Chapter 57: Killing Shaolin, where is the holy monk?

咚咚咚!
Strong and powerful heartbeat sounded constantly.
I saw Su Qin sitting quietly cross-legged, his eyes closed slightly, within a few hundred meters of his body, the air began to faintly distorted, and a surging and far-reaching force continued to converge.
"call!"
At this moment, Su Qin took a sharp breath, and suddenly the entire back mountain forbidden area, endless heaven and earth vitality poured in, turned into a huge funnel-like phantom, which was quickly absorbed by him.
Time passed slowly.
Earth-shaking changes have also taken place in Su Qin's body.
Under the three elements of physical body, divine mind, and internal force, Su Qin's internal organs, every piece of blood, every blood vessel, began to change rapidly.
If it is said that the great master of the first rank has begun to transcend the sacred, then the'Arhat' fruit status is completely above all beings.
Every "Arhat" or martial arts myth has surpassed ordinary humans in essence.
"Rohan Fruit Position..."
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Su Qin slowly opened his eyes.
His pupils were pitch black and deep, as vast as the starry sky of the universe.
Su Qin stood up and looked at his hands.
At this moment, his physical body has completely crossed to another level, and he can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth spontaneously, without the need for external food to supplement energy.
Really achieve the immortality of the breath-eater.
In addition, Su Qin felt that as long as he had a single thought, he could control the vitality of the heaven and the earth for a few miles nearby, and his gestures were like the power of the heaven and the earth.
Regardless of the "Arhat" status or the martial arts myth, the most powerful method is the power of heaven and earth.
For the First-Rank Grand Master, even if it is the first-Rank Great Perfection that has been transformed three times, he will still be afraid of the crowded tactics.
Of course, no one of the best products is so stupid, taking the initiative to jump into the encirclement of a million army.
But the fruit position of'Arhat' is different.
At this level of existence, unless the strong of the same level, even if it is besieged by many people, there is nothing to fear.
"Ten days have passed?"
Su Qin felt for a while and knew how long it had been since his breakthrough.
Originally, Su Qin thought that it would only take one night to break through, but he didn't expect it to take so long.
"It's time to go out."
Su Qin's aura quickly converged? Within a moment, there would be no difference from before breaking through.
After reaching the realm of'Arhat'? Su Qin's control of the physical body has reached an unprecedented level.
quickly.
Su Qin left the Houshan Forbidden Land and appeared on a green trail not far from the Handyman Yard.
"what?"
Su Qin found that there was something wrong with the atmosphere of the Shaolin Temple at this time.
The faces of the Shaolin Temple disciples who came and went were panicked, as if they were facing some crisis.
"How to do how to do?"
"The magic door has hit the door, can the abbot be able to stop it?"
"It doesn't matter whether it can be blocked or not? I, Shaolin Temple, as the righteous master? How can I be afraid of the magic door?"
The two Shaolin Temple disciples hurriedly said a few words, and then rushed towards the Daxiong Hall.
"The magic door?"
Su Qin frowned? Spiritual thoughts spread in all directions like water waves.
After stepping into the realm of'Arhat', Su Qin's spiritual thoughts soared dozens of times? Once it could only cover the whole body by tens of meters, now it has covered hundreds of thousands of meters.
After a while.
Su Qin sighed lightly, and walked in the direction of the Daxiong Hall.
It didn't take long.
As soon as Su Qin arrived at the Daxiong Hall? He was stopped by Zhenzhi, a patrolling monk.
"True View? Why haven't I seen you these days?"
Zhenzhi just asked casually? His eyes were fixed on the court.
At this moment? Outside the Daxiong Hall, everyone in the Demon Sect confronted each other with the disciples of Shaolin Temple.
"Bald donkeys? If you are acquainted? Obediently surrender to my magic door? Maybe you can spare your life."
A man with a gloomy face sneered.
"Remnants of the Demon Sect!!!" The head of the monk courtyard was hot-tempered? Angrily shouted on the spot.
The heads of the other courtyards all looked solemn? All their eyes fell on a man wearing a black robe.
The black robe man has a deep breath, just standing there? It makes people breathless.
"Nanwu Amitabha, why do you have to keep pressing the devil?"
Huiwen put his hands together and looked at the black robe man.
"Humph!"
A hint of sarcasm flashed across the face of the black robe demon master: "Old Wien, the bald donkey? Give you two choices, one is to surrender? The other is to destroy the door!"
The black robe demon's voice is not loud, but it resounds in the ears of every Shaolin Temple disciple.
Suddenly.
Many Shaolin disciples flushed with anger.
"Namo Amitabha......"
Abbot Huiwen took a gentle step and stood in front of everyone.
As a master of martial arts in the world, Shaolin Temple has been handed down for thousands of years. How can it be surrendered to the demon?
"In this case, the poor monk will come to teach the demon master your supreme martial arts!"
Abbot Huiwen said this.
The expressions of the other heads changed.
There have long been rumors in the arena of martial arts, that the demon master has already taken that step and become a great master of the highest rank.
Although Abbot Huiwen is also a first-class, if he fights with a superb first-class, the result can be imagined.
Although Shaolin Temple said that it has the heritage left by the Arhats of the past dynasties, the time has passed, and the foundation is mostly incomplete. It is no problem to deal with ordinary first-class products, but it is whimsical to be as superb as the devil.
"Abbot, no."
"Yes, you can't fall into the trap of the magic door..."
The heads of the hospital said eagerly.
"If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"
Abbot Huiwen shook his head slightly.
Today the strongest person in Shaolin Temple is Abbot Huiwen. If he does not stand up, who can stand up?
Although there is still a mysterious ancestor of the holy monk in Shaolin Temple, until now, that ancestor of the holy monk has not appeared, maybe there is some concern.
At this time, even if Abbot Huiwen knew that he was not the opponent of the devil, he could only bite the bullet.
"It's like an ant."
The demon master sneered, raised his right hand, and took photos at will.
In an instant, the horrible devilish energy boiled, and fell towards Abbot Huiwen.
Pouch.
Abbot Huiwen stepped back three steps, and the last blood spurted out.
The abbot of Shaolin Temple, a grand master of the dignified rank, did not even take a move from the demon master.
"Abbot."
"Abbot, are you all right."
"The remnants of the magic door, I will fight with you."
Countless disciples of Shaolin Temple were in distress, and several heads of the courtyard supported the abbot for the first time.
"It's okay, I just got hurt..."
Abbot Huiwen said with a trembling face as pale as paper.
The demon master's move just now should be to keep his hand, otherwise, even if he could survive, he would be seriously injured and dying, and it would be impossible to stand still.
"The Shaolin Temple is over..."
The heads of the hospitals who saw this scene were extremely cold.
Just now, there was still a glimmer of hope in their hearts, thinking that the demon lord might not have taken that step like the rumors of the rivers and lakes.
In this way, Shaolin Temple might still hope to repel the magic door.
But now it seems...
Even the Abbot Huiwen, who was a first-rank master, couldn't stop the opponent's move. The Demon Lord's strength was far beyond what Shaolin Temple could deal with.
In this situation, what does Shaolin Temple do to block the magic door?
"Is it possible that Shaolin Temple has been passed down for thousands of years, and will it be broken at this moment?"
The head of the hospital trembled in heart and looked desperate.
After defeating Abbot Huiwen with one move, the Black Robe Demon Lord did not pay attention to him at all.
For him, even a top-ranking grandmaster like Tiantai Sect Tianlian would kill him if he said to kill him, let alone a novice monk like Abbot Huiwen?
I saw the black robe demon master slowly taking nine steps, raising his head to look at the majestic Hall of Great Heroes, and shouting violently:
"An unknown holy monk!"
"I know you are in Shaolin Temple!"
The sound waves of the black robe demon master roared through the entire Shaolin Temple. Many Shaolin Temple disciples only felt their ears buzzing, and their spirits appeared for a moment in a trance.
"You killed my Demon Sect disciple and almost destroyed my Demon Sect inheritance!"
"How can I ignore such great enmity? Now, the life and death of your Shaolin Temple is in my mind. If you don't come out again, I will personally slaughter every disciple of Shaolin Temple!"
After the black robe demon master finished speaking, he stopped speaking, and stared at every place in Shaolin Temple.
For the black robe demon lord, from beginning to end, the target was the unknown holy monk of Shaolin Temple.
As for the other disciples, even a class like Abbot Huiwen has never taken it to heart.
"Holy monk ancestor..."
Abbot Huiwen's heart trembled, and he didn't know whether the ancestor of the holy monk should come out?
With the power of the devil at this moment, will the ancestors of the holy monk be the opponent?
In case the ancestors of the sacred monks are not opponents, I am afraid that today Shaolin Temple will be completely cut off.
"Holy monk ancestor..."
Many Shaolin Temple disciples had a glimmer of hope in their eyes, as if a drowning man grasped the last straw.
however.
time flies.
The unknown holy monk in the mouth of the black robe demon master did not appear.
"Hahahaha."
"What kind of holy monk, under the power of the demon lord, I'm afraid he would have escaped long ago..."
Disdainful smiles appeared on the faces of the magic door disciples.
"Really scared?"
The Black Robe Demon Lord looked disappointed.
He walked out of West Desert to find the unknown holy monk in Shaolin Temple, fight with him, and then break through under the pressure of life and death.
But now it seems that it is obviously not possible.
"The Shaolin Temple is no longer necessary."
The devil shook his head slightly, his tone lonely.
Just when the demon master was preparing to order the slaughter of Shaolin Temple disciples.
suddenly.
A calm voice sounded.
"You want me to get revenge?"
next moment.
Under the incredible eyes of everyone.
A young monk wearing a gray monk robe slowly walked out of the crowd.