Later, Yin Tianzheng's strength, which had not seen any fluctuations in many years, actually improved, and directly from the peak of the middle stage of the innate stage to the late stage of the innate stage.

Yin Tian was so happy about this. He didn't expect that he could still usher in this second spring at such an old age. Of course, this spring just refers to the improvement of his strength.

The other people's strength has also been greatly improved, and each one is different. Yang Xiao, a master in the late stage of the innate stage, has the least obvious improvement.

His strength is in the late stage of the innate stage. This time, taking Xiantao only allowed him to reach the peak of the late stage of the innate stage. The improvement does not sound very obvious, but only Yang Xiao himself can feel the improvement of the overall combat power.

And he has great confidence that he can reach the realm of a half-step master within ten years.

"Yes, my father, although the leader of the church is young, the child will strictly implement what he has told him. After all, the leader's plan is not my Ming Cult."

King Yin Ye was extremely arrogant and he had never conquered many people in his life, especially to convince him that those who were younger than him were, which was even more uncomfortable than killing him. However, he admired Lin Hao from the bottom of his heart.

Yin Tian waved his hand and signaled that King Yin Ye could go.

The Shaolin Sect members are still very self-aware. They know that although the Ming Cult is a lion in their late years, they are not something that their Shaolin Temple can shake.

Therefore, after arriving at Kunlun Mountain, I did not rush to advance, but kept a distance from the territory of the Ming Cult, waiting for the arrival of the other five sects.

The Shaolin disciples were not wary people, but this time, they had to join this team of demon-eliminating demons. The four great monks of the world died under Xie Xun's hand.

Therefore, there must be an argument for this matter.

"Uncle Kongzhi, this time it is of great importance. I, Shaolin, cannot attack rashly, but it is necessary to explore the way. The disciple wants to go and explore the way."

Cheng Kun felt that it was not very stable to place explosives, and always felt that Lin Hao was extraordinary. Even if he faced several forces, it would be very likely to help Mingjiao turn danger into danger.

Therefore, at this time, Cheng Kun wanted to use his familiarity with the Ming Cult to make trouble, at least the ten-scent soft-gluten powder in his arms would be given to the top leaders of the Ming Cult.

In this way, when the fight begins, the Ming Cult will be at a disadvantage.

Kongzhi was also in a dilemma. After all, Cheng Kun was his disciple of Senior Brother Kongjian. This action was of great significance to him. Doing more things would also be a comfort to his master.

Just when the monk Kongzhi wanted to agree to this matter, the group of people appeared in front of them.

"Hahaha, Master Kongzhi, your sect is really powerful and powerful. I didn't expect that you were the ones who arrived in Kunlun Mountain first."

The large group of people, led by a long bearded man, leaned towards Shaolin.

The man with long beard, who was leading the way, looked like a human being, and had a folding fan on his hand, which was full of prosperity.

"The words of Master Xianyu are too humble. I, Shaolin, have just arrived. After all, Xie Xun of the Ming Cult is carrying the blood debt of my senior brother. How can I let go of my Shaolin disciple? Amitabha~"

Kongzhi had no good feelings for the people in front of him, but he was not disgusted with them, so he practiced the basic etiquette of Buddhism. After all, they are both the heads of the six major sects. From this level, their identities are equal and polite, which is what they should do.

Xianyutong is also politely clasped his fists at Kongzhi.

"Master Kongzhi is right. The Ming Cult killed my Senior Brother Baiyuan. My Huashan Sect naturally couldn't just swallow this. Besides, the Ming Cult has committed many evil deeds. Eliminating the Demon Cult is the duty of my people in the martial arts world."

After a few greetings, the people from the Huashan Sect also began to set up camps.

At this moment, King Yin Ye hid in the dark and watched all this. Behind him were a group of disciples of the Sky Eagle Sect.

This time they don’t need to fight head-on with these people. After all, Lin Hao said, don’t kill people, and you should suppress them.

Therefore, it is still possible to make trouble. Besides, with the strength of King Yin Ye, he cannot confront the masters of these two sects head-on.

The monks in Shaolin were all real and capable, and Xianyutong was the same. Although he was not good at martial arts, his despicable means were extremely troublesome.

"Young Master, you're ready!"

At this time, a subordinate came over and said to King Yin Ye.

"Okay, everyone see my gestures, prepare and let it go!"

One rocket was launched, without any warning, and it landed in the camps of the two major sects and was still flying out.

If it was late at night, the two major sects could basically reflect the position of the enemy, but the disciples with average strength were really confused for a while.

"Shaolin disciples, put out the fire!"

Kong Zhi flew up in the air, drifted towards the direction the rocket was shot out, and many rockets were shot down along the way.

In comparison, Xianyutong is much more embarrassed.

"Damn it, damn it, the villains of the Ming Cult actually did such a stealing thing. The disciples obeyed the orders and left half of them to put out the fire, and the rest of them were killed with me."

Run over? Haha, it's interesting. When you run over, where will the king of Yin Ye have already gone?

King Yin Ye did not plan to fight this time. After setting the fire, he ran away and finished his business. Who would have thought that the bald donkey from Shaolin Temple actually chased him up.

"Donor, Isn't it a bit inappropriate to leave so easily after setting the fire?"

Kong Zhi is worthy of being one of the four great monks of the world, with a relatively comprehensive martial arts value, so this light skill is naturally no problem. King Yin Ye was chased before he brought his men to the horse.

Although it is a hostile relationship, when you see the senior, you still have the etiquette you should have.

"My younger King Yin Ye has seen the God of Kongzhi. We have no intention of fighting with the sect. We left, so we asked the God of Kongzhi to take advantage of it."

King Yin Ye smiled and bowed.

If he, a monk of Kongzhi, wanted to stop so many disciples of the Ming Cult, it would be obviously unrealistic, but the monks from Shaolin Temple would be different.

Wow, swow, swow! Yuan Zhen and several Shaolin monks also took light skills and flew to Kongzhi.

Seeing that several masters from Shaolin were coming, King Yin Ye shouted in his heart that something was wrong. It seemed that a fierce battle was inevitable. It was a scene that he did not want to see.

I thought it would be easier to retreat when I chose to move during the day, but I didn't expect that the bald donkeys would move so quickly.

"Donor Yin, please go with me~"

Kong Zhi didn't talk nonsense. His terrifying palm power, with the domineering gale, directly surpassed the Yin Ye King and grabbed it.

In response, King Yin Ye had no choice but to use all his strength to fight.
Chapter completed!