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Chapter 82 The Fallen Monk

"Leave him alone, it's important to save Emperor Yan first." Mogula waved his hands impatiently and said.

"Hmm." Several people nodded.

When they left, a thin figure emerged from the mist.

It was Li Xiaole who disappeared just now.

Li Xiaole watched several people leave, his figure disappeared into the mist again, and his eyes were fixed on the temple.

Inside, there is a big alien.

The system provided him with a new task just now.

Tier [-] alien, fallen monk.

This kind of degenerate monk is a kind of existence that does not abide by the rules of Buddhism, breaks the precepts without authorization, and blackens Buddhist exercises.

The abilities of each fallen monk are different, and some are even more real than real monks.

But one thing is that their nature cannot be changed.

Madness, depravity, withering, darkness.

This is the nature of their souls.

Don't look at the guy that Yan Fang is facing, all his shots are golden light, he looks like a master.

But behind this light, hidden is the greatest evil.

In the depths of the hall that Yan Fang couldn't see, a monk in a black cassock sat cross-legged.

Only half of this monk's face is human-like, and the other half of his face is densely packed with black reptiles.

One black and one white, like two extremes on his face.

His mouth kept trembling, and Zen sounds came out of his mouth one by one. It was strange that his voice alone had the effect of dozens of people singing.

There are also mixed voices. If you don't see the scene, you will think that there are a group of monks inside.

After Yan put his hands on his hands, the flames all over his body evaporated, and countless flames shot out from his eyes.

Emperor Yan, Emperor Yan.

He has practiced on the equator for many years, and his fire attribute ability is unmatched.

To become the master of the flame realm, he did not rely on a group of subordinates.

"Flame."

Yan Fang's tone was faint, and countless flames emerged from the sky, from the ground, and from various places, adhering to the temple and burning.

Then at a certain moment, these flames stopped at the same time, and then, as if being extinguished by water all at once, they went out with a bang.

With the extinguishment of these flames, the places where they were attached before seemed to be extinguished as well, and holes appeared one after another.

With the total death.

This is one of the functions of embers.

Once attached to these flames, their lives become one with the flames.

As the master of the flame realm, these flames are all his subjects.

If the king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die.

When the flame withers, the existence that has been bound together will also wither.

Yan Fang usually would not use this move, because it not only consumed a lot of his vitality, but also meant that this move would kill everyone.

Even if his wife was kidnapped by gangsters before, even if he was angry, he would just burn them to ashes with the snap of his fingers.

If it's in the flames, he doesn't mind letting those guys live in pain in his flames.

This is Emperor Yan, Emperor Yan!

The destruction of the temple made the fallen monk in the main hall raise his eyebrows. Black lacquered bugs rolled around, and some even fell on the ground. They went to fill the gaps in the main hall.

This temple is the mountain temple he refined, which is also the false body of Yu Gong who died before.

That's right, that Yu Gong is just a fake body.

Whether the real Yu Gong actually exists is unknown.

This is also the reason why the fallen monk dared to bully Yu Gong's fake body.

He has occupied the magpie's nest for many years, and has already possessed part of the power of the mountain god.

And he has turned the mountain temple into his own life.