……

"Monk, I just picked up a life, why don't you know how to cherish it? Do you really want me to beat you to death before you are willing? …… In this world, there are no more than two people like you who have practiced martial arts to this level. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info killed, it's really a pity! ”

"Amitabha!" The dustless treasure, which was already full of wrinkles and age spots, was solemn, and took a step forward without giving in.

"Since the donor wants the life of the poor monk, the poor monk will accept the third trick of the donor. I just hope that the donor can keep his promise after the old monk catches your third move, and leave without hurting the innocent monks of Shaolin Temple. ”

"Hmph~! Since you toast and don't eat and drink, don't blame me for being spicy! ”

"However, monk, don't worry. Because you can't take this third trick, I won't do anything to this group of little bald heads. I don't care about the lives of ants. …… Unfortunately, I don't think you can see this moment anymore.

Because you will definitely die this time! ”

This time, the masked man will not show mercy because of the surrounding buildings or monks, and he will be eight points of strength as soon as he gets started. The gravitational vortex brewing in his hand became faster and faster, but the layers of gravitational ripples gradually took shape because of this gravitational vortex, and they were restrained between his palms.

As he spread his hand, a small black ball slightly smaller than the size of a ping-pong ball appeared in the air.

"Ground explosion ......," the cold voice under the mask said, word by word.

In the black color of the ball, there was not a sound at first. It wasn't until the volume gradually expanded to a little larger than a ping-pong ball that it made a squeaky cutting sound like a "spiral pill".

The air surrounding it formed a large collapse vortex due to the constant acceleration movement. The intense air friction caused molecular compression, and even the perception raised the temperature of the surrounding air by forty or fifty degrees, thus forming a thin shell like plasma.

The plasma air burned wildly in the encirclement of the Shaolin Temple monks like a small sun. Until the masked man threw the small black ball towards the ground where the dustless monk was standing.

“…… Skystar! ”

Father~~~~! The plasma air pellet suddenly shrinks into a particle that cannot be seen with the naked eye and disappears into the air. The torn wind pressure and scorching heat also disappeared and dissipated at this moment.

The whole scene was silent in an instant!

The monks of Shaolin Temple looked at each other, and they all felt stunned by the ending of the thunder and rain. …… It's as if this seemingly awesome skill is just a "stink bomb" that pulls the strings but doesn't sound.

But the next moment, as if sensing that something terrifying was about to be born, the dustless old monk suddenly opened his eyes wide, and shouted loudly to the monks who wanted to surround him:

"Stop, stop! Run, run as fast as you can!! ”

It's a pity that the dustless reminder is still a little late......

The monk within a hundred meters, except for the dustless at the highest kilometer, was instantly pulled by a powerful suction force towards the place where the black ball disappeared.

Bang bang bang ~~! It's like the sound of dozens of hot water bottles being crushed in an instant. The blood mist was confused, and the red light flickered in the center. In situ, a tiny black-red particle was formed.

As soon as it was formed, it was like a gluttonous in ancient mythology opened its mouth, sucking everything with mass in its surroundings.

The stone slabs and mud on the ground, the roof tiles of the surrounding houses, and the tower-shaped stone piers used for decoration...... Under the action of this suction, it is easily sucked into the small particles in the center like a feather.

In just a few breaths, the sesame-sized particles instantly expanded to a diameter of one or two meters...... 10 meters, 20 meters...... of the horrible sphere and suspended in the air.

"Drink~!"

The roots of the veins on his forehead burst out, and he pressed his feet towards the floor below, and suddenly he stabbed his feet deep into the ground as if he were stepping into a swamp, reaching his knees.

But although he was nailed to the earth, there was a high-level protective body like the Golden Bell Jar and the Yi Jin Sutra to cover his body. As more and more ground was lifted on the ground, he also couldn't get rid of the layer of dirt that was attached to the ground and pulled into it.

Countless bricks and tiles directly shattered, flew out, turned into countless stones, debris and scattered out, and then a large number of stones, earth...... Under the action of the strong gravitational lines, they all squeezed inward. The texture is as hard as a thick sheet of metal.

Boom~~, under the terrifying force of inward compression, this suspended huge sphere made a low sound like the pulse of the earth from time to time. It was as if there was an invisible giant god who was constantly pinching it with his supreme divine power. Let it be reduced in size in circles!

However, more earth and rocks were sucked up from the ground one after another because of the lack of protection from the upper layer of soil, so that the volume of this terrifying sphere continued to grow rapidly......

Under this power that is enough to make ordinary people collapse in despair, who dares to approach it?

Especially the young monks who were not far away because of their curiosity just now, at this time, they also said that they had abandoned their beliefs and feelings for the Shaolin Temple, screaming and spreading out into the distance, wishing that they would have a few more legs!

Some monks who were sent in to learn martial arts by the surrounding gentry and the children of the government were even more wonderful, and they pushed the teachers and elders who were in front of them unexpectedly to the ground without any restraint. And with a pair of his big feet, he stepped on them mercilessly.

Several Luohan Hall elders couldn't stand this kind of betrayal, and because they were ashamed of the unbearable disciple who sat down, they directly rolled their eyes and fainted in anger.

Fortunately, these sad old monks were discovered by those Shaolin disciples who were still "loyal", dragged their legs and arms, and forcibly pulled them away. However, it is precisely because of the light skills, body skills, and steps of these monks that under the rapid dragging, the intimate contact between the heads of these heads, the elders' heads and the ground is indispensable.

……

Slowly, when the volume of the sphere expanded to fifty meters in diameter, the suction force of the inward traction finally seemed to reach its limit.

The remnants of the force still tore at the air, causing the violent movement of the air molecules to bring up a super hurricane comparable to that of the sixteenth level or higher, rolling the sky above the sphere into a dark blue, like an invisible hand erasing the entire sky. …… Only then did it dissipate under the weakness of the internal traction.

The sphere with a diameter of 50 meters left in the final field shook slightly in the air twice, and then fell to the ground with a bang because the gravitational line collapsed and became the normal gravitational field line of the earth.

Boom~~~! Another circle of earth waves swept away the Shaolin Temple, which had already destroyed a third of the front yard, covering the faces of the Shaolin monks who had been stocked with a thick layer of dirt and dust.

But their eyes were still glazed, and they looked at the "marbles" with a diameter of 50 meters in the "crater" on the ground like walking corpses, and did not say a word. There are even some incontinent and urinary monks, or monks who cry inexplicably sit numbly on the ground, and they don't know what they are doing. …… It's as if their faith has collapsed!

But there are still one or two warrior monks who are obsessed with martial arts and are obsessed with practicing kung fu, although they are standing in the numb crowd, they secretly clench their fists in their hearts. Because from this moment on, they firmly believe in a belief in their hearts - martial arts can pass through the gods!!

However, the monks, who were both mentally and physically, did not notice it at this time: the mysterious masked man who caused this terrifying scene was missing.

Perhaps, even if they found out, they wouldn't care, right? …… This terrifying and mysterious master is simply a person from two worlds with them!

Moreover, the other party is strong-willed, and the decision they make is not something they can change by reciting a few scriptures and arguing a few layers of reasoning. If the other party wants to kill the Shaolin Temple quickly, he is helpless.

Since there is nothing to be done, let's break the jar and break it! …… This is the thought of the vast majority of monks in the field.

……

"Amitabha, I don't want my Shaolin Temple to be closed for more than 40 years, and still suffer from this catastrophe. It seems that it is really providential!

It's ridiculous that the old man has said before that he wants to force this person to stay. Now that I think about it, I really feel chilling~!! …… If my Shaolin Temple is destroyed today, no matter how conscientious I used to plan for Shaolin, I will not be speechless to face those ancestors after I sit down. ”

The abbot of Shaolin Temple, "Fuhu Arhat" Xuanci, sighed. He stood beside the terrifying crater on the ground that had been kicked up dozens of meters deep. Looking at the thing in the center that can already be called a spherical "hill", I was speechless for a long time.

In fact, what distressed him the most was that the Shaolin monk whose cultivation was equally unfathomable and had never been seen before.

Xuan Ci had no doubt that this Shaolin monk was dead!

Because no matter who it is, it is impossible for them to be able to withstand it after being pressed into such a terrifying "hill", and even if they can carry it, no one can live long without breathing, drinking or eating.

You know, if there is a "five unique" level in Shaolin Temple, or even a master at the level of Wang Chongyang, how much impact will it have on Shaolin's status in the rivers and lakes?

It can be said that it is not an exaggeration to be able to make Shaolin turn over immediately. But...... This Shaolin monk, in order to protect Shaolin, found that the other party had been killed when he just knew about the existence of the other party.

This kind of blow is even more painful than sticking a knife in his heart.

……

But things in this world are often a book without surprises, or no coincidence without books!

Just when Xuan Ci looked at the boulder with a painful face, the huge boulder standing firmly in the field trembled lightly in Xuan Ci's sad gaze......

Xuan Ci rubbed his eyes in disbelief, grabbed a little monk next to him who was in charge of taking care of his daily life, pointed to the boulder below and asked eagerly: "Xuzhu, do you see if the stone below moved just now?" ”

This little monk with the name of Xuzhu uh-huh, uh-huh, ah~ I can't answer for a long time. Actually, I didn't notice if the stone had moved. But at this critical time when the Shaolin Temple was robbed, you can't let the abbot and his old man down, right?

The little monk grabbed a thick layer of dust on his head, and stopped talking several times, all because his mouth was so stupid that he couldn't even make up a decent lie.

However, Xuan Ci didn't need this little monk to answer him at all.

The reason why he asked was just because of the lack of confidence in his heart.

After paying close attention to the giant stone again, Xuan Ci finally determined that the stone was indeed shaking!

If it weren't for the fact that his skill had already reached the peak of the day after tomorrow, and he was even half a step away from being able to advance to the innate level, he would not have been able to detect such a subtle tremor at all.

This tremor indicates that there is a powerful force affecting this incalculable weight of the boulder.

At the moment when that mysterious masked youth disappears, who else can affect this boulder? There is only one answer - the previous Shaolin monk!

……

In fact, Xuan Ci's guess was not wrong. This dustless trapped in the boulder is indeed not dead. …… Because his exercises have broken through~!

The four great divine skills of Dharma that he cultivated, Yi Jin Jing finally had an epiphany between life and death, and finally broke through from the innate extreme black-level Futu War Paint to the level of Infernal War Paint. And the golden bell jar is also under this unprecedented pressure, and it has achieved the twelfth level that only the founder of Bodhidharma can practice!

His innate top-level martial arts, naturally, because of this breakthrough in the martial arts, jumped into a realm that no one in the martial arts had ever reached for hundreds of years-the Imperial Realm! …… That is, a half-step expert.

However, the effectiveness of the four great divine skills of Bodhidharma in defense is too strong! As a result, the tortoise shell practiced by Wuchen, a master who majored in the four major divine skills, is an existence that even a real expert feels extremely tricky.

Tong Zi Gong, I Ching plus physical defense and strength output value, marrow washing through addition resistance, the twelve-layer golden bell jar is the core exercise of real metamorphosis! …… According to legend, the Yijin Sutra created by Bodhidharma after middle age is a low-difficulty version modified from the golden bell jar.

Thinking that in the past, Bodhidharma crossed to the Central Plains, and it was with the help of the twelve-layer golden bell jar that he allowed the masters of various sects and factions at that time to punch and kick, slash and slash, burn and flood, sleep and not eat for 500 days, and even eat and pierce the intestinal poison, but he was still safe and sound, and his spirit was brilliant, which caused a sensation in the world's martial arts.

It can be seen that Bodhidharma's study of life-saving kung fu has been drilled to death!

Compared to Bodhidharma, what is it to be dustless trapped in a big stone?

That day, Zhu Guo's yoga technique was not able to stuff his body into a small bottle or small box and bury it in the ground. After a month, will it still be alive if it is dug out again? …… There is no reason why the martial arts of Bodhidharma, a martial arts wizard, will be less effective than this yoga technique!

……

Xuan Ci didn't know the secret, but he knew that it was important to save people. Regardless of the image, he dragged off the big red robe on his body, knocked the Zen staff the ruins of the Shaolin Temple, and shouted at the top of his voice:

"Quick, call someone. Tell someone to chisel this boulder for me! No...... Explode! Fast~!! ”

…… At this time, at the foot of Shaomu Mountain, there was a figure that kept teleporting into the distance and left in a hurry suddenly stopped on the official road.

This person is dressed in a loose magic robe similar to this era, but it is by no means the same, and he has a mask on his head, which is the masked man Li Chenxi who turned the world upside down in the Shaolin Temple.

He glanced back at the direction of Shaomu Mountain, and said very speechlessly:

"I truly believe in your wickedness! Wuchen, an old bald donkey, was actually beaten by me into the 'invincible in the world' in this martial arts world! With this kind of exaggerated defense, I may not be able to kill him with all my might. It seems that the agreement of the three moves seems to be a pit for myself.

I can encounter such a small probability of breaking through the battle. How smelly luck is this? ”