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Chapter 0415 Charge interest!

Listening to Ye Feng's cold answer, the old man trembled all over. He went to the Shaolin Temple to collect interest. Isn't this looking for death?

Swallowing the saliva in his throat, the old man made a grimace and whispered: "Master, Shaolin Temple Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there are even rumors that there is a little star-level venerable..."

Before the old man could finish what he said, Ye Feng raised his right hand to stop his next words and said with a smile: "I am here to take the life of the little star lord of Shaolin Temple!"

"What?"

The old man's expression froze, and an incredible light flashed in his eyes.

He believed that Ye Feng was not a fool. If so, he dared to say this, which showed that he at least had the strength to kill the little star-level venerable.

At the same time, in the Zen room behind the Main Hall of Shaolin Temple, two old monks who walked like dry wood sat beside the plane crash bed.

One of them had his eyes closed, and golden talismans were floating around his body. Each talisman contained frightening energy.

Golden talismans poured into the forehead of Aircrash.

Gradually, Aircrash's breathing calmed down.

"How?" Another old monk has a distinguished temperament and a solemn appearance, revealing boundless coercion.

"My life has been saved, but my cultivation will never come back!"

"Why!"

Yuan Xin clasped his hands together and said a Buddha's name, "This is an air disaster, it is destined!"

At this time, Kongcang slowly opened his eyes, looked at the two old monks in front of him, and struggled to get up.

"Don't move around, otherwise, my hard work will be in vain!" Yuan Yi held the shoulder of Kong Nan and said, "You can't keep your cultivation."

There was a trace of pain in Aircrash's eyes, and he took a deep breath and said: "What I cultivate is Buddhism, not martial arts. My cultivation is something external to me. If I throw it away, throw it away!"

"It's best if you can see through it!" Yuan Xin nodded and said, "Having said that, how can you conquer demons and eliminate demons without force? Don't worry, my uncle will take back this revenge for you!"

"Thank you, Uncle Yuan Xin!"

Yuan Yi thought for a moment and said, "Actually, it's not impossible."

The plane crash made his eyes light up. Although he said he was calm, he had been practicing for hundreds of years and had lost all his cultivation. How could he be so free and easy?

"I heard that the eighth star field of the interstellar battlefield is about to open, and its once-in-a-century auction will also be held as scheduled. By then, there may be cosmic treasures that can restore your cultivation!"

After listening to Yuan Yi's words, Kong Nan gave a bitter smile and said: "Uncle Master, we are not qualified to auction that kind of cosmic treasure!"

"Haha, Uncle Master can come forward for you in this matter!" A strange light flashed across Yuan Yi's eyes, and he said lightly: "When King Qin was born, I am afraid that many people will have trouble sleeping and eating, especially the One God Emperor Shitian. Back then, he

He betrayed the King of Qin and stole the blood of the phoenix to achieve his current level of cultivation. Now that the King of Qin has returned, Emperor Shitian will definitely need allies!"

"It makes sense!" Yuan Xin nodded and said, "The King of Qin is colluding with the interstellar barbarians, and we should come forward."

"Buzz!!!"

"Um?"

Suddenly!

Yuan Xin and Yuan Yi's expressions darkened. Under their solemn gazes, Kongcang, who was lying on the bed, suddenly began to tremble violently, and the blood in his body boiled like a stream.

"If you dare to commit murder in the Shaolin Temple, you are seriously seeking death!"

Yuan Xin stepped forward, and the Buddhist power around his body condensed into a Buddha wheel, shrouding the air disaster in it.

At the same time, phantoms came out of Yuan Xin's body and swept out in all directions.

"Something's wrong!"

Suddenly, Yuan Yi's expression changed slightly. Even though he was protected by Yuan Xin, the blood in his body during the plane crash still did not calm down.

"curse?"

There was a cold light in Yuan Xin's eyes, "You are really brave, daring to cast a curse in front of a poor monk."

"Subduing the dragon!!!"

"Roar!!!"

After forming a seal with both hands, rolls of golden Buddha power suddenly condensed and turned into a ferocious golden dragon, which immediately sank into the center of Aircrash's eyebrows.

"I want to see what kind of evil spirit dares to come to Shaolin Temple to commit murder!" Yuan Yi's figure trembled at the side, and waves of space ripples spread, and the figure disappeared into the room.

At the same time, at the foot of Songshan Mountain, Ye Feng frowned and looked at the blood that continued to disperse from his palms.

"Is there anyone protecting the plane crash?"

There was a hint of helplessness at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were full of coldness.

"Buzz!!!"

Under the horrified gaze of the old man, rolls of corpse energy intertwined between Ye Feng's hands, and finally turned into a dark book of heaven and earth.

After dropping the remaining blood onto the Book of Heaven and Earth, Ye Feng formed a seal with his hands, and a strange light flowed in his eyes, "In all directions, including the universe, die!!!"

A ball of corpse air spurted out from Ye Feng's mouth, turned into a dark skull, and immediately fell on the Qiankun Book.

"The curse Ming Ao combined with the Qian Kun Book, coupled with the Xue Ming Hand, I don't believe I can't kill you!!!"

"kill!"

A cry filled with cold and piercing murderous intent.

The dark Qiankun Book burst into pieces, and immediately turned into a black light that penetrated the void.

"Walk!"

Seeing the black light sinking into the void, Ye Feng grabbed the old man's shoulders and immediately broke the void.

Not long after Ye Feng left with Old Man, Yuan Yi's skinny figure appeared where they had just stayed.

"Corpse Qi?"

Smelling the residual corpse aura in the air, Yuan Yi made a move with his right hand. The weak corpse aura from all directions continued to condense, and finally turned into a wisp, falling into his palm.

"You think you're the only one who can do magic?"

Yuan Yi opened his mouth wide and swallowed the corpse air as black as ink.

"Cough cough cough!!!"

The moment he swallowed the corpse air, Yuan Yi's expression changed drastically, his chest heaved violently, and he coughed desperately.

"Old monk, I knew you had bad intentions!"

The corpse gas coughed out by Yuan Yi suddenly caused a wave of consciousness, and then exploded and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Okay, very good!" Yuan Yi's eyes flashed fiercely. He did not expect that the corpse aura was deliberately left by the other party. It contained several curses and was extremely vicious.

It was at this time that a terrifying momentum rose from the Shaolin Temple.

Feeling the angry atmosphere, Yuan Yi's expression changed drastically, "Oops, something big happened!"

"Buzz!"

The next second, Yuan Yi penetrated the void and appeared in the mountain meditation room he had left before.

"Junior brother!"

Looking at Yuan Xin, whose face was extremely ugly, Yuan Yi clenched his fists with both hands and slowly turned his head to look at the plane crash lying on the bed, completely losing his breath.

"damn it!!!"

"boom!!!"

The color of the sky and the earth changed, and on top of Mount Song, a vague figure of the Buddha appeared, blocking out the sky and the sun. The fear of the Buddha's majesty made it difficult for everyone to breathe.

"Hoo ho ho!!!"

Yuan Yi panted heavily, trying to control the anger in his heart, calming down his momentum, and said in a cold voice: "Junior brother, with your protection, how did the other party kill the nephew of the plane crasher?"

Yuan Xin's face turned livid. He, a dignified little star-level venerable, could not stop the black light that suddenly fell just now. This made his heart boil with anger.

"The curse cast by the other party is very strange. It contains the blood of the nephew who was involved in the plane crash. It is impossible to prevent it!" Yuan Xin's eyes flashed and said: "Brother, the zombies in the small secret realm of Qingqiu must be eliminated!"

"You and Junior Brother Yuanhao will go to Qingqiu Little Secret Realm together. You must avenge your nephew for the plane crash!"

"Um!"


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