Chapter 2 The Lord of the Eighteen Temples

Tang Xiaofeng and Xu Lirong flew low along the edge of the Five Ridges.

Due to the collapse of Qitianling and the emergence of various strange beasts, the vicinity of Duanzhou was terrible. The people fled and various demons began to spread to the surrounding counties and counties.

Tang Xiaofeng naturally didn't have time to pay attention to these things. The first thing he was looking for now was the four saints of the Zunsheng Sect, or those mysterious people wearing masks and unknown origins.

Fortunately, the Zunsheng Sect has a large number of people and is also looking for him, so he finally managed to attach a few.

Tang Xiaofeng quietly chased these people and saw the four saints of the Zunsheng Gate in a mountain gorge.

These four people are extremely tall, slightly thin, giving people a strange feeling.

Xu Lirong whispered: "Do you want me to do it with you?"

Tang Xiaofeng shook his head and responded in a low voice: "Just let them think I have only one person."

The two made an appointment to meet, and Xu Lirong slipped away quietly.

Tang Xiaofeng slowly sneaked towards the Four Saints until they were closer to the distance they were sensing. He suddenly jumped over, and the Four Saints looked over, his face changed slightly, and at the same time, he turned around in the air, avoiding their joint attacks, and then turned strangely.

The Four Saints immediately had a sense of dislocation of the world and the distorted space. Not only did the distance between them seem to be infinitely longer, but Tang Xiaofeng's position became erratic and elusive.

The Mo Hong sword quickly slashed.

Feng, Fire, Mountain, and Lin all felt that the sword was slashing at him, so they quickly floated back.

But the feeling that only Shan Sheng is real.

As soon as Tang Xiaofeng landed, he ejected out in an instant, and the sword light hit the mouth of Shan Shengxin.

It was too late for Feng Sheng, Fire Sheng, and Lin Sheng to rescue him.

The mountain saint shouted angrily, flicked his sleeves, and a mountain peak headed towards the young man who was attacking him.

The boy's speed became faster and more mysterious. He passed by him like lightning, and killed several disciples of the Tiansheng Sect in succession and rushed into the distance.

Feng Sheng, Fire Sheng, Lin Sheng quickly looked at Shan Sheng and saw that a sword mark was broken on his chest, but it was not fatal, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

But Shan Sheng suddenly roared, fell down, and died tragically on the spot.

Feng Sheng, Fire Sheng, Lin Sheng was shocked and rushed to the body of Shan Sheng, but did not find any other fatal injuries. Lin Sheng whispered: "There is something wrong with that kid's sword."

Fire Saint said angrily: "Chasing."

The Three Saints led a group of disciples to chase Tang Xiaofeng in the direction where he escaped, but did not notice that a disciple quietly released a bee behind him.

The bees flew across two barren mountains like wind, and several forests fell into the hands of an old man wearing a mask. Although he did not make any sound, the old man was listening, as if he had heard something.

Around him, there were hundreds of mysterious people wearing the same masks.

The old man flew out of the forest, and by a small river, there was a delicate girl with lightly combed hair.

"Miss Weiwei," the old man whispered, "The boy named Tang appeared. He killed Shan Sheng and fled to Dayu Ling."

He said coldly: "Search."

The old man turned around and flew over the forest, followed by hundreds of lights and shadows.

Weiwei was still sitting there, with a faint sneer on the corner of her mouth...

Tang Xiaofeng found that he was in trouble.

He was not sure whether the Zunsheng Sect and those masked guys were the same group, but he guessed that as long as he attracted the attention of the Zunsheng Sect, the other group would definitely know immediately, and he would be able to lead all these people out of the Five Ridges.

Dayu Ridge is one of the five ridges, and the terrain is dangerous. He wanted to attract these two groups to Dayu Ridge first, but he didn't expect that the masked group was originally hiding here, and he immediately knew about his appearance.

Invisibly, he was actually caught between these two groups of people.

Various strange beasts were flying densely in the sky, and the sound of wind was everywhere.

He found that although these two groups were not together, they obviously had some tacit understanding between them and did their own things. Even if they met, there would be no conflict.

Three masked guys flew towards him, one of them shouted: "Here..."

Tang Xiaofeng rushed away quickly, and the sword light flashed and pierced his throat directly.

When the other two were about to kill, a strong wind was coming from the top of his head, and a burly man from the Saint Sect fell from the sky with a giant hammer in his hand.

Zunsheng Sect is located in Linwu Mountain. It is the ninth cave heaven among the ten major cave heavens in China. It is also regarded as the most mysterious sect. Naturally, the powerful players in the sect are not only four saints.

The big man hit the big hammer, and it was unstoppable.

Tang Xiaofeng turned around and opened the huge hammer. However, the two masked guys had already spoken out and greeted the others. Tang Xiaofeng naturally did not dare to let himself fall into the siege, and slashed two swords in a row, forcing the burly man to turn into a sword light and pass through the forest.

He relied on the sword light to make a quick move, rushing left and right, and letting both groups of people do nothing to do with him.

But he also knew that this was definitely not a long-term solution. The enemy's encirclement was shrinking rapidly, and once he was directly intercepted by the girl named Weiwei, he was afraid he would never have the same good luck as last time.

He jumped into a river that crossed between two peaks.

A sword light rushed down the riverbed quickly, and the enemies chased after him. Lin Sheng rushed over, threw the talisman paper, and the river water broke through, but there was only one flying sword.

Tang Xiaofeng lured a large number of enemies, but he went ashore from his original place and quietly snorted back.

In everyone's subconscious mind, they feel that there is no need to search for the places they have searched, and it is precisely because he wants to take advantage of this mentality.

Those people chased him and had to disperse him again to expand the scope of the search.

But the larger the search range, the more gaps he could find. But he also knew that as long as one person found him, others would come soon, and he had to be careful.

Another wind came from afar. He saw a broken dead tree, a crack that happened to be available for Tibetans, so he hurriedly hid in. Not long after, he heard a few light sounds, and Feng Sheng's voice came: "That boy can really escape, and he can't be found in this way."

The Fire Saint said coldly: "He is always here. If you search slowly, you will be able to find him."

Tang Xiaofeng held his breath with the technique of holding his breath, Feng Sheng, Fire Sheng, and Lin Sheng never thought that he was by his side.

At this moment, a series of intersecting weapons came from afar...

Feng Sheng, Fire Sheng, Lin Sheng found someone breaking into Dayu Ridge and couldn't help but look at each other.

The speed of the visitor was too fast, and the people around him could not stop it.

Feng Shengduan shouted, "Who is it?"

Several melodious and long Buddha's chants sounded at the same time: "Amitabha."

Light and shadows hit, and eighteen Buddhist monks suddenly appeared in the treetops, on the ground, and in the sky.

Feng Sheng sneered: "So it is the lord of the Eighteen Temples in Luofu Mountain?!"

Luofu Mountain is the largest mountain in Lingnan and the seventh cave heaven on the mainland of China. There are 18 treasure temples in the mountain. The lords of the Eighteen Temples of Luofu Mountain are the abbots of these eighteen treasure temples, all of which are eminent monks with supreme magic power.

"It turns out they are all the donors of Linwu Mountain," a monk sang the Buddha's chant and said, "My husband Huang Yan, you are polite."

The Three Saints were shocked... The one among the eighteen monks who looked the most inconspicuous was Huang Yan, the "right monk" who was the leader of the eighteen temple masters.
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