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Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty-Five

Fang Lie gasped for a few times, and then laughed without anger, "Are you a monk from Daleiyin Temple?"

"No," the monk said proudly: "I am a disciple of Zen Master Bailian of Daleiyin Temple, with the Dharma name Jiekong."

"Very good," Fang Lie sneered, "Since you know that I am Fang Lie, you must know that I am a disciple of the Mo Sect?"

"So what?" Jiekong sneered: "Do you think I'm afraid by moving out of the Momen?"

"I don't need to scare you with the master's sect." Fang Lie grinned: "I just need to tell you one thing. Mo Sect will declare war on your Daleiyin Temple."

"Declare war?" Jiekong was stunned at the time, and then laughed loudly, "Boy, you look down on yourself too much. I will kill you just an outer disciple. Can Mo Sect declare war on me for you? Haha, you are so naive and pitiful."

"You are innocent and pitiful," Fang Lie sneered: "I am not only an outer disciple, but I am also a candidate for the Momen Ren Ling. You understand what I said. Your provocation to me is a provocation to the word Ren Ling, and a provocation to the entire Momen. Even if the top leaders of the sect hate me so much, they will definitely regain the dignity of the ancestor order. I want to see if the Daleiyin Temple will protect you."

"You" Jiekong could no longer laugh when he heard this.

Because Fang Lie is right, if anything is involved in the family law of the ancestors, it will be a problem of the face of the entire sect. Killing an outer disciple is not a big deal. Anyway, there are millions of outer disciples, and it doesn’t matter how many deaths are. However, humiliating the other sect’s ancestors will directly trigger public outrage. If you are not careful, it will turn into a sect war.

Even if Jiekong has Zen Master Bailian as the backstage, he will definitely not be able to bear such a responsibility.

Jiekong then fell into an extremely embarrassing situation. He originally came to raise his troops to seek justice for the cannibal monks, and to take back the Bow of Light and Chongming Temple. But now, he found that he was in great trouble first.

For him, there are only two choices now. One is to bow his head and apologize. This will certainly resolve this grudge, but his old face will be wiped out. Not only that, his original purpose cannot be achieved. Fang Lie was so badly beaten by him. Whether he can forgive him is different. How could he give him the seventh-level magic weapon and the huge foundation for free?

As for another way, it is to do nothing and stop. Yu Qian killed Fang Lie. As long as no one confronted each other, the two sides would just argue. At most, they would be punished by themselves. But if things were done well, they might be beneficial.

Thinking of this, Jiekong's face showed a ferocious look, "Fang Lie, do you really think I dare not kill you?"

"Hmph" Fang Lie sneered: "So what if you dare to kill me? Can you kill me?"

"Very good, boy, you have completely angered me." Jiekong sneered: "Do you really think your immortal body is invincible? I want to see how you will resurrect after destroying your body and spirit."

As he said that, Jiekong slowly took out a black round bead from his arms, and sneered disdainfully, "Do you know what this is? The God of Nirvana Thunder"

When Fang Lie heard this, he didn't respond, but the people around him who watched the battle suddenly changed their faces and they all showed horror.

"Damn it, isn't the divine thunder of Nirvana explicitly prohibited from being used against core disciples? Those who are killed by this thing will be destroyed by both body and spirit. Even if there is a puppet on the body, they will not be resurrected."

"Yes, both good and evil have agreed to do so. You must not use this thing for your core disciples, because you are afraid that the core disciples you have trained with hard work will die completely. As far as I know, the last time I violated the evil path cultivator, the true person of Thunder Tribulation. He used this object to kill a core disciple of Xikunlun, and led to the half immortal of Xikunlun to take action. He was caught in Xikunlun and was refined by Taiqing Zhenhuo for three thousand years. He has not died until now. Even the core disciples of his sect were all killed by that half immortal and could not be resurrected. Since then, the divine thunder of Nirvana is a taboo in the sect. If Jiekong dares to use him to kill Fang Lie, the Great Leiyin Temple will not be able to save him, and he will die."

"Unless, no one knows this"

"Damn it, he wants to kill someone to silence him"

"Run quickly." The many monks who understood that they were so scared that they turned around and ran away.

"Hahaha" Jiekong laughed at the sky and said, "Since he knows the Buddha's plan, he still wants to run away? It's so naive. Du Er Bailian, kill me."

As he said that, Jiekong slapped the white lotus under his seat. The next moment, the white lotus was shining brightly, and countless lights flew in all directions.

In just a moment, nearly a thousand monks watching the fun around, whether they were Master Jinchi, Master Zifu, Yuandan, and Master Fengjie, without exception, were all cut into several sections by the mysterious white light. The broken limbs and arms fell into crackling everywhere on the island, like rain, and scarlet blood flowers were scattered all over the ground.

Everyone actually resisted in this process, but it has no meaning. The casual Fire Tribulation True Man may not be so powerful, but the Fire Tribulation True Man in the sect have the combat power of the scattered cultivator Thunder Tribulation True Man, which is completely beyond the control of these middle and low-level cultivators.

Just one move, thousands of people were destroyed

Jiekong was extremely satisfied with this. He laughed and said, "Young man, have you seen it? This is the Buddha's method. When you die, you will be even worse than them. At least they can be reincarnated and reborn, but you can only destroy both body and spirit."

"Damn bald donkey, you are too happy too early." Fang Lie sneered: "Momen will not let you go."

"Haha, after I kill you, I will kill everyone here. Without evidence, I don't believe what the Momen can do to me." Jiekong said proudly: "Boy, I won't say much nonsense, go to death for me."

As he said that, Jiekong knocked out the divine thunder in his hand.

I saw that the black bead came to Fang Lie in a blink of an eye, and then it burst into black divine light, and it was about to explode its terrifying power.

At this critical moment, Fang Lie sneered, and raised his hand and released the cannibal monk, blocking him as a shield in front of him.

A mere human-eating monk, but Feng Jie's cultivation level must not be able to stop the divine thunder of the Silence. The power of this thing is more than the eighth level, and the easy seventh level magic weapon can be blown up, let alone the flesh and blood body.

But don't forget that there is a special magical power hidden in the eyebrows of the sheep monk, which is the life-saving power given by Zen Master Tianlong.

Feeling that the cannibal monk was facing a disaster, a golden figure jumped out of his eyebrows, which looked like an old monk.

As soon as he appeared, Jiekong was stunned, his face full of shock, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Master Tianlong? Dharma body? Supernatural powers? Damn it, no."

Jiekong finally recognized what this was. He was extremely desperate and let out a shrill scream. Unfortunately, he still couldn't change his destiny.
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