"Who are you...?!"

Standing on the stairs in front of the Zhenbao Pavilion, Zhang Yuanming's teapot that he had always been holding had been broken into pieces. In front of him, a group of men in black holding swords stood.

In front of the man in black were two men and one woman. It was the three of them who took action just now, instantly seriously injured Zhang Yuanming, who was unprepared!

"Haha, junior brother, you are so forgetful!"

The man in blue clothes smiled slightly, suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of his neck, and actually teared off his face!

"Now, do you still recognize me?"

He Ziyin threw his face to the ground, revealing his strange face. He had a cruel smile on his face, which was slightly gloomy under the moonlight, and his eyes were staring at Zhang Yuanming tightly.

When Zhang Yuanming saw this face, his pupils instantly dilated, and his old face was filled with incredible words: "Yes, it's you! Zhang Ziyin! Why are you still alive?"

"What, do you still hope that my senior brother will die soon? Junior brother, you are still the same." He Ziyin smiled faintly.

After being shocked, Zhang Yuanming quickly calmed down and said vigilantly: "Thirty years have been... In the past thirty years, the eldest brother has been looking for your whereabouts. We originally thought you were dead, but we didn't expect... you were back after all."

"You've seen it?" He Ziyin suddenly asked.

Zhang Yuanming smiled and said, "Why can't you see it? The position of the Heavenly Master is very desirable, but the unity of Longhu Mountain is the foundation. I remember that ten of us, brothers, worked together to survive the chaos a hundred years ago. Although life was hard, Longhu Mountain was carried forward in our hands. What is it? Thirty years ago, I just listened to your instigation to attack Daofeng. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to stay in this treasure pavilion to atone for the past thirty years!"

"Oh," He Ziyin opened the folding fan in his hand and was not moved: "Junior brother, why are you doing this? If you don't have any distracting thoughts in your heart, you will not betray the master's sect! For the past thirty years, you have been unable to get along with yourself. Why do you have to make excuses for your mistakes and blame me?"

"At least I sincerely regret it, and you - Zhang Ziyin, you have become a complete traitor!" Zhang Yuanming roared sharply.

"I originally wanted to persuade my junior brother to leave Longhu Mountain with us and make a new world outside," He Ziyin's voice gradually became cold, "Since that's the case, don't blame me for being rude!"

Zhang Yuanming laughed furiously: "The traitor is not enough to negotiate with me! Come on, our Longhu Mountain disciples have never been afraid of anyone!"

Although the disciples of Longhu Mountain behind Zhang Yuanming still didn't understand what was going on, they also knew that the visitor was not good. He only heard Zhang Yuanming's order and rushed towards He Ziyin and the others, vowing to protect the Treasure Pavilion!

"Hmph!" He Ziyin closed the folding fan heavily, then swept the folding fan in front of him, and saw that the dark soldiers wearing black armor crawled out of the land in front of him!

"The disciples of the Changsheng Sect obey the order and attack the Zhenbao Pavilion! Whenever you encounter any resistance, you will be killed without mercy!" Bai Tong also issued an order. The disciples of the Changsheng Sect in black behind him, without any hesitation, faced the disciples of Longhu Mountain like dead soldiers.

Chiu--

An extremely dazzling signal flare was sent out from a disciple of Longhu Mountain, illuminating the entire inner gate of Longhu Mountain. However, before the disciple could lower his head, he was cut off his head by the Changsheng Sect beside him!

For a moment, the surrounding area of ​​Zhenbao Pavilion became a terrifying battlefield. When the light of the signal flare fell, hundreds of corpses had already lie down on the ground, and they were really blood flowing!

Seeing the signal flare being fired, He Ziyin knew that there was not much time left, so he said to Bai Tong Luochen behind him: "Fast to the Zhenbao Pavilion!"

The two nodded, walked to He Ziyin, and fought out a bloody path from the disciples of Longhu Mountain. He Ziyin, wearing green clothes, even had no blood, slowly walked towards the Treasure Pavilion in this hellish scene on earth like Shura.

"If you want to enter the Zhenbao Pavilion, then step past my body!"

The roaring Zhang Yuanming suddenly appeared above the three of them, stabbing He Ziyin's eyebrows with a sword. Luo Chen hurriedly raised his hand and blocked it with the Breaking Dome nail.

He Ziyin looked at Zhang Yuanming coldly and said to Luo Chen: "Kill him."

A trace of bloodthirsty coldness appeared on Luo Chen's face, and the spell was silently chanted, and a huge black dragon phantom churned out of the dome-breaking nail, rushing towards Zhang Yuanming with a strong smell of blood!

Zhang Yuanming felt deeply that the black dragon was terrifying, but he had no intention of retreating. If he gave in, He Ziyin could easily enter the Treasure Pavilion!

Even if you give your life, you should stop He Ziyin for one more second!

Luo Chen saw Zhang Yuanming standing there and was about to raise his sword to resist. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, but the movements in his hand did not stop at all. The black dragon had already arrived in front of Zhang Yuanming in the blink of an eye!

"Namo Amitabha!"

I saw a huge Buddhist seal falling from the sky and hitting the black dragon straight. The black dragon was hit and immediately let out a whine, turning into black smoke and dissipating.

"Puff!" The black dragon was directly destroyed by such a powerful force, and Luo Chen couldn't help but be retaliated. He vomited blood and his face turned much pale.

Monk Kongyu, wearing a cassock and holding a golden staff, slowly walked out from the side, reached out to help Zhang Yuanming up, and then said lightly: "Longhu Mountain is the gate of my Monk Kongyu's friendship. Dear donors, please give me a little face. Please come back quickly."

He Ziyin looked at the monk Kongyu who suddenly took action and couldn't help but sneer: "Kongyu, I expected you to help."

"I have always known that Zhang Ziyin... the donor, if his mind is not right, it will sooner or later cause a disaster in Longhu Mountain."

"Do you still remember your junior brother, Xie Kong?" Bai Tong suddenly said.

When Xie Kong mentioned, Kongyu couldn't help but look stunned, and then asked, "Female donor, do you know where my junior brother is?"

Bai Tong sneered: "Diet, do you know who killed it? It's Yan Ning, who has been protected by you, who killed your junior brother!"

Bai Tong knew early on that Monk Xiekong was the junior brother of Monk Kongyu. The two grew up together and were like brothers. However, for some reason, Monk Xiekong actually dug up one of Monk Kongyu's eyes, and was later expelled from Buddhism by the abbot and surrendered to the Cult of Eternal Life.

But even so, when Xie Kong joined the Changsheng Sect, he often met with Monk Kongyu. Monk Kongyu had no intention of blaming his junior brother, but instead took good care of him.

However, now, Bai Tong was disappointed. The shock and anger she had been expecting did not appear on Kong Yu's face. Kong Yu was just a little surprised and returned to normal.

Monk Kongyu suddenly raised the staff in his hand heavily and inserted it on the bluestone slab in front of him. A huge Buddha statue suddenly appeared behind him!
Chapter completed!