Supreme Daddy

Ling Yun activated the first demon form, and the void clicked!

"break"

The big golden hands fell down one after another like fragments!

And the other side said: "I underestimate you!"

Then there was the sound of chanting sutras.

Ling Yun was so noisy that he had a headache from reading it. He stopped whining and clenched his fists again and smiled evilly!

"Rumble"

This punch was like a giant dragon, so fast that the fist was almost invisible, and it hit hard.

People here heard the sound of space breaking...

There was a scream on the other side...

Ling Yun's fist passed through the void and rushed straight to the opposite side!

Above Putuo Temple!

A huge fist fell!

Half of the Sutra Pavilion collapsed and many disciples were killed.

If it weren't for the many great masters, each showing their magical powers, Putuo Temple would have fallen from Mount Putuo.

But Wu Qingyou's master, Master Zhengde, knew that he had caused trouble, and his face was full of guilt!

At the same time, he said angrily: "These demons have no conscience and do all kinds of evil. I, the Buddha, have mercy and will definitely kill this person for us!"

Master Zhengguo frowned: "Fighting alone, we are obviously no match!"

Seeing such a destructive fist, everyone was frightened, with shock on their faces.

Master Zhengde said with a serious face: "The disciples of Putuo Temple went down the mountain to practice, just to find out the news about this devil!"

Master Zhenghe said: "Disciples have never seen the true face of this devil. How should we find it?"

Master Zhengde was dumbfounded! He sighed heavily.

Why!

That’s right!

No one has seen it, how can I find it?

We can only inquire about similar things from various sources, such as going to Wuhun Continent first. Maybe the devil is still there, the masters thought in their hearts.

"Junior brother, don't panic, let's break the void again and fight with that devil!"

The person coming is the abbot of Putuo Temple, the authentic master!

"Senior brother, are you serious about this?" Master Zhengguo asked with his hands clasped together.

Master Zhengde seemed a little afraid: "Will this affect senior brother's practice?"

The authentic master waved his hands and said nonchalantly: "If I don't go to hell, who will?"

Master Zhenghe said: "Forget it, this Sutra Pavilion still needs to be repaired, and the future is long!"

To put it bluntly, Master Zhenghe was just scared. The power of that punch was too powerful. What if it happened again?

Can't stop it? The consequences could be disastrous!

Who knows if the devil still has a trump card!

Master Zhengzong nodded and continued: "I need to go to the Great Putuo Temple. The safety of the Little Putuo Temple depends on you."

"Senior brother, don't worry!"

Several masters replied in unison!

The eminent monks in Daputuo Temple are all fifteen or sixteen in the late Immortal Emperor, and they are Xuanzi monks!

Each one is an old monk who has lived for who knows how many years.

As for Xiaoputuo Temple, there are the Zhengzong master and several of his junior disciples, the late fifteenth generation of the Immortal Emperor, who are the Zhengzong generation, and some ordinary Immortal Emperors and disciples below the Immortal Lord.

Immediately, the monks of Putuo Temple looked at the sky, their furs were numb, they were frightened, and some even became horrified.

Damn it!

I saw the void in mid-air opened up, and countless fists fell!

Boom boom boom…

The disciples of Putuo Temple resisted stubbornly and screamed again and again!

After the punch, there was a moment of calm.

I thought this matter was over, but who knew that the fist just now was an appetizer, and the real horror was behind.

The sky seems to be breaking open!

Seeing that the situation was not good, the authentic master hurriedly shouted: "Juniors, come here!"

"All disciples gather!"

The words fell

above the sky

A terrifying energy ball dropped, black with flames, and from the outside looking like thunder and lightning inside.

The entire energy ball is more than ten times that of Mount Putuo!

Master Zhengde's face turned pale and he secretly thought that Putuo Temple could not be saved. That pervert didn't let him go?

When the sphere fell into Putuo Temple...

In a flash of light between heaven and earth, the twelve domains of Xiaoputuo Temple were removed!

After a moment of tranquility, the surroundings were silent.

The authentic master's cassock was in tatters. He was lying on the bed and spitting out a mouthful of old blood. He was trembling and looked at the sky. He smiled bitterly and said, "My Buddha is compassionate!"

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Zhengde is dead!" Master Zhenghe said weakly, his tone was very sad.

"Why"

"I'm lucky, I still have a Nascent Soul to rebuild!" After Master Zhengguo finished speaking, he was floating around, terrified!

They have united their efforts to resist desperately!

Why is this happening?

Is that the strongest defense? really!

The defensive array golden bell of Xiaoputuo Temple has many disciples reciting scriptures, and it is also blessed by the magic power of him and his junior brothers.

Why can't we save them?

Zhengzong was also filled with hatred.

The area tens of thousands of miles in radius was completely changed beyond recognition, all black soil and smoke, every plant and tree was reduced to nothing, the mountains were flattened, and their little Putuo Temple was just a big deep pit.

Except for Master Zhenghe and all the monks and disciples of Xiaoputuo Temple, everyone else was seriously injured!

Wujiacheng

In the Ziwei Heavenly Array, Ling Yun yawned and released his demon form!

If the tiger doesn't show off its power, do you think it is a sick cat?

If they are so awesome, how can they not teach them how to behave?

Slowly find the crape myrtle sacred stone!

That's a piece of jade that's white and rosy!

Ling Yun used his hand to open the formation's eye. At the same time, the ground in the formation space began to shake. The Wujiazhuang people who were outside the formation had bad thoughts in their hearts.

Ling Yun took out the crape myrtle sacred stone and left feeling happy.

bang

The Ziwei Heavenly Formation collapsed instantly because it lost its important core.

The people in Wujiazhuang looked at each other with shocked expressions. After confirming repeatedly that the Ziwei Heavenly Formation was destroyed, their faces turned ashen.

The head of the Wu family and the Zhuang family secretly thought, where are the three clan elders who guard the formation?

Could it be?

An even more terrifying thought arose in his mind!

died! !

Who is it that has trouble with their Wu family?

Even if they knew who the murderer was, there was nothing they could do. After all, the three clan elders couldn't defeat him, so what virtue could they have?

For a moment, the elders of Wujiazhuang seemed to be hundreds of years old.

Suiyuecheng

Ling Yun yawned repeatedly and came out of Madam Ghost's room. He didn't know that the little guy knew that he was not in the room.

When he came out, he said: "Sissi, daddy woke up!"

The little guy was listening to the Sixth Guardian telling about Journey to the West. He curled his lips and muttered, "You're lying to the kids."

Ling Yun was dumbfounded. It was different from what he thought. Shouldn't Sissi be full of joy and run over to hug her?

Among the seven elves, Lilith, the oldest one, had her beautiful eyes wide open, her fingers trembling as she pointed at Ling Yun, and her mouth trembled: "It's you, Saint! Pluto!!"

Ling Yun yawned, shrugged and said, "Elves? Where did they come from?"

It was a bit unexpected that they were recognized. How could they recognize them? They are not very old!

Listening to Ling Yun's question, Madam Ghost replied: "The slaves bought by Sissi and the others."

Lilith said excitedly: "Lord Pluto, we are your loyal people."

"Do you still remember our dark night forest?"

"Night Elf?" Ling Yun touched his chin, and the little guy heard it as if Ling Yun knew something. He ran over and hugged his feet, and raised his beautiful eyes to look at him.

Instinctively, Ling Yun lifted Qian Qian into his arms.