Seeing this scene, Yuan Zhongli was stunned, and Cheng Yingying was about to cry. She rushed forward regardless of everything: "Mr. Chen! I'm here to save you!"
But Wujue stopped Cheng Yingying at this time: "It's useless, this is our Leiyin Temple's Golden Cicada Silk Formation. It took Senior Brother Wuming two full days to set up this formation. There are only round characters in Leiyin Temple."
Only an expert at the level of a senior master can break this formation in a short time, and there is no way for this devil to escape."
Having said this, Wu Jue couldn't help but feel extremely emotional. First, he felt that Chen Yu was so powerful, far beyond his imagination. Second, he felt that Wu Ming's foresight was great. When Wu Ming set up the formation here these two days, he
I still thought it was unnecessary, but now I realize that I was wrong. No wonder I am obviously stronger than Wu Ming, but my status in the temple has always been lower than that of senior brother Wu Ming.
However, just when Wu Jue was filled with emotion, a large mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from Wu Ming's mouth, and then a strong wind raged throughout the forest!
These winds were not real winds, but Chen Yu's powerful sword energy. Countless sword energy fell from the sky and instantly cut off all the golden threads entangled with Chen Yu!
Chen Yu came out of his cocoon, looked at Wu Jue, and said like a god: "What did you just say? I can't escape?"
Wu Jue looked at Chen Yu, his whole body trembling. For the first time in his history, he felt an unspeakable fear.
However, although Wu Ming was injured, he could still maintain his rationality and shouted to Wu Jue: "Wu Jue! Run away! Don't worry about anything! Run away back to the temple!"
"Haha, you are still interesting." Chen Yu sneered and looked at Wu Ming, "But you don't have to run away. If I wanted to kill you, you would have died long ago."
"You mentioned Leiyin Temple just now, right? I have a gift for you." After saying this, Chen Yu turned his wrist and found a string of black Buddhist beads in his hand, and then he threw the beads to Wu Ming.
Wu Ming took the beads, and then his expression immediately changed: "This... this... is this the Heicheng Buddha beads that has been lost for decades in our temple? Chen... Donor Chen, why are these beads here with you?"
"Someone asked me to bring Yuankong back to China and give it to Leiyin Temple." Chen Yu said calmly.
"Give it to the Abbot?" Wu Ming was extremely shocked, "But if I remember correctly, this string of Buddhist beads was taken overseas by the rebellious monk Yuan Qian of our temple thirty years ago. The person who gave this string of Buddhist beads to Donor Chen
Is it just Yuan Qian?"
Chen Yu shook his head: "I don't know if he is Yuan Qian. I only know that he is the leader of the Southeast Asian underground organization Thousand Faces Buddha, known as Ghost Buddha."
"Guifu... it is indeed him, then he is now..."
"I have already killed him." Chen Yu said calmly.
Wu Ming was startled again, with a very complicated expression. He looked at the Buddhist beads in his hand and thought for a long time, then suddenly he put his hands together and made a Buddhist salute to Chen Yu: "Amitabha, good, good. It seems that we must have misunderstood Donor Chen.
I feel very sorry for what happened today."
"Donor Chen cleaned up the gates of our Leiyin Temple and brought back a treasure that had been lost for decades. He is a person who has a good relationship with our temple. The poor monk feels extremely ashamed for what he did today."
"After the poor monk returns to Leiyin Temple, he will report the matter to the abbot and all the uncles according to the facts. I believe they will come to thank Almsgiver Chen in person!"