Chapter 906 The Murderous Power of the Underworld Hall!

Two months later, the Temple of Underworld.

In a gloomy, cold hall, only a few candles flickered, flickering.

There was a figure standing high, sitting in the center, looking down at a monk at the temple below.

"Lord of Kailuan!"

The monk at the Temple of the Underworld, kneeling on one knee, said Shen: "In the past two months, the movement of the Bailian Gate has been tremendous."

"All major trading houses and auction houses have traces of the monk Bailianmen. They are buying a lot of natural treasures, magic bullets, and I don't know what to do."

Sitting at the top is the Lord of the Underworld Hall!

"Oh?"

The main body of the Temple of the Underworld was expressionless, and asked gently: "What kind of treasure is it?"

Minghuo Temple monk said: "Forty days ago, a monk saw Tianxing Daojun of Bailianmen appeared at Fengyun Auction House and bought a piece of sunstone!"

The Lord of the Underworld Hall frowned.

"A month ago, I heard the monk Danyangmen said that the masters of Bailianmen came forward and bought a lot of coagulant Dan, Lingrotan, and a lot of life springs from their ancestors."

After a short pause, the man said again: "A few days ago, there were rumors outside, someone saw the appearance of a perfect fit of Bailianmen, and in a trading house, replaced a piece of celestial stone!"

call!

In the eyes of the Lord of the Temple of the Underworld, two flames suddenly ignited, dark and cold, strange and inexplicable.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became eerie.

The monk at the Temple of the Underworld was kneeling on the ground, as if chilling.

After half a ring, a voice came from above: "Are there any other changes in Bailianmen?"

"No, no more."

The person's voice shook slightly.

The master of the Temple of the Underworld asked, "Two months ago, the identity of the monk who killed Wu Yuan and others was found?"

"not yet."

The monk at the Temple of the Underworld swallowed and said, "Listen to the eyeliner we buried in Bailianmen. After the monk entered the ancestral gate, he lived in abundance and did not show up."

"This person makes occasional appearances and looks at an ancient scroll, obsessed with it, like a nerd."

"bookworm?"

The voice of the host of the Temple of the Underworld was cold, and said quietly, "You mean, ten people in Wuyuan died in the hands of a nerd? Huh?"

The monk at the Temple of the Underworld was so sweaty that he couldn't say a word.

The voice of the owner of the Temple of the Underworld is as if it came from the depths of Jiuyou, cold and bitter. "After two months of investigation, you only told me that this person is a nerd. Any other information? Uh?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The monk at the Temple of the Underworld repeatedly nodded, and said, "This person's name is Mo Ling. The state of cultivation is in the late Yuan infant period. I heard that he was only over a hundred years old, and ..."

"And what?"

The monk of the Temple of Hellfire just hesitated a moment, the voice of the Lord of the Hall of Hellfire already sounded, as if it were right at his ear, making him creepy!

The monk at the Temple of the Underworld shivered and said quickly: "Also, I heard that Liu Hanyan and Ru Xuan of Bailianmen, who were so close to this person, seemed to call this person an uncle ..."

"Uncle?"

The Lord of the Underworld Hall frowned slightly.

how can that be.

If Liu Hanyan calls this person an uncle, it means that this person is a monk of the same generation as Chixing Daojun.

He had almost seen monks of that generation, how could there be a hundred-year-old Yuanying Zhenjun.

"Our eyes won't be too close."

The monk of the Underworld also said: "And he also said that every time he spied on the person from a distance, the person seemed to be aware of it! Gaze at him intentionally or unintentionally."

"More than a hundred years old, Yuan Ying Zhenjun, and such a senior generation, haha, interesting."

The host of the Temple of the Underworld Fire laughed and said, "You go down first and continue to monitor the Bailian Gate!"

"Observe!"

The monk of the Netherfire Temple, like amnesty, fled here.

In the hall, silence was restored again.

After half a ring, the voice of the Lord of the Temple of the Underworld finally sounded slowly: "Sun Stone, Celestial Stone, Blood Dan, Lingquan of Life ... Is this someone forging a bone and casting a body?"

"Nothing wrong, these things are the best forged bone materials!"

In the darkness behind the Lord of the Temple of the Underworld, slowly came out a figure of cricket.

The comer must have white hair, turbid eyes, old voice, full of lateness, and he is about to die. It seems to pass away at any time!

It seems that the owner of the Temple of the Underworld has long known that this person is behind him, without any surprise, and said to himself:

"I'm just curious, who is it that actually alarmed so many monks in Bailianmen and made such a big noise that even the power of the unity came out of it!"

After a moment of silence, the main owner of the Temple of the Underworld shook his head and said, "I can't find a person who can think of this and has such great energy."

"Bo Yu, can you think of it?"

The owner of the Temple of the Underworld looked slightly, and asked the old man next to him.

Yu Bo shook his head and said, "Old slaves don't know."

After a pause, Yu Bo said, "Should we use our forces to secretly destroy Bailianmen to collect materials?"

"No need."

The owner of the Temple of the Underworld shook his head, and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes, saying: "These materials are used to cast the body of Daojun. Even if any Daojun reshapes the body, there is no threat to us."

There was a sense of pride in the main body of the Temple of the Underworld, with a big wave of his hand, and Shen said, "After another month, at the Qianhe Tea Party, the Bailian goalkeeper will be defeated!"

"Don't say that Bai Lianmen has one more master of law, even if he has one more power, it will not help!"

Yu Bo also nodded and said, "Yes, the Liu Hanyan from Bai Lianmen, although the skill of the refiner is not low, is far worse than the cold. This battle for refiners, Bai Lianmen will undoubtedly lose!"

The Lord of the Temple of the Underworld proudly said, "My disciples, naturally, I will not lose!"

After a while, the owner of the Temple of the Underworld didn't know what to think of, and then sighed quietly.

"The master of the palace is still thinking of" Red Flame Heart Sutra "?" Yu Bo asked.

"Good."

The Lord of the Temple of the Underworld shook his fist slightly and said, "This is my heart disease! I must get this exercise!"

"Today, there are only four people who know this method."

Yu Bodao said: "The Red Star Dao Jun is not easy to deal with, even if he catches it, I am afraid that he is just like his Master, and he would not say if he died. It is better to start with his three disciples."

"Ok."

The main hall of the Temple of the Underworld: "I have sent a team to return to the virtual Taoist and wait for the opportunity. This time, I must capture Nangong Lingsan's life!"

"just……"

The owner of the Temple of the Underworld frowned, and said, "The extra Mo Ling is a little weird. I always feel that there will be some variables added to his body."

Uncle Yu slightly stooped and said, "If the master of the palace is not at ease, the old slave will take a trip for you."

"Yu Bo, you don't have a lot of life. It's not good for you to trouble me."

Although the Lord of the Palace of the Underworld Fire refused, his eyes flickered and he was obviously moving.

"Anyway."

Uncle Yu said calmly: "The old slave has no time left. Instead of sitting dead and waiting to die, it is better to take a trip for the master of the temple and kill the variables!"

"Hahahaha!"

The Lord of the Temple of the Underworld Fire laughed and said, "Okay, okay, okay! Think back then, you, Yu Bo, are also the famous princes of law and religion. Now, although Shou Yuan is about to run out, his combat power is still there."

"With Yu Bo's shot, regardless of whether this Mo Ling is Yuan Ying Zhenjun or a returning Taoist, you must seize it!"

(End of this chapter)