Heavenly Dragon Temple of Dali!
Puff! Puff! Puff! Instantly, everyone present spat out blood and their bodies involuntarily flew backward. Duan Yanqing and Ye Erniang were the closest to him. A huge sound wave exploded, and they were knocked to the ground with a bang. Then, an invisible internal force fluctuation spread out fiercely with Shang Yin as the center. Wherever it went, sand and stones flew, and the ground cracked inch by inch!
The flesh on Duan Yanqing's chest was torn apart, and his entire chest was a bloody mess. He struggled to stand up from the ground and could no longer endure it. He spat out a mouthful of blood. Ye Erniang's entire left arm was almost shattered, and the broken arm bone pierced through her shoulder. She had already fainted.
Duan Zhengming and the other two were slightly injured and could still help themselves up. However, the powerlessness of their internal strength being sucked away made their steps unsteady.
"Duan Zhengming! Sooner or later, the throne of Dali will be the rightful heir of my Duan clan. Just you wait, we'll meet again in the future!”Duan Yanqing suddenly went forward and grabbed Ye Erniang. He threatened Duan Zhengming and the others and wanted to leave.
He couldn't stay here for long. If he stayed here and waited for Duan Zhengming and the others to recover, he and Ye Erniang would definitely die. As he spoke, he grabbed Ye Erniang and disappeared into the night, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"Duan Yanqing!" Duan Zhengchun still did not want Duan Yanqing to leave. Letting the tiger return to the mountain would bring endless trouble.
"Second brother! Don't pursue a desperate enemy!" Duan Zhengming stopped Duan Zhengchun. Right now, their injuries were the most important. Duan Yanqing had become a true cripple, and at least two-thirds of his inner energy had been absorbed. However, if Duan Yanqing was desperate, it would be difficult for them to deal with him.
At this moment, everyone looked in Shang Yin's direction. They saw that Shang Yin had already spat out blood and fell to the ground with a plop. His body was actually emitting a huge internal strength fluctuation, and his entire body's skin was enveloped in an invisible barrier.
"Shang Lang!" Mu Wanqing almost cried as she immediately ran over and pounced on Shang Yin, but she was suddenly bounced off by a huge force and fell to the ground with a bang.
"What happened?" Mu Wanqing exclaimed. At this moment, Duan Zheng Ming walked over. He saw Shang Yin's face changing between green and red. The blood vessels on his body bulged, and a formless internal strength continuously emitted from his skin.
"Niece, you can't touch him now! " He has absorbed the five of us's internal strength for decades. Now, his body can't absorb and transform it. The internal strength of decades can't enter or leave his body. He's like a powder keg now. His life would definitely be in danger if he waited for too long!”Duan Zheng Ming's eyes were vicious as he saw through Shang Yin's situation with a single glance.
Shang Yin was unable to convert everyone's internal energy because he had used the Northern Dark Divine Technique to forcefully plunder it. He could only store it in his body. If he did not use the second half of the Northern Dark Divine Technique to slowly dissolve the internal energy, something would definitely happen.
"If we want to save him now, we have to use the five great holy monks of Heavenly Dragon Temple to slowly neutralize him with the power of the Yi Yang Finger!”Duan Zhengchun made a prompt decision.
"Then let's go! Hurry up and leave!" Mu Wanqing said anxiously. Right now, her entire heart was on Shang Yin. If anything happened to Shang Yin, she would not want to live anymore.
Duan Zhengchun frowned as he looked at Mu Wanqing. A grown woman couldn't be kept.
Duan Zhengming and the others didn't even have time to reorganize themselves. They immediately called back Ba Tianshi and the others who were patrolling the Myriad Tribulation Valley and went straight to Dali Heavenly Dragon Temple.
The Dali Heavenly Dragon Temple was located outside the Dali Imperial Palace. It took a day and a night to travel from Wuliang Mountain. Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling's thoughts were completely focused on Shang Yin. They did not care about their grudges with Duan Zheng Chun as they hurried through the night.
Shang Yin seemed to have had a very long dream. In his dream, Shaolin Temple was facing a great disaster. The major sects of the martial arts world were besieging Shaoshi Mountain, and he seemed to have transformed into a furious Vajra, holding a staff and cutting through the thorns! He fought against the martial artists at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain alone until the entire world was dyed red and corpses littered the ground!
An indescribable feeling of suffocation filled his chest. Shang Yin felt as if his body was constantly being torn apart. Every part of his body was in extreme pain, and his skin seemed to be cracking. He was still fighting in the dream, but the Shaolin monks could no longer hold on. All the martial artists swarmed forward and charged toward the ancient Shaolin temple!
"No, I can't! No!" Suddenly, Shang Yin opened his eyes. In an instant, his blood-red eyeballs were exposed to the air. This nightmare was too real. He was almost covered in cold sweat! Immediately after, he felt that his body could not move. It was as if his entire body was filled with countless chaotic internal energy that filled his eight extraordinary meridians. With a single pull, his entire body would be in extreme pain wherever the internal energy passed by!
At this moment, Shang Yin saw his situation. He saw that he was in a hall surrounded by Sanskrit sounds. There were actually five old monks around him who were using pure internal strength to help him channel the rampaging internal strength in his body! From the looks of it, they were using the Yi Yang Finger!
"Don't move! Your internal strength has already started to go berserk.”At this moment, the old monk sitting cross-legged in front of Shang Yin suddenly spoke.
"What? What's going on?" Shang Yin gritted his teeth and said. Just this sentence made Shang Yin feel as if he was about to vomit blood. He didn't know that his internal energy had almost gone berserk and his meridians had almost shattered. At this moment, the people guiding his internal energy were the five holy monks of Heavenly Dragon Temple!
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