Yang Bo looked at Xinhai, "What do you want to do?"

Xinhai said: "Kill Fayun!"

"Only by killing Fayun can we solve the current dilemma. It's all because he bewitched the emperor!"

"If he hadn't beguiled the emperor, there wouldn't have been chaos in the world, and so many people wouldn't have starved to death!"

Yang Bo frowned, "Don't you think that the biggest hidden danger is the emperor?"

"If the emperor didn't want to live forever, how could Fayun persuade the emperor to do this?"

Xinhai was stunned and didn't react for a while.

In Xinhai's mind, the root of everything lies in Fa Yun, but what Yang Bo said makes sense, the emperor is the root cause.

While the two were talking, violent spiritual energy fluctuations suddenly came from the distance.

Yang Bo looked up and his expression changed slightly, because two people were confronting each other above him.

A man is wearing a yellow cassock, with long eyebrows and a long beard. He holds a golden bowl with his hands clasped together.

Another man was wearing a red cassock, he was young and skinny. He was holding a vajra and said loudly: "Devil Monk, you tricked the emperor to build the Tower of Babel, which caused the world to starve to death and the people to live in dire straits!"

"Do you know your guilt?"

The long-browed monk sighed, "What's the crime?"

"The emperor has the seeds of immortality buried in his heart. It has nothing to do with me. I just gave him a suggestion!"

Yang Bo stared at the two people and suddenly laughed. Unexpectedly, Monk Wuxin came to the Changsheng Temple with him.

Wuxin was obviously more decisive than Yang Bo, and he immediately found the abbot Fayun.

Monk Wuxin shook his head, "Do you really think it's just a suggestion?"

"You want to use the emperor's hand, use heaven and earth as a melting pot, and use the souls of the people in the world as the main medicine to refine the blood soul pill!"

"Of course the emperor wants to live forever, but he can't be so powerful that he becomes unconscious. It's all your fault!"

Wu Xin's voice was very loud, and he seemed to want everyone to hear his voice.

When Yang Bo heard this, he was suddenly enlightened.

If that were the case, everything would make sense.

For his own goal, Monk Fayun tricked the emperor into seeing the Tower of Babel and caused chaos in the world in order to make elixirs.

Then we must eradicate Monk Fayun!

The vajra in Wuxin's hand suddenly glowed with golden light, and he smashed it in the direction of Monk Fayun.

Monk Fayun had a calm face and clasped his hands together, "Although you are a Buddhist, you are not a Buddhist monk!"

"The Buddhist Kingdom cannot tolerate you, and neither can the Changsheng Temple!"

Monk Fayun stretched out his hands. He held the golden bowl in his hand and smiled slightly.

The golden bowl shone brightly in the sun, but thick black smoke came out of the golden bowl, and the black smoke filled the air.

The golden bowl suddenly swelled, and in the black smoke, countless ghosts emerged, densely packed and frightening.

"Bang!"

The vajra suddenly hit the golden bowl, making a loud noise.

The golden bowl shattered into pieces, and the soul near the edge of the golden bowl was hit by the vajra, and suddenly screamed in terror.

"Zi la!"

Countless souls seemed to be roasted by flames, turned into a wisp of smoke, and dissipated invisible.

The golden bowl burst, billowing black smoke spread out in all directions, and the souls fled in all directions.

There were so many of these souls that in just a short moment, they filled the entire temple.

In the front hall, there are many good men and women praying for the Buddha's blessing. Although they can see the black smoke, they cannot see the souls wrapped in the black smoke.

In order to avoid Wu Xin's pursuit, these souls fled around in panic, and some souls even took their bodies directly.

The golden bowl in Monk Fayun's hand was broken. Instead of paying any attention, he burst into laughter.

Monk Fayun suddenly flew up and landed on the unfinished pagoda.

Wu Xin's expression changed drastically. He stared at the countless souls at his feet, wanting to eliminate them, but he had no choice but to look at the tragedy in the world and see ghost souls taking over their bodies.

Yang Bo stood in the crowd, and there were many spirits who wanted to seize him, but these spirits disappeared immediately when they approached Yang Bo.

Xinhai looked ugly, "What is the abbot planning to do?"

Yang Bo stared at the scene, looking at Monk Wuxin's expanding body in the distance, and his aura gradually growing, he couldn't help but frown.

The entire Changsheng Temple forms a formation with the Tongtian Tower as the center, and the core of the formation is where the Fayun is located.

Fayun stood on the Babel Tower, and his cultivation level instantly broke through the seventh level of the Immortal Stage and reached the peak of the ninth level of the Immortal Stage!

The pinnacle of the Immortal Stage, this is Fayun’s purpose in building the Tower of Babel!

Yang Bo couldn't believe it. If Monk Fayun built a hundred floors, how far would Monk Fayun's cultivation reach? ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Wuxin looked ugly and stared at Monk Fayun, "Why do you want to let go of all your souls?"

Monk Fayun said: "This is your disaster, your cause and effect!"

"You broke the golden bowl, and all the consequences will be borne by you!"

Monk Wuxin looked extremely sad. He looked at his feet and saw scenes of human tragedy, which made the Buddha's heart hurt.

At this time, flames burst out from Monk Fayun's hands, and the flames fell on the tower.

"call!"

Flames instantly burst out from the ten-story tower. The flames were tens of meters high. The flames burned and released a large amount of heat.

Even though Yang Bo was still a long way away from the tower, he still felt the temperature of the flames.

Yang Bo had a vague feeling that Monk Fayun had other arrangements. This tower was definitely not just as simple as lighting a flame.

Wuxin looked at Fayun, "It seems that you have been prepared for a long time!"

"Have you already guessed that someone will come to kill you?"

Fayun sneered, "There are so many stupid people in the world. There are always people who want to help justice. There are always people who want to kill me. I have to make some preparations!"

"You are not the first, nor the last. Since you stood up first, let's start with you!"

Monk Fayun stood on a high stone tower, three feet tall, with flames dozens of meters high behind him. His body was as red as copper, his eyes were round and his eyebrows were raised, like a glaring King Kong.

As he spoke, Monk Fayun stretched out his hand and pointed at Wuxin, "Don't you have a Buddhist utensil?"

"Why don't you dare to step forward? Are you afraid?"

Wu Xin walked forward, raising the Vajra in his hand high. Behind him, the Sea of ​​Samsara appeared, and a Buddha who looked like Wu Xin appeared. This Buddha sat high in the air, holding the Buddha's seal with his hand.

Wu Xin held the vajra in his hand. The vajra suddenly shone with golden light and grew dozens of meters in length. He smashed it directly towards the tower.

Fayun laughed loudly, "This is my world. Even if you get the Buddhist artifact, you can't do anything to me!"

Yang Bo was full of surprise. He looked towards Fayun and didn't understand why he said this.

However, with a casual move, Fayun covered the sky and the sun, moved the heaven and the earth, and his eyes were filled with darkness.

A brilliance flashed before Yang Bo's eyes, and he could see the vajra rising and falling in the darkness like stars and dots of light.
Chapter completed!