Tian Mole nodded in agreement and was about to leave when suddenly, huge explosions came one after another, like the sky and the earth were shattering, shaking the entire Buddha Mountain.
This earth-shattering explosion lasted for more than ten breaths.
"What happened!"
Zhang Yi said in shock.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, something bad happened! It was thunder that day!" At this moment, Sima Linfeng burst in with panic.
"Thunder?"
"Yes, the Buddha collapsed."
Zhang Yi took a breath of air. The giant Buddha, which was dozens of feet tall and was the symbol of the Northern Buddha Sect, actually collapsed?
They know that this matter was caused by human power, but those in the world may not see it that way. Such great power can easily be misrepresented. The Demon-Slaying Alliance has been bombed three times, and I am afraid that the shadow will never be dispelled.
As I hurriedly left the main hall, I saw smoke billowing from the top of the mountain and rocks rolling down. The giant Buddha, which was more than fifty feet high, had completely collapsed, and even the lotus seat under it was torn apart.
Due to the special location of the Big Buddha, it caused huge damage to the entire Big Buddha Temple. Nearly half of the houses and buildings were hit by rubble, and some were even buried. I am afraid there will also be many casualties.
How is this scene different from the wrath of God? When Zhang Yizheng was surprised, the young man in green ran over quickly and whispered: "Master Xiang, the young master has disappeared!"
"Disappear?" Zhang Yi's expression changed slightly.
"Yes, after he left, he said that someone was asking for help in the outer courtyard, so he walked down the mountain lightly, but he disappeared from the lower courtyard."
Zhang Yi immediately raised his thick eyebrows and his eyes were gloomy. After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Hunt him immediately, don't let him live!"
Tian Mole glanced at the collapsed Buddha, and flew away with a solemn expression.
In the distance, Gu Qingshan couldn't help but sigh: "Oh - so cruel!"
Bai Lianhua had just witnessed the horrific scene with her own eyes, and her face turned pale: "Another thunder?"
Gu Qingshan shook his head.
"Is it a traitor?"
Gu Qingshan said: "Don't ask anymore, this matter has nothing to do with us, let's go."
After saying that, he flew towards the foot of the mountain.
Bai Lianhua hurriedly followed, but she couldn't see that Gu Qingshan in front had an unusually strange expression.
——You are such a bastard. Not only did you ask me to help you confuse the public and delay time, but you also arranged this trick. What a real loss! Now the Demon-Slaying Alliance's vitality was seriously damaged, and the Northern Buddha Sect's prestige would not be regained in a short time. Even Taihua and Taiyue were severely slapped in the face. Isn't it the arrival of an expert from the Holy Land? I'm going to give you eye drops at this juncture.
Gu Qingshan suddenly felt like he wanted to kill him, and even had an inexplicable thought. No matter what the reason was, was it really good for the Holy Land to have such an enemy?
Thousands of years of respect, being so high up in the sky, and everyone in the world looking up to them have made them forget about it...
The moon and stars are sparse, and the night is like water.
A small team was running quickly along the mountain road.
It was Jiang Fan and the top ten masters.
Suddenly, the leader of the Qinglang Gang at the front suddenly stopped and stared ahead warily.
When the others saw this, they also stopped and pulled out their weapons.
In almost the next breath, more than thirty people jumped out from their hiding place and blocked the way.
"who!"
The leader of the Green Wolf Gang bowed and put on the Wolf Fang Palm Glove and asked in a deep voice.
However, those people did not answer and attacked when they came up.
This was a fierce fight. The opponent used dozens of masters, almost all of whom were at the Grand Master level or above. The team was led by two venerables.
Fortunately, the masters of the ten sects were not in vain. In the end, the top ten masters held the opponent with five people. Yu Linglong, the Qinglang gang leader, the former deputy gang leader of the Tiger Gang, the current gang leader, plus the two from the Chiyang Clan and the Cangshan Sect. The masters fought desperately and escorted the little real person to escape.
However, the pursuit did not stop. The masters divided into two groups and continued to hunt down the five people.
This fight is definitely a fight to the death. The top ten masters actually regretted it at this moment. They just wanted to get benefits from Xiao Zhenren, but they didn't really want to risk his life.
But the other party obviously wanted to kill people and silence them, and instead drove them to a dead end.
There is no other way but to advance and retreat together with Xiao Zhenren.
The five of them fought and retreated while protecting Jiang Fan, and were finally forced to an open place with nowhere to hide.
At this time, the elder of the Cangshan Sect among the five masters saw that he was defeated and wanted to run away, but was killed. The master of the Chiyang Sect also lost an arm, and the remaining three were also injured.
The master of Chiyangmen roared: "Who are you? Let us go, we are willing to hand over the little real person!"
When Yu Linglong heard this, she immediately yelled: "Idiot, you still can't see it? They clearly want to kill people and silence them. Do you think it makes any difference whether or not we surrender?"
The person from Chiyang Gate didn't care: "You are just chasing them, I quit, I leave!"
However, the other party didn't care at all. More than thirty people slowly gathered around, silently and solemnly killing each other.
The master of Chiyang Gate clenched his teeth and looked around. He found that there was no way to avoid it, so he could only brace himself and prepare to fight.
Jiang Fan has actually been observing these ten people. Those at the back were probably the most unstable just now. Now they are probably silenced or running away.
The Chiyang Sect and the Cangshan Sect are also very unstable, but they are forced to this point and have no other options. The man from the Tiger Gang had been trying to escape, but he was forced back after leaving the group several times. What surprised him the most was the Qinglang Gang and Meizong.
Although Xue Qinglang, the leader of the Qinglang Gang, is ruthless by nature, he is a good man, while Mei Zongyu Linglong looks charming and unreliable, but she sees the problem very thoroughly and is very firm in her bones.
From being hunted to this point, these two people were the only ones who spared no effort in fighting to the death.
But the two of them are only half-step venerable, and a peak grandmaster cannot hold up for long.
Jiang Fan couldn't help but touch the gourd secretly.
——Gu Qingshan, you are a poor man. If you don’t come back, I will have to touch my old capital.
To be honest, he didn't want to do this. After all, he had the reputation of Calabash Baby. Once he used it, it would be difficult to hide his identity unless he killed all the opponents.
There was only one Qi Yuan Pill left, and he wanted to save it for a more important moment.
So, when the soldiers were in danger, the little real person shouted at the top of his lungs: "Here, help me -"
The sound made both parties a little confused.
Is it useful to call for help at this time?
However, no one could have imagined that it would actually be useful.
The next moment, two masked men came to the scene. One of them, covered with a white scarf, shouted at the top of his voice: "Hey! Don't let the thieves be so rampant, Xiaoyao will come!"
What was weird was that the masked man in white turban didn't know why he had forgotten the guy in his haste, so he pulled out a hairpin from his head and pointed it at the assassins.
And the hairpin is neither gold nor jade, no matter how you look at it... it looks like a half-broken chopstick...
For a moment, all the assassins felt strange.
But before they had time to react, the man's attack came. The five-inch bamboo hairpin in his hand flashed with two rays of cold light, piercing the shoulders of the two great masters in an instant.
