Qin Lin listened to the sound of chanting one after another, and suddenly had a headache and his head swelled, as if his head was about to explode. Qin Lin hurriedly looked at the source of the voice, and it turned out that everyone from Shaolin Temple had already arrived.

Among them, the Shaolin abbot Lifan, the Dharma Academy, the Discipline Academy, and the first Luohan Hall were all present, and hundreds of warrior monks followed, and behind them were many monks reciting Buddhist scriptures.

At this time, the high-level officials of Shaolin Temple looked at the old monk in a miscellaneous monk's robe and actually fought with Qin Lin, and wondered in their hearts: "Who is this old monk, he has such skills, could it be the previous generation of senior monks?"

And Qin Lin was also very puzzled at this time, and said secretly: "How can the people of this Shaolin Temple know that the Buddhist scriptures can restrain me?"

Because of the intrusion of Buddhism's Sanskrit sound, Qin Lin's sword intent instantly weakened a lot.

Although the sweeping monk wondered why Qin Lin's momentum had decreased so much and his sword intent had collapsed, as a master at the peak of the real realm, how could he let go of such a good opportunity, he hurriedly took a step forward and slapped several palms, and the strength in his palms was like the waves of the sea, endless, devastating.

"King Kong subdued the demon!"

The sweeping monk's skills were already extremely strong, and Qin Lin listened to the chanting, his soul was like being pricked by a needle, his sword intent was scattered, and his natural power was greatly reduced.

"Self-created knife skills - blood-stained rivers and mountains, broken!"

With a loud bang, Qin Lin was hit by the palm of the sweeping monk, and burst out, knocking down several towering trees and raising huge dust.

The sweeping monk breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't know why Qin Lin had already secured the top just now, but the sword intent suddenly dispersed, but it was a blessing to be able to defeat such a terrifying person as Qin Lin. With the sword intent released by Qin Lin just now, the sweeping monk was sure that Qin Lin was definitely not a good type.

Seeing that the sweeping monk defeated Qin Lin, the presiding officer of the Shaolin Temple, the elder also walked to the sweeping monk, the gentleman folded his hands, recited the Buddha's name, and then respectfully asked: "Which generation of senior monks are the predecessors?"

The sweeping monk hurriedly stopped the monks from saluting, and said lightly: "I am just an ordinary sweeping monk in the Shaolin Temple, how can I accept your great gifts." ”

At this time, Fang Zheng said excitedly: "The master is too humble, to be able to defeat such a monster, there is no second person in the world!"

"Monster?!" The sweeping monk couldn't help but wonder, although Qin Lin was very weird, but he was a good "person", how could a Buddhist disciple say that others were monsters?

Fang Zheng exclaimed, "Isn't Master Fei still unaware that this person is a zombie?"

The sweeping monk was already shocked: "Zombie!"

Fang Zheng told everything that happened to Qin Lin and Huang Sheng on the school field that day. It turned out that there was a fierce battle that day, and Fang Zheng did not leave with everyone, but lurked in the shadows, taking in the whole process.

While listening to this, the sweeping monk was even more shocked in his heart: "Zombies really exist in folk rumors?"

"Could it be just now?"

Fang Zheng said: "Yes, when I waited for that Qin Lin to attack, I knew that the zombies were powerful and invincible, so I guessed that the zombies might be afraid of the Sanskrit sound of my Buddhism, so I brought all the disciples to subdue the demons." ”

Buddhism Sanskrit Yin is already restrained from yin things, Qin Lin, as a zombie, is also killed by Ke, if it weren't for Qin Lin's corpse has the attribute of resisting 20% of Buddhist damage, I'm afraid that Qin Lin will really be "influenced" by Sanskrit.

"Bang!"

"Hey, aren't you happy too soon?"

There was a loud bang, and the sweeping monks and all the Shaolin Temple people looked at each other.

I saw Qin Lin flying a fist and hammer against the trunk of the tree on his body, climbed up, and stepped out slowly, the blood-colored knife intent attracted the vitality of heaven and earth, like a wind roll, dancing wildly around his body.

The sweeping monk was shocked and said: "I was hit in the palm, but I was not injured at all!" At this time, the sweeping monk was already more convinced that Qin Lin was a zombie. Even if a real human realm martial artist received his palm, he would be half-crippled if he didn't die, unless Qin Lin was a zombie, it was no wonder that there was no vitality in his body before, but his momentum was like a rainbow, and only Qin Lin was a zombie could explain it.

"Amitabha, the donor is actually a zombie, no wonder the evil qi on the body is so heavy, in order to protect the safety of the world, today's old monk can only open the killing ring, subduing the demon and subduing the demon. ”

Although the sweeping monk doubted that Qin Lin was a zombie, he was actually like an ordinary person, not at all like the description in folklore, and he also killed Huang Shang and kept his luck, although he didn't know whether Qin Lin was good or bad, but if he was not of my race, his heart would be different, and whatever he said today, he must not let him leave.

Qin Lin was shocked, shook off all the dust, and then looked at the sweeping monks and the monks of Shaolin Temple, and said coldly: "Just a few of you are afraid that you won't be able to stop me!"

"Demon, you dare to be so bold in my Buddhist temple, today we must get rid of you for the world. ”

"Shaolin disciples, subduing demons and subduing demons, Arhat stick array!"

The first seat of the Luohan Hall shouted.

The monks of the Luohan Hall were naturally prepared for a long time, the monks stood in rows and horizontally, and there was a monk standing on the shoulders of the two monks, neat and tidy, and felt very calm.

The Arhat array is the first big array of the Shaolin faction, and it is also the first big array in the world today, consisting of one hundred and eight monks, all of whom are the most outstanding disciples in the Shaolin Temple.

"The light of the Buddha is beginning to appear, and ten thousand sticks are subduing demons!"

I saw that the monk on the first layer bent the eyebrow stick in his hand and shot towards Qin Lin, the stick concealed internal strength, although one or two are not afraid, but thousands of roots, it is invincible, invincible in the world.

If it was an ordinary martial artist, before it started, they would have lost psychologically, but unfortunately their opponent was Qin Lin, such an attack was simply tickling.

Qin Lin's eyes flashed, the sword qi was in all directions, and the hundreds of arhat sticks didn't touch Qin Lin at all, they were cut into powder by the sword qi. The monks were startled and hurriedly changed their formations, but it was a pity that Qin Lin's speed was not something that they Shaolin disciples could see clearly.

"Expect the enemy to attack the enemy's flaws first!"

As soon as Qin Lin's sword finger came out, the incomparably powerful sword qi ran through all directions, how could these Shaolin disciples be blocked, they would inevitably be strangled by Qin Lin's sword qi.

And the sweeping monk has long known that it is okay to deal with ordinary people with the Shaolin Arhat Array, but Qin Lin's strength may still be above the real human realm, and when they step forward, they will simply be sent to death. Seeing that all the Shaolin elites might lose their lives at the hands of Qin Lin, so he was lucky for a big week, and hurriedly struck out with a palm, shouting: "Buddhism is pure, don't make up and kill!"

The sweeping monk's palm directly condensed a big handprint and hit Qin Lin's head fiercely. Ordinary people are attacked on the head, so they naturally retreat and defend themselves, but Qin Lin is not a "person"!

Qin Lin's figure moved, grabbed the two monks and threw them at the handprint, the sweeping monk's face changed, and he hurriedly withdrew his palm.

"Snort!" At the moment when the sweeping monk withdrew his palm, Qin Lin's sword qi exploded directly in the Arhat array. All the monks were shocked out by the energy emitted by the sword qi, but some people were directly cut off their arms or thighs by the sword qi, and even directly separated by the sword qi, and the blood spread in the air.

"Evil beast!"

At this time, the sweeping monk shouted, his eyes widened angrily, and the beard on the side of his mouth trembled, even if he had been cultivating his temperament for hundreds of years, but today Qin Lin was killing in vain in Buddhism, and he was still killed by his Shaolin people, how could he not be angry.

The sweeping monk slammed on the ground with one foot, and a deep crack immediately appeared on the ground, and a terrifying true qi fluctuation spread through the space. Then the sweeping monk rose up and slapped Qin Lin in the face with all his might.

Qin Lin had already made preparations and greeted him with a palm.

"Bang!"

With a touch of his palms, the terrifying true qi spread out, and the houses and trees in the Shaolin Temple were all destroyed, and the Shaolin monks also knew that this was not something they could intervene in, so they had to retreat far away.

Qin Lin's terrifying physical strength was no weaker than the internal strength of the sweeping monk, the peak martial artist of the real realm. But the next moment, Qin Lin hurriedly withdrew his palm, and his body retreated quickly. It turned out that because Qin Lin's left arm had not yet recovered, the sweeping monk had already seen this weakness of Qin Lin, so he put out his palms together and attacked Qin Lin's upper and lower three roads respectively.

"Broken!"

Qin Lin knew that he would be defeated if he retreated for a long time, so he pointed out, the sweeping monk's heart tightened, this Qin Lin seemed to be a very casual finger, but pointed at the flaw in his attack, if he didn't withdraw his palm, it was bound to lose both, the sweeping monk knew Qin Lin's weirdness, and hurriedly withdrew his palm, and his heart was even more afraid.

But Qin Lin smiled in his heart, his finger just now condensed the essence of Dugu Jiujian - attacking the enemy to defend himself, if the sweeping monk did not withdraw his palm, this finger would inevitably kill him, and Qin Lin himself had a greater chance of winning because of his invulnerable body of zombies.

The sweeping monk looked at Qin Lin and thought in his heart: "This evil beast is powerful, and it is not a good kind, if you want to take him down today, I am afraid it will take some means." ”

Qin Lin was also on fire at this time, if his corpse qi was still there, it would be easy to defeat this sweeping monk, but now that his corpse qi was gone, although he could use his sword intent and sword intent to attract the vitality of heaven and earth, he could not fully exert his strength after all.

Qin Lin was not interested in spending any more time with the sweeping monks, and just when Qin Lin decided to use his sword skills again - blood-stained rivers and mountains, and one move to determine the victory, the Shaolin disciples in the distance actually recited the Buddhist scriptures again:

"Revealing the truth, revealing the truth, revealing the truth, revealing the truth, revealing the truth, Bodhisattva Bha. ”

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. The relics are not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is empty, the emptiness is the color, and the same is true for the thought and action. The relics are the empty phase of all the laws, which are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, nor increased nor decreased. Therefore, there is no color in the air, no thoughts, no knowledge, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, sound, fragrance, touch, no vision, and even no consciousness. ......”

Moreover, these Shaolin Temple monks actually moved several Buddha statues such as Sakyamuni and Fudo Ming King Bodhisattva, accompanied by the sound of Sanskrit, the faint Buddha light shrouded in the sky of Shaolin Temple was actually much stronger.

Suddenly, Qin Lin felt like he was pressed against a mountain in his body, and he couldn't breathe, (in fact, he didn't need to breathe) The bones in his whole body seemed to be crushed. Qin Lin gritted his teeth and released all the battle intent formed by the fusion of his sword intent and sword intent to resist the suppression of him by the Buddha Light.