Chapter 703 Taking Action (Part 1)

At this moment, on the street outside the bitter tea house, a large group of monks came at some point. This group of monks, probably no less than a hundred people, all dressed in black, with the white tower logo painted on their collars.

However, only the leading monk was special, not only wearing a gray robe, but also riding on a BMW. This made him feel like a crane standing out from the crowd, and showed his outstanding identity and status.

When Huan Yin looked at the gray-robed monk calmly, he found that he was a middle-aged man, and the words of punishing the magic crystal just now were obviously from his mouth.

What Huan Yin could find more was that the gray-robed monk who appeared at some point had a domineering expression on his face, as if his words were final on the outer island of Huangquan Island. And those monks who were watching the excitement here immediately stopped talking after the gray-robed monk appeared, even the whispers gradually weakened, and their eyes looking at him were full of awe.

The Gray Robe Monk was extremely famous on the outer islands of Huangquan Island. Almost everyone knew him. This was not only because of his identity as the vice president of the White Tower Society, but also because of his strong cultivation in the middle stage of life nirvana.

Apart from the White Tower Immortal, the management of the entire Huangquan Island was almost decided by this Gray Robe Monk. And because the White Tower Immortal was obsessed with cultivation and often in seclusion, in fact, for many monks in the market, they were more in awe of the Gray Robe Monk who would appear in the market from time to time and occasionally show thundering means.

At this moment, with the appearance of the Gray Robe Monk, everyone looked at the owner of the Bitter Tea Shop and Huan Yin again with pity. They all felt that Huan Yin and the owner of the Bitter Tea Shop were unlucky today. They happened to meet the vice president of the church when they were arguing with the White Tower Society. They all thought that Huan Yin and the proprietress had to pay the fine today, and they would probably not be able to gain a foothold on the outer island of Huangquan Island in the future.

The onlookers thought so, and the proprietress of the bitter tea shop naturally thought so too. She had collapsed on the ground at this moment, her eyes were dull, and she no longer had the aggressive look before? She just kept muttering: "One hundred thousand magic crystals... one hundred thousand..."

One hundred thousand magic crystals, even if it is the current high-priced bitter tea, it will have to be exchanged for a thousand bowls. She simply can't afford this kind of fine. It's not easy for a single woman to gain a foothold on Huangquan Island. It's hard to get to this point today, but today's fine can make her spit out all her years of business income in an instant. What's the difference between this and asking for her life?

Outside the bitter tea shop, a large group of black-robed monks stood quietly, murderous. The gray-robed monk, after speaking two words, did not speak again. He just stared coldly at everything in the teahouse, waiting for the two ignorant monks to surrender.

The gray-robed monk knew very well that he should not speak too much, because if he spoke too much, he would lose his status. The feeling he wanted was that he could decide everything with just one word. Therefore, the second sentence was unnecessary.

However, he was very happy to see that such fools as Huan Yin and the proprietress of the bitter teahouse dared to go against the will of his organization. In this way, he could take the opportunity to collect a high fine, and the task handed over by the White Pagoda Immortal could be completed faster.

At the moment when the proprietress of the bitter teahouse collapsed, the leader of the black-robed monks standing in the teahouse suddenly lost the pressure. And when he saw the vice president outside the teahouse, he was overjoyed.

He didn't expect that he would hit the jackpot today. When collecting management fees, he happened to meet the vice president on patrol. In this way, he could not only vent his anger, but also take the opportunity to show off in front of the vice president.

After shaking all over, the black monk leader quickly put on a ferocious look on his face, like a dog that had just been beaten and suddenly found its master standing behind it.

Then, he laughed twice and said to Huan Yin and the proprietress: "If you don't accept the toast, you will be punished. If you want to mess around in our territory, you are simply looking for death! Did you hear what our vice president said just now?"

Then, he stared at the proprietress who was lying on the ground and said: "Stinky bitch, you are shameless. Now your fine is 100,000, not a penny less!"

After saying this, the black monk leader ignored Huan Yin first, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the proprietress who was already lying at Huan Yin's feet. Looking at his appearance, it is obvious that he still has lustful intentions, so now he wants to take advantage of the proprietress again. As for Huan Yin, he had never taken him seriously from the beginning to the end. Now, relying on the presence of the vice president, he was sure that Huan Yin would not dare to move at all.

However, just when the black-clothed leader was about to touch the collar of the boss's shirt with a lewd smile, a strange cry suddenly came out of his mouth. At this moment, the boss's wife suddenly felt an irresistible scorching heat coming from the front, which made her crawl back subconsciously in panic and came behind Huan Yin.

In the eyes of all the onlookers, including the vice president of the White Tower Church, the black-clothed leader's whole body suddenly burst into blood-red flames. However, the flame only appeared for a moment and then suddenly dissipated. But at the moment the flame dissipated, the original black-clothed monk also turned into a pile of ashes and scattered in the bitter tea shop.

Silence, at this moment, there was a moment of complete silence on the street where Kucha House was located. This kind of silence has a much more obvious effect than when the vice-president of the White Tower Society appeared before. Because at this moment, not even a single person made a sound, they all stared at what had just happened in the Kucha House with their eyes wide open, as if they had seen a ghost.

In less than half a breath, a monk in the Tianchong realm was inexplicably turned into ashes. This was really strange. Including the vice-president, no one could understand who had done it and how it happened. Even in their spiritual perception, they didn't even catch the fluctuations in spiritual power.

At this moment, the proprietress of Kucha House was also dumbfounded. She was the closest to the monk who turned into ashes just now, so she felt the terrifying heat for a moment. But she didn't expect that the burst of high temperature just now could have such a shocking effect.

From beginning to end, Huan Yin sat at the table with an indifferent expression, as if he was an outsider. But at this time, Xue Buping screamed excitedly in Huan Yin's mind: "It's so cool! Damn, this breath feels so good. I need to cleanse each and every one of these bastards." !”

The one who took action just now was naturally Huan Yin. However, with his current level of cultivation, it is simply too easy to destroy a Celestial Celestial Demonic Cultivator. There is no need to do anything at all, just a thought.

He had thought about it before, and wanted to go to the White Pagoda Immortal in a direct way to ask for news about the enemy of the King of Hell. And this direct method is to be unceremonious, crushing with strength, and demanding answers. In this way, this arrogant White Pagoda Immortal can also be taught a lesson.

However, in fact, Huan Yin is not a person who likes to show off, so although he chose the direct method before, at least he has not thought about openly slapping the White Pagoda Immortal in the face. But everything changed with the appearance of the vice president of the church. Now Huan Yin not only wants to use a direct method, but also plans to use a flamboyant method to crush the White Tower Church, so that they will always remember in their hearts that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.

On the entire street, the one who reacted fastest was the vice president of the church with the highest cultivation level. Although he didn't understand it at that moment, he guessed the key to the problem, so his eyes suddenly widened, he pointed at Huan Yin in the tea house and said, "It's you!"

Huan Yin didn't comment, he just picked up the bitter tea leisurely and took a sip without even looking at the vice president.

However, the moment he drank tea, the black-clothed believers still standing in the entire Kucha House suddenly burst into flames and screamed like the black-clothed leader before. However, the screaming stopped abruptly after a moment, and after the screaming, except for Huan Yin and the proprietress, there was no one else in the entire bitter tea house, only piles of black ashes.

This scene was too weird and terrifying for the monks present. And now they all want to understand that the death of the White Tower congregation is probably inseparable from the seemingly harmless monk in white in the teahouse. As a result, many people began to look at Huan Yin with a hint of fear.

But this time, the vice president felt extremely bad. Because his consciousness had been firmly locked on Huan Yin just now, but when his followers were burned to death, he still did not feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power. In his eyes, Huan Yin was even like a mortal. generally.

What does such a phenomenon mean? The vice president already has a guess in his mind that makes him feel scared. The moment Huan Yin put down the tea bowl, he said a cold word that made him feel like he was in an ice cellar: "It's been a long time since I killed a demon cultivator."