Chapter 459: Killing randomly

"Demon Lord."

"See the Demon Lord."

"The Holy Lord of the Demon, who has achieved martial virtues, has eliminated the charity of the gods, and has a great power of the demon."

When Chen Yi brought Wuyin back to the gate of Dacien Temple with Bai Xiaolou, he was warmly welcomed by his subordinates.

These subordinates also tacitly distinguished their status by their speeches when they were greeting. The more they said, the lower their status was, and they showed a three-stage distribution.

"Good, keep going."

Chen Yi expressed his praise for the welcome, and then introduced to everyone: "This is Master Wuyan, the 'Desire Realm of Tiaoti'. I joined forces with the master to wipe out the Dacien Temple. In addition, there is a help from experts. Although the senior officials such as the old thief Tu and Xu Wen of Jingzong are difficult, there is no reason to be spared if the three of us join forces."

"You are polite to the Demon Lord," Wuyin said politely, "The little monk is just a little helping. The real ones are the Demon Lord and the master. Moreover, the little monk also thanked the Demon Lord for saving his life."

After saying that, the monk wearing a simple monk's robe, with a fancy bells and whistles on his head, stamped with black "卍" seals and the six-character mantra, put his hands together and saluted Chen Yi, with his gratitude sincere and strong.

Ghost King, Mrs. Honglian: "······"

Although they were brainwashed, their IQ was not washed away. With the strength of these two, I am afraid that even the elders of Dacien Temple could not pass the level.

If the black lotus hadn't appeared suddenly and the heavenly demon saved the scene, the invincible demon might have fallen.

If someone else had said this, the Ghost King and Mrs. Honglian would have taught a lesson.

But if it were Chen Yi...

"The Demon Lord's Divine Power." The Ghost King and Mrs. Honglian congratulated him.

Xiongtu had a vague guess in his heart because of the previous Black Lotus. He guessed some terrible truth. At this moment, he thought in his heart whether he would take the opportunity to test the connection between the invincible world and the demon lord.

However, out of caution, Xiongtu bowed down after a brief hesitation and said, "The Demon Lord's Divine Power."

Seeing that his pioneer disciple was so tactful, Chen Yi nodded with satisfaction, but out of caution, his eyes were filled with dark light and suddenly snapped his fingers, and performed a small memory operation on everyone other than Ghost King and Mrs. Honglian.

In the new memory, a great enemy suddenly appeared in the Heart Buddha Hall of Dacien Temple, and the monks hurried over to support. The demon did not leave, but watched from afar with his subordinates. He sensed the battle between the two great masters, and even his inspiration was wiped out. It was so terrifying that he should not advance rashly, so he watched for a while and waited for the result.

After the Jingzong and a group of monks with mysterious fetal fetus were defeated, they took action and led the crowd to slaughter the remaining monks.

In order to raise the banner, the Heavenly Demon Bai Xiaolou ordered his subordinates to spread rumors, saying that he led people to break into Dacien Temple and rescued the "Desire Realm Shot" under Jingzong for no reason. Then, with unknown strong men, they dealt with the Jingzong of Dacien Temple and the nine monks in Xuanfei realm, and killed them indiscriminately, and wiped out Dacien Temple in one fell swoop.

This is the general truth.

Back then, Mr. Kaodu assassinated the first dynasty from the air 800 miles away, which was rumored to be a grand talk. It has been endless for a hundred years. Today, my Heavenly Demon even fought with the clone of the Jingzong. It would not be too much to take advantage of the results?

No matter who knows this, it will feel very reasonable.

Chen Yi has controlled everyone's soul and even their thinking. With a little memory operation, it will be done with a thought. In the future, even if someone searches their souls, he will only know the revised truth.

No one will know that the world's invincibility has ever appeared, and no one will guess the truth.

At most, they suspected that the Heavenly Demon Bai Xiaolou and the mysterious strong man had a tacit understanding, and even had been instructed by the strong man to break into the temple. As for the others, as long as the thinking logic is still normal, they would never guess.

After finishing the work, Chen Yi was puzzled and searched the Dacien Temple. After discovering that all the monks in the temple were dead and there was not even a dog left, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Get away."

"Master Demon, don't you continue to search for the treasures of Dacien Temple?" The Ghost King suggested when he heard this, "People just swept around in a hurry before. There must be many precious things and secret warehouses that have not been found yet. Now that they are withdrawn, they may be cheaper to others."

This is a thousand-year-old treasure temple. Linglong Iron Shadow did not show any decline in the refugees in Youzhou back then. The family was so rich. Although Dacien Temple was a Qingjing temple, it was far less wealthy than Linglong Iron Shadow and Dalun Temple, it would never be poor.

The Buddha statues alone are worth more than ten thousand gold, let alone other classics, magical instruments, money and food.

If I really plunder it, even if I take out all the storage magic weapons on my hand, everyone will think that they can’t even plunder it.

"Just empty the classics."

Chen Yi looked at the cannon fodders who had already carried the bookcases on his back and said, "As for the others, we don't have enough time."

Moreover, Chen Yi is not short of money or resources.

He already has millions of believers under his command. Even if each person takes out a penny, they are all copper mountains and seas. As for resources, it is even less worthy of truth.

What Chen Yi lacks the least is resources.

What he and his subordinates lack is the accumulation of knowledge and background.

Since the Demon Lord gave this order, his subordinates naturally had to obey.

Everyone left immediately, without any delay, leaving only a temple empty in the valley. From time to time, cold wind passed by, causing a whimpering sound, as if a ghost was crying.

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Two hours later.

As the sun is approaching dusk, the bright red sunset is reflected on the river water, showing a bleeding color.

Outside Jianxin Valley, a small boat slowly approached. A tiger raised his head high at the bow of the boat. Seeing the water valley not far away, he immediately shouted loudly: "Master, Master, and the Taoist Master of Zhenwu, Jianxin Valley has arrived."

The people in the cabin heard the news and first walked up to the bow of the boat wearing black monk's robe and dressed as a layman. Seeing that the water mist in Jianxin Valley was gone from afar, I couldn't help but frown.

"Something is wrong," Li Zong's eyes filled with golden light, soaking his pupils. He observed, "The fog in Jianxin Valley has been shaking all year round, so why is it clearly visible today, and......"

The wings of the Li Zong sniffed and smelled some bad smell.

The monks of Linglong Iron Sha who had participated in the encirclement and suppression of the Pure Land Sect have basically practiced the secret method of tracing thousands of miles, and their sense of smell is extremely extraordinary. The Vinaya Sect has even practiced this secret method to the point of reaching the pinnacle, comparable to the monks who opened their nose consciousness in the Great Ci'en Temple.

At this moment, as soon as he approached Jianxin Valley, he smelled the dry air and a strong smell of blood.

"No, something happened in Dacien Temple."

The face of the Literature changed drastically. As soon as the palm of the hand was used to press the water surface, the ship immediately shot towards the water valley like a sharp arrow.

From today on, I will continue to update. I will not watch dramas, travel, or get sick. I will not play games, or hydrology. I will be strict with myself, cherish the time like gold, be indomitable, strive to strive for first-class, strive to create brilliance and enjoy writing, and make steel for hundreds of times, be worthy of readers, be worthy of youth, and be worthy of the future. As an author, I solemnly swore: code writing is my duty, and I have endless potential and not afraid of hardships!

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