Everyone was afraid of the sound of reciting Buddhist scriptures because of Qin Lin, but they didn't know that Qin Lin was actually resisting the Buddha's light.

Seeing this, the sweeping monk was full of doubts in his heart, and looked at the sky with Qin Lin's gaze, but he couldn't see anything, and said secretly: "This evil beast seems to be resisting something, could it be that there is something in the air?"

Although the sweeping monk has cultivated to the real realm, he is a mortal after all, and he can't see the light of the Buddha, so he guessed: "Could it be the manifestation of the Buddha?!"

"Damn!"

Qin Lin glanced at the Buddha light in the air viciously, and he was a little panicked in his heart, and said secretly: "With this thing, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of this Shaolin Temple today!"

At this time, the sweeping monk waved his palm again, surrounded by true qi in his palm, and his strength was endless.

"Bang!"

Because of the suppression of the Buddha's light, Qin Lin couldn't move at all, and the palm of the sweeping monk slammed into Qin Lin's body.

"Bell!"

Although Qin Lin's corpse qi was completely lost, and he was suppressed by the Buddha's light and couldn't move, he was stiff after all, and his body's ability to resist blows was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Under the blow, the sweeping monk saw that it had no effect on Qin Lin, and exclaimed: "King Kong is not bad for divine skills?!"

Qin Lin sneered and didn't answer, don't look at him, he seems to have easily resisted the attack of the sweeping monk, but the corpse on his chest has already shown signs of collapse, if he is allowed to attack the sweeping monk, he is afraid that his body will explode, and when the time comes, he will not be able to repair it without corpse qi;

Now, if we want to get out of danger as soon as possible, we must defeat that Buddha light. So Qin Lin didn't care about sweeping the monks, but resisted the Buddha's light with all his might, dominated the world's sword intent, and broke the sword intent of ten thousand laws, and the two were completely released, attracting the vitality of heaven and earth, and holding on to the Buddha's light.

Seeing that Qin Lin regarded him, a True Human Realm martial artist, as air, the sweeping monk naturally said angrily: "Okay, Lao Wei wants you to take a look at the power of the True Human Realm peak martial artist today!"

The right palm is placed horizontally in front of the chest, the true qi is surging wildly in the meridians, along the connection of the acupuncture points, condensed on the palm, the sweeping monk himself is even more red, because of the scattering of the true qi around the body, the air is blown away, and the unusually majestic true qi, like a tide, continues to surge out of its body.

"Mighty King Kong Palm!"

Qin Lin has seen the seventy-two stunts, and naturally knows that what this sweeping monk is now performing is Shaolin's unique stunt - the powerful King Kong palm.

The strong King Kong palm is brave and strong, if it is really hit by this palm, I am afraid that the body will be directly exploded by the palm power, Qin Lin is secretly anxious: "How should this be?"

However, the damage of the Buddha's light to Qin Lin was really severe, if he didn't resist, Qin Lin's soul might be destroyed.

"Huh!"

The sweeping monk had already slapped his palm, but before his palm arrived, the terrifying aura had already hit him. Qin Lin scolded anxiously: "Hey, Corpse Dan, you have eaten so much fucking things, can you help a little now?"

The current Qin Lin can be said to be in a hurry to go to the doctor.

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Now Qin Lin is at this time in his heart, and he desperately wants to scold!

Just when Qin Lin saw that the sweeping monk's palm was about to hit his chest, but he couldn't make the slightest counterattack, and his heart was very angry, he didn't notice that the corpse pill in his dantian moved.

"I hope I can carry it with this invulnerable body, right?"

Qin Lin closed his eyes, because he really didn't want to see his body being smashed to pieces.

Looking at Qin Lin's appearance, the sweeping monk secretly rejoiced in his heart: "Today, the old man can get rid of this demon for the world!"

"Bang!"

The sweeping monk's powerful vajra palm slapped Qin Lin's body fiercely, but what neither Qin Lin nor the sweeping monk expected was that Qin Lin's body was not shattered.

The sweeping monk looked at the black mist-like thing that slowly rose around Qin Lin in surprise, and blurted out: "What is this?"

Qin Lin was overjoyed and said, "My corpse qi is back!"

This black mist is Qin Lin's body protection corpse qi!

It turned out that in Qin Lin's dantian at this time, the corpse pill was actually constantly releasing corpse qi outward. Qin Lin's body had corpse qi again, although it was thin, but it was enough to automatically run the exercises and exert his magical powers.

"Reborn with a severed limb!"

The empty sleeves of Qin Lin's left arm began to squirm, and after a while, a new and powerful arm was born, and even the small crack on his chest was repaired by the way.

The sweeping monk looked at this miraculous scene, and his heart was terrified: "Is this still something that can be dealt with by manpower?"

Qin Lin felt the infinite power in his body that he had regained, stretched his body, looked at the monks who were still chattering in the distance, and then looked at the Buddha light in the air, and then pinched out a Dharma decision in his hand, and said in his mouth: "Taiyin Pole Dao, Yin Wind has no bliss!

Suddenly, the wind was blowing and the sky was overwhelming.

"This ......"

"What is this ......?"

Everyone in Shaolin Temple was frightened by Qin Lin's methods, and the Buddha beads in their hands turned faster and faster, and they silently recited in their hearts: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south......" And although Qin Lin can't dispel the Buddha light in the air, but now Qin Lin, who has corpse qi to protect his body, can't help him with this Buddha light.

Today, Qin Lin was naturally unhappy in his heart when he was cleaned up by these monks in Shaolin Temple, so he shouted: "Today I will wash Shaolin in blood!"

Qin Lin spread his hands, the vast murderous aura descended like substance, and a smell of blood was generated out of thin air, "Self-created knife technique - blood stained rivers and mountains", suddenly the sky and the earth changed color, and the wind continued.

The eyes of the sweeping monk also shrank, and the true qi ran wildly, he knew that there was no other opponent in the Shaolin Temple who was Qin Lin's opponent, if he didn't stop it, he was afraid that the Shaolin Temple would be bleeding into a river, and there would be a danger of destroying the temple.

And the heads of the Shaolin halls of several grandmaster realms are all struggling to make a move, each performing their own stunts, but with their martial arts inferior to Qin Lin too much, just a face, they were injured by Qin Lin's sword intent, spit out a mouthful of blood arrows, and sat on the ground, unable to move, while the other Shaolin disciples were pressed by Qin Lin's momentum, let alone counterattack, and couldn't even stand up.

Only the sweeping monk and Qin Lin have the strength to fight.

It's a pity that Qin Lin now has corpse qi, and his strength has increased greatly, plus Qin Lin's sword intent can attract the vitality of heaven and earth, and the sweeping monk has no chance of winning at all.

"Poof!"

The knife intent invaded the consciousness, the corpse qi devoured the blood qi, the sweeping monk's body was overwhelmed, and he directly spewed out a large mouthful of blood, his body became shaky, and his breath gradually withered.

Qin Lin looked at the sweeping monk and said with a smile: "Master, didn't you still say that you want to subdue demons and subdue demons? ”

The sweeping monk used his true qi to resist with all his might, his face became pale, and he didn't even have the strength to speak at this time.

Qin Lin looked at the sweeping monk who was still resisting, sneered, slapped out with one palm, and the overwhelming murderous aura gushed out wildly.

The sweeping monk closed his eyes gloomily, quietly waiting for the coming of death, he has lived for hundreds of years, he has no regrets, and now he has done his best to the Shaolin Temple, do his best, and listen to the destiny of heaven.

Just when Qin Lin's palm was about to end the life of the sweeping monk, a voice that seemed to be produced by this heaven and earth sounded: "Little friend, you have to spare people and spare people." ”

With just this sound, Qin Lin's palm power was dispersed, and Qin Lin was inexplicably surprised in his heart, there was still someone in this world who could break his attack so easily?

Just when Qin Lin spread out his divine sense and sensed where the divine was, suddenly someone grabbed his shoulder, and his body was lifted, and Qin Lin was about to resist, but he found that he couldn't move at all.

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"Master?!"