Suddenly, his eyes lit up with a blue light, and in no time, many scattered footprints appeared on the ground, among which two different types of footprints were the most obvious.
"This belongs to that person, and this belongs to the corpse snake. Hey! The corpse snake's footprints stopped here. He was directly beaten by that person to reveal his true form." The corpse eagle was extremely surprised.
He knew some information about the official in Qingyang City, who was an Iron Toad.
But even if it was an Iron Toad official, it would be impossible for him to beat the corpse snake so badly in a one-on-one situation.
The corpse eagle continued to look at the corpse snake's escape route, and saw that the other party's escape route disappeared outside the hall and came to an abrupt end.
Doesn’t this mean that the corpse snake is dead?
"Even the corpse is gone." Corpse Eagle's face was heavy.
"How is it? Can you find where the corpse snake went?" asked the corpse bear.
"If I'm not mistaken, the corpse snake should be dead."
"What?" The corpse bear was shocked.
He knew very well the strength of the corpse snake, so how could it be killed so easily?
"Let's go, there are footprints leaving from this side, let's chase them." The corpse eagle looked at the path Qin Yuesheng left and immediately walked over, followed closely by the corpse bear.
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After much difficulty, the pilgrims in Hanshan Temple were driven away. However, Qin Yuesheng's mischief was soon discovered by the senior monks and novices in the temple.
They banded together to surround Qin Yuesheng, glaring at him angrily, "Donor, what do you mean by this? Why are you chasing away the pilgrims who came to my Hanshan Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha?"
Qin Yuesheng said calmly, "There's something wrong with your place. It's very dangerous. I advise you to leave as soon as possible to avoid getting yourself killed."
"He is talking nonsense, brothers. Let's drive him out of Hanshan Temple together to prevent him from disturbing the tranquility of Buddhism." A big monk took out a Zen stick and shouted.
All the monks immediately took out their Zen sticks, intending to force Qin Yuesheng out of Hanshan Temple.
To be honest, Qin Yuesheng didn't want to fight with these irrelevant people. After all, they were innocent. But the atmosphere inside Hanshan Temple was so violent. As a member of the Seven Star Supervisor and a native of Qingyang City, he had to clear out the weirdness here for his hometown today.
Return peace to Qingyang City and eliminate all threats.
Faced with the monks coming with sticks, Qin Yuesheng came to life, without unsheathing his sword, and only used the sheath as a weapon.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
As Qin Yuesheng used the sheath as a stick to hit the monks, one monk after another fell to the ground and lost consciousness.
"Have a good sleep, I will help you clean up the evil things in the temple." When the last monk fell to the ground, Qin Yuesheng said calmly.
"What a big tone!"
Just as Qin Yuesheng finished speaking, an old voice suddenly came from the side. Qin Yuesheng turned his head and saw an old monk walking slowly towards him.
This person has a kind face and looks like a high-level monk.
"The donor has come with bad intentions, but he is not afraid of leaving his life here."
Qin Yuesheng's eyes flashed, and he quickly took out the fox spirit's heart and placed it in front of his eyes. He saw that there was actually a shadow of a bull's head on the monk's head.
"You are also a stranger." Qin Yuesheng drew his sword in an instant and chose to strike first.
A blade several feet long slashed straight out, slashing towards the old monk's head.
"Moo! Moo!"
The old monk let out a roar, and a string of visible orange-yellow sound waves gushed out of his mouth, forming a gust of air that forcibly curbed Qin Yuesheng's forward momentum.
Click, click, click, click!
In order to stabilize his body and avoid being blown away, Qin Yuesheng dug his legs into the bluestone slabs on the ground like steel spikes, and actually stepped out two big holes.
But the sound waves from the old monk's mouth were like the continuous flow of the river, with the back force overwhelming the front force, making it difficult for Qin Yuesheng to completely stabilize his body.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in Qin Yuesheng's mind, and he opened his mouth and let out a soul-shaking roar.
"roar!!!"
The Roaring Lord of Heaven appeared, and the sound waves of his soul-shaking roar instantly collided with the sound waves of the old monk. Although the opponent's roar was very strong, Qin Yuesheng's side was not much weaker.
Boom boom boom!
Where the two sound waves intersected, the ground cracked and collapsed, and a large amount of gravel was crushed into powder by the sound waves.
If someone were in this situation, you can imagine how miserable the outcome would be.
"Huh?" The corpse cow was surprised.
For example, corpse snakes can spray poisonous mist, and corpse eagles can see other people's footprints. These are innate talents.
And his sound waves are his talent.
Just like the human race has martial arts, mental methods and other means, the strength of the ghost race is instinctive talent.
This was the first time in all these years that he encountered an opponent like Qin Yuesheng who could compete with him in terms of sonic power.
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