100 million walk alone

Chapter 712: Extorting money from the temple
"Who is coming!"

Four men in black rushed out from Xinglong Pawn Shop, all masters of the Dark Hall.

The four of them were about to show off their power, but they couldn't stop Long Xiaoyao from waving his sleeves.

The dead man lying on the ground was numb, unable to understand what kind of power the mysterious man had exploded.

Long Xiaoyao, who has completed a tribulation and mastered the power of the eight-star true dragon, is no longer at a level that ordinary monks can understand.

Coupled with the activation of the divine seal, he truly mastered how to use the power of incense and wish, and his whole person underwent a qualitative change.

At this moment, a young man wearing a waiter's uniform quietly slipped out behind the pawn shop.

The young man looked gloomy, it was the Nine-Life Demon King Miao Lihui.

After all the clones were destroyed, the Nine-Life Demon King was already seriously injured.

I originally thought that I was safe in the underground world. After all, as a high-level member of the Dark Palace, I was covered by the entire pantheon of temples.

At the same time, the entire imperial city heard a voice: "Tell me, who are you and why are you lurking in the divine capital?"

The fire dragon devoured the Nine-Life Demon King in one bite, causing an effect even more terrifying than the Suzaku Divine Fire - torture.

"Because my homeland was overthrown by Empress Hong Ling, I fled to Beiju Luzhou alone, taking the pseudonym Lihui, in order to remember the regret of leaving my homeland."

As soon as the Nine-Life Demon King ran a few steps, a fire dragon sword energy fell from the sky.

When everyone in the temple appeared, eight more figures flew in the sky.

Now that Long Xiaoyao is coming to kill him, it is not easy to escape from under his nose.

Extreme pain can make people lose their minds, and physiological reactions replace psychological self-control.

As the saying goes, under severe torture, except for a handful of determined martyrs, most people will confess. Including many people who thought they were loyal and loyal, they confessed everything they should and should not say in the face of torture.

"More than four hundred years later, based on merit and qualifications, he served as the commander of the secret palace in the Great Zhou region."

The Fire Dragon Sword Qi evolved from the Qinglong Sword Qi, and its effect is no less than that of the Suzaku Divine Fire and Sky-Burning Flame.

Although the eight men were dressed in casual clothes, there was a rare air of nobility between their brows.

Ordinary people in the city of God heard it clearly.

It was precisely because of fear that the Nine-Life Demon King chose to run away.

The major families in the city of God chose to stay put and wait to see what the situation was like.

A few years later, Zhao Wuji would be killed by Gu Yida and replaced by Ouyang Wuhen.

Behind Zhao Wuji were four central priests, one of whom was an old man with a goatee and a butt-like chin, none other than Ouyang Wuhen.

Not only the monks heard these words clearly.

This is the current situation of the Nine-Life Demon King. The Fire Dragon Sword Qi that burned from the skin to the bone marrow made a generation of Demon King lose his mind: "Spare your life... I say, I say!"

The Divine Capital is, after all, the imperial city of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the core hub.

But the temples could no longer keep a low profile. After all, Miao Lihui was the leader of the Dark Hall, and he was publicly executed like this. If the temples didn't respond, people would lose their support in the future, and it would be difficult to lead the team.

The visitor was none other than the eight giants of the Great Zhou Elders Association.

If they hadn't seen Miao Lihui burnt to ashes and couldn't find out the details of Long Xiaoyao, the Big Eight would have taken action long ago.

"Two hundred years later, transfer to the dark palace."

Long Xiaoyao didn't bother to pay attention at all, and looked at Zhao Wuji: "Call Liu Wuxiang and the six elders of your headquarters. I have something to say."

People saw with their own eyes that the Nine-Life Demon King wrapped in a fire dragon in the sky was burned to ashes.

"What I want is to use the power of the temple to defeat the Shenzhou Empire and restore the former glory of my Ten Thousand Monster Empire."

The Great Zhou Dynasty changed its emperor every hundred years. Over the past thousand years, more than a dozen emperors had been replaced. Several emperors had fallen. The eight giants that now exist are the ones in front of them.

For more than a thousand years, no one has ever broken into this capital.

"Bold maniac!"

Speaking of Mr. Pei's past and present life, this was the first time he saw the true face of the giant of the Elders Association.

The old man with white beard and hair at the head was named Zhao Wuji, a golden-robed high priest of the Zhou Dynasty.

The Nine-Life Demon King has not been so frightened for many years. The other party not only knows his clone, but also knows who he is. This is simply incredible.

Zhao Wuji was furious when he heard this: "How unreasonable, how dare you call the master of the palace by his name."

Now that Zhao Wuji from the temple is taking the lead, the elders will be able to assist him. The leader of the elders is very valuable as soon as he appears: "A bold madman who breaks into the divine city without permission and kills people on the street should be punished."

With such a big thing at stake, it won't work if the eight giants of the Elder Council don't come.

"As a casual cultivator, I infiltrated the temples and climbed to the position of priest after going through many tests."

"I am the Dongsheng Shenzhou Ten Thousand Monsters Empire, His Highness the Holy Clan."

Along with a deep shout, several figures flew out of the Imperial City Temple.

As soon as he heard the voice, the Nine-Life Demon King knew that the other party was Long Xiaoyao who had destroyed all his clones.

The weakest ones are also in the sixth level of Destiny Realm, and a few are in the seventh level of Return to True Realm.

However, the plan could not keep up with the change, and the man came to kill him.

Snapped!
A crisp sound spread throughout the imperial city.

People saw Zhao Wuji fly out and lose two front teeth.

The majestic golden-robed high priest, the supreme being of the Great Zhou Dynasty, was hanged and beaten at will. The contrast was shocking.

The rest of the people were about to take action when they heard a cold shout: "Kneel down."

The four central priests, the eight giants of the Elder Council, fell to the ground helplessly as if their chests had been hit by a heavy hammer.

The twelve kneeling people sensed a force that could destroy them physically and mentally at any time.

In the famous Tiandao Square outside the temple gate, where the first Tiandao monument stood, now the legendary Twelve Bosses are kneeling.

It can be said that most of the top bosses in the Zhou Dynasty are kneeling here.

The golden-robed high priest who was knocked out slipped into the temple and contacted the headquarters through the high priest's unique channel.

After a while, seven people flew from the sky, including men and women.

The middle-aged scribe at the head was Liu Wuxiang, the master of the palace.

Seeing the four central purple-clothed priests kneeling on the ground, the six elders looked ugly, and Liu Wuxiang's demeanor was a bit unsteady: "I, Liu Wuxiang, am the current master of the temple. Fellow Taoist, we all People in the temple only kneel down to worship the gods, why do you humiliate the priests so much?”

"You should ask why I let them live." Long Xiaoyao said calmly: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Long Xiaoyao. I come from Dongsheng Shenzhou. I am entrusted by the Empress of Shenzhou to hunt down the remnants of the previous dynasty."

"Long Xiaoyao?" Liu Wuxiang deliberately amplified his voice: "I heard that in Dongsheng Divine Continent, the empress pretended to be destined to consecrate a dragon god. And that dragon god, who changed his name to Long Xiaoyao in the world, could it be you?"

Long Xiaoyao did not answer the question: "It doesn't matter whether I am a human or a god. Let's talk about business first. Your temples have harbored Miao Lihui, a remnant of the Ten Thousand Monster Empire for more than five hundred years. Should you give me an explanation?"

Liu Wuxiang suppressed his anger and said: "The temples take in homeless people from all over the world. No matter what Miao Lihui's previous background was, he passed the temple's inspection three times. From now on, he has only one identity - a believer of God."

After a pause, the palace master let out a sense of oppression: "Your Excellency, you are here to settle old scores from five hundred years ago and break the thousands-year-old rules of entering the city with tokens. Don't you think it's too much?"

His words were so righteous that many believers in the imperial city nodded their heads.

The believers didn't know that Liu Wuxiang was panicking.

As the most powerful man in the temple who has overcome tribulations six times, the temple master cannot see through Long Xiaoyao's strength at all.

Moreover, the pressure Liu Wuxiang deliberately exuded was completely unable to deter Long Xiaoyao.

You have to know that the six elders behind him, the worst of whom had only undergone the second tribulation, could not withstand the imposing aura of the hall master at ordinary times. As a result, Long Xiaoyao became unfathomable in Liu Wuxiang's mind.

Facing Liu Wuxiang's questioning, Long Xiaoyao became a little unreasonable: "I came here to ask the temple to give me an explanation, not to discuss whether I went too far. If you, Liu Wuxiang, can't make the decision, then find someone else who can. people come over."

"Insanity!"

Gloomy voices came from behind Long Xiaoyao.

I saw an extremely cold snake with three heads, and it touched the square at some point.

Three snake heads covered in head were biting towards Long Xiaoyao at the same time.

The biting method carries the unique racial talent of alien monsters. No matter how the targeted target dodges, it will be bitten by one of the snake heads.

The three-headed snake that suddenly appeared was none other than Long Sanshou, the Lord of the Dark Palace.

He and Liu Wuxiang, one bright and one dark, are each other's horns.

As the saying goes, it is easy to dodge open guns but hard to prevent hidden arrows. The sudden attack of Long Sanshou is really hard to guard against.

Only this time, he picked the wrong opponent.

Long Xiaoyao didn't dodge, he didn't even draw his sword, he flew up and hit Killer on the head with a punch.

Bang bang bang!
He obviously only threw one punch, and three snake heads were hit at the same time.

An incredible scene appeared. The three-headed snake's eyes were dull, its body was trembling, and it was allowed to be beaten by Long Xiaoyao.

Liu Wuxiang, who was about to attack head-on, was dumbfounded. The Liu Wuxiang in his memory had the characteristics of a dark palace. He was good at sneak attacks and assassinations. He was definitely an expert at moving and dodging. How could he lie on the ground and be beaten?

Only Long Sanshou at the scene knew the reason. He majored in the Dragon-Snake Way and turned snakes into dragons, so he was named Long Sanshou.

The three-headed snake in front of me can be said to be at its peak, and if it takes one step further, it can transform into a dragon.

There is still a gap between the dragon and the real dragon.

It’s so damn good that the Long Xiaoyao in front of me is an eight-star true dragon!
Even though he has only completed his first tribulation, his physical strength is no less than that of a great master who has overcome tribulation eight times.

There is another key point. Real dragons have innate suppression power over various dragon descendants, just like a father beating his son.

A big snake attacking a real dragon is tantamount to seeking death.

Long Xiaoyao didn't even need to transform into a dragon. He only relied on the real dragon power in his fists and feet to blow up three dragon heads with one punch.

I saw the three-headed giant snake instantly softening in the square, losing its breath of life.

A punch with the power of a real dragon actually dispersed the three dragon souls.

"Is this what the pantheons say?"

Long Xiaoyao glanced over coldly, frightening Liu Wuxiang who was about to take action and took three big steps back. He no longer had the courage to take action.

After all, Long Sanshou has also survived six tribulations, and is on par with the palace master Liu Wuxiang. Their strength is between the two.

Now that he had witnessed Long Sanshou being beaten to death with one punch, Liu Wuxiang still had the courage to take action.

"I happen to need materials for weapon refining, so this snake skin can be used as a deposit."

Long Xiaoyao waved his sleeves, and the three-headed giant snake was taken into the Universe Treasure House.

The six elders floating behind Liu Wuxiang all dared to be angry but dared not speak.

The elders knew Long Sanshou's strength very well, and he was actually turned into a "material for weapon refining" just after meeting him.

What is even more tragic is that in broad daylight, in front of millions of people, the body of the second master of the temple was taken away by a strange fanatic. This is simply the biggest shame of the temple in a thousand years.

Even if he offended Zhenbao Pavilion hundreds of years ago, he would only have to pay for it, and it would not be as miserable as having his body taken away to refine weapons.

At this time, Long Xiaoyao spoke: "God has the virtue of good life, and I do not want to commit murder unless someone is seeking death on his own. I will only say this once, so please listen carefully."

"The temple harbors the remnants of China, and it should be given spiritual compensation."

"Every year, we will compensate you with 10,000 top-quality spiritual stones."

"Based on the calculation of five hundred years, your temples should compensate five million top-quality spiritual stones."

"If there are not enough top-grade spiritual stones, I will be merciful and allow you to use high-grade spiritual stones and medium-grade spiritual stones to make up the number in proportion."

Upon hearing this, the faces of the temple bosses turned green.

When the Zhenbao Pavilion was provoked, it was not compensated with such a huge sum of money.

Five million, which is still the best spiritual stone, is undoubtedly an astronomical number.

Even the top masters of Beiju Luzhou at the level of General Wushuang are still worried about thousands of top-quality spiritual stones.

No matter how big the temples are, they can't gather such a huge number.

This... is simply extortion, trying to rip off the temple!

"Too deceiving!"

The bad-tempered second elder couldn't bear it anymore and sacrificed the inferior artifact at the bottom of the box.

As soon as the second elder took action, Liu Wuxiang and the five elders also joined forces to attack.

Including the golden-robed high priest Zhao Wuji, and Ouyang Wuhen who was kneeling on the ground, also launched attacks from behind.

Seven of the ten giants of the Royal Elders Association have taken action, while the other three are still waiting and watching.

The dozen or so strong men who took action felt that they had hit the target.

While I was secretly rejoicing, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

What everyone hit seemed to be the moon in the water, but did not damage the real moon in the sky.

"not good!"

Liu Wuxiang felt something was strongly wrong, subconsciously exclaimed, and then screamed.

An invisible sword energy surged out of his body and exploded suddenly.

The ninth form of the Nine Swords without Form - colorless and formless!
Now, Pei Daguan, who has a divine power of over 999, can finally unleash the power of level original swordsmanship.

Calculated based on the explosion of 10 points of divine power at each level, this time it exploded to 9990 points of divine power.

In this era, those with an explosion level of more than 200 are considered rare.

No one knows what a level 999 explosion is, and no one has ever experienced the horror of an explosion.

The shrill screams came one after another.

The bodies of Liu Wuxiang and the six elders exploded one after another and were instantly annihilated by flying ashes.

Zhao Wuji and Ouyang Wuhen died faster, not even leaving any residue.

The seven masters that the Elder Council took action met the same end, turning into ashes in the blink of an eye.

The huge square fell into a deathly silence.

The three central priests who had not taken any action were kneeling on the ground and trembling.

There were three other elder emperors who were watching, and they were also trembling, not even daring to take a breath.

Suddenly, a sigh came.

On the street in the distance, a beautiful-looking woman came walking, it was Princess Caiwei who was hiding in the city.

She looked at Long Xiaoyao in mid-air, with a pleading tone: "Fellow Taoist, please be merciful, everything can be easily discussed."

(End of this chapter)