Cheng Xiang Temple was one of the two temples of the Five Elements Court. It enshrined the golden statues of the ancestors and was located in the belly of the mountain below the Thunder God Platform. Yan Li crossed a few suspension bridges and killed a few disciples of the Five Elements Court who tried to stop him. Then, he arrived at the bottom of the steps of Cheng Xiang Temple. Cheng Xiang Temple was built against the mountain. Half of it was in the belly of the mountain. The open space in front of it was flattened and laid down more than 20 steps. On both sides were carved fences and green trees.
When Yan Li stepped on the first step, there was a tsunami. This was the forbidden area of the forbidden area. Usually, unless there was a grand sacrificial ceremony, even the true disciples were not allowed to enter and exit.
The tsunami poured down from the sky. However, Yan Li had already taken the second step. These tsunamis were not illusions. They really happened in the real world. However, only those who were wary of them would have their souls sucked in and suffer. Yan Li was fearless. If he pretended not to hear it, it would be useless.
After crossing more than 20 steps, he stood in the square in front of Cheng Xiang Temple. Seven cauldrons as tall as a person were lined up.
Liu Tang gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Yan Shifang, you dare to offend our ancestors. You will be punished by heaven!"
Yan Li walked to a cauldron and kicked it.
Bang!
The cauldron as tall as a person smashed through the gate of Cheng Xiang Temple like a cannonball. Then, a lot of wood shavings smashed onto the white jade ground inside, creating a big pit.
"Thief, how dare you! The Two Saints of Temple Protectors will tear you into pieces!" Two earth Perfected Immortal level elders jumped out from their hiding places. Their True Core surged. They formed a seal with their hands and chanted. "Thousand Realms of Dharma …"
Bang, bang, bang …
Six muffled sounds were heard. The remaining six cauldrons were smashed one after another. Half of Cheng Xiang Temple was destroyed.
"Thief!" The two elders clenched their teeth in hatred and sped up the execution of their arts. Waves of cold waves appeared out of nowhere and surged forward, freezing Yan Li into an ice sculpture.
"Thief, die!" One of them shouted angrily. He flew over and raised his palm to hit Yan Li's head. If his head were to be smashed, he would definitely die.
Liu Tang also hoped that Yan Li would die just like that, but he clearly saw Yan Li's eyeballs move in the frozen state. He couldn't help but shout, "Elder Yuan Bing, be careful!"
Yuan Bing and his brother had immersed themselves in ice mystical arts their entire lives, and this palm technique was also completely related to ice. Therefore, they were filled with confidence. Even though they heard the warning, they didn't think much of it. He spat out an icy wind from his palm, intensifying the power of the cold, causing the ice sculpture to solidify even more.
Then, without hesitation, he slapped Yan Li's head.
Bang!
Yuan Bing's face changed after hearing the rapid and short collision sound. His palm power was blocked by an unknown force in front of Yan Li, and now it appeared under the force field of ice. It was layers of the power of dead resentment, and countless dead souls were crowding and wailing. As Yuan Bing listened and watched, his mind trembled uncontrollably. He thought to himself, "How could this little thief bear all these at such a young age and still keep his mind intact? If it were someone else, he would have become a slave of dead resentment."
Bang!
As he was slightly distracted, there was another hurried muffled sound, and the ice sculpture shattered. In an instant, he felt fear, and could only condense the True Essence he had cultivated his entire life on the surface of his body. His neck still hurt, and his head flew into the sky. When it landed on the ground, he could still hear and see, but it was just an independent head, so how could he feel regret and unwillingness? There was only endless pain, and then he fell into darkness.
"Brother!" Seeing Yuan Bing's tragic death, the other elder twisted his body as if he had gone mad. His entire body actually broke down into grains of ice, and merged with the ice dust that filled the sky, turning into an even more turbulent cold wave that surged towards Yan Li.
Yan Li broke free from the ice, and walked forward. With every step he took, the resentment of death became denser, and with a momentum that was even more violent than the cold wave, it forcefully blocked the cold wave, and the elder was frozen into an ice sculpture. Never in his dreams would he have thought that he would be killed by his own mystical arts.
"No, don't!" Liu Tang let out a desperate cry. In his memory, when he was young, he was very naughty, and always sneaked to the Incense Bearing Temple to play. Although the two elders drove him away mercilessly every time, they would always give him some small objects or delicious food. Watching them die in front of him, his heart also felt like it was being torn apart.
Yan Li's footsteps paused, and he said expressionlessly, "It's just the beginning, and you can't take it anymore? You are even more fragile than I thought. How can you bear the responsibility of inheriting the Confucian orthodoxy? "After he finished speaking, he quickly took two steps forward and performed a roundhouse kick. The ice sculpture turned into a white light, and shot into the Incense Bearing Temple. With a "bang", it smashed into those golden statues, and turned into white ice powder that filled the sky.
Liu Tang closed his eyes, and dared not to look. He clenched his teeth, "Don't give me a chance, or I will cut off your flesh piece by piece and feed it to the dogs!"
"I thought you were going to break down, but you didn't. Very good." Yan Li pulled Liu Tang over, grabbed him by the collar, and stepped into the Incense Bearing Temple. He kicked away the cattail hassock, and threw Liu Tang towards the group of golden statues. The power of death hatred turned into extremely thin threads, and entangled Liu Tang's limbs, controlling him to make a few movements.
"What are you doing?" Liu Tang cried out in fear.
"Although I don't have the Divine Death Scripture, and can't refine the soul thread to enter your bier," Yan Li said expressionlessly, "I can use death hatred to control your limbs. Didn't you say that offending the patriarchs of the Five Elements Court would bring about divine punishment? I'd like to see if divine punishment will hit you or not! "
To his horror, Liu Tang found that he had uncontrollably picked up one of the statues, and then smashed it towards the other one. The two statues were made of the same material, and when they hit each other, they would definitely be injured. This time, two of the patriarchs' statues suffered a disaster.
In less than fifteen minutes, the dozen golden statues placed on the yellow table shattered into pieces, and the temple was in a mess.
In the end, Liu Tang was so agitated that he was a little delirious. He could only curse the same thing over and over again.
"Yan Li, you thief!"
When Yan Li walked out of the door and was about to destroy the entire Incense Bearing Temple, he heard dozens of air-piercing noises around him. Among them, a voice filled with deep hatred caught his attention.
The dozens of air-piercing noises were the experts of the Five Elements Court who had rushed over after hearing the news. Every one of them was at least an elder, and the weakest was at the Cave Observation Realm. Their leader, who was also the one who caught Yan Li's attention, was a hunchbacked old man with white hair and a cane.
The old man spoke with great difficulty, and his face was full of hatred. He scolded word by word, "You brat, you destroyed the Taoist view, and cut off people's incense. When I catch you, I'll make you beg for death. I won't stop until I torture you for ten years!"
Yan Li suddenly grabbed Liu Tang's neck, and his hatred for the white-haired old man was ten times stronger, "Old thing, not only will I destroy your Taoist temple and cut off your incense, I'll also make you never reincarnate!"
Suddenly, a fragrant wind came, and Tang Buluo came out of nowhere, grabbing Yan Li's hand and was about to leave.
Suddenly, a fragrant wind came, and Tang Buluo came out of nowhere, grabbing Yan Li's hand and was about to leave.
Yan Li frowned slightly, and was about to speak when his soft palm suddenly felt a sting. He felt a pain in his palm, and his expression changed immediately. Seeing Tang Buluo's face, he had indeed lowered his vigilance to the lowest level. He didn't expect to be sneak attacked by her. The originally balanced Yin and Yang in his body suddenly became chaotic, and the Soul-mourning Nails buried deep in his meridians and acupoints left his body uncontrollably.
Tang Buluo grinned and took the Soul-mourning Nails in his hand, "Yan Shifang, let's see how you die this time!"
Without the power of the Soul-mourning Nails, the curse power of the Black Blood Curse burned fiercely.
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