He also knows something about those so-called ascended ones, and it is undeniable that their talents are indeed good.

Since you want to choose a place to establish your sect, you must choose the best place.

"Devil!"

In fact, there was no need for him to follow Li Qing'an, but the mountain owner told him before leaving that he must keep an eye on these bald donkeys.

Zhu Changluo said angrily: "A person?"

"hehe!"

But this seems a bit too boring.

Looking at the ruins in front of him, Kong Xuan was completely dumbfounded.

Even a sect with a long tradition like Jianshan would not take the risk to find trouble with a martial immortal.

Han Jie didn't want to stay here at all, but after hearing Li Qingan's order, he agreed without hesitation.

Kong Xuan raised one hand in front of his chest, recited a Buddha's name softly, and said calmly: "That's natural."

"Oh?" Han Jie looked at the four people, slightly surprised, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that there are some good people here."

"Of course, please ask your emperor to move his seat!"

Everyone quickly left the forest and rushed to Songshan Mountain.

Jiagul vomited blood, his face full of shock.

Although this was not his full blow, it was still 70% powerful.

Han Jie walked out of the brothel and arrived outside the palace in just a few steps.

Tianlong Bayin!

The sea of ​​blood surges!

A figure that looked like a demon appeared from the sea of ​​blood, surrounded by evil spirits.

He couldn't have made a mistake, this was the old site of Shaolin.

"Everyone, please come with me!"

How can this be?

With the strength of a few people, they arrived at Songshan Mountain in just half a day.

The monk who followed Kong Xuan nodded slightly and quickly turned around and left.

Still wearing the familiar black robe.

These monks...

However, he did not have a good impression of Buddhism in the Western Regions.

"The palace is an important place, stop anyone coming!"

The great elder ordered him to choose a suitable place to establish the sect in Jianshan. After walking all the way, it seemed that this place was the most suitable place.

"I won't leave!"

In this world today, is there anyone who doesn’t know about Jin Yiwei?

The tone of this person's words made him feel strange.

As the words fell, dark clouds gathered in the sky thousands of miles away, and evil energy surged into the sky in an instant.

"This is……"

After all, they now have a cooperative relationship with Dazhi Zen Temple. If necessary, he does not want to make their relationship too tense.

"Hmph!" Jiagul snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "I really think you are the emperor. If there are no royal guards here, you are nothing."

Wuxian!

"The poor monk wants to repair the temple here. If donor Li has something to do, he can take the first step."

Kong Xuan frowned slightly.

Jiagul struggled to stand up and said coldly: "Zhu Changluo, recognize the reality."

Countless Shaolin disciples were brutally slaughtered!

Zhu Changluo suddenly changed color.

Han Jie walked into the palace step by step and took a leisurely stroll.

Black robe hunting!

Seriously speaking, today's Shaolin monks have little to do with him, but Shaolin's thousand-year heritage has now been destroyed, and this matter must be investigated clearly.

A group of soldiers from the West Factory and the 24th Guards kept retreating, looking horrified.

But as long as you find the Buddhist temple in the lower realm, everything will be clear.

However, he had no intention of intervening in this matter.

Letting a martial immortal accompany you, Dazhi Zen Temple is not just a simple escape.

When this happens, there is only one possibility...

Han Jie was unmoved at all, and the moment the fist light approached, it shattered.

Accompanied by the clear sound of the sword, Zhu Changluo reached out and pulled out the long sword of the guard on the side, and shouted angrily: "This is my palace, there is no reason for me to leave."

Yuan Changqing was startled, and his face changed slightly.

Yuan Changqing's doubts deepened.

After saying this, he directly ordered the tantric disciples around him to rush forward.

"Whatever you want is fine."

Jianshan doesn't need an emperor or anything like that!

The movement outside the palace quickly alerted the palace guards, but facing Han Jie, the huge strength gap could not be made up by the number of people.

Zhu Changluo frowned slightly, put down the scroll in his hand, and said coldly: "What happened?"

"Sir, this..."

At this moment, the tantric disciples who rushed forward burst into flames in full view of everyone.

The moment he saw Han Jie, Yuan Changqing's pupils shrank sharply.

The Buddha's light filled the air and enveloped the temple in front.

Zhu Changluo scolded the soldiers in a cold voice, then raised his eyes to look at Han Jie and asked loudly: "Who are you? How dare you break into the palace without permission? Do you know that this is a major crime against the Nine Clan?"

"I want to see who dares to break into my palace."

I never expected that a dignified tantric master could be so shameless.

Kong Xuan frowned and was silent.

The ground is broken and the gravel is stirring!

"Since when have you been allowed to run wild on my territory?"

wrong!

To receive his punch so easily, could it be that he is from the four realms of Tongtian?

As for Wu'an Hou Lin Mang, let's not talk about whether he can go down to the lower world. Even if he can go down to the lower world, it will not make him feel better if he offends the Buddhists in the Western Regions.

"Unexpectedly, in the lower realm, demons have risen and Buddhas have disappeared. Now that the poor monk has returned, he should eliminate demons and protect the way, and eliminate these demon thieves."

The golden flame is dazzling.

"Sword Mountain?"

But when he thought of this adult's strength, his uneasy heart suddenly calmed down.

The sound of breaking through the sky suddenly started!

An embroidered spring knife seemed to shoot out from the sky thousands of miles away and fell to the ground.

Kong Xuan's face was gloomy.

As the contemporary swordsman of Jianshan, he is a man of honor and has always been arrogant. This time he was sent to the lower world. If it were not for the order of the mountain master, he would not have come at all.

"Master Hou!"

"Master Hou!"

"..."

The uniform roar resounded through the sky like thunder, one sound louder than the other, spreading throughout the palace and inside...
Chapter completed!