Monk Dry Leaf continued: "Hell is in Misty Mountain."
Yun Yi paused for a moment. Misty Mountain is the place where the Three Saints retreat, so how can it become a hell?
"I come from Hong'en Temple in Misty Mountain. I was originally just a fire-burning monk in the temple. For eighteen years in Hong'en Temple, I suffered endless torture. Finally, I stole the Blood Bodhisattva from Hong'en Temple and escaped and hid myself in the Golden Pavilion."
"I thought I had escaped, but I didn't expect to see another purgatory-like scene."
"You all know that the people in the Golden Pavilion use people to do all kinds of strange experiments. Liansheng was one of the test subjects. I took Liansheng away and destroyed their bronze bird mirror in the Golden Pavilion. This is also the result of the Golden Pavilion.
The reason why the people in the pavilion want to hunt me down."
"As for taking Liansheng away, firstly, I felt compassion for him because of my murderous nature, and secondly, I sensed something strange about Liansheng's bloodline."
"Is the bloodline strange?"
Yun Yi paused, a little confused.
But just when Yun Yi was confused like this, Monk Dead Leaf slowly stood up.
Um?
In an instant, everyone in the Golden Pavilion was stunned.
Monk Dead Leaf was a being who could rival the Sword God Qin Wudao. Everyone originally thought that Monk Dead Leaf had no strength to fight anymore, but they didn't expect him to stand up again.
Such a person, let alone colliding with him, is scary enough to stand in front of him.
Seeing Monk Dead Leaf's expression becoming more and more fierce, Sword God Qin Wudao couldn't help but be surprised.
He asked in a deep voice: "How can you recover from your injuries?"
"not at all."
Monk Dead Leaf smiled miserably and said: "This poor monk is just at the end of his crossbow. He is not recovering. Now he just has to hold on for a breath to die with you."
"What?"
Qin Wudao was startled, and then said with a cold face: "Are you crazy, you monster monk? Are you willing to risk your life for a nameless, unknown child?"
"Liansheng is my child."
Monk Dry Leaf said.
"Nonsense!"
Qin Wudao said: "This little boy was just picked up from Minshan by our disciples. He only has a life. Is it necessary for you to risk your life for him?"
"Liansheng is my child."
Monk Dead Leaf replied with a calm expression.
"You, you are simply crazy."
Qin Wudao was extremely angry. He already felt that Monk Dead Leaf was trying to use his last breath to deliver a dying blow. A master like Monk Dead Leaf could not underestimate the attack he launched under his dying struggle.
.
"Donor Yun, I leave Liansheng to you."
Monk Dead Leaf patted Yun Yi's hand. Yun Yi only felt a hot breath coming from his palm, but when he looked at his palm, the breath disappeared.
The dead leaf monk continued to support his weak body and move forward.
"dad!"
Although Liansheng was young, he seemed to sense what was going to happen next, and immediately exclaimed in surprise.
The dead leaf monk never looked back.
But a tear fell down the corner of his eye.
"How many years have you not shed tears?"
Monk Dead Leaf laughed miserably, and the next moment, he rushed out like a cheetah.
"Canaan seal, broken~~"
Following Monk Dead Leaf's loud shout, he punched Qin Wudao directly with both fists. Qin Wudao could naturally block it, but if he blocked it, his decades of cultivation would probably be wiped out, so he struck out.
Captured General Pang Rong.
"Boom~~"
There was a burst of explosions, and Pang Rong's body was directly shattered into pieces by the attack of the dead leaf monk. The surrounding black-armored warriors also made explosions one after another, and their bodies turned into blood mist and fell to the ground.
"Amitabha!"
Dead Leaf made one last attack, took a few steps back, sat cross-legged on the ground, and died.