Inside the Jinzong Temple, it felt like facing a formidable enemy.

Because just now, the soul tablets of the two golden Denver cultivators enshrined in the temple were shattered at the same time.

The fragmentation of the soul card represents the accidental death of Jian Kong who went out to investigate the situation of the mineral veins.

The rain is coming and the wind is blowing!

Originally, when the sky fell, there was a tall person to hold it up, but now it was better, and the two pillars of the temple fell at the same time.

Without the blessing of the Jindan monks, only the Qian Lianqi and Foundation-Building Buddha cultivators were left in the Jinzong Temple, which occupied such a large scale of wealth.

Without their backbone, this group of low-cultivation Jinzong Temple disciples suddenly felt in danger.

"Is there any news about Master Jiankong and Uncle Jianwen?"

"I've sent ten summonses and no reply!"

"Something is wrong!

"Quickly send some disciples with outstanding escape skills to search in the direction of the mineral veins!"

"Send another person to inform Master Miaowen of Lotus Temple that our temple is in trouble and we need to ask Master Miaowen to come and take charge of the overall situation!"

Several foundation building disciples in the temple were as anxious as ants on a hot pot. They met and discussed for half an hour. After much deliberation, they could only come up with this strategy.

It's a pity that I haven't received a reply from the disciple who was sent out yet.

A burst of black clouds, like a roof, pressed towards the boundary of Jinzong Temple.

The rain came pouring down from the sky, covering a hundred miles radius in a dark shower.

At this moment, a tall figure suddenly appeared in the depths of the heavy rain.

This man was wearing black armor, and his spiritual power fluctuated astonishingly. He avoided the rain wherever he went, and climbed up the steps of the mountain gate of Jinzong Temple in one step.

"Amitabha!"

"May I ask why the donor came to our temple?" Two qi-training monks in front of the mountain gate stopped the road and asked.

"Itchy hands."

"I want to kill a few monks to have fun."

As soon as Chen Fan finished speaking, his eyes flashed purple and green, and he instantly turned the two Qi-training monks who were blocking the way into human flesh, and then he walked towards the Jinzong Temple.

However, with every step he took, Chen Fan would exert force on the stone steps under his feet.

A crack trace visible to the naked eye extended upward from the mountain gate, causing the entire main peak of Jinzong Temple to shake slightly.

"The earth is shaking?"

"not good!"

"An enemy has invaded the mountain!"

"Quickly stand up to protect the temple!"

Many monks in the temple were in chaos, and alarm bells were ringing in the temple.

In the eyes of these foundation-building and qi-training monks, those who can cause the main peak to vibrate with the physical body alone have to say that they have the cultivation level of the golden elixir stage.

In addition, the temple has lost its two main pillars, Jiankong and Jindan, so they can only rely on the siege tactics of large numbers of people to fend off the powerful enemy in front of them.

When Chen Fan stepped in front of the main temple gate, he saw a dazzling golden figure of Arhat standing on the top of the peak, shrouding the entire Jinzong Temple.

The phantom of the golden Arhat is composed not only of the large formation of spiritual stones in the temple, but also of the monks in the temple who hold their own positions.

"Vajra Arhat Formation!"

“It’s time to conquer the demons!”

The leading monk with peak Foundation Establishment aura saw Chen Fan appear and immediately controlled the arhat's shadow to wave towards Chen Fan's location.

"interesting!"

When Chen Fan saw this, he did not dodge. With a flash of his figure, he transformed into the image of a ten-meter giant ape and punched the arhat's shadow.

An energy shadow, a physical supernatural power.

The two collided with each other, and suddenly the entire main peak of Jinzong Temple was shaken by thunder, and the roaring sound was endless!

And the phantom of the fallen Arhat also collapsed into a foam under the punch of Chen Fan in his prime state.

A blow that was comparable to the peak of the Golden Core, and many of the disciples of the Jinzong Temple who maintained the formation were shaken to the ground, bleeding from their orifices, and collapsed to the ground with a listless breath.

Chen Fan, on the other hand, swayed slightly, paused his feet, and dispelled the recoil force. He uttered the words "not good but useless", then shrank his physical form, walked into the Jinzong Temple without any hindrance, and started to wreak havoc.

Start killing.

Due to the small success in the spirit-swallowing body shaping skill, Chen Fan's mana base at this time has increased six times compared to when he was in Kunxu Water Mansion, which is enough to support him to maintain a ten-meter form for nearly thirty breaths.

The previous battle with Jiankong and Jianwen consumed more than ten breaths, and Jinzong Temple has almost recovered along the way.

In addition, Chen Fan was stimulated by the purgatory scene in the mine, and he felt a strong disgust for these monks with smooth and well-maintained bodies, so that he started to attack them extremely ruthlessly.

The wind with fists, feet, palms, purple-green spiritual eyes, and the fierce sword were flying around the temple. In an instant, the entire Jinzong Temple was stained with blood.

For a time, the whole Jinzong Temple screamed incessantly, and many monks who had been driven by the wind saw that the situation was not good and fled in all directions like birds and beasts.

Chen Fan was too lazy to chase the monks who had escaped. When the monks in front of him were slaughtered and there were no more survivors, Chen Fan stopped his efforts and grabbed a half-dead foundation-building monk at his feet and lifted it up to him.

"Let me ask you, where is the cave where I can see and hear?"

"never mind!"

"I'll do it myself!"

Seeing that the half-dead monk opened his mouth, there was only the sound of exhaling and there was no trace of consciousness, Chen Fan grabbed the monk's head and began to search for his soul.

He took the memory of the other party and found the cave where the two old bald donkeys went to retreat for daily practice.

Chen Fanqiang broke into the cave and looted everything they had hidden in the cave. Then he dropped a few jade slips containing information about Zhang Jing's identity and left the Jinzong Temple in a big way.

…

By the time Monk Miaowen from Lianhua Temple rushed to help with his three fellow disciples, there was no one alive in the entire Jinzong Temple.

There were corpses all over the ground, blood stains, and the stench of blood permeated the entire mountain, making the four Jin Danxiu feel terrified!

"What a cruel and vicious method!"

"There are more than a thousand people living in Jinzong Temple, but not a single one is left alive!"

"Amitabha, sin, sin, sin!"

"Who is this evil spirit that dares to commit such a massacre in the world of Wu's Immortal Cultivation Realm?"

"Quickly go and search everywhere. There must be some disciples who know the inside story and are running for their lives. The perpetrators must be summoned to the world!"

…

Chen Fan didn't know how noisy the Wu Kingdom's cultivation world was.

After finishing the entire Jinzong Temple with a ruthless hand, Chen Fan fled thousands of miles away, found a city where secular mortals lived, and once again disguised himself as the white-robed monk before entering.

This city is called Lanke City, named after the ancient Lanke Temple in the city.

It is said that eight hundred years ago in Lankegu Temple there was a highly respected holy monk who was named the Holy Master by the Wu royal family during his lifetime. After his death, he was cast into a golden Buddha statue and enshrined in the temple.

For hundreds of years, Buddhists in the country of Wu have come here to pay homage to the statue of this holy monk.

The reason why Chen Fan came to stay in this city was because when he was passing by this place, he used his spiritual vision to see from a distance a Buddha's light that was soaring into the sky and lingering for a long time.

This Buddha's light is so pure and sacred that it has never been seen even in the several Buddhist temples I have experienced before.
Chapter completed!