"Toast without eating and fine wine! What do you really think you are? We are willing to give you this opportunity, you should be grateful for Dade! Now dare to refuse this gift! Stupid, ignorant! You guys are simply unworthy Survive in this world!"

The man said coldly, his eyes were already flashing murderous.

Obviously, he was impatient.

"Donor, please come back!"

The acting abbot said lightly.

"Good! Good! I hope you don't regret it!"

The man said coldly, then turned and walked outside.

Everyone watched him leave.

After the person left, the acting abbot took a deep breath and made a Buddhist ceremony saying: "From now on, strengthen the defense of Shanglong Temple! More monks and soldiers! More barriers! No one is allowed to enter or leave, and no more Accept outsiders into the temple!"

As soon as this was said, the scene was boiling.

"Abbot! Strengthening defense is a good thing, but why... not accepting outsiders to enter the temple? Now the Holy State is turbulent, and most of them are displaced people. If they come to ask for help, will I go to the Dragon Temple to die? So... …Doesn’t it violate the doctrine? Faceless to face the Buddha?" A monk couldn’t bear it and stood up and shouted.

"Since you recommend me to be the acting abbot, I will be responsible for you! In fact, I refused that person for righteousness. The most important thing was to Shanglong Temple! Because even the current Shenji Palace is not I can go to the Dragon Temple to shake it casually! We mobilized all our forces to sneak attack on their rear, which is undoubtedly suicide! So I rejected him! Now all forces are eyeing us, we need to do what we can, and what we need to do now is not Purdue All living beings, but save the Shanglong Temple! If the Shanglong Temple is destroyed by me, what face do I have to meet with the senior monks? What face do I have to meet the high monks of the Shanglong Temple?" the acting abbot said solemnly.

These words left many people speechless.

"Abbot, how can you be so confused? If you just want to protect yourself, what is the meaning of my Shanglong Temple? I wait for monks, if you don't universally save all living beings, why should you become a monk and devote yourself to Buddha? Abbot! Have you forgotten me? Is the purpose of Shanglong Temple? Have you forgotten the meaning of Buddha?" The monk said emotionally.

"Enough! Dushang! You have to talk more! This abbot has already made a decision! No one can change! If you want to save sentient beings at this time! Just go, this abbot will not stop you!"

"Abbot, you..." The monk named Du Shang flushed, and he didn't know how to refute it.

But at this moment.

boom! ! !

A shocking explosion suddenly came out.

Everyone shook and looked at the sound source in unison.

"What happened?"

"How can I do it?"

"Which voice?"

The exclamation continued.

"Go and see what's going on?" The acting abbot hurriedly called, and ran out.

At this moment, many people from the sects who lived in the temple also ran out one after another, looking at the explosion.

I saw a piece of paper that was as thin as a cicada's wings but was huge on the periphery of Shanglong Temple.

The paper covered it, and it was as if Mount Tai was pressing on the top, and it crazily hit the barrier in Shanglong Temple.

The barrier layers of the entire Shanglong Temple shattered and peeled off, and there was no barrier that could withstand this thin paper like cicada wings.

In a short while, all the barriers of Shanglong Temple exploded...

"what?"

The world opened its mouth wide and was dumbfounded.

"Be careful!"

"Block it!"

The stern cry resounded.

Everyone was stunned and looked upwards in unison, only to find that the paper thin as a cicada's wing was actually covered and killed.

Cang Dang!

Boom!

Bang bang bang...

Paper can destroy almost everything, and kill it down.

The tops of those taller buildings were crushed, and terrifying pressure was acting on everyone.

Everyone standing below can feel the increasing pressure.

They can't bear it anymore.

Many people shook their legs, trembling crazily, and were almost untenable.

There are also people with cracked skin all over, vomiting blood all over, making it difficult to get up.

This is the weaker one.

And powerful people like the acting abbot are comfortable, but the paper hasn't fallen yet. If it does, even them may not be able to stand it.

"Hold it!"

The acting abbot drank seriously.

"Yes!"

"Everyone go together!"

Everyone roared one after another, followed by a little footwork, and rushed forward.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...

The strong men raised their hands high and pressed hard against the falling paper.

Everyone tried their best to support the paper firmly and prevent it from falling further.

Sure enough, everyone worked together and it was effective.

The paper as thin as a cicada's wings really stopped falling.

"Excellent! Everyone, work hard and push it out!"

The crowd shouted.

The spirit power of the souls at the scene was so powerful that they went up like crazy.

The abbot and others were also particularly pleased.

Although I don't know what this thing is, there are many people in Shanglong Temple.

Together, this matter is not a big deal.

It's just...Where did this thing come from? Who released it?

Many people have such questions in their hearts.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly came in from outside Shanglong Temple.

"Just such a thin piece of paper, do you have to deal with so many people? It's really disappointing! I don't know where I am fancying you, but I want to confess you! Just such a bunch of trash! Where is the confession? The value of it?"

Hearing this sound, people looked at the sound source one after another.

I discovered that the sound source came from the previous person!

"It's you?"

A monk exclaimed.

"Could it be that you are a ghost?"

"Bastard! You are so brave, dare to be wild at my Shanglong Temple?"

"Do you know where this is? How dare you be presumptuous here!"

The crowd was filled with righteous indignation and furious.

"Why? You seem to be very unconvinced?" The man looked at the crowd lightly and smiled: "You guys who are even lower than the ants on the ground, how can you have the courage to say such things to this lord?"

After speaking, he raised his hand and tapped the thin paper over there...

Huh...

The thin paper suddenly doubled, and the downward pressure doubled in vain.

咵嚓!

Many of those who supported with their arms had no time to react, and their arms were directly broken by the sudden drop pressure.

The bones were crushed, and the muscles and muscles were splashed.

"what!!"

People screamed bitterly, in extreme pain.

But more people were too late to shout, and slammed to the sides.

"Run!"

There was a sad cry.

The abbot and others hurried to one side.

Boom!

The paper that was as thin as a cicada's wing was finally pressed down, and hundreds of souls were pressed together on the ground.

Those souls who were crushed below have all become meat sauce...