Chapter 180

Ye Xuan vaguely had a hunch that although he did not turn into a God with the help of faith, the world's faith in him would play an extremely powerful role in his crossing the nine immortals robbery.

"Become an immortal!"

"I will become an immortal in the world!"

Ye Xuan clenched his fists, his eyes were extremely firm, and he was whispering to himself, because only when he became an immortal, he could live forever, and he could really take his first step until he ascended to the Ninth Heaven, sat on the throne of the emperor of heaven, let all immortals come and worship.

"Sir!"

Suddenly.

Gu Beichen was bleeding all over and quickly entered the Qingyun building. Even his voice trembled slightly.

Looking at such a scene, ye Xuan turned from his thoughts, frowned and said, "what happened?"

"Sir, i... we encountered a great enemy... All 13 people in the underworld were killed... Huang pangzi was also captured by the other party. I fought hard to get out of the siege and survived." Gu Beichen's face turned red, even his voice was trembling, and the blood at the corner of his mouth could not stop overflowing.

"Huh?"

Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold killing opportunity crossed his eyes. A blood colored pill was thrown directly at Gu Beichen, which made Gu Beichen take it quickly, and the injury in his body was gradually suppressed.

"Speak slowly. I want to know what happened."

Ye Xuan looked a little sinister. You know, every member of the underworld he built is the elite of the elite. Every loss of a member is a great loss to the underworld, not to mention the death of 13 core members of the underworld?

"Sir, according to your instructions, we members of the underworld are divided into four groups..."

As Gu Beichen talked, ye Xuan's face gradually became extremely cold. An extremely terrible killing machine bloomed around him, which also reduced the temperature around the whole house to freezing point.

According to Ye Xuan's instructions, members of the underworld went to various forces to copy their families and destroy their families, and collected a large number of cultivation secrets. In the early stage, some ancient martial families were naturally not rivals of the underworld, but when they set foot on xiaoleiyin, they encountered a great enemy.

Just two old monks directly injured Gu Beichen. Although Huang pangzi was crafty, he didn't expect xiaoleiyin temple to be so strong and captured by the other party. Thirteen members of the underworld died miserably in xiaoleiyin temple.

Bang!

With a loud noise, ye Xuan slapped the stone table in front of him as fly ash. The extremely terrible anger surrounded him. When his eyes opened and closed, the extremely poisonous color was flashing.

"Those who dare to kill me?"

"If I don't frustrate you, how can I solve my hatred?"

Ye Xuan made a cruel noise, which was obviously angry.

"Junting."

"My subordinates are here."

"Summon the members of the underworld who stayed in Jiangnan City to go to xiaoleiyin temple with me and don't kill all these old bald donkeys. Doesn't it show that I can't deceive the underworld?"

"Yes, sir."

The two had a short conversation, but Gu Beichen hesitated, then stopped talking and said, "Sir, Huang Pang is in the hands of these thieves. I'm just afraid..."

"Hum, if fat Huang is poisoned, I'll let them taste what life is better than death." Ye Xuan said coldly.

……

Xiaoleiyin temple, located in the southwest, has stood for thousands of years in the land of China, the state of Xia.

It is said that in the distant past, the aura of heaven and earth still exists. The Buddha sits in xiaoleiyin temple, and its Dharma spreads all over the world, which makes the world admire xiaoleiyin temple.

However, with the arrival of the end of heaven and earth, xiaoleiyin Temple gradually faded out of the world. There is a good saying that thin dead camels are bigger than horses. Even if the end of heaven and earth, the inside information of xiaoleiyin temple is not comparable to that of other forces.

Spring is warm and blooming, the temple is peaceful, and the sound of evening drums and morning bells is coming. The sound of murmuring and chanting scriptures is sounded in the temple, which makes people seem to fall into the pure land of Buddhism.

In the temple.

An old monk with a sad face looked as old as a hundred years old. He kept twisting the Buddha beads in his hand and recited a long-standing Vajra Sutra.

"Elder martial brother Pudu, ye Xuan's cultivation is terrible and spreads the blood gas swallowing method to the world. Ordinary people outside call him God ye. If I'm not wrong, he should have stepped into the ranks of immortals, and we killed his people and imprisoned his subordinates in the town demon tower. I'm afraid he won't give up."

An old monk in Huajia, his white eyebrows are wrinkled, his face is full of sadness, and his voice is sad.

"Although we have obtained the blood gas swallowing method, we have just begun to practice, and there is still a long way to go from the golden elixir realm. If the king Ye comes to the door, wouldn't our thousands of years of inheritance of xiaoleiyin temple be destroyed?" Another old monk made a sound of worry.

"Hum, younger martial brother Puhui, is he also called the God King? But it's just an evil spirit. " The old monk of Puhang roared.

"Yes, ye Xuan slaughtered all the major forces at the top of Wushan mountain, which is basically an evil practice. According to external rumors, ye Xuan didn't know how many innocent creatures he slaughtered. How did he deserve the name of the God King?" Another old monk said angrily.

"Amitabha, goodness is goodness."

Purdue's Buddha beads stopped turning. He slowly opened his eyes, and the Scriptures in his mouth stopped at this moment. The color of sadness on his face became more intense.

"Ye Xuan has killed too much. He wants to kill all the forces in the world and create an era world of his own. My xiaoleiyin temple will help all the people in the world. Even if the temple is destroyed and people die, he must not compromise with evil spirits." The old monk Purdue uttered his grief.

"Elder martial brother, you should think twice before you act. Our xiaoleiyin temple is by no means his opponent." The Puzhi old monk trembled slightly.

Step, step!

Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps came from a distance. A little monk came to several old monks quickly. His forehead was full of cold sweat and his face was extremely pale.

"Great things are bad, masters. The God ye is leading the underworld to our xiaoleiyin temple." The little monk is frightened and makes a sound. If you listen carefully, you will find that there is a great vibrato in his voice.

"Amitabha, it seems that it's time to show the power of my little Leiyin temple." Old monk Pudu put his hands together and his voice was vast and broad.

"Master... Elder martial brother... Do you want to use the demon subduing pestle?" Old monk Pratt Whitney asked in a trembling voice.

"No, elder martial brother. The demon subduing pestle is the treasure of the town temple. The first generation of ancestors left a last word. It can't be used unless the temple is destroyed and people die."

"That's right. Why don't we return the subordinates of King ye, take out the Buddhist script as compensation and give it to King Ye. It's not too late to kill the devil until we have completed the blood gas swallowing method."

"Amitabha."

Old monk Pudu recited the Buddha's name, and his voice said sadly, "whoever should come will come eventually. Even if my xiaoleiyin temple is willing to bow its head to the king ye, how can he let me go?"