Chapter 113: A Cornered Dog Will Jump over the Wall!

Seeing this scene, anyone who is not a fool knows what it means.

This is clearly to silence everyone!

"Shameless! You are shameless in the Hanging Temple!" Many monks present were so angry that they wanted to vomit blood, thinking that they were really blind before, believing in such a demon monk with a human face and a beastly heart.

"This is not a Buddhist holy place, this is clearly a devil's cave that eats people without spitting out bones!" A white-haired old man was so angry that he trembled all over and said indignantly.

"If I had known earlier, I would not have come to listen to this crappy lecture, go to your mother's Buddha!" ​​Another middle-aged man roared emotionally.

Facing the excited crowd, the abbot remained unmoved, with his hands clasped together and standing quietly on the lotus platform, with a layer of brilliant halo all over his body, and a strong Zen meaning flowing endlessly.

Boom!

In an instant, the aura of the perfect cultivation of the tribulation spread violently, covering the entire Fantuo Mountain, as if to freeze every inch of the void.

The people who were still cursing angrily were all filled with fear, and felt as small as ants.

They could not resist this kind of strength at all!

"Now that Fantuo Mountain is blocked, what should we do?" Princess Mingyue's pretty face turned pale.

The second prince gritted his teeth and shouted at the thin figure with brilliant Buddha light: "Evil monk, there are so many of us here. Even if you kill them all, how will you explain to the outside world afterwards? In the end, your Hanging Temple will not escape the blame!"

"That's right! Do you really think you can hide this from the world?!" The eldest prince stared with tiger eyes and his voice was like a bell.

Hearing this.

Many people also reacted.

Even if they are all killed, what does it matter?

The paper cannot cover the fire!

The pilgrims who came to participate in the Dharma Altar today are all from many forces in Florida, including the royal family of the Pure Land Kingdom. The sudden and bizarre death in the Hanging Temple at the same time will definitely arouse suspicion and condemnation from the outside world!

At that time, the Hanging Temple will still be attacked from all sides and fall from the altar!

"Good, good."

The abbot sighed and said, "Today, I opened a Dharma altar to teach Buddhism, but I encountered the demon Ye who interfered. For this reason, the Hanging Temple opened the mountain protection formation. I joined forces with a group of fellow disciples and tried my best to finally kill this demon. Unfortunately, all the pilgrims who participated in the Dharma altar were killed. Amitabha~"

Hearing this.

Everyone got goose bumps all over their bodies and felt scared.

If this is true, then they will die without evidence!

And, maybe the prestige of the Hanging Temple will go further!

"Master, that old bald donkey seems to mean to kill you, and then frame you." Li Wujie said.

Ye Junlin was speechless.

Good guy, worthy of being from the same place.

The previous Randeng was also this way, the main thing was to let him take the blame, and then clear himself and continue to maintain a positive image.

So this is the fine tradition of your Hanging Temple, right?

"Old bald donkey, you are too idealistic. Do you really think you can get rid of me smoothly?" Ye Junlin asked back.

The abbot looked at him deeply, "Demon Ye, I have seen your strength through the shadow ball. You are indeed proud of yourself! But I want to remind you that this is now in the Hanging Temple, this is my home court. How much do you think you have a chance of winning?"

The abbot was actually right. If he fought alone outside, he would really have to think about it.

But now it is different. With the support of the mountain protection formation of the Hanging Temple and the blessing of the monks of the Hanging Temple, he has all kinds of means, and his own combat power has already reached a terrifying level.

Unless the real immortal comes in person, he is confident that he can be invincible!

At most, the Hanging Temple will pay some painful prices, but the victory will eventually stand on his side!

At this time

Rumble, the mountain protection formation stirred up terrible energy fluctuations, and the golden light was all over the Fantuo Mountain, and the sound of Buddha echoed in the heavens.

And this strange scene shocked the common people and nobles in the capital.

After all, Fantuo Mountain is the holy mountain of the Pure Land Kingdom.

Today is an important day, and it is hard not to attract attention when such a big thing happens suddenly!

"What's going on? Is the Hanging Temple in crisis?"

"Should we send troops to support?"

"Damn, what's going on inside?!"

...

The whole capital was in panic.

"King, it's bad, the eldest prince, the second prince, and the princess are still in the Hanging Temple!" The general hurried over.

The king of the Pure Land Kingdom is a middle-aged man with a beard, a glazed crown, and gorgeous clothes. When he heard this, he was so anxious that he wandered around the palace like an ant on a hot pot.

"Quick, quickly mobilize the garrison troops of the capital, quickly station around Mount Fantuo, and always look for the right opportunity to rescue!" The King of Pure Land said anxiously.

"Yes!"

The general withdrew respectfully.

He walked out of the hall and turned a corner, standing in a remote corner, with a strange smile on his face.

He took out an ancient token from his body, and after injecting magic power, the token emitted a silver glow, as if sending some kind of signal to someone.

Mount Fantuo.

The mountain protection formation is linked together, exuding an ancient and vicissitudes of life.

"Uh," many monks looked painful, feeling dizzy, and the sound of chanting incessantly poured into their minds, as if countless flies were buzzing around, and the blood in their bodies was surging wildly, losing the ability to fight.

"Damn, it's this shitty formation that's causing trouble!" Li Wujie said angrily.

"Hmph, you actually disturbed my mind." Hong Qianye frowned. Even with his cultivation, he was slightly affected.

Swish, swish, swish~

This is not over yet. Under the blessing of the mountain protection formation, the monks of the Hanging Temple are rising in momentum, as if some kind of blessing has descended, and their strength in all aspects has been improved.

The abbot was also blessed by the formation. His whole body was shining with golden light, and a golden halo was hanging behind his head, just like a real Buddha descending to the mortal world to save all living beings.

But his expression was really weird, half of his face was hideous and the other half was kind. No matter how you look at it, it feels very creepy.

The aura on him is extremely terrifying.

Even if Randeng is resurrected, even if he uses all his strength, he will be slapped to death by him with one hand!

"Demon Ye, let's settle the old and new accounts together today."

The abbot's voice was neither sad nor happy, and he stared at the silver-haired young man as if he was looking at a corpse.

In his eyes, the other party is a dying person!

Swish!

The abbot flashed away and slapped out a palm with full power. The palm technique contained mystery and explosive power.

This is the Bodhidharma Palm!

"Haha,"

Seeing the opponent coming fiercely, Ye Junlin sneered and clenched his fist and punched out, with the momentum of a dragon.

Bang!

The fists and palms collided, and an amazing wave of energy broke out.

At the same time.

The monks of the Hanging Temple were dispatched to slaughter the outsiders here.

Affected by the mountain protection formation, everyone had no room for resistance and was suppressed all of a sudden.

The solemn and ancient Hanging Temple was filled with fierce shouts and killings, and the air began to be filled with the smell of blood.

"A bunch of bald donkeys, die for Master Li!"

Li Wujie's figure swept away, and when his wrist turned, the ink-colored sword light crisscrossed, and the sword energy tore the void.

Wherever he passed along the way, there was a lot of killing and blood splattered.

"I can finally kill!" Hong Qianye's beautiful face revealed excitement.

His eyes were burning with golden flames, his striking red clothes were fluttering, his hair was fluttering, and when he raised his hands, the flames swept like a silk thread, and many disciples and elders of the Hanging Temple were burned to ashes.

"Good, so powerful..." Princess Mingyue said with difficulty, covering her aching head.

In her eyes, the fairy in red was so charming.

"This is the famous disciple of Senior Ye, Fairy Hong!" The eldest and second princes were both infatuated, forgetting the pain for a while, and their eyes showed admiration.

Buzz buzz buzz~

The effect of the mountain protection formation became more and more intense.

The people of the Hanging Temple became more and more courageous.

In a flash, the abbot and Ye Junlin fought for more than a dozen moves, the surrounding void collapsed with a rumble, the air flow surged, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

The abbot said coldly: "Demon Ye, I have a great formation to bless me, you can't beat me!"

Feeling the opponent's continued increase in strength and his mind being gradually penetrated, Ye Junlin's face was not panicked at all, and he said in amazement: "Interesting."

With the right time, place and people, no wonder he has such confidence!

Now the abbot of this Hanging Temple is definitely a small group of people at the top of the Tribulation Realm!

"Don't worry, the good show has just begun." Ye Junlin snapped his fingers with a playful smile.