Amid the shocked eyes of the monks in the Hanging Temple, the clone of the Blast Ape King was blown by Gu Shao’s injury.

Huh!

Flashing golden light spots float in the sky with the wind.

"Um?"

Gu Shaoshen closed his fist and stood upright, suddenly his brow moved and reached out to grab it from the air.

"A hair?"

The palm spread out, a golden hair lying quietly in his palm.

"Double Sky."

Young Master Gu's heart was filled with thoughts.

The clone transformed from a hair has such powerful strength. How powerful is the Sky Warrior?

Bang!

Gu Shaoshen closed his palms and cut off his thoughts.

Having all the heavens and all realms, Gu Shaoshu did not think that the warriors of the sky were so unattainable.

It is not a self-esteem, but a Taoist heart built by his three worlds and over a hundred years of practice.

Step on!

The tattered black robe danced, and Gu Shaoshen stepped towards Kun Xiang and others.

With the muscles and bones of these monks, even if they were injured by the fist of the Blast Ape King, they recovered a little in a short time.

"Thank you, Young Master Gu, to take back the scriptures from this temple!"

When Gu Shaoshang walked closer, Kun Xiang and others all got up and bowed to Gu Shaoshang.

The monks were indeed sincere. If Gu Shao was not injured and would have beaten the King of Blast Ape on the spot.

Even if everyone was lucky enough to die, they could only watch him take away the "Buddha I Am the One Sutra".

"Unexpected."

Kun Xiang put his hands together, and he had a slight illusion of unreality.

A few months ago, although the boxing technique of the boy in front of him was powerful, it seemed to be different from that of him, and even lower.

In just a few months, he could actually defeat the incarnation of the Blast Ape King in one fell swoop.

Even if there is a reason why the power of the incarnation of the Blast Ape King is consumed too much, this progress is too terrifying.

Kun Xiang asked himself that among the current Dayan, he was considered a pride of heaven, but he could not imagine such a huge increase.

"polite."

Gu Shaoshang calmly received a great gift from everyone, took out the purple animal skin that recorded the Buddha I alone from his chest and handed it to Kunxiang.

Although the Buddhist scriptures of I am the sutra of the Buddha are the inheritance of the ancestors to the monks in the Hanging Temple.

It's nothing to Gu Shaoshang.

When I fought with Kun Xiang and Qian Gang before, the projection had been included. I could naturally show it when the Mirror of Heaven was repaired.

"You went down the mountain now and had not been slandered yet. I guess you didn't want to enter my Hanging Temple."

Kun Xiang took the secret book with both hands and sighed.

It was a pity that such a talented person could not be admitted to the Hangkong Temple.

"Um."

Gu Shaoshen nodded, looked at the monks covered in bruises and said, "You'd better be careful. It may not be that simple for the King of the Rapunzha to seek the sutra of Buddha Demons."

Before, Gu Shaoshang thought that it was just Kunwu who wanted to steal the Buddha I alone, but after seeing the incarnation of the Blast Ape King, Gu Shaoshang felt that things would not be that simple.

However, this was just a little guess that Gu Shao hurt himself, and he just mentioned it lightly.

"Thank you, donor Gu, I am from the province."

An old monk behind Kunxiang stepped forward, folded his hands together, and bowed slightly.

"Um."

Gu Shaoshen nodded. His words were already taken into consideration for the sake of learning art in the Hangkong Temple.

Whether they care about whether they are in mind, Gu Shao’s injury can’t be taken care of so much.

With a slight bow, Gu Shaoshen turned around and walked towards Kunwu under the complex emotions of the monks in the Hanging Temple.

"What a pity, what a pity!"

The old monk looked at Gu Shaoshang's back as he walked away, feeling very regretful.

"It is not necessarily a blessing to stay in my Hanging Temple like this."

Another old monk saw clearly and shook his head and said, "It is hard to raise a true dragon in shallow water. No matter how strange the adventures there are, he is already a master of the Great Yan at this moment."

These monks clearly knew that the young man in black robe had already concentrated his fighting power at such a young age, and the secrets were a little terrifying.

"Stay away."

Kun Xiang put his hands together and said nothing.

Mr. Gu was so injured that he jumped too fast. If there was no secret, it would definitely be impossible.

However, there are too many people who have encountered strange adventures on the Cangmang Continent.

It was more than 20 years ago that a young man who had worshipped the Divine Sword Sect had achieved concentration in just a few years. Several elders of the Divine Sword Sect who coveted his secrets were beaten to death by him.

"No, stay away from it."

The monks nodded.

There are too many powerful people on the Cangmang Continent, and it is unknown whether the boy in black robe is the disciple of an old monster who travels around the world.

If you meet a powerful person from the sky or even the illusion world, it will be fun.

"Go back to the temple, this time the Blast Ape King intends to steal the scriptures. Perhaps it is time to awaken the ancestor."

The old monk said with a sad expression.

The junior monks such as Kun Xiang looked at each other without saying a word.

Although I knew that there was still a ancestor in Hanging Temple, I was shocked when I heard it for the first time.

The monks were covered in bruises and turned around in an unpredictable mood, and embarked on the road back to the Hanging Temple.

......

The monks in the Hanging Temple left in a complicated mood.

Gu Shaoshang walked to Kun Wu, who was covered in blood and blood.

This half demon had resisted the arrows of the old man of the Qi Sect before, activated the incarnation of the Blast Ape King and consumed a lot of energy.

During the battle between Gu Shaoshang and the King of Blast Apes, the gravel that was shot was shot like a sieve.

Even if the body of the demon clan is stronger than that of the human race of the same realm, he only has one breath and survives.

"Haha! Haha! You ruined my father's plan and he will not let you go."

When Kun Wu struggled to laugh as if he was hurt, he was struggling to laugh.

A sarcastic light appeared in his remaining eyes, and the blood clots condensed around him collapsed again.

"Oh!"

Gu Shaoshen didn't say much, bent down, raised his fingers and gently pressed his eyebrows.

Buzzing!

The power of the sea of ​​consciousness surging, pouring into Kun Wu's eyebrows, searching for his memories with the technique of destroying the Great Soul from the Heaven and Earth.

"You! You!"

Kun Wu's body suddenly moved and let out a shrill scream.

Swish!

Gu Shao was sad and suddenly heard an alert in his heart, and his heart jumped slightly.

He suddenly let go of his palm, leaned back, and retreated several feet away.

Bang!

A golden light flashed, and Kun Wu's head suddenly exploded.

Red and white liquid is thrown away in all directions.

"Masters above the concentration level have already been exposed to the power of gods, and they must have the ban on the Blast Ape King in their minds."

At this time, Shen Wuxia gently shook the folding fan and stepped forward.

Behind him, the old man who had been shooting the archery before followed with a look of fear.
To be continued...