Ye Guoguo Capital.

Although Ye is a small country, the capital of the country is also built with great momentum.

At this time, the market was depressed, pedestrians were pale and thin, and panic, and they had a sense of the end of the world.

'According to the giant tiger, the king of Ye Guo was fascinated by a centipede spirit of the celestial immortal level. He only knew how to practice and seek immortality all day long, and even plundered boys and girls to refine the seven-orbital Linglong Pill...'

Fang Yuan was still dressed as a scholar and walked on the street.

The originally bustling market was short of pedestrians at this time, but there were often soldiers riding by horses, and there was a feeling of being in chaos.

‘The king of Ye Kingdom is unrighteous, and with natural disasters and man-made disasters, the country's territory is in chaos, which is understandable. As for the centipede spirit, it really has some luck…’

The combat power of the celestial immortal level is already at the top of the seventy-two sects, and it is not a bad guy.

It can be said that even the gods and immortals nearby cannot be taken down, so that this centipede spirit can be free and easy.

Moreover, it also has a wink, but it only harms Ye, a small country, which is remote and difficult to notice in the heavenly court, or, if it has noticed it, but does not have much energy to care about it.

After all, the top priority of the Heavenly Court is the devil's escape and chaos in the world.

Compared to this, a mere centipede is really nothing.

"Bisheng Temple?!"

Fang Yuan walked along the street for half a day before he arrived at a magnificent temple.

The temple has red bricks and gold tiles, the corners of the building are glazed in color, and the walls are decorated with gold foil. The end is magnificent and luxurious.

Just standing outside the huge mahogany door, a strong sandalwood gushed into my face. It was the square in front of the Buddha Hall, and the huge copper furnace was burning with red sandalwood.

Believers are like mountains and seas. Some even though they are pale and thin and hungry, they still have to contribute gold, silver, grain and rice to the temple.

Unlike believers, the monks in the temple are full of energy and radiant faces.

"The name of the reward body, the reward body, is very particular..."

Fang Yuan thought silently.

The Brahma Sect has the theory of the three bodies, and the Taoist primordials are all amazing supernatural powers.

This centipede spirit is named after this and has a very good tone.

"stop!"

When he came to the Buddhist temple and wanted to walk back, he was immediately blocked by two monks: "The backyard of this temple only receives great officials and nobles, and lay people stay!"

"Since you have opened the door to convenience, why should you keep people from thousands of miles away?"

Fang Yuan smiled slightly.

"snort!"

Upon hearing this, a monk immediately picked up a stick: "My reward temple is a personal subject of the king. How can it be compared with ordinary people? Go quickly, otherwise you will be beaten with sticks!"

"It's just a mortal!"

Fang Yuan raised his eyes and looked out.

This temple of Revenge and Body is naturally not available in the flow of merits and Buddha light. Instead, the karma is everywhere and there is a faint demonic aura.

Under his eyes, the monks in front of the Buddhist temple were all mortals, but they had a deep karma. Obviously, they often did not do anything to aid evil people.

Even the Buddha statue in the center of the hall was shrouded in a layer of black and red light, unlike the righteous god.

"Good guy... This is the way to let others worship themselves, collect incense beliefs, and Shinto..." Fang Yuan saw through the centipede spirit's heels and feet: "Does it want to use Shinto power to transform and condense the dragon body? It seems that it has the plan to swallow Ye Guo's luck."

"court death!"

Seeing that Fang Yuan did not dodge or avoid, the two janitors were furious and smashed them down with wooden sticks on their heads.

Bang bang!

After two loud bangs, the two monks flew backwards, hanging on the wall like a painting, slowly sliding down.

"Oh... why are the two masters so careless?"

Beside Fang Yuan, a jokey laughter sounded, and a sloppy Taoist walked out: "This has hung myself on the wall. Sure enough, Buddhism is profound, and I admire it!"

Fang Yuan glanced at him expressionlessly.

Just now, this sloppy Taoist priest was able to make a spoil and teach these two monks a lesson, but in fact, it saved their lives. If the other party really took action, the outcome would never be so simple and would be let go.

"Who?"

The other monks were furious and surrounded them with wooden sticks, vajra and other weapons, each with a fierce look on their faces.

They were just the outermost part of the Zhuanshi Temple. They were originally just green-skinned gangsters, and there was a group of monks who truly had supernatural powers to support them, so they naturally had no scruples.

The sloppy Taoist priest looked bearded and looked like he was in his forties or fifties, but his voice was very young. He seemed to be just a young man, wearing a ragged Taoist robe, not old, and his Taoist bun was full of oil. I don't know how long it took to be washed.

At this time, he shook his hands and exhausted his sleeves. All the monks who rushed up fell down. Their strength was also extraordinary: "After the next casual cultivator, his surname is Gongsun and his name is Kunlun, I want to ask the national teacher for advice!"

When it comes to serious matters, a trace of light flashed in his eyes immediately.

‘Sword Immortal?’

Fang Yuan showed a look of watching the show and hid aside.

“Get out of here!”

Gongsun Kunlun strides forward and breaks into the backyard of Baoshen Temple.

Behind the Zhuanshen Temple is a Tallinn.

The most central thing is a golden tower, which is said to be a royal gift from the king of Ye Kingdom. Just building a building budget used half of the national taxes that year.

"Who is the monster who dares to trespass into the Merit Forest?"

There were many stone tablets and stone towers, and sinister voices came.

Many monks with gloomy faces and wearing black cassocks walked out of the merit forest, with greed and bloodthirsty eyes in their eyes.

"Demon son and grandson?"

When Gongsun Kunlun saw these monks, he was furious: "It's a bright future, and the world is bright. You monsters dare to deceive the king and plunder the faith. It's a very serious crime!"

He seemed extremely angry and pushed out with one palm: "The Five Thunder Methods of Heavenly Heart!"

Squirt!

A white light flashed.

Many shrill screams came to Fang Yuan's ears.

The monks who were originally still in their image were now showing terror on their faces, and the black air on their bodies was dissipated, and they were defeated in the light of lightning.

Thunder is the power of the most powerful and yang in heaven and earth, and is best at clearing away evil spirits.

Bang!

Gongsun Kunlun stepped forward, stepped on the ground-falling cassock, and shook a big red centipede from it.

This centipede is extremely huge, the thickness of a child's fist, about two feet long, with red bloodshots all over the carapace, and many of the remnants are still struggling and shaking, which looks very terrifying.

"ah!"

"Masters, why have they become monsters?"

When some believers saw this scene, their eyes turned pale and fainted from horror.

"This national teacher is originally a monster. Today, my Gongsun Kunlun is going to do the way for heaven!"

The sloppy Taoist priest was upright and as if he was thunder god, leading the way forward.

There is no need for any other magical secret techniques. Just one move of the Heavenly Heart Five Thunder Technique, it is invincible, and it goes deep into the merit forest and comes under the Golden Body Tower.

"Taoist... My ancestor is here, and I will not let you go!"

The two monsters guarding the Golden Body Tower are obviously more than the previous ones.

At this moment, looking at Gongsun Kunlun, my eyes showed a look of fear: "My ancestor went to preach to the king. When I get the news, I will come back soon."

"Just waiting for it to come back, we're done together!"

Gongsun Qiannan laughed loudly, pulled off the cloth bag on his back for the first time, revealing a sword box.

Hissing!

Sharp sword energy suddenly soared into the sky from the sword box, with a feeling of rushing towards bullfighting.

The sword sounded soaring, like the roar of the Nine Heavens Dragons.

This Gongsun Kunlun is a sword cultivator!

Just looking at his sword box, you will know that his spiritual sword, which is both life-making, must be extremely terrifying.

"I practiced throughout my life, refined seven swords, and devoted myself to killing unfair things!"

Gongsun Kunlun sighed and said, "Tianshu Sword, unsheathed!"

call out!

In the sword box, a ray of light flew out, breaking through the light curtain defense of the Golden Body Tower in an instant, nailing the two great demons to death.
To be continued...