In an instant, the mountain gate of Lingshan Sect was soaked in blood.
Hundreds of worshipers walked out with their feet covered in blood and their faces looking ferocious.
These people looked like monks, but what they did had nothing to do with monks. They rushed in and massacred without any reason at all.
When Lu Yu saw this group of people, he suddenly frowned.
"Why are there still remnants of Buddhism in the lower world?" Lu Yu murmured.
He looked at the blood on the hands of these people and knew that something big was going to happen to the Lingshan Sect today, and it would definitely not go well.
"Asshole!"
Seeing this scene, Mo Dongqing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and was so angry that he was trembling all over.
The dignified Lingshan Sect was unexpectedly attacked, and several disciples were killed in succession. This was almost embarrassing to grandma's house!
"You are so brave, you dare to touch my Lingshan Sect disciples!"
The furious voice shook the ground and the mountains in all directions trembled, and Mo Dongqing took the lead.
After all, he is considered a sect leader, and he possesses a powerful cultivation level at the Supreme Realm. Along with the roar of the tiger, a terrifying force suddenly burst out from his fist, turning into a terrifying air current that swept around.
The Lingshan lineage, whose techniques are taken from mountains and rivers, is famous for its fierceness.
This is also a skill inheritance that can only be obtained after becoming a sect leader.
Once it breaks out, each punch is stronger than the last, and the power is superimposed in an instant, like a torrent of river water.
This kind of method is a sect's secret, and generally it will not be used easily. Now Mo Dongqing used it as soon as he met him, which shows how angry he is.
The terrifying fist force was about to get closer, but the group of worshipers still had sneers on their faces, showing no intention of retreating.
The bald man at the head stood up and took one step forward. A golden light appeared under his feet and enveloped him, forming a golden body.
The Dharma is majestic and immovable like a mountain.
It is like a tree, firmly rooted in the ground and motionless.
All the Lingshan Sect disciples raised their heads and saw a scene that was unimaginable to them.
Mo Dongqing hit the bald man with one punch after another, but the bald man did not move at all, and a look of ridicule flashed across his face.
"The majestic Lingshan Sect, this is all it has?"
The bald man laughed.
The other elders and disciples also turned pale for a moment and couldn't believe their eyes.
Mo Dongqing is a master of the Supreme Realm!
Casting the peerless spell inherited from the sect, it didn't even break the opponent's defense!
"His defense is weird, let's help the sect leader to deal with him together!" Suddenly, an elder of the Lingshan Sect shouted loudly.
This proposal was immediately approved by more than a dozen elders. They were all masters of the Inscription Realm and above, and they used vast and powerful magic to attack.
Even Yang Chen drew his sword and participated in the attack.
The crowd surrounded him, but to his surprise, the bald man didn't panic at all. Instead, a mocking look flashed across his face.
"A bunch of ants, get out of here!"
There was a loud shout, a suppressive and deafening sound, which was quite loud.
The bald man swung out his palm, and the wind from his palm was like a thunderstorm, and he whipped it out in an instant.
The expressions of Mo Dongqing, Yang Chen, and all the elders suddenly changed, and they immediately flew out.
Bang bang bang!
The ground was a mess.
The masters of the Lingshan Sect were all knocked to the ground, quite embarrassed.
"You, the Lingshan Sect, are very courageous. My holy religion has passed down the decree to you, but you dare not obey it!"