In the golden autumn season, the mountains are full of colorful flowers, and the Shenlong Sect and his group are slowly moving along the mountain road.

At the beginning, some martial arts people followed and watched the fun, but after they actually arrived at the Shaolin Mountain Gate, those who followed had already retreated one after another. This fun was not so good. The tickets at close range were too expensive, so it was inevitable that they would be in danger of life. It was better to occupy the back row and watch.

The second elder walked in front, behind him was Xuanyuan Hen and Pan Qingfeng, and further back, the eighth and ninth old men, with clear hierarchy.

The five innate perfection, what an incredible lineup, but now they have come to Shaolin, they are a little cautious.

Because Shaolin's performance was too calm, I imagined that some monks would be afraid of escaping if they could not bear the atmosphere of war. But in fact, Shaolin did what they should do, and there was no one who fled. It was just that pilgrims were forbidden to come to burn incense these days, in order to prepare before the war.

A red leaf fell from the treetops in a spiral. The second elder waved his hand, and the leaves broke into two petals and fell to the ground.

"Only after the ancient temple has realized the Zen technique, I realized that the color is empty... Humph! Have you seen the couplets at their mountain gate?"

"Second brother, we saw it." Xuanyuan Hen replied later.

"These monks are open-minded and empty. Today we must let them understand that everything they have to be based on strength, otherwise everything will be castles in the air and empty."

"This is natural, but second brother, Shaolin's behavior is a bit abnormal. They seem to have opened the formation at the temple gate. It seems that they are preparing to fight us to the end."

"I understand that Shaolin knew that the five of us came and dared to show off this posture. It seems that he was fearless. Although I don't understand what their reliance is, we must be careful."

"Don't worry, second brother, we have prepared very well. Although the rebellious Shaolin monk did not give any useful information, from his words, we also know that Shaolin is strong, so we have some preparations."

Hearing Xuanyuan Hen mentioning the rebellious Jueyuan of Shaolin, the second elder snorted coldly: "This person has gone to the main hall now and his words are vague. I don't trust him very much. If we don't talk about this, are your backup plan really ready?"

"I have contacted the phonetic transmission, and I let them appear when the battle is fierce. It will serve as a final result."

The second elder nodded slightly: "It's good. Those exposed to the table will always make the enemy ready, but we must also be quite prepared. Shaolin is so vigilant that it is still a problem whether it can be completely solved in the afternoon. In fact... I prefer to solve them at night."

After pausing, the second elder continued, "But the other party was in danger and guarded. It would not be much beneficial to us at night, and it would be best if it could be solved during the day."

"What my second brother said is that Li Qinghua..."

"It's okay for Li Qinghua to do it. At that time, I will naturally make Li Qinghua not dare to take action rashly."

"We will feel relieved with the second brother's words. In fact, what we are most worried about is her flying knife, but my second brother's skills are above her, so my flying knife will probably be useless."

The second elder waved his hand, "Don't count on me. I'm responsible for restraining Li Qinghua, but I don't want to try to catch her flying knife. You just let it go, as long as you gain an advantage, and then help me."

Several people walked forward while discussing, and in a short while, they had arrived at the square in front of Shaolin Temple.

They just arrived at the edge of the square from afar and stopped, and could see the temple gate from afar. Walking further forward, you will enter the war zone.

It’s not that they dare not move forward, but that Shaolin’s performance is indeed abnormal.

The temple gate of Shaolin Temple is wide open, and flowers are placed on the left and right of the temple gate, and even a red carpet is laid on the ground. It seems that the guests are warmly welcomed.

The imaginary vigilance did not appear, and no one could see the deserted person at the temple gate.

What's even more strange is that the wall around the temple gate has already supported high wooden stakes, and layers of fishing nets are wrapped around the wooden stakes, supporting them ten feet high!

This height has exceeded the scope that ordinary light skills can cross. Even those innate perfection that are not known for light skills, it is difficult to jump ten feet high.

The intention of Shaolin Temple is very obvious, just to let these people walk in through the temple gate, but it is not possible to climb over the wall.

The second elder pointed to the tall fishing nets and laughed: "Look, look! This Shaolin bald donkey has taken great pains to deal with us! Do they really think that these fishing nets can stop us?"

Pan Qingfeng walked over and said cautiously: "Second brother, you can't be too careless. If we provoke an attack to destroy the fishing nets, it is difficult to guarantee that the other party will not shoot arrows from behind. This seems to be a trap."

The second elder waved his hand indifferently: "That's you. You can't jump over these fishing nets, so you are in danger of being attacked. But I have no problem. These fishing nets cannot stop me. If this is the case, I will first see what arrangements the other party has in the back."

As he spoke, the second elder opened his eyes and spyed into Shaolin Temple unscrupulously.

But as soon as the sky eye opened, a dazzling golden light entered the eyes, which made the second elder's eyes blurred. He could only vaguely see a human-shaped glowing body, and nothing else was seen.

"Hmph! What a cunning Shaolin monk, it's really not easy to interfere with my heavenly eyes."

How could he know that after Huo Yuanzhen learned the fifth style of the Tathagata's magic palm, the Buddha's light shining, it specifically interfered with other people's celestial eyes to peep. The Buddha's light first appeared could interfere with the innate perfect peeping, and the Buddha's light shining move could already block the peeping in the imperial realm.

The second elder failed to peek at the sky eye, and he couldn't hold back his face. He said to the person behind him: "Shaolin clearly wants us to go to the main gate, but we can't do what they want. I'll go over and see what they want. If there is an ambush behind the main gate, I will disrupt their deployment first. When you hear me whistle, you will go in through the main gate!"

"Second brother, this is too dangerous!"

"What's the danger? It's a danger to you, and for me, it's just a wandering stroll!"

The second elder was also very skilled and brave. Despite the dissuasion of Xuanyuan Hen and others, his body rose into the air and moved in the wind, rising directly from more than ten feet high. He jumped into Shaolin Temple!

Xuanyuan Hen and others watched from behind, and saw a tent of sword rain rising from the ground, like a black cloud floating up, heading straight for the second elder!

Sure enough, there was an ambush!

The second elder laughed in the air: "More than a hundred archers want to deal with me, it's a big deal. I'll destroy you now!"

His body fell rapidly in the air. The second elder rushed down against the bows and arrows and raised his hand. Countless arrows were swept down. He rushed towards the group of archers below in the posture of an eagle pounced on the rabbit.

Behind, Xuanyuan Hen and others quickly approached the Shaolin Temple Gate, waiting for the second elder to destroy the ambush archers. Then they rushed in directly.

But the imagined screams did not appear, but instead a burst of rapid and orderly footsteps came, followed by a shout: "Sleepy!"

Then the second elder also remembered the voice: "Oh no! It's actually a formation! Come in quickly!"

When Xuanyuan Hen and others outside heard that the second elder had fallen into the trap, they immediately accelerated their pace and rushed in from the temple gate.

When I entered Shaolin Temple, I found that just in front of the Heavenly King Hall, more than a hundred monks were spinning as fast as a lantern, with their steps mixed but not messy. It was obviously a large formation.

The second elder could no longer see it at this time, and probably fell into the formation.

All of the monks were innate realms, and their attacks were like the rising tide of the sea and then attacked the central part, which made Xuanyuan Hen and others numb their scalp.

"Save people quickly!"

With the order from Xuanyuan Hen, the four of them rushed out first and were about to break the formation of the Hundred and Eight Arhats from outside.

But as soon as they rushed over, many figures from each other flew out from all over the place and intercepted them one after another.

In front of Xuanyuan Hen, an old monk grey cannon blocked his way. After coming up, he slapped him with a palm without saying a word.

With a palm, the dragon roared and the tiger roared, and a long golden dragon flew out of the old monk with its teeth and claws. The power made Xuanyuan Hen burst into cold sweat. The old monk's skills were actually above him!

He raised his hand in panic and fought back. Pan Qingfeng next to him was just about to come to support him. He saw Shaolin abbot Yijie also pounced on him. With his hand, dozens of finger winds were howling. Then, his palms emitted a flashing golden light, and Buddha light appeared behind his head, and strange phenomena rose around him, and he rushed over in a mess.

Pan Qingfeng was panicked by a series of attacks, and no longer cared about rescuing Xuanyuan Hen, and waved to resist the Shaolin Supreme Leader.

The fire was swift, and the old eight and the ninth brothers were not idle either. The An sisters combined the swords, and the life and death talismans flew like rain. The ghost claws in the underworld seemed to have torn the space, and they instantly pressed and beat Lao Eight.

Only six monks appeared in front of the old ninth.

Lao Jiu thought that there would be masters here, but he didn't expect that the two innate stages plus four innate stages.

The old nine suddenly laughed: "There is no one in Shaolin. It's just a waste of time to let you guys resist me!"

Before he finished speaking, the six monks on the opposite side were quickly lined up, one with one on the back, and the person in front pushed out his palms, and suddenly a great force came. He fought hard with Lao Jiu but did not lose the disadvantage, completely blocking Lao Jiu's way forward!

Then, another twelve monks rushed up, and the eighteen people quickly formed a circle of encirclement. The people shouted together, and the monk's robe on their bodies burst out automatically, revealing their golden skin, like copper and iron casting!

"It's a formation again!"

The trapped Lao Jiu realized how perverted the monks he was facing were. He was busy dealing with them, but he kept complaining in his heart, why are there so many tricks in Shaolin?

At this time, Yideng ordered the rest of the monks to fight with the people from the Shenlong Sect. He himself came to the temple gate in person and closed the temple gate rumblingly.

"Shaolin disciples obey the order. Today we will close the door and beat dogs. No one of the people from the Dragon Sect can be let go!"
Chapter completed!