The trees beside the temple swayed, sand and rocks flew up from the surrounding ground, and some fallen leaves were blown off and rolled, making a scratching sound on the ground.
In mid-air, a golden cloud slowly floated over, with a hint of evil and mysterious aura hidden inside.
Bang!
A cloud of golden smoke exploded from one side of the atrium, and an old man in white clothes with a swollen forehead appeared in it.
The old man had a kind expression and held a black cane in his hand.
"Qingyun, you lose this time"
A golden imperial scroll appeared in his hand. As soon as he appeared, the entire atrium was enveloped under a huge pressure that was almost suffocating.
The handsome man coughed twice and stood up from the blanket, with a trace of displeasure on his face.
"If we hadn't come here for such a thing, we wouldn't disturb the tranquility of this quiet place outside. The ancestors of Huaqing have arranged a grand ceremony, but this is the Vajra Temple."
"Mr. Qing also knows that this is the Vajra Temple?" Patriarch Huaqing sneered. "The holy decree is here. Several princes have fled. What else do you have to say?"
"The outcome is already determined, what else can be said." Mr. Qing said calmly, "If you want to fight, then fight, but don't implicate innocent people."
"Involved?" Patriarch Huaqing shook his head and glanced at Lin Xin and others. "Since he has been involved, he is not an innocent person."
His eyes were indifferent and ruthless, and it was obvious that killing some affected marginalized people would have no impact on him.
Lin Xin's frown deepened. He just stood aside and wanted to listen to the chanting, but since the old man appeared, there has been no peace here. The young monks inside all came out of the main hall one by one.
He looked outside with curious expressions on his face, completely unaware that he was about to be in disaster.
If it wasn't necessary, he really didn't want to take action wantonly and ruin the peaceful atmosphere.
"The Jingxuan Sect has been destroyed, the fifth prince has fled to Liangcheng, and the situation is over. No matter how clever Mr. Qing is, he will not be able to control the overall situation." The ancestor of Huaqing said calmly.
"It's a pity" Mr. Qing said with a look of regret on his face. "It's a pity that His Highness the Fifth Prince didn't listen to Qing's words. Otherwise, how could such a big Jing Xuanzong have such a situation."
"It's too late to say anything now. Let's send Mr. Qing on his way."
The ancestor of Huaqing stood with his hands behind his back, looking directly at the other person, as if he wanted him to kill himself.
Suddenly, the aura of densely packed groups of monks quickly emerged outside the temple, and a large number of floating black-armored soldiers holding swords surrounded the entire temple from a distance.
Whoosh!
There was a loud sound of bows and arrows being cocked.
Lin Xin originally didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but at this point, even if he wanted to leave, he might be involved.
After hearing the two people talking, he already understood that he might be involved in the fight between the entire dynasty and the Red Ridge Sect.
That Mr. Qing should be a member of the royal family. The royal family is very powerful. Even if it is extremely weak in recent years, it is not something that the Red Ridge Sect can easily wipe out.
When Jingxuan Sect was destroyed, he was passing by and accidentally saw the fifth prince fighting with the Red Ridge Sect.
I never expected to encounter a similar situation again.
"It's the Red Ridge Gate again," he said in a low voice.
Lin Xin suddenly spoke, immediately attracting the attention of Mr. Na Qing, Patriarch Hua Qing and others.
"Originally, I didn't want to meddle in other people's business. But now that I'm involved in it."
He looked around.
"Who are you?" Patriarch Hua Qing seemed to feel something was wrong. His eyes narrowed.
"I haven't settled the previous accounts with you yet," Lin Xin said coldly. He had been hunted down by the Red Ridge Sect before. If he hadn't joined the Immortal Alliance later, he might still be wanted by various means now.
"My originally good mood has been ruined by you."
He walked leisurely towards the Huaqing Ancestor.
The pace is slow but steady.
The strange thing is that the sound of his stepping on the ground step by step was very clear, as if something was tapping gently on the drum surface.
There was a constant muffled sound.
A small white-gold fish slowly appeared next to the Huaqing ancestor and kept swimming.
He took a step back, feeling something was wrong.
"Kill him!!'
He suddenly shouted loudly.
Almost at the moment when his voice came out, Lin Xin rushed forward. His body brought up a huge white wave of air, and the sharp and harsh noise caused by breaking the sound barrier shook the whole temple.
A terrifying red shadow whose shape could not be clearly seen. In just an instant, it slammed into the center of his chest like a giant beast.
A palm!!!
Bang!!
There was a dull sound of applause, and Lin Xin pressed a hand fiercely on the middle of the chest of the Huaqing ancestor.
The body-protecting aura all over his body had no effect at all. The little white-gold fish was frantically pecking at Lin Xin's arm, but it had no effect at all, as if it was pecking at an extremely hard metal object.
"you!"
Patriarch Huaqing's eyes widened. He lowered his head as if in disbelief and looked at the dark red arm printed on his chest.
He couldn't believe that someone could actually reach such a speed. With his current level of cultivation, he couldn't even see the opponent's movements clearly. By the time he reacted, the protective aura had been broken, and his chest had already been hit.
Chi!!!
A red demon sword suddenly protruded from his vest, carrying a large amount of bloody red liquid.
Lin Xin casually pulled out the magic sword and watched as the other party staggered back a few steps, covering his chest with his hands.
At this time, the sky was full of arrows, which continued to fall under the command, and thousands of arrows were fired at him.
However, all the arrows were blocked by the body-protecting aura that appeared around him. The arrows hit the transparent aura film, sputtering out ripples.
But soon, Ripple was shot directly through.
Arrow after arrow continued to hit Lin Xin's armor, making a crisp clanging sound, but was unable to break through.
"Is this the demon-shooting arrow from the Red Ridge Sect?"
Lin Xin stretched out his hand as if breaking a branch, and casually pinched an arrow. The front of the arrow was like a curved hook, with a special black and white coloring on the back, and a hint of spiritual runes all over the body.
The situation changed too quickly. From Lin Xin's move to Huaqing's ancestor falling to the ground, a large amount of blood gushing out from his chest, and losing the power to resist, a series of things happened in the middle, which did not last more than two breaths.
So much so that not only Mr. Qing but also the master and servants opened their mouths wide and did not react.
Even the large group of Red Ridge Sect officers and soldiers surrounding this place were at a loss. Without someone to give orders, they had no command, and they didn't know what to do next.
Hundreds of people were stunned for a while, and then a general in white armor immediately took over the command.
His face was twisted and he pointed at Lin Xin with his hand.
"The ancestor was attacked by him and killed him at close range!"
Suddenly, all the officers and soldiers seemed to have no awe and fear, and they all rushed towards Lin Xin.
The general who commanded him turned around and fled in the distance, wanting to leave.
Lin Xin casually swung a sword energy, and the plasma-like sword energy caught up with the man in the blink of an eye. Then he split him in two from behind. From a distance, he watched it fall from the air, without any breath at all.
Only then did he begin to deal with the officers and soldiers coming from all directions.
If you look closely, you will see that all of these officers and soldiers have expressionless faces, and there is a strange, dead-like aura surrounding them.
Some of them were holding curved bows with sharp edges on both sides of the bow.
Some of them were armed with spears and scimitars, and they were quick in their movements. They were frantically greeting Lin Xin without fear of life or death.
What surprised him even more was that almost every one of these officers and soldiers had a second-grade cultivation level!
In other words, the hundreds of officers and soldiers here, in addition to possessing sharp weapons such as demon-shooting arrows that are effective against Master Yuan Jing, all of them have second-grade cultivation, which is equivalent to the level of ordinary Qi practitioners!
But looking at the bodies of these people, they looked like dead soldiers during an encirclement and suppression campaign.
On the other hand, the injured Mr. Qing and others stayed away from the battlefield as much as possible.
"I didn't expect that the Vajra Temple would really turn around, and it's not in vain that I spent my hard work and ten years of cultivation to achieve this result." Mr. Qing looked at the red-armored man surrounded by the crowd and said with gleaming eyes.
"It's really dangerous. Just now I thought I was dead this time!" A girl next to him stuck out her tongue in fear.
"Sister looks very calm."
The other girl looked calm and glanced at her sister lightly.
"I just believe sir."
"Okay, okay." Mr. Qing shook his head, "This person is tyrannical. It's really weird. He has never been to Yuanjing, but he can even block so many demon arrows. It's weird."
"What are your plans, sir?" my sister asked in a low voice.
"Let him block us for a while and kill the ancestor of Huaqing. The Red Ridge Sect will never give up. I'm afraid Yuan Jing will come to the door soon. Let's take advantage of the opportunity and run away."
Mr. Qing's face was calm and composed, but he was quietly transmitting messages to the two women.
"That's not good. They helped us avoid disasters and saved us." My sister couldn't bear it.
"Haha, this is not a rescue. We don't need him to rescue us. Once we get to the Vajra Temple, I will definitely be safe and sound. This is my chance. It's not whether he wants to save me or not, but he can't help it." Mr. Qing said calmly and confidently.
He turned and walked towards the outside of the temple.
"Let's go, we have to leave here as soon as possible before this man dies."
The two sisters immediately followed quickly and came to the door. They looked at Lin Xin who was still fighting with some sympathy.
The three guards also looked at each other without saying anything and hurried forward.
One by one, the dead soldiers from the Red Ridge Gate rushed towards the center of the temple. They were swarming incessantly and were not afraid of death.
But every time he pounced on him, Lin Xin would easily tear him into pieces and scatter them on the ground.
One left fist, his right palm smashed two people, and he turned around and swept his legs to break one.
Several people rushed up behind Lin Xin and tried to knock him down.
But he just turned around suddenly, flicked his arm, and dark red sword blades protruded directly from his back, like bone spurs growing out, directly piercing and killing everyone behind him.
The ground around him was full of slaughtered corpses, and more and more corpses were piling up. However, the officers and soldiers of the Red Ridge Sect showed no fear and continued to rush forward crazily until the last person was completely killed.
Standing there, Lin Xin's original dark red armor seemed to be soaked in blood, becoming even brighter and brighter.
But he himself was the same as before the war started, his expression was indifferent, without any change, and his breath was stable, as if it was not even a warm-up.
After glancing at the corpses on the ground, he looked in the direction where Mr. Qing and others had left.