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Chapter 129: Become a monk

Seeing Ye Xiaofeng just grabbed the neck of the church master, he met him for a while and then let go, and then disappeared after saying something. Everyone had no idea what was going on.

"Yunyan, know what's wrong with Xiaofeng?" Zixuan turned her eyes to Liu Yunyan and asked. Since Liu Yunyan and Ye Xiaofeng came to M Country together, Liu Yunyan must also know about Ye Xiaofeng's things.

"He should have discovered something from the memory of the people in the church. Don't worry, as long as he is not the old guys, he will not be in danger of his life." Liu Yunyan said with a light smile.

"I'm not worried about him." Zixuan said, a hint of redness appeared on her face. When she said this, she looked like a little girl who fell in love.

Liu Yunyan smiled faintly and said nothing. With her eyes, of course, it could be seen that Zixuan had already developed a love for Ye Xiaofeng.

"Let's go first, the church people have come here, it doesn't seem that this place is very safe." Liu Yunyan suggested.

Zixuan nodded, and the women rushed towards the New York Harbor.

The sea is boundless and vast, as if it is connected to the heaven and earth. From the southwest of the place where Ye Xiaofeng and the church masters fought, hundreds of kilometers away, a woman in a sky blue dress looked at the seventeen people wearing black loose robes opposite her. Behind her was a blond woman and five young men dressed in gentlemen in suits and ties.

This woman was the one who looked calm at all times. Ye Xiaofeng learned from the memory of the church master that they were going to kill Danalan, and then he hurriedly left.

At this time, the sea water around Denaran was dyed red, and more than a dozen corpses floated and sank on the sea surface, looking extremely bloody.

"You dare to kill such a person in our church? You are against our Lord. The darkness will never last forever. Only the light shines on the world forever. You are destined to die." The person who spoke was a white-haired old man. He looked down at Danalan and others from a high place, as if he was verdicting Danalan and the others.

He did have such qualifications at this time because his cultivation had reached the holy realm. Although he was at the early stage of the first level of the holy realm, he was still a master of the holy realm, far from being comparable to the semi-saint. Among the sixteen people behind him, there were seven semi-saint masters, and all the others were innate ninth level masters.

Among the people in Danalan, even Danalan is only three semi-saints, and the others are all at the peak of the ninth level of the innate level. Their strength is too different. How can they be the opponent of the people in the church?

"A group of hypocritical people, what is the incarnation of justice, what leads life to the light? Bah, it's not to force normal people to believe in your hypocritical masters." Siriya, with a blonde hair beside Danalan, said disdainfully. Her cultivation has reached the semi-saint realm.

"Those who blaspheme my lord will never be forgiven. You are too deep to sink into the darkness. Even my lord cannot drive away the darkness in you. For the eternal light of the world, you must kill you completely." The white-haired master of the holy realm looked like he was merciful to save the suffering and the suffering, and it seemed that he would be beaten as much as he deserved.

"It's true that they are a group of hypocritical people. They have never seen you who are so thick-skinned. Didn't you just want to kill them with dissidents? They are so glorious. Who do you think you are? They are not a group of enslaved pitiful people." As soon as the white and gloomy master of the holy realm finished speaking, a voice rang out immediately, echoing in this world.

Hearing this voice, a hint of light appeared in Danalan's calm gaze, and a hint of complexity.

Siliya's eyes also lit up and she turned her eyes to Danalan. It was obvious that she also heard that it was Ye Xiaofeng's voice, but there was still a trace of uncertainty. After all, Ye Xiaofeng was in China, not in Country M.

"Sister Lan, is it him?" Siriya asked in a low voice.

Danalan nodded, and after hearing this, a strange light appeared in Siliya's eyes. After Ye Xiaofeng was seriously injured, she always felt that something else must have happened to Danalan's treatment of Ye Xiaofeng's injuries.

"Well said, the people in the church are all hypocritical." The only half-saint strongman among the five young men in suits and ties behind Denalan said.

"You worship the Divine Cult is not a good thing," Ye Xiaofeng's voice sounded again.

"Hey, Sister Lan can save your life. How can you say Sister Lan that way?" Siliya said dissatisfiedly in front of the void.

Ye Xiaofeng's figure did not appear at all, and he didn't know where he was hiding in the void.

"I have never regarded Lan as a worshiper of the Divine Church." Ye Xiaofeng said lightly.

"You, forget it, I'll settle the score with you later, hum." Siliya said unhappily. Half a year has passed, and she is still like a little girl.

"Who are you? Come out! All the evil people who insult the Lord will be judged." The white-haired old man said lightly, looking very calm.

"If you have the ability, let your so-called Lord find me." Ye Xiaofeng's voice sounded again, full of jokes.

"Since that's the case, I will satisfy your wish." The master of the Holy Realm said lightly, with silver-white light on his body, and he was like a charlatan.

"Nothing can escape under the Lord's gaze." The master of the holy realm said in a pious manner. After saying this, the silver-white light on his body condensed into a trace of lines forming a pattern like an eye at the center of his eyebrows.

When this pattern was formed, a long light burst out, illuminating the world, as if the arrival of light had dispelled the darkness.

The light at his eyebrows swept across the void, trying to find Ye Xiaofeng, but he couldn't even notice where Ye Xiaofeng was.

"The hypocritical person is now worthy of his reputation. Even the Lord can't find me. Otherwise, you believe in me! Those who believe in me can avoid death, and those who believe in me can make the light brighter." Ye Xiaofeng's voice came faintly.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be so interesting." Siriya said with a happy smile.

"Demon, you have become a demon. My Lord will give you the cruelest punishment." said the white-haired Holy Realm master, and finally there was a hint of ugly look on his face. He thought he would find Ye Xiaofeng's figure, but he didn't expect that he would not find it at all. This was a naked insult.

"Looking at your appearance, you look a bit like a monk. Why don't you all be monks? Well, that's it." Ye Xiaofeng, who was hiding in the void, had a faint smile on his face, and the sword energy in his hand was densely packed, as if he was an arrow feather.

Ye Xiaofeng's attack came and went quickly. Many masters of the church were surprised that Ye Xiaofeng's attack did not hurt them at all, but they felt bad in their hearts.

"Gee, the church people have really become a group of monks, hehehe," Siriya smiled happily.
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