"Young Master is extremely intelligent. How can you ruin your great future just because of your lust for words and love for your children?"
The leading monk said: "The poor monk is Wu Jing, the sixth disciple of Fahua Temple. He came here this time because he was entrusted by the senior brother in charge of the temple to welcome the benefactor back."
"Donor, don't worry. With the protection of my senior brother, even if it is Nagara Temple, the benefactor will not be able to do anything."
A hint of helplessness flashed across Qin Shaoyang's face, but before he could curse again, a sneer sounded from the ground.
"Hahaha, what a joke!"
"Wu Jing, your Fahua Temple is nothing more than a bunch of bald donkeys, how could you be so aggressive in belittling me, Jialuo Temple?"
As the voice fell, a sand mountain suddenly rose up in the desert, and then a huge dark red scorpion-shaped monster emerged from it.
On the back of the monster, ten lamas in red robes stood.
"Jiu Yanming!"
"You guys are really hot on my heels!"
Wu Jing and others turned around, and their pupils suddenly shrank.
Wu Jing's ranking is 40th on the Qingyun Ranking, with four junior disciples behind him who are also among the top 50 masters.
But the opponent now has ten people, and they are all around fifty geniuses. Among them, Jiu Yanming, the leader, is ranked thirty, and his combat power is much higher than that of Wu Jing.
"Haha, that kid saw something that he didn't dare to look at, and took something that belonged to my disciple of Jialuo Temple. He must die."
"Moreover, you actually know that he has offended me, Jialuo Temple, but you still dare to save him. You will die too!"
Jiu Yanming's face was dark, and his eyes were slightly narrowed, making his face even more ferocious.
"Haha, Jiu Yanming, if you want to kill the poor monk and others, I'm afraid it won't be that easy."
"This benefactor, the poor monk, has been secured, and my senior brother from the temple and others have also arrived here."
"Hahahaha!" Najiu Yanming laughed wildly, and then said coldly: "Although we both belong to Buddhism, I can't look down on you bald donkeys eating grass!"
"Don't mention anything to me about Senior Brother. I'm afraid they can't even protect themselves now."
"As for you guys, I, Jiu Yanming, now have four arms of black blood in my hand, and I can kill you all by myself!"
As he spoke, he flashed his hand, and a small black pestle filled with rich blood-evil energy appeared.
"Four-armed black blood pestle!"
Wu Jing suddenly exclaimed, looking at the weapon in Jiu Yanming's hand, his expression changed drastically.
This weapon ranks in the top ten among the royal weapons of the pestle type. It is a rare royal weapon.
Such blessing can make Jiu Yanming's combat power skyrocket again.
"Hahaha, are you scared?"
"That kid, these bald donkeys can't protect you. You should come forward obediently and hand over what belongs to us, and then let us kill you immediately and take the martial soul and blood essence!"
Jiu Yanming looked at Qin Shaoyang behind the monk and said.
"Bah!"
"Who do you think you are?!"
However, what made Jiu Yanming and others' expressions change drastically was that Qin Shaoyang didn't show any fear, and instead started scolding him.
"Master, I'm not afraid of you. I'm telling you monks and lamas, there is someone behind me!"
"My elder sister and brother-in-law will be here soon. Once they arrive, you will all die!"
Although Qin Shaoyang was embarrassed, he still pinched his waist and protected Ye Baoer behind him and said angrily.
"Hehe, hehehehe"
Jiu was startled for a moment, then looked at each other and said with a smile, "Isn't he frightened by us?"
"He wants us all dead?"
"Is there someone behind you?"
"Behind you is the barrier between Lizi Domain and Kunzi Domain. Even if my senior brother Jiumo comes to scold you, he still can't get through!"
"Who could be behind you?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
After that, the dozen or so lamas looked up to the sky and laughed, extremely arrogant. As for Wu Jing and others, they all shook their heads and sighed, secretly thinking that Qin Shaoyang might have been driven crazy by the stimulation.
"Haha, he is right"
"There is someone behind him."
However, at this moment, before the laughter of Jiu Yanming and others could stop, a charming female voice sounded from behind Qin Shaoyang.
"who!"
The sudden sound made Jiu Yanming and others startled, and then they looked shocked.
Because their spiritual thoughts spread, they didn't even sense the presence of others.
So where does this sound come from?
"Who!? Whoever dares to pretend to be a ghost in front of me, Jialuo Temple, get out of here!"
"Hehehe, Jiu Yanming, you are getting worse and worse. Can't you even hear my voice?"
At this time, the barrier barrier behind Qin Shaoyang suddenly opened a gap, and a wisp of green smoke poured in, and then slowly formed a figure in front of Qin Shaoyang.
"His Poison Witch, Zhen Moran?!"
"Why are you in my Li Zi domain?"
Jiu Yanming was shocked when he saw that figure walking out of the green smoke.
"My young master said that his brother-in-law was bullied and he wanted you all to die, so I came over first!"
Zhen Moran played with the red sword in her hand and smiled charmingly.
"Let us die?"
Jiu Yanming's face gradually darkened, although he could feel that Zhen Moran had made great progress in cultivation.
"Haha, I'm afraid you're overthinking it. You may have some chance, but do you think you can kill all of us on your own?"
He said disdainfully.
"Mo Ran, there's no need to talk nonsense with them."
However, at this time, another voice sounded from behind Qin Shaoyang.
Immediately afterwards, there was a shocking loud noise, like the divine thunder from the Nine Heavens, exploding in everyone's ears.
Bang!
Like a divine bell buzzing and the sea of sand shaking violently, everyone looked in horror at the barrier with huge ripples behind Qin Shaoyang. But under their gaze, the barrier cracked and shattered.
A huge hole opened!
The barrier was actually blown to pieces!
Not only that, through the hole, they suddenly saw a group of warriors with contemptuous smiles, standing densely on the opposite side.
The number is three thousand!
Not only that, many of these people are familiar faces to Jiu Yanming!
Ran Min, the overlord in golden armor, and Zhang Jing, the jade-faced swordsman!
Qingshui Swordsman Liu Min!
Even masters such as Ning Cai'er and Lu You all started doing this!
The leader of them all, a handsome young man dressed in white with flying white hair, slowly lowered the black stick in his hand.
"Is this the number one sect in the Western Region, Jialuo Temple?"
Ling Tian stepped into the sea of sand and slowly raised his eyes.
"It will be destroyed."
The sound was not loud, but it was unmistakable.
It was as cold as frost, and in an instant, the entire sea of sand was chilled.
"Brother-in-law, Brother Tian!"
Qin Shaoyang slowly turned around when he heard the extremely familiar voice.
Seeing that figure, his face flushed with excitement.