wrong path? If the disaster is imminent today, I will not participate in the matter of seeking justice!"

Zhenren Ji Wu smiled bitterly and said nothing. As the Nine Heavenly Tribulations of the Southern League approached, the Southern League actually felt like a building was about to fall. After hundreds of years of hard work, Zhenren Ji Wu felt quite uncomfortable.

Wanfang Island is not big. It lies at the end of the chain of pearl islands in the SANG League, and it goes deepest into the South China Sea. This Wanfang Island has no characteristics. Before the monk Konghai built the temple here, the island was deserted, with only tenacious insects and mice living here. However, since Hailing Temple became famous, this desolate island has gradually become prosperous.

Especially Hailing Temple is known to be a religion but not apart. No matter how humble monsters are, they can be worshipped by Hailing Temple. This relaxed condition makes Wanfang Island a complete collection of sea monsters. Snakes, shrimps, fish, and monsters are all available, making people feel dazzling.

The reason for this is that Monk Konghai is one of the two demon cultivators in the Nine Truths of the Southern League, and the other is the King of Sea Ling Cangtian. Since the completion of Hailing Temple, many disciples have transplanted coconut trees here. For more than a hundred years, the roads of this Hailing Temple have been covered with thick coconut trees, which has turned into a view of the South China Sea.

The breeze came, and the wide leaves on the coconut trees were swaying by the wind. Tangcheng stepped on Wanfang Island, which attracted a malicious attention. Few human monks set foot on Wanfang Island, because the monk Konghai did not like the human race, and the monsters here were all poor ghosts. The monks of the Southern League, who were interested in profit, naturally did not want to waste time on Wanfang Island. Because of this, the arrival of Tangcheng naturally seemed very abrupt.

Tang Cheng looked at the malicious gazes around him without seeing them, and smiled. Most of these guys looked like the Yuan Liquid Stage, and their strength was insignificant. Some of them were even in the Qi Refining Stage and were not completely transformed, and even the heads of monsters were retained. The strange-shaped heads were shaved and shaved, which was very funny.

In front of the mountain gate of Hailing Temple, two statues of lions are on one side, which looks quite inconsistent. There is a couplet on both sides of the mountain gate, namely: The evening drum and morning bells shock the dreams of sentient beings, and thousands of scriptures bring thousands of volumes of scripture to the sea spirit.

Three large gilded characters in Hailing Temple are carved on red sandalwood and hung horizontally in the middle of the mountain gate. A fat novice monk shook his body to the front of Tangcheng and said in a bad voice: "Hailing Temple will not receive foreign guests today, leave quickly!"

Although he was very impatient, the young and fat novice monk, who was extremely impatient, did not speak ill of bad words. This was already the teachings of Monk Konghai.

Tang Cheng smiled at the fat novice monk and said, "I am a villain, I can't do it without reception!" As he said that, he raised his foot and took a step. When the steps fell gently, the earth roared. The majestic mountain gate of Hailing Temple collapsed, and smoke and dust rose in an instant.

The fat shady monk looked at all this in a daze, and after a long time, he screamed in a shrill voice: "Ahhh! Someone is here to make trouble!"

Tang Cheng walked past the fat shaman leisurely, and ignored his screams that were comparable to the sound killing skills, as if he had not realized it. When he walked into the inner courtyard of Hailing Temple, he could see the huge size of the temple. The white jade-paved ground was crisscrossed, and it was more than three meters wide. In front of him was the main hall of Hailing Temple, with green tiles and flying eaves shining brightly in the sun.

On both sides, one side is the Sutra Hall and the other side is the monk's house. No matter which side, the buildings are magnificent and magnificent, with the atmosphere of immortals, which is definitely not comparable to ordinary temples.

There is a monk Konghai who is the backer in Hailing Temple. For a hundred years, no foreign enemies have arrived. This moment of attack has caused Hailing Temple to be in chaos.

Some guys flew into the air and watched, while some guys ran blankly on the ground, and their messy looks were not an exaggeration. Looking at this scene, Tang Cheng shook his head and sighed. Is there no talent in the huge Hailing Temple?

"Don't be confused!" A loud shout sounded like thunder. Everyone looked up blankly and saw a huge monk wearing a cassock but with half of his hair trembling angrily.

"Disciples from all over the world will be in their original position, and no noise shall be made, and those who violate the order shall be killed." The person who spoke was the three Yuandan disciples of Hailing Temple. In Hailing Temple, monk Konghai has always treated everyone equally, without the distinction between true disciples and inner disciples. However, every group must have outstanding people, and Hailing Temple is no exception. The three of them travel far away to the same level, surpassing the Qunren, and are known as the Three Shows of Hailing.

This bold monk is one of them. With the Dharma name Shenxiu, he practiced Buddhism thoroughly. The relics were already formed and were already at the Arhat fruit. For the Taoist sect, the Yuan Dan was divided into the upper, middle and lower grades, and the relics of Buddhism were naturally no exception.

Hailing Temple was built by Kūkai, but he had no intention of establishing a sect with strict hierarchy. Therefore, no matter whether these people came sooner or later, whether their cultivation was high or low, they would enter the sect of Hailing Temple, and they would be second-generation disciples and all the same as brothers.

But Shenxiu was famous, and his words suddenly made the messy Hailing Temple quiet. Shenxiu swept his tiger eyes, and among a shining bald head, Tangcheng, with a crane in a bun, entered the group of chickens, so conspicuous that he was recognized by Shenxiu at one glance.

"Who are you? You are so angry that you can get into my Hailing Temple?" Shen Xiu stared at Tang Cheng tightly, and slowly took out the magic weapon and karma pestle from his hand.

Tang Cheng flew lightly into the air, looking at the look, as if it was being swept up by the breeze, and smiled and said, "Am I just here to seek justice?"

"Capture!" Tang Cheng was obviously not good at it. The heroes on the sea did not move to repay their grievances with virtue. Since Tang Cheng destroyed the mountain gate, he captured it and handed it over to Kong Hai to return. But once he took action, these guys didn't understand what to hold back. As soon as Shen Xiu finished speaking, dozens of crude magic weapons were rushing from all directions to Tang Cheng.

The wind and thunder wings instantly emerged, and a lightning storm, and the raging waves swept across the world. The fierce light of lightning was like a net, and the shoddy magic weapons made by the demon spirits in the sea were trained into pieces in the blink of an eye and sprinkled everywhere.

Tang Cheng flapped his wings and crossed a thousand feet of space in a flash. In an instant, he attacked Shen Xiu, with his finger incomparable crazy.

Shen Xiu's expression suddenly changed. He raised the karma pestle in his hand. With a roar of breaking everything, a huge golden cross suddenly burst out, with the divine power and golden cross, with the center facing Tangcheng.

Karma pestle, also known as Karma Vajra or Cross Karma, is crossed by three pestles, symbolizing the breaking of the twelve links of dependent origination. Among Buddhist monks, it is a magic weapon. Among the magic weapons that were crushed with wind and thunder wings, there were seven or eight karma pestle magic weapons refined from corals, shells, etc.

However, this one in Shenxiu's hand is different. His cultivation is deep and his magic weapon is extraordinary. It is a top-grade magic weapon made of sunken silver under the sea. The two are superimposed, making this blow full of power.

Just the rest of the situation had already plowed a trench about a foot deep in the inner courtyard of Hailing Temple. The reason for this was that Shenxiu acted hastily, which made his power unable to be restrained and his power was three points weaker. However, Shenxiu felt the crisis of life and death and did not underestimate it.

In the courtyard of Hailing Temple, the guys who were in trouble with the disaster resisted one after another, but were also shocked by Shenxiu's horror, thinking that the enemy might be destroyed in the next moment!

However, when Tang Cheng faced this attack that made Shen Xiu lose his strength, the protruding finger did not change at all. Four rotating flying swords twisted into the sharpest spear at the fingertips of Tang Cheng. Tang Cheng did not understand the sword energy of the sky technique of the Wangyou Zhenren, and lacked practice. Therefore, when fighting from a distance, Tang Cheng's sword technique always had defects, and it was difficult to have no flaws as mentioned in the secret book.

But now, Tang Cheng controlled it at his fingertips and fought in close combat, but it was no difficulty. With a slight contact between the flying sword and the golden cross, how could the golden cross condensed with the energy compete with these four top-grade flying swords? It was cut into pieces in the blink of an eye and cracked into the purest vitality.

"Diet!" Tang Cheng shouted lightly, and the four flying swords were like soul-chasing messengers, and they immediately followed closely, stabbed Shen Xiu's naked furry chest, and were about to open his stomach.
Chapter completed!