Smiling indifferently, Leng Xuan continued: "In the final analysis, they are not worried about their status and power being threatened. The so-called justice is just an excuse for them." Yuan Chen looked at Leng Xuan intently and suddenly smiled:
"Little friend Leng, I didn't expect you to see so clearly. It's really beyond my expectation."
Leng Xuan smiled and said: "Senior, you are ridiculous. In fact, everyone has a steelyard in their heart, and they know many things well. They are just afraid of those forces and dare not say it out." Yuan Chen nodded, and then said it again.
His eyes turned to the sky. At this moment, Li Xiuyi looked at Yan Chengfeng with a gloomy expression and said coldly: "You are definitely not him, he has been dead long ago." Yan Chengfeng nodded and said: "You are right.
, I am indeed not himself, I am just a clone of him. However, I have inherited his legacy and will raze your Lingtian Palace to the ground to vent the hatred of the past." Li Xiuyi laughed and said: "If
It's Yan Chengfeng himself here, so maybe I'm still a little scared, but just because you're a clone, you want to destroy my Lingtian Palace, and I'm not afraid of such big words getting off my tongue?"
"Really?" Yan Chengfeng said proudly: "Today, I will kill you first, and then slowly deal with Lingtian Palace." As he spoke, the billowing black cloud above his head quickly spread to the sky.
Come. At the same time, gusts of strong winds howled, like shrill screams, disturbing people's minds. After a while, black clouds once again enveloped the top of Zhonghua Mountain, and among the black clouds, there were clusters of thunder.
The flickering light reflected the frightened expressions on the faces of the cultivators. Yuan Chen glanced at the top of the mountain and said worriedly: "We can't let these cultivators gather together. If the two people above start a fight, it will inevitably affect them."
After a pause, he turned to Abbot Huijue next to him and said: "Abbott, you are a senior in the world of cultivation and are highly respected. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to come forward."
Abbot Huijue nodded, then walked slowly to the platform with a Zen staff in hand, and solemnly pronounced the Buddha's name. Driven by his Buddhist teachings, the four words "Amitabha" were like drums in the evening and bells in the morning, impacting everyone's ears.
.Suddenly, all the cultivators on the top of the mountain focused their attention on him. Abbot Huijue said slowly: "Fellow Taoists, it is related to your own safety. Please retreat from the top of the mountain quickly to avoid being affected."
Dajue Temple has always enjoyed a high reputation in the world of cultivation, so when the abbot opened his mouth, he immediately received the response of everyone. For a time, thousands of cultivators spread out their bodies and galloped towards the top of the mountain near Zhonghua Mountain. The scene was spectacular.
Spectacular. Leng Xuan's eyes scanned among the many cultivators, and soon found the position of Longtou and the others. He quickly moved his body and flew over from the platform. Master Gui Gu looked up at the sky above his head.
Yan Chengfeng and Li Xiuyi frowned slightly, and then urged: "Everyone, hurry back to the cave. They are condensing their true energy and will take action soon."
After hearing the words, everyone hurriedly ran towards the cave. When Leng Xuan and his party arrived at the cave, a strong sense of chilling suddenly came from the sky above their heads, permeating the world. Some people with weak cultivation levels
The cultivators, infected by this cold and murderous aura, couldn't help but tremble all over, which was very shocking.