Chapter 680: You will die, right?
Being scolded by his own daughter.
Dongfang Qingming gritted his teeth with hatred.
"Am I very old?"
"Hehe, there's no way. Mom, you are so mature, especially these two big babies, they are particularly charming."
While talking, don't forget to start.
Dongfang Qingming slapped her dog's paw off angrily.
"Let me think about this matter again. After all, it is a matter of our lifetime."
"I'm a little worried about making such a hasty decision."
Dongfang Yaoyao rolled his eyes and remembered another thing.
"Mom, is my dad's one also so scary?"
"That thing really won't kill people?"
Dongfang Qingming's pretty face turned slightly red.
He rolled his eyes at this bold girl.
"What are you thinking? That's not the standard for normal people."
"Really? How big should a normal person be?"
Dongfang Qingming made a gesture to her.
Seeing this result, Dongfang Yaoyao's expression was stiff.
"The gap is so big? I will die, right?"
"Don't worry, you won't die."
"Really? You've never tried this model before."
"What you said is not convincing at all."
"Even if it's your pillow
"You're going to die, why do you even know this?"
The Eastern Yaoyao giggled non-stop.
Still in a good mood.
In Jiangchuan's room.
Liu Ruyan raised his head, his Adam's apple rolled twice.
Then he took a basin of tea and took a few sips.
He turned his head and glanced at Jiang Chuan on the bed.
"Husband, has your anger subsided?"
"How about I give you a complete set?"
Jiang Chuan held this virtuous lady in his arms.
The big hand is still a little dishonest.
"Forget it, I'll love you again later."
"Well, then I'll go back and chat with my sisters first."
After saying that, he returned to Fangcun Mountain.
Ten days later, the guide boat arrived at the gate of Baima Temple.
The whole temple was full of incense and mortals came and went.
What a lively scene.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, things are a bit troublesome. There are too many mortals here. If we attack, there may be accidental injuries."
"It's okay, leave it to me."
Walking into the crowd, he walked forward little by little like an ordinary person.
The Dongfang mother and daughter beside him didn't know what he was going to do.
But as time went by, they gradually found that there were fewer and fewer people around them.
Especially those behind me, everyone is leaving.
Dongfang Yaoyao appeared next to him with his hands behind his back and his head exposed.
"Handsome, how did you do that?"
"Illusion."
“I gave them a different picture.”
"I see. It's quite simple."
Dongfang Qingming rolled his eyes.
"Simple? This is controlling 100,000 people. How could it be simpler?"
The entire White Horse Temple is a huge temple complex.
The number of guests who come here to burn incense reaches millions.
To create an illusion on so many people is definitely a very advanced technique.
At least in her concept, there is no method that can do this kind of thing.
Dongfang Yaoyao blinked his big, smart eyes and suddenly thought of a question.
"Handsome boy, can you give my mother an illusion?"
"Okay, what do you want?"
"Just the kind that can make her unable to control herself."
But as soon as she finished speaking, Dongfang Qingming grabbed her ear.
He looked at his naughty child with a vicious look.
"If you dare, say it again."
Dongfang Yaoyao protected her ears, laughing and joking, showing no sign of remorse at all.
"Just kidding, I look at how excited you are. Are you afraid that you can't help it?"
"It's okay, he's so handsome, you're definitely the one taking advantage."
"Shut your stupid mouth."
My daughter is really quite deceptive.
Day by day, I was thinking about how to dig a hole to deal with myself.
This girl is really my own.
The three of them entered the core building area of the White Horse Temple.
The surrounding pilgrims have already left.
Give them a little more time and they can all evacuate.
This strange sight naturally attracted the attention of White Horse Temple.
Now that the host is away, the two Supreme Elders are temporarily in charge of the overall situation.
"Fellow Taoist, I don't know what you mean?"
"Did I, Baima Temple, offend you?"
The man who spoke was an old man with a white beard.
He was holding a cane in his hand, giving him an old-fashioned look.
He is one of the Supreme Elders of White Horse Temple.
The Dharma name is in the cloud.
The other one is his senior brother Yun Jin.
The cultivation of the three of them has reached the ninth level of Kaiyang Realm.
It's just that due to qualifications, there is no possibility of breakthrough.
Now that someone dares to come to their White Horse Temple to cause trouble, he must step in to deal with it.
After all, in the entire Outland, there are really not many people who dare not give him face.
Jiang Chuan looked at the old man with a smile and glanced around.
"Call out all of your people, lest I waste time killing them one by one."
"Haha, you are at the third level of Kaiyang Realm, how can you have the confidence to say such a thing?"
"Or do you think that I, who is at the ninth level of Kaiyang Realm, am just a decoration?"
Jiang Chuan still smiled and nodded.
What he said made the old guy opposite him even more angry to death.
"Yes."
Yun Shang's face was gloomy, and the crutch in his hand tapped the ground lightly.
With a rumble, a huge shock wave spread out.
"You are very good. You dare to say this in my White Horse Temple territory. Then I want to see why you do it."
The white Yang Shen phantom unfolded and arrived in front of him in a few flashes.
With a fierce palm, a huge white palm print was pushed out and attacked head on.
At such a close distance, he felt the attack from the ninth level of Kaiyangjing.
Both mother and daughter felt a suffocating feeling.
Dongfang Yaoyao was so scared that she closed her eyes.
With a roar, a huge palm print fell three meters in front of Jiang Chuan. The huge boulders on the ground were blown away and smashed into pieces. Many rocks later suffered the same fate.
Yun Shang snorted coldly, turned around and left on crutches.
In his opinion, a mere junior would have no chance of surviving if he took this blow from him.
Not even the body was found.
But he was about to turn around.
A disdainful voice came into his ears.
"That's it? Don't you, White Horse Temple, have any other more powerful techniques?"
Yun Shang paused and turned around to look.
By this time the smoke had dispersed.
The three of them were still standing there intact.
One of Jiang Chuan's reasons for coming here is naturally to see if there are any other valuable techniques.
After all, I have so much life, so I am not short of this little.
As a result, this old guy used the Heavenly Demon's Mahamudra again.
If the other party only knows this kind of thing, isn't it just a waste of your time?
The Dongfang mother and daughter behind her came to their senses, and their little hearts could not help but beat wildly.
Sure enough, this guy is no ordinary pervert.
Even attacks from the ninth level of Kaiyang Realm can be easily blocked.
And do you want to listen to what words you just said about tigers and wolves?
That is an earth-level skill, the Heavenly Demon Mahamudra.
You actually want something else.
That's a ground level skill.
Even if it reaches the inner domain, it is still the top level.
The entire White Horse Temple has been able to stand for so many years.
Isn’t this what you rely on?
Why is it that there is still a feeling of disgust in your mouth.
Yun Shang's expression finally changed.
"Boy, I can't tell you still have two brushes. You can actually withstand a blow from me with five power levels."
"Then I want to see if you can withstand my strongest attack."
