Chapter 688: Set fire to the mountain

In fact, Master Huiyun himself did not know what was going on. He was very puzzled that a group of holy kings came to Fumo Temple to destroy them, and he was familiar with several of them, such as the palace lord of the immeasurable palace, the sect lord of the emperor, and Mei Yin. and many more.
These few stood at the top of the Profound Domain, both in cultivation and reputation. They had heard of them for a long time, and they had a fate, but they didn't have any friendship.
"The Fumo Temple and your Excellency have no grievances and no grudges. Now they come to make trouble and disturb the Buddhist monastic repairs. The practice is over." Master Huiyun stared at Lu Chen with gloomy eyes.
Because it was this young man who ordered these saint kings to do it, so was the person who initiated the combat.
Moreover, he did not come forward to block, because in front of absolute strength, any block was useless, so he wanted to know why the opponent came to Fumo Temple.
"Seeing you are upset, come and hit the place," Lu Chen said lightly.
puff!
Hearing Lu Chen's answer, whether it was Master Huiyun, the surrounding powerhouses, or those pilgrims, they were all dumbfounded.
What a powerful reason.
There were only two holy kings standing on the left and right of Lu Chen, avoiding the power of Fu Mo Temple. The other eight holy kings were all destroying them. After a while, the splendid temple was gone and it became a ruin.
"Fu Mo Temple can't tolerate you in the wild"
Palace Master Boundless was attacking a fortified temple. Although there was an aura that made him jealous, he was not afraid, and drew the power of the rules and slapped it down.
As the palace cracked, it alarmed the people inside.
A loud roar came, the sound moved the sky, and then, a huge golden hand appeared in the sky, mighty, and patted directly at the palace lord of the immeasurable palace.
A terrifying aura spread from the ruins. Obviously, this was a powerful Saint King master, who had attained the highest level of cultivation in the Ten Territories and became a Saint King.
A warning sign rose in the heart of the palace lord of the immeasurable palace, his hands were sealed, and a big golden bell appeared, covering his whole body. When the big golden hand patted the big clock, there was a deafening sound, and the big golden hand and the big clock melted together. Make nothing.
Bang!
The ruins exploded, and a shriveled old man rushed out. This was an old monk with wrinkled face and shriveled skin. Only skinny and bones were left. Underneath his thin body was infinite horror power. A pair of sharp eyes stared at Boundless Palace. The palace lord said coldly: "Palace Lord Wuliang, you cannot go to war with Fumo Temple."
"It turns out to be Master Xuanyuan, and I'll be lucky enough to meet" Palace Master Boundless Seeing this person, his heart was secretly awe-inspiring.
The Xuanyuan Buddha in front of him is older than him. He is the younger brother of Xuanzhi who has ascended to Jiutian Xuanzhi ten thousand years ago. He has long been in the realm of Dacheng Shengwang. It is reasonable to say that he can go to the ancient road of Zhongzhou region and go to Jiutian. , But never went, probably because he was afraid of falling, or waiting for another Great Saint King to leave at Fu Mo Temple.
After all, the sect masters and hierarchs of the top powers of the Ten Territories, although they intend to go for nine days, at least they have to wait until the inheritance baton appears, or there are younger generations to rise to the same level, and can protect the power for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years before they can leave with confidence.
Otherwise, all of them will get together and run the ancient road together, then the remaining forces may be easily wiped out by the forces with hatred
"Uncle Xuanyuan"
"Patriarch Xuanyuan"
A group of Buddhist cultivators saw Xuan Yuan and immediately cried.
Xuan Yuan is not only the cultivation base, but also the seniority, which is the highest status of Fumo Temple today.
"Uncle Xuanyuan, I didn't expect to alarm you" Huiyun said with a shame.
"Buddhist Pure Land, how can you allow you to make trouble?" Another majestic and angry voice sounded, and endless golden lights gathered and turned into six golden ancient characters, each of which carried mysterious powers, and attacked the sovereign sovereign. Away.
A black iron long stick appeared in the hand of Sect Master Huangji, dancing in the air, directly knocking out the six ancient characters, and he himself was also shaken apart, and stepped back in the air.
"Amitabha"
A solemn and solemn Buddha's horn sounded, and a middle-aged Buddha in a red robes appeared. This person was holding the presiding stick in his hand, and the endless light of Buddha flowing all over his body, like a true Buddha descending from the sky, descending into the world, and saving all living beings. .
"See Hosting"
"See Hosting"
With the appearance of this person, surrounding Buddhas bowed to the ground.
This person is named Huihai, the host of Fumo Temple today, with extremely high talents, slightly higher than the younger brother Huiyun, and is now in the realm of Dacheng Shengwang, at the same level as the master's uncle Xuanyuan, and is also the only remaining Fumo Temple. One of the two great saint kings.
There was a sense of majesty and oppression in Hui Hai. He glanced at the people, immediately recognized their identities, and squashed his eyebrows.
This group of people did not come from one sect, but from several sects. Among them, there were three masters of the sect. Whoever has so much energy in the profound realm today makes them personally take action.
Huihai folded his hands together and recite a Buddha's name, before he asked kindly: "I don't know if every layman came to Fumo Temple. Without asking the reason, he destroyed the temple of Fumo Temple. I don't remember the hatred between Fumo Temple and everyone. "
"You don't even know how to be enmity, it seems that you Fumo Temple is very arrogant, and you don't put the offending person in your eyes at all." Lu Chen said a word containing irony.
A group of Buddhist cultivators looked at Lu Chen, wondering whether it was this young man who had offended Fumo Temple.
However, they had never offended this person at Fu Mo Temple.
Just as Huihai wanted to ask, Lu Chen said, "Seniors stopped a few old bald donkeys. I'm about to set the mountain on fire. If you don't burn Fumo Temple, it's hard to understand my hatred."
After Lu Chen finished speaking, his whole body was violent, and a layer of black flame filled his whole body, which was very sticky, like a heavy rain falling on the ground. Everything on the ground, whether it was flowers, trees, or ruins, melted directly and turned into billows. magma.
Huihai, Huiyun, Xuanyuan, and the powerful Buddhas wanted to take action, but they were stopped in front of them. After all, they had ten Saint Kings. They couldn't get them out of the whole temple, so they could only watch. The black flame fell, smashing deep pits and melting into crimson lava.
Lu Chen’s current World Extinguishing Black Flame is terrifying, especially after comprehending the rules of fire, the World Extinguishing Black Flame learns the flame rules and rapidly increases. Today's power can easily burn the holy realm.
Lu Chen's body was filled with thick black flames, which kept falling down, wherever he went, a tuft of black sticky flames fell, making the ground full of turbulence, the magma was hot, and many weak Buddhas were covered by black rain. When hit, the body burst into flames and burned.
Originally, Fumo Temple was a vast expanse, with strange flowers and weeds, accompanied by many ancient trees. The Lingshan was regarded as a pure land. It took Lu Chen less than an hour to completely become a land of beacon smoke.