Chapter 705: Temple attack

"Miss then ..."

"This is God's will, and no one can change it, everything is already doomed!"

As the blue sky spoke, a slight sneer appeared in the corner of his mouth.

After Xiao Yifeng got the heart of the angel, he opened it and took a look. The sacred and powerful breath permeated this breath, as if this thing was really a godlike thing, it was hard to understand, and Xiao Yifeng's perspective was difficult to see through it.

After reading it, Xiao Yifeng no longer studied much, and was going to go back first.

It was just that Xiao Yifeng didn't leave for a long time, his eyes flashed, and he turned and rushed towards somewhere.

There is also a fierce battle in this empty place in Donggang.

The three monks in Lingyin Temple were besieged by dozens of people, all of them wearing robes, veils, and a special costume.

"People who teach every day!"

When Xiao Yifeng heard the movement came here, he looked at the dress of the group, and there was a strange color in his eyes. The other party wore exactly the same clothes as the members of the group of Indian Devils who had participated in the elite competition in Dongying. .

boom!

A dull attack sounded, the old monk wearing a red jacket and a gray-haired, somber-looking, old man with a somber look receding, a fierce energy burst out, and the empty air flow was wiped out.

"My Lingyin Temple and your Tianri religion have no grudges. What do you want to do?"

The old monk looked at each other solemnly and said.

"All we need is reliance!"

The old man who teaches the sun groaned.

"This is the treasure of my Buddha, how can I give it to you Gentiles!"

The old monk shouted coldly, with a firm look in his eyes.

"I teach the religion of the sun, too. Why can't I get this relic?"

The old man teaching that day hummed.

"Anyway, I cannot give this relic to you Gentiles!"

The old monk said toughly.

"Don't blame us then!"

The old man said, his hands twitched with Yin Jue, and his strength broke out completely. His body flashed, he rushed out with great flexibility, and patted it with his palm facing the old monk.

"King Kong Palm!"

The old monk shouted in a deep voice, a golden Buddha light pervaded his body, and a strong Buddha's prestige came out, and he blasted out fiercely, his powerful and overbearing power blasted out.

The two palms collided, both of them were receding, and then the two middle-aged monks in Lingyin Temple had been sieged to death by the former of the Riten religion.

Immediately, this group of people stared at the old monk, the terrible breath permeated.

"Twist print!"

The Celestial old man twisted his hands, and a mysterious imprint was formed, and he went out with a terrible breath.

The rest of the masters of day teaching all shot, a powerful attack broke out.

"Admiralty bell!"

The old monk shouted with a somber expression, and a golden light surged on his body, forming a cover.

Boom boom!

A horrific assault all fell on the hood outside the old monk, with a roar of noise.

The dazzling light exploded, and a surge of energy flowed like a tide.

puff!

At this time, the old man of the Celestialism condensed and twirled the flowers on the golden cover, completely breaking it open.

The powerful force rushed away and directly took the old monk to Zhen Fei, and the box with the beads on his body flew out.

Watching the box fly out, Xiao Yifeng's eyes flickered in the distance.

"Stay here and don't move!"

At this moment, a low voice sounded in Xiao Yifeng's ears, and then a figure burst out from his side.

"Uncle San!"

Seeing the figure clearly, Xiao Yifeng shouted helplessly. This man was his uncle Xiao Han.

boom!

Watching the bead fall from the box, the old man of Tianjiao was about to snatch. As a result, Xiao Han rushed out in a stride, patted his palm towards the opponent, and shocked him directly.

The other hand waved violently, grabbed the relic, and threw it toward Xiao Yifeng.

Seeing this, Xiao Yifeng understood that it was his third uncle who wanted to help him get this Buddhist relic.

Xiao Yifeng displayed the nine stars to chase the moon, and immediately caught that relic in his palm, and glanced at Xiao Han.

"go!"

Xiao Han said in a deep voice, Xiao Yifeng also took the lead to leave here, and with Xiao Han's strength, there would not be much danger.

"on!"

Seeing that the relic was taken away, the old man who taught the day yelled, all of them attacked Xiao Han, and the old monk also shot again.

Xiao Han showed his incomparable strength by himself, blocking them all.

Xiao Yifeng quickly escaped there and wanted to return to the hotel.

Only when he was more than one hundred meters away from the hotel, a horrible crisis came to his mind, and two horrible gas engines directly locked Xiao Yifeng.

Immediately two figures appeared before him: one was the oldest of the bishops, and the other was the man the blood raced with him.

The two now looked a little bit embarrassed and looked like they had gone through a fierce battle, but at this time they were staring at Xiao Yifeng.

"Give up the angel's heart!"

"Give up the angel's heart!"

The two men looked at Xiao Yifeng in unison.

"I don't know what you are talking about?"

Xiao Yi chuckled, his eyes flickered.

"No need to pretend, you have the breath of an angel heart on your body, hand it in obediently, otherwise you will be judged by God!"

The bishop stared sharply at Xiao Yifeng ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ boy, as long as you give me the angel's heart, I can protect your life! "

The **** man vomited coldly.

Xiao Yifeng's eyes flashed. He did not expect that they found themselves so quickly. People in this temple could feel the breath of the angel's heart, which Xiao Yifeng did not expect.

However, it was difficult for Xiao Yifeng to surrender the angel's heart.

"Looks like you don't plan to give up, do you accept God's judgment?"

The white bishop gave a cold drink, a wave of the scepter in his hand, and a breath of sacred terror broke out from him.

Even though he had experienced a big war before, but I don't know why, the strength of this white bishop has not weakened at all, and it is even more terrifying.

The sacred and terrifying atmosphere that oppressed Xiao Yifeng even made him feel unbearable, as if there was a **** standing in front of him, making him dare not have any rebellious heart.

"Judgment of God!"

The scepter in the hand of the white card waved slightly at Xiao Yifeng, a white light descended from the sky, and went directly towards Xiao Yifeng.