Fayuan Temple is the oldest famous temple in the capital. The mountain where it is located is called Fayuan Mountain. It is not a famous mountain or river, but it is known as the "Immortal Mountain". It is rumored that in ancient China, there were experts here who attained enlightenment and became immortals on this mountain.

Since its establishment, the Yanhuang Organization's land font size has been set at the back of Fayuan Temple. It was once a holy place used by ancient emperors to worship Cang. It was later abandoned until it was rebuilt by the Yanhuang Organization and became the base camp of the land font size.

Chen Qingyang used to be the controller there, but now he is going to break inside alone to save people.

The car parked at the gate of Fayuan Temple. It was already night when hesitation. Fayuan Temple had already closed, and the empty door seemed extremely desolate and quiet.

"You wait for me here and don't walk around."

Chen Qingyang opened his eyes and let out a slight breath of turbid air.

After more than a while of restoring breathing, his lost internal energy had already recovered and his mental state was at its peak.

"Brother Yang, be more concerned, you must save your sister." Chen Haojun begged with a hint of tone.

"Don't worry, your sister will be fine." Chen Qingyang pushed open the car door and walked out of the car.

After taking a look at Fayuan Temple, Chen Qingyang walked directly to the spacious mountain path on the left, and then quickly walked up the dark mountain path.

The wind was howling, and the face was like a knife.

The rain seems to be coming!

Walking along the mountain road to the end, there is a tall and tight iron gate with four large characters written in bright red fonts.

"Tourists stop."

The tight iron door completely blocked the view and could not see the situation inside.

As long as you pass through the iron gate, you will be the territory with the size of Yanhuang.

However, Chen Qingyang suddenly stopped, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at the back of the iron gate.

"Clang!"

The closed iron door slowly opened, and two gloomy voices slowly appeared in Chen Qingyang's sight.

The two of them were tall and short, with long hair draped over their shoulders, pale and cold faces, wearing a black windbreaker, clattering in the wind, looking like vampires in the Western world.

The shortest one was a bald head, with six deep ring scars on his head, and a string of Buddhist beads larger than his thumb on his neck, but there was a red and fierce light in his eyes, like a demon who killed people without blinking.

Because the color is too dark, the outlines of the two of them are blurred in the darkness.

But Chen Qingyang had already recognized who the two were.

The two strongest masters of the Earth font size are also called the Guardians of the Earth font size.

Sword slave and Avoid killing!

"Bang!"

A flash of lightning seemed to split the sky in half, and the shocking white light shone on the two of them, and a gloomy and ferocious smile could be seen on their faces.

"Two seniors, long time no see you." Chen Qingyang said calmly and coldly.

Jiannu and Jiji had existed long before Chen Qingyang entered the font size of the earth.

To be strict, the two are not from the Yanhuang organization, they are just prisoners caught by the Yanhuang organization.

Later, after the transformation, the two became the guardians of the earth-sized font, and the other three fonts also had such masters in charge.

"Qingdi, you are back." The man with long hair shawls said in a gloomy voice.

His name is Jiannu, a man who is extremely obsessed with Jian, and he is even willing to become a slave to Jian.

"Amitabha, Qing Emperor, your strength is hard for the old monk to see through." Jieji clasped his hands together and looked at Chen Qingyang with a serious look on his face.

Chen Qingyang once experienced the strength of the two, and never supported ten moves in the hands of any of them.

A few years ago, they were already powerful masters at the half-step realm.

However, now standing in front of them, Chen Qingyang did not feel any threatening aura.

"Two seniors, are you going to stop me?" Chen Qingyang asked.

Although Chen Qingyang and the two of them did not have too much interaction, they had drunk a few glasses of wine. Although Chen Qingyang knew that both of them were once devils who killed people without blinking, Chen Qingyang did not have any disgust or disgust towards them.

"We have to follow the Blood Dragon's order." Ji Sha said with a self-deprecating voice.

Blood Dragon is the code name of Mo Fulong.

They are not from the Yanhuang organization, and they do not need to obey Mo Fulong's orders by reason.

But Mo Fulong is now more powerful than two people. If they don’t obey, they may have only one ending, and that’s death!

"It seems that I have to fight with two seniors." Chen Qingyang shrugged and said without caring.

"Qingdi, you'd better leave. You know our strength." Jian Nu said.

While he was doing it, he slowly untied the black linen on the weapon in his hand, replacing it with a blood-colored sword.

This is a very strange sword. The reason why it turns blood-red is because it has sucked too much human blood.

A golden light suddenly surged out from his body that abstained from killing, and his whole body was like a Buddha who was still as motionless as a mountain.

Chen Qingyang knew that when he had been fighting with him, the two of them had never used all their strength at all. Otherwise, if there were only one move, Chen Qingyang would not be able to take it.

But now he is no longer the Chen Qingyang that he used to be.

"Then I will dare to learn the skills of the two seniors again!" Chen Qingyang smiled softly, then pulled out his posture, fisted his hands, showing an offensive posture.

Feeling the powerful fighting spirit on Chen Qingyang, the two of them were shocked.

The Chen Qingyang in front of him seemed not as weak as they imagined.

"boom!"

A muffled thunder sounded, and the sky seemed to be trembling.

"Crazy!"

Immediately afterwards, heavy rain covered the entire earth, and the clothes on Chen Qingyang and the other two were instantly soaked in the heavy rain, and their vision began to blur.

None of the three moved and allowed the heavy rain to pour down.

Until the next thunder sounded, the killing was the first to move, and the fierce light in his eyes became even more intense, and instantly turned into a killing god.

"The old monk comes first!"

His feet moved quickly and stepped on the bluestone floor. The floor could not bear his power at all and instantly cracked.

In an instant, the golden light around him was tremendous, and the heavy rain evaporated before it touched his body.

Vajra enters the body, this is a hard qi fu in Buddhism, and it is an external practice fu derived from the Vajra Indestructible Magic.

Although it is not as good as the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art, if you practice to the peak, you can also be invulnerable to swords and spears and crack rocks.

Judgment was obviously very confident in his physical defense, and he had no defense at all. He used Arhat Fist with both hands and attacked Chen Qingyang strongly.

The heavy rain could not stop the offensive of killing. The strength and momentum were probably even stronger than Mu Ge.

Chen Qingyang narrowed his eyes lightly, took a step forward suddenly, and the Overlord Fist shook out without hesitation.
Chapter completed!