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"The lady..."

"This is God's will, no one can change it, everything is preordained!"

As Lan Tian said, a subtle sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After Xiao Yifeng got the angel's heart, he opened it for a look, and a sacred and powerful aura permeated it. This aura, as if this thing is really a god, is unpredictable, and it is difficult for Xiao Yifeng's see-through eyes to see through it.

After reading it again, Xiao Yifeng didn't study any more, and was going to go back first.

It's just that Xiao Yifeng didn't walk for a long time, his eyes flickered, turned around and rushed towards a certain place.

In this empty place in Donggang, a fierce battle is also going on.

The three monks from Lingyin Temple were being besieged by dozens of people, all of whom were wearing robes, veils, and a special attire.

"People taught by the sun!"

When Xiao Yifeng heard the news and came here, looking at the outfits of this group of people, a strange look flashed in his eyes. The clothes on the other side were exactly the same as those of the group of members of the Indian Heavenly Sect who participated in the elite competition in Japan back then. .

boom!

A dull attack sounded, and the old monk in red cassock and an old man with gray hair, gloomy face and solemn expression retreated back and forth again and again, a sharp energy rippling out, and the void air flow was wiped out.

"My Lingyin Temple and your Tianri Sect have never had any enmity, what do you want to do?"

The old monk looked at the other party solemnly and said.

"We only want relic!"

The old man of the Sky Sect said in a deep voice.

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

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

"My Tianri religion is also the inheritance of Buddhism and Taoism. Why can't I get this relic?"

The old man who taught that day snorted coldly.

"No matter what, I can't give this relic to you foreigners!"

The old monk said with a tough face.

"Then don't blame us for being rude!"

As the old man spoke, he pinched the Yin Jue with both hands, and his body's strength completely exploded. With a sway of his body, he rushed out with incomparable flexibility, and slapped the old monk with his palm.

"Vajra palm!"

The old monk shouted in a deep voice, a golden Buddha's light pervaded his body, and a strong power of Buddhism was released, and he slammed out with a palm, with a fierce and domineering force.

The two palms collided, and both of them retreated. At this time, the two middle-aged monks of Lingyin Temple had been besieged to death by the former of the Tianri Sect.

Immediately, the group of people also stared at the old monk,

A terrible breath permeated the air.

"Twisted Flower Seal!"

The old man of the Tianri Sect twirled his hands, and formed an incomparably mysterious imprint, which blasted out with a terrifying aura.

The rest of the Tianri Sect masters all shot, and powerful attacks burst out one after another.

"Admiralty!"

The old monk shouted solemnly, a golden light surged from his body, forming a hood.

Boom boom boom!

A wave of terrifying attacks all fell on the old monk's outer cover, and there were bursts of roaring sounds.

The dazzling light exploded, and waves of vigor and energy surged like tides.

puff!

At this time, the old man of the Tianri Sect condensed and blasted the Nianhua imprint on the golden cover, completely breaking it apart.

The powerful force rushed away, and directly sent the old monk flying, 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 time, a deep voice rang in Xiao Yifeng's ears, and then a figure burst out from beside him.

"Third Uncle!"

Seeing that figure clearly, Xiao Yifeng couldn't help shouting that this person was his third uncle Xiao Han.

boom!

Watching the beads fall from the box, the old man of the Tianri Sect was about to snatch them, but Xiao Han rushed out with a stride, and slapped the opponent with a palm, knocking him back directly.

The other hand swung out violently, grabbed the relic, and threw it towards Xiao Yifeng's position.

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

Xiao Yifeng used Nine Stars to Chase the Moon, and instantly grabbed the relic in his palm, and glanced at Xiao Han.

"Walk!"

Xiao Han said in a deep voice, Xiao Yifeng also left here first, and with Xiao Han's strength, there would not be too much danger.

"superior!"

Seeing that the relic was taken away, the old man of the Rijiao shouted that day, and the group of people all attacked Xiao Han, and the old monk also shot again.

Xiao Han showed his incomparable strength by himself, and even blocked them all.

Xiao Yifeng fled there quickly, wanting to return to the hotel.

It's just that when he was more than a hundred meters away from the hotel, a terrifying sense of crisis surged into his heart, and two terrifying auras directly locked onto Xiao Yifeng.

Immediately, two figures appeared in front of him, one was the oldest one among the bishops in white clothes, and the other was the man the blood race fought against.

These two people looked a little embarrassed now, as if they had experienced a fierce battle, but at this moment they were all staring at Xiao Yifeng.

"Hand over the Angel Heart!"

"Hand over the Angel Heart!"

The two looked at Xiao Yifeng and said in unison.

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

Xiao Yifeng said in a deep voice, his eyes flickering.

"Don't pretend, you have the aura of an angel's heart on you, hand it over obediently, or you will be judged by God!"

The bishop in white stared at Xiao Yifeng sharply.

"Boy, as long as you give me your angel heart, I can save your life!"

The blood man spit out with cold eyes.

Xiao Yifeng's eyes flickered, he didn't expect that they would find him so quickly, and the people in the temple could feel the breath of the angel's heart, which Xiao Yifeng didn't expect.

But it is difficult to let Xiao Yifeng hand over the angel's heart like this.

"It seems that you don't plan to hand it over, do you, then accept the judgment of God!"

The bishop in white snorted coldly, waved the scepter in his hand, and a holy and terrifying aura erupted from him.

Even though he had experienced a big battle before, but for some reason, the strength of the bishop in white has not weakened at all, and it is even more terrifying.

The sacred and terrifying aura oppressed Xiao Yifeng, which made him feel unbearable, as if there was a god standing in front of him, making him dare not have any rebellious intentions.

"God's Judgment!"

The bishop in white waved the scepter lightly at Xiao Yifeng, and a white light descended from the sky, directly blasting towards Xiao Yifeng.