On the banks of the East China Sea.

Qian Moli's tall and burly body stood on the bow of the sky boat in the wind, and his long black hair swayed freely in the wind, watching a stream of light appearing in the west.

The ferryman was wearing green armor, and his hands were like eagle claws, grasping the neck of a man with wide head.

With his arm swung high, the man rushed towards the sky like a cannonball.

Qian Moli smiled slightly, and a cold murderous intent appeared in his eyes. His arms slowly raised, his wide sleeves shook, and one of the blood-colored swords suddenly appeared.

The sword is as thin as a cicada's wings, and its whole body is covered with blood red. It is the most treasure of the Demon Cult, the Demon-turning Blood-Divine Sword.

As the sleeves were swinging, the Demon-turning Blood-Divine Sword slashed past, and a blood mark flashed and disappeared.

The man who landed on the sky boat suddenly had a blood mark on his neck, and the look of fear in his eyes dissipated, losing all his brilliance, and one rolled on the deck.

Finally, he touched another corpse and stopped rolling.

The corpses were present on the deck, Qian Moli was carrying his hands on her back and carefully felt the thirty-six methods of Tiangang. Is this time the earth turned into steel?

The ferrymen from afar stood proudly between the heaven and earth, staring at Qian Moli with their eyes, and the atmosphere became heavier and heavier.

A depressed aura permeates the world. The ferryman is like a prehistoric beast. His powerful body is nurturing. When it reaches a certain peak, the ferryman will burst into a shocking attack.

Time passed by bit by bit, and it lasted about a quarter of an hour. The ferryman looked away, and the aura of destruction that was about to explode dissipated and turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the northern coast of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

In the south of Dongsheng Shenzhou, there is no more practitioner of the Thirty-Six Dharmas of Tiangang.

Qian Moli looked at the ferryman's departure back, his smile gradually became introverted. Has it reached the critical point?

It seems that I can't continue to take action, and that person will not allow him to continue to kill him.

Qian Moli's expression was solemn, and his eyes were filled with intriguing colors.

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Shendu, ten miles away.

An old man with white eyebrows was looking down at the ground. In front of the old man, Chen Miafa wore a coat, like a towering mountain.

He looked at the old man with cold eyes and said solemnly: "I have agreed to all the conditions of the holy monk in the past."

"It is time for the Holy Monk to fulfill his promise today."

Kong Xiang did not dare to look straight ahead, and said in a subtle tone: "I beg your Majesty in the past, please help."

"I will not break my promise, but I just ask Your Majesty to give me another time to allow me to go to Anjiang. After meeting Mr. Chen, after completing the cause and effect of the scriptures, your Majesty will deal with it at that time."

Chen Miafa sneered and said repeatedly: "The holy monk has gone to Anjiang, I am afraid he will not be able to come back."

"I believe in the holy monk so much and believe in the reputation of Landa Monastery. I never thought that the holy monk would be untrustworthy and planned to break his promise."

"It seems that Landa Temple is also a person who deceives the world and steals his reputation."

Chen Miafa's word is Zhu Xin. Orphans like Kong Xiang, who have become monks since childhood have always regarded temples as their homes. The one they value most is Landa Temple. They have been working hard for Landa Temple all their lives.

Lanta Temple is the weak point of the empty appearance. Chen Miefa, with the help of the power of Daqian, has long been aware of this, and his tone gradually increases and preaches: "I will issue an order to announce this matter to the world."

"I dare to deceive the emperor and commit crimes, and I will use the power of Da Qian to destroy Lanta Temple."

"All monks were demoted to slaves and went to the northwest to mine."

Kong Xiang looked plain, lowered his eyebrows and looked at the ground and toes. There was no change in his expression from beginning to end, and his tone was still swearing: "Landa Temple welcomed the Buddha treasure back, Zhongtu Duota Temple, Xitu Jinguang Temple, and three temples have been merged, and there are more than ten other Buddhist temples of all sizes."

"This number will continue to grow with the passage of time. It is already the general trend that the Dongsheng Shenzhou Buddhists united together."

"Only by doing one's own strength, not only can it be destroyed, but if one is determined to start a war, it will cause the disaster of overthrow."

"Your Majesty is not a living immortal god, so you must be honest and uphold your duty."

"If I don't die, I will definitely keep my promise."

As Kong Xiang finished speaking, he slowly lowered his eyebrows and walked towards Anjiang in the distance.

Kong Xiang's pace was slow, and his slow movements were like the old man in his seventies or eighties. Chen Miafa looked at Kong Xiang's back and disappeared without a trace, and there was coldness in his eyes. Under his wide sleeves, one hand was already tightly grasped.

Immortal God.

It's really hateful.

Kongxiang dared to threaten himself, but he was like a dog to Mr. Chen. Before he could summon Kongxiang, Kongxiang crawled over by himself.

Mr. Chen killed the immortal god in Anjiang.

As the heroes dispersed, the news has spread in Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Each of the heroes is a great figure in the Dongsheng Shenzhou. This time they joined forces, they still failed, which is a big blow to their reputation.

It will affect their reputation and even status, but when Mr. Chen kills the immortal god, all the problems will be solved.

It’s not that they can’t do it, but that Mr. Chen is too strong.

After their description, Mr. Chen’s ability was exaggerated to ten points.

Mr. Chen Da is a rare talent in Dongdi who has ever been seen in a thousand years. He is resourceful and has no choice but to be a person who is destined to be a ancestral figure.

Everyone praised him, and the impact was that another living immortal god appeared in the Dongsheng Shenzhou. He was terrifying and powerful, and he could slaughter the immortal god in his breath.

Such praise words are not strong enough to be substituted without personal experience. Many people are skeptical, but what happens in the future makes them scared.

Mr. Chen is relatively unfamiliar, but Mr. Chen actually wrote a letter to the war of such a terrifying figure, the head of the Hanging Mirror Division of the Heavenly Guardian Kingdom.

Suddenly, he successfully stepped on Chu Tiange's reputation and brought Mr. Chen to power.

Like a scorching sun, it is slowly rising.

Chen Miafa, who is not concerned about the complicated emotions and has a lot of worries.

Kongxiang walks very slowly, but with the peak strength of the mundane world, there is no need to rest like mortals. When the sun sets in the afternoon, Kongxiang walks to the shore of Anjiang River.

As he walked towards the An River step by step, the river water gradually began to swallow the empty phase.

Kong Xiang stepped on the bottom of the river step by step, like a thousand pounds, and did not float on the water surface. He walked forward all the way towards the Dragon King of Anjiang, and was discovered by the aquarium halfway.

One by one, the great demons stood in front of the Huoxiang, blocking the Huoxiang's path forward.

Behind the great demon were a group of Aquarius soldiers. They were wearing armor and holding weapons in their hands. The well-trained Aquarius elites were densely packed with more than a thousand.

Kong Xiang looked at a great monster in front of him and preached calmly. "Please inform me, Kong Xiang will come to pay homage."

"Hold on!"

The demon's eyes shrank, and he obviously knew about the Kongxiang of Landa Temple. He ordered a water clan to inform him that he and other great demons would stare at Kongxiang with caution.

About a quarter of an hour later, the aquarium had already rushed back. The monster nodded slowly and said to Kongxiang: "Please!"

The demon took the initiative to put away his weapons and avoided them. The remaining Aquarius soldiers made way aside. They lined up to the left and right positions, as if they were welcoming each other.

Kong Xiang moved forward step by step without any scruples, and soon arrived at Anjiang Dragon Palace.

Chen Qingfeng sat upright in the main seat in the hall, gently inciting the banana fan in his hand, and asked in a plain tone: "Where is the great monk?"

Kong Xiang shook his head slowly and said in a gentle tone: "I have returned to secular life, no longer a monk, and no longer have anything to do with Ranta Temple."

"I took the scriptures by myself. If the teacher has a plan, please be kind and proud. Don't impose them on the Landa Temple. Please come to me alone."

"Please be kind to you sir."

After a splash, he knelt down in front of Chen Qingfeng, and his forehead touched the ground.

Chen Qingfeng looked at this scene and seemed to be another Chen Qingfeng yelling at the sky.

I, Chen Qingfeng, was a good person in my previous life, but still was a good person in this life.

Why?

They don't understand me, Chen Qingfeng.

Everyone has such dirty thoughts, and the True Book is really not planning. They just don’t want such useless things and don’t want to be too involved with Buddhism.

Chen Qingfeng was speechless, and he couldn't wash it even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

Chen Qingfeng felt bitter in his heart, and the atmosphere was silent for a moment. Kongxiang couldn't help but kowtow repeatedly, without any saint monk's aura. But the more this happened, the more he could reflect Kongxiang's determination and sacrifice himself for justice for the sake of Ranta Temple.

Chen Qingfeng, who was watching all this, felt unhappy in his heart. He regarded himself as the great devil.

The third prince didn't stop dead, and he used the demons to slander himself.

Chen Qingfeng looked at Hei on the side. Hei looked calm at this moment and was indifferent to this scene. Isn’t it normal for his master to kill the immortals and gods?

Chen Qingfeng looked at the empty scene and couldn't help but move in his heart, empty scene, windless form.

Is this my own style?

Especially Kong Xiang is so sensible, what a good cannon fodder, no, the disciple candidate.

He reached out and raised his hand slightly to signal Kong Xiang to stand up. Chen Qingfeng said in a gentle tone: "Get up, the guest will be here soon."

"After going to Huaguo Mountain, we have to work together."

After Kong Xiang stood up, his eyes looked aware. Sure enough, the matter of Huaguoshan was all under Mr. Chen's plan.

Killing the Immortal God takes advantage of the situation to issue a war letter to Chu Tiange. I can’t figure out these days, as if there is something wrong with it?

Now that I have figured it out, I just miss the Huaguo Mountain.

Put Huaguo Mountain in the middle, seize the fortune and go to Huaguo Mountain, plunder the fortune from Huaguo Mountain, and then return to Zhongtu and fight Chu Tiange.

This link is like a gear, making people feel frightened.

The true scriptures were taken away by Mr. Chen Da’s calculations. This was to buy money for life. At that time, he deliberately did not take the initiative to give them, and he also created opportunities for himself. He took advantage of the situation to impress Duota Temple Huihai and Jinguang Temple Faru, allowing Buddhist forces to merge.

Everything is under the control of Mr. Chen.

Chen Qingfeng looked at the empty scene that he understood again, and his heart was extremely irritable. Mr. Chen, who was not afraid of heaven or earth, was afraid of such small eyes.

I was about to tell something, but suddenly I looked upwards.
Chapter completed!