After wiping away the blood from the corners of his mouth, Chen Bei breathed out a sigh of relief.
The shackles of the golden elixir in his body were finally loosened. If he hadn't been in danger at this moment, Chen Bei would have broken through to the middle stage of the golden elixir.
The middle stage of Jindan was naturally different from what it is now.
Looking at the expression on Chen Bei's face, Mingkong's expression also had a strange color.
The Taoist priests from Emei and Penglai also had shock written all over their faces at this moment.
"He really made a breakthrough!"
The Penglai Taoist, his face as black as ink at this moment, said viciously: "It's just bad luck."
Having said that, the Penglai Taoist didn't care about the others. His figure flashed and disappeared directly into the darkness.
Taoist Emei knew that he had gone back to report the news.
He knew that Penglai Pavilion had planned to trick Chen Bei to death on the Winter Solstice in order to regain face.
But now, if Chen Bei goes one step further and wants to kill him, it will not be that easy.
Fulong Temple Mingkong was defeated, and the remaining people, except for those old monsters, or everyone working together, would probably not be Chen Bei's opponents.
Such people are so terrible!
Can Emei really be his enemy?
Thinking of this, Taoist Emei also turned around and left.
Emei will not get involved in this muddy water.
But at this moment, Ming Kong raised his hand again, and a golden light flew out from the temple and landed on his hand.
Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a Zen staff.
I saw the old monk murmuring words, and actually threw the Zen staff into the air, and then the golden light scattered, as if it formed a cage, and enveloped Chen Bei.
"Join the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation!"
Mingkong shouted this to Fulong Temple, and there was no target. But after he shouted these words, eight more figures flew out of Fulong Temple.
The eight positions of the cage were stabilized.
"Formation!"
"Suppress the demon!"
As these four words stood out, the golden light on Mingkong's body seemed to be burning, and it seemed that everyone could not open their eyes.
But Chen Bei knew that this old guy was furious!
From Huizhen's death to when he tried his best but still didn't kill her, and instead helped him break through his shackles, from that moment on, he became the inner demon in the old monk's heart.
Unless he dies, this monk must have trouble sleeping and eating.
Therefore, even if Fulong Temple has lost face for more than a hundred years, whether it is relying on the old to bully the young, or using the more to beat the less, as long as it can kill itself, it can do anything!
"presumptuous!"
Just when the cage was taking shape, these two words suddenly flew out from the underground jungle. As soon as these words came out, it seemed that the space and time of this place were imprisoned.
The shocked heroes kept looking down.
Surprisingly, there are still masters!
Mingkong's eyes were extremely sharp at the person who spoke, and that person did not keep everyone waiting.
He actually jumped up and stood on top of the cage, with a thin figure but a faint smile on his face.
"Abbot Mingkong, you are well."
Mingkong glanced at the man, with a trace of disgust flashing in his eyes.
"Ning Bai, are you not dead yet?"
"Ouch!" There was a touch of disbelief on Ning Bai's face, but more of it looked like he was watching a good show. He turned to Chen Bei and said, "Oh, yeah, you are so awesome. This The old monk broke all the precepts in Buddhism for you today."
"Monk." Ning Bai looked at Mingkong again: "Look at you, have you taken over all your greed, stupidity, and anger?"
"In the words of your monks, does it mean that you are possessed by a phase?"
Hearing this, Mingkong took a deep breath, but the expression in his eyes seemed to cut Ning Bai and Chen Bei under Ning Bai in half alive.
At this moment, Mingkong didn't look like an eminent monk at all. He was just a worldly person. He looked at Ning Bai with evil eyes: "You... insist on intervening?"
Ning Bai also had a look of embarrassment on his face: "You know me, I never want to be against others."
"But...this boy is the ninth elder of our Imperial Master's Office after all."
"For my sake, forget it this time. I won't care what happens to you in the future. How about that?"
Ning Bai was the old man who stopped Chen Bei at Hu's house. After seeing Chen Bei kill Huizhen, the old man thought he had no role to play, but he didn't expect that Chen Bei later committed suicide and provoked him. Mingkong.
In his impression, Mingkong was such a good-tempered person.
As a result, after meeting Chen Bei today, his defense was broken.
Chen Bei also lacks great virtue.
It’s not enough to just kill people, but also to trample Fulong Temple’s face on the ground.
But is it wrong to insist that Chen Bei is wrong?
It seems not.
After all, these things can affect the whole body. If Huizhen is not dead, the old monk will not be so rude.
After all, it was still the old monk who wanted both and wanted, but he didn't expect that Chen Bei didn't play according to the routine and got himself into a trap.
Upon hearing the name of the Imperial Master's Office, Mingkong's expression became even more ruthless.
"What about the Imperial Preceptor's Office?"
"Your Ninth Elder, shouldn't you give an explanation to the person who killed me in Fulong Temple?"
Mingkong was like a rogue. It was clear that they were bullying others from the beginning to the end, but they insisted on placing the blame on Chen Bei.
Ning Bai looked at Mingkong for a long time before he said, "Monk, do you have to make everything clear?"
"It's okay if others don't understand this matter. Do you think everyone is blind?"
"I'll put my words here, Chen Bei, I'm guaranteed a deal today!"
"From now on, if he loses a strand of hair in your Fulong Temple, then there will be no end to death between your Fulong Temple and the Imperial Master's Mansion!"
Hearing the words "die to death", not to mention Mingkong, even the heroes in the underground couldn't help but be trembled by the murderous intention in it.
The Imperial Preceptor's Office is not that big. If it were to be rounded up, it would at most be an official force of the same level as Fulong Temple.
But the Imperial Master's Office has a power that they cannot reach until death.
The troops are being mobilized over there!
In the face of a modern army, all innate and earthly immortals are fake.
Xia uses force to break the law. As long as these people dare to do anything extraordinary, someone will naturally come to send them to heaven and become immortals.
However, it seems that there were some people who provoked the army and then escaped unscathed, but after all, those were all legends of the past.
And since then, the National Preceptor's Office has been separated from the army in order to deal with some monsters that cannot be dealt with outside the army.
Fulong Temple is very powerful, especially in the northwest. It is almost the only one of Fulong Temple.
But after all, Fulong Temple only has a few monks, and the Imperial Master's Office has several legions in its hands.
At this moment, Mingkong's face was extremely ugly. Before, Chen Bei threw their faces to the ground and trampled on them. Now, Ning Bai trampled on their faces again!
