When he mentioned the sharp sword, he was about to slash his neck.

Abbot ~

Everyone was shocked.

Abbot Huiyun sighed, if you insist on staying, I will set out early.

Seeing that the abbot was so determined, everyone was deeply saddened.

Abbot, put the sword down quickly and we will leave.

Seeing the monks leaving one by one, the abbot sighed.

Half a day later ~

In the devil's cave, Murong Qing and a group of people came to Xiaoguang Temple with murderous intent.

In front of the main hall of Xiaoguang Temple, it was empty at this time.

In the hall, there was only an old man holding a rosary cross-legged on the ground.

Good, you old bald donkey, you actually lied to me.

Murong Qing's eyes suddenly fell on Abbot Huiyun.

Behind Murong Qing, several elders were all in a mess.

They had already been determined to break into the devil's cave with such great difficulty.

But I never thought that even if they entered the formation map, they would not be able to obtain that thing.

This can only show one problem, the thing must be in Xiaoguang Temple.

Because the territory of the Demon Cave is guarded by Xiaoguang Temple.

This thief monk, the thief, robbed himself.

What made the Murong family even more unacceptable was that Su Xun massacred a hundred monks and several elders.

And these losses are enough to cause heavy damage to the Murong family.

Therefore, Murong Qing was also murderous at this time.

The old monk said, where is the thing...

Where is Su Xun...

Abbot Huiyun shook his head and continued to pull the rosary, no longer speaking.

Do you think I can't kill you?

Murong Qing's eyes suddenly became cold, and he slammed his palm towards Abbot Huiyun's chest.

Boom ~

Abbot Huiyun had no choice to hide.

Puff ~

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

When will the revenge be repaid? Even if the donor kills me, I still don’t know.

Humph, then you go and die!

Another palm was swung out, directly shattering Abbot Huiyun's heart veins.

The light in Abbot Huiyun's eyes gradually faded away.

He is dead!

Murong Chong glanced at the old monk who was falling to the ground indifferently.

Father, why didn’t he choose to fight? Murong Xian asked out his doubts.

From his perspective, Abbot Huiyun's strength should have the power to fight at least when he is equal to his father.

But the fact is that the old monk did not choose to fight.

Resist, what's the use of resisting?

Even if he resisted, he could not escape from Xiaoyao City.

Because someone bought his life.

The old monk has already set up a game, and since the beginning of this game, his life and death have no meaning.

Because, things are not on him.

When Murong Xian heard this, he felt awe-inspiring.
Chapter completed!