"Ten... more than ten spirit kings..."
After the words fell, even these people who usually experienced extraordinary things couldn't help but open their mouths. Maybe he shook his head or rubbed his eyes, but the scene in front of him was still absolutely true.
A moment later, dozens of figures arrived, all heading towards the same place, and finally stopped in front of Yu Wenlei. Taking a closer look, there are thirty-six people, and the strange thing is that they are all wearing monk's robes, with no hair left on their heads, just like thirty-six monks...
"I've met Master Lei's uncle!"
"I've met Uncle Master Lei!"
Suddenly, these thirty-six monks bowed slightly to Yu Wenlei and performed a Buddhist ritual! This scene really made the entire Da Feng stunned. Even some of the older generation's big shots stared at Yu Wen Lei in disbelief. Is this young boy the uncle of these monks? Great uncle?
The first person to come back to his senses was Hua Qingyun. Although he still had a look of surprise on his face, he slowly showed a smile. He never expected that the situation would be so unexpected. Maybe today, he can Immortal! For him, this is undoubtedly a chance of survival...
Look carefully, you can see that the thirty-six monks are wearing two types of monk robes, half of which are light yellow. These people are not very old, not even over thirty, but their cultivation levels have all broken through the Linggang realm. Compared with the elites of the four major sects, they are Be one step ahead!
But what really moved these big figures was the other eighteen people, who were obviously much older. They were wearing golden monk robes, and their bodies seemed to be poured with gilt, shining, and they invisibly revealed a heavy power. feel! These eighteen people all flew across the void, which means that these are eighteen spiritual kings!
"Uh... you... why are you here?" Yu Wenlei was also deeply surprised. He didn't know that Qianzang Temple had hidden so many masters. "Huizhen, who are these?"
"Returning to my uncle, they are all uncles of the 'Cheng' generation, and they are also eighteen golden monks in the temple. The uncles are usually in retreat, so my uncle has not seen them yet." Huizhen replied.
"Eighteen Golden Monk?" Yu Wenlei secretly exclaimed, Qianzang Temple is indeed not simple, he guessed that it was probably trained by the old monk Ji Ji...
Just after Huizhen finished speaking, an older monk among the eighteen golden monks slowly took a step forward. He smiled and nodded to Yu Wenlei.
"Uncle Master Lei, my disciple Cheng Yu has come to help Uncle Master on the order of the abbot."
"Well……"
Yu Wenlei coughed dryly and felt a little uncomfortable being called uncle by an old monk again. This monk Cheng Yu was older than monk Cheng Zhi, but in Qianzang Temple only Ji Ji had the highest seniority, and Ji Ji It was announced that he was the same generation as Yu Wenlei, so this scene happened.
But this is really difficult for outsiders to understand, especially Feng Qingyuan. At this time, he dispersed the spiritual power in his palms and was a little surprised. Among these eighteen elder monks, the one with the highest cultivation level is the sixth level. Spirit King Cheng Yu, the lowest is a first-level spirit king. Although no one is his opponent, there are eighteen opponents, and even he is not sure of victory.
"Eminent monks, may I ask why you are meddling in worldly affairs? I will grant Feng Qingyuan the imperial palace. I hope all the eminent monks will give me a bad look and just retreat..." Feng Qingyuan said solemnly.
"Amitabha, the benefactor, the poor monk does not want to interfere in worldly affairs. However, the poor monk wants to escort the master and uncle of the temple back, hoping that the benefactor can use the way." Cheng Yu performed a Buddhist salute and responded calmly.
"What! Could the uncle you are talking about be that boy?" Feng Qingyuan frowned and pointed at Yu Wenlei.
"Amitabha, exactly."
"Impossible! This guy killed two of the most promising juniors in the palace. How can I let him go just because of your words!" Feng Qingyuan said angrily.
"this……"
"Old monk, get out of the way! Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless!" Feng Qingyuan threatened. At the level of the Spirit King, it is not just quantity that can make up for the gap. In Feng Qingyuan's view, these eighteen The monk was still no match for him.
After the words fell, Cheng Yu and others were not seen retreating for a long time. Their choice was already obvious.
"Stinky monk, you are seeking death!"
Feng Qingyuan's face suddenly darkened, and at the next moment, the spiritual energy on his palms gathered again, and a fierce offensive was ready to go!
boom!
In front of Yu Wenlei, the eighteen golden monks suddenly shook the golden sticks in their hands, and the ground instantly shattered.
"rise!"
Cheng Yu chanted calmly. After hearing this, the eighteen golden monks immediately rose from the ground, spread out in the void, and formed a formation around Feng Qingyuan.
"this……"
Seeing that another war was about to break out, Yu Wenlei was unsure. After all, he didn't know anything about Cheng Yu and others, and looking at their momentum, each of the eighteen golden monks was much weaker than Feng Qingyuan.
"Huizhen, can your uncle Cheng Yu and the others be okay?" Yu Wenlei asked, wanting to get a feel for Huizhen.
"Master, don't worry, my disciple believes in Master Chengyu..." Huizhen said after pondering for a moment.
"oh?"
Just when Yu Wenlei turned around, Feng Qingyuan had already taken action. At this time, Hua Qingyun and Huo Zheng both stepped aside. Hua Qingyun returned his hand and stroked his chest, as if he was seriously injured. After all, he had really defended Feng Qing. Yuan struck.
"Yin Yang Emperor's Nimbus!"
Feng Qingyuan condensed his spiritual power into a two-color light wheel. From this light wheel, Yu Wenlei felt the fluctuation of his heart! He seemed to have seen Feng Yiming use this move before, but compared with the two-color light wheel in front of him, it was nothing like clouds and mud...
"Unload!"
Suddenly, Cheng Yu spoke again. The eighteen golden monks waved the golden sticks in their hands and struck out individually, drawing out a trace of power from the two colored halo wheels. The eighteen people seemed to have merged into one. Not long after, the terrifying two-color halo of light was completely removed, the turbulent flow of spiritual energy calmed down, and the eighteen warrior monks did not show even a single scratch.
"What! How is that possible?" Feng Qingyuan was shocked. He had already used 80% of his strength in that move, but he didn't even hurt the opponent's fur!
"It's this move again..." Yu Wenlei turned his head and smiled brightly at Hui Zhen beside him. He was very familiar with this move. He used the sword technique under the eighteen warrior monks of the 'Hui' generation. When it reached its extreme, hundreds of cuts were made, but all of them were stripped of their power.
The methods of the eighteen golden monks in front of him were exactly the same, and Yu Wenlei breathed a sigh of relief. He understood the methods of this battle formation, and it could be said that there were almost no weaknesses. At the beginning, he also relied on the weird mental power attack to find a flaw, but Feng Qingyuan was definitely not good at mental power.
"attack!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the formation of the Eighteen Golden Monks suddenly changed, and the golden stick pointed directly at Feng Qingyuan, cutting off all his retreat routes for a moment. Feng Qingyuan looked solemn, and powerful spiritual power stirred around him, resisting the golden attacks coming from all directions. Stick shadow.
boom! boom!
The attack angles of the Eighteen Golden Monks were extremely tricky, all aimed at Feng Qingyuan's vital points, especially Cheng Yu's attack, which carried the power of a certain formation and was so fierce that even Feng Qingyuan had to defend with all his strength.
"I can actually fight Feng Qingyuan on a par with him..."
"So strong...where on earth did this...monk come from!"
I saw everyone raising their heads in unison, staring at the battle in the void, not daring to move away for a moment for fear of missing this rare peak battle! (To be continued.)
