"Hahaha, you bald donkeys speak in a high-sounding manner, but you just want revenge, but you have to flaunt a compassionate and annoying face......"

The blue-robed man laughed a few times, but there was no smile.

The laughter subsided, and a bit of chill was added to the indifference: "There are only two people in this world who can call my name, what do you have to do with the old immortal who laughs at Sanxiao?" ”

"Well, you're a dying person, what if it has nothing to do with it?"

His eyelids drooped, as if he was talking to himself, and he didn't look at Chen Yi at all.

"Ding!"

A golden sound sounded suddenly.

Everyone around them heard a very harsh grinding sound passing by.

It was a sound they were all too familiar with, the sound of a sharp object like a sword cutting through something extremely hard.

But at this moment, this voice came from the handsome monk.

As soon as the sound sounded, they saw that the monk's neck suddenly sputtered a cloud of electric light out of thin air.

The indifferent eyes of the blue-robed man flashed imperceptibly.

"Heart Sword Technique?"

Chen Yi touched his neck indifferently: "I've always been very strange, my Shaolin Temple has a thousand-year-old heritage, no matter how down, I won't be bullied by a disgraceful person like you. ”

The heart sword, with the mind into a sword, hurts people invisibly without a trace.

I heard the old monk Zhan Yin say, don't look at the person in front of you who seems to be indifferent and ruthless, high up, in layman's terms, it is forced to be high.

In fact, it's a complete old yin.

When he first went to Shaolin Temple, he used this method to surprise and kill several monks, which was able to hit Shaolin hard.

Thinking about it in hindsight, those who took the opportunity to attack Shaolin later may not be able to get rid of this old yin.

"Xiao Aoshi, you also deserve this name? Not to mention that compared with Xiaosanxiao, your big brother is countless times stronger than you! ”

As soon as the last voice fell, everyone saw that the monk's eyes suddenly ignited with red flames, which spread and exploded in an instant.

The flames were blazing and rising into the sky.

The red light is rippling, and the warmth is striking.

In the midst of the flames, an image dozens of feet high faintly appeared.

Although people don't feel the heat of the fire, the people around them are still frightened and retreating.

Such martial arts, such might, how have they ever seen it?

Not to mention seeing it with your own eyes and hearing it with your own ears, you have never thought of it.

This is not a mortal means.

To them, they are no different from gods.

When everyone retreated, Chen Yi had already transformed into thousands of hands and arms behind him, and thousands of wheels were turning between his fingers.

"I can't imagine that a lost dog who can only survive can still produce a character like you, but you Shaolin really think that after practicing a little mastery, you can turn the tables?"

The blue-robed man's expression was still indifferent.

Everyone suddenly noticed that a breeze rose from the ground, pointed around them, and suddenly turned into a gust of wind that rolled upside down, making it difficult for people to stand.

As far as the eye can see, fallen leaves, grass, trees, earth and rocks all rise from the ground, swept by the wind, whirling and flying.

And the blue-robed man is like a whirlpool center, the center of heaven and earth, and everything gathers at his feet.

Even the clouds in the sky were spinning, pouring like a huge funnel into the blue-robed man.

The blue-robed man was already slowly floating in the air at this time.

Countless earth, stones, plants and trees swirled and flew under his feet, as if faintly converging into a dragon-shaped, spreading their teeth and claws between the clouds and smoke pouring down.

Stepping on the cloud dragon, the god is majestic, like a celestial.

They......

It's really not human!

This is the only thought of the Eight Factions Alliance and those Jianghu masters at the moment.

Thinking that their gang of people wanted to rob the Shaolin Temple with such an existence before, they couldn't help but feel chills and cold sweat all over their bodies.

There are cowardly people who have already pulled out their legs and ran.

When immortals fight, it is always mortals who suffer.

With this kind of posture, they don't need to be targeted, and they can kill them by bumping lightly!

"Bells and whistles."

Chen Yi looked up at the god-like blue-robed man, his expression remained unchanged, but the flames on his body were beating endlessly.

"Chunzhen, break the waves, bring everyone back to Shaolin, if you don't want to die, leave here."

"Hypocrisy."

The blue-robed man replied lightly.

"Ahh

"Ahh

Screams suddenly came and went.

There was a sudden confusion in the crowd.

Because many people suddenly and inexplicably become fragmented.

"Run!"

I don't know who shouted, and the masters of all parties who had gathered here in a fierce manner finally scattered and fled for their lives.

Some smart ones, following those Shaolin monks, want to escape to the Shaolin Temple on Shaolin Mountain together.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The blue-robed man seemed to want to respond to Chen Yi's "false benevolence and false righteousness" with murder, and some people kept becoming fragmented.

Chen Yi has already moved.

The statue of Guanyin with a thousand hands behind him has been condensed like a substance, and a thousand hands and thousands of arms move in unison.

Countless flame treasure wheels spin in the air.

Bursts of thunder sounded out of thin air.

The roar continued to explode around the blue-robed man.

The confrontation between the two has already begun.

At their level, they are no longer like ordinary people, punching and kicking, beating you back and forth.

People who are not at the same level can't see how the space between them attacks and parries at all.

It's just that within a radius of several miles around them, they are full of terrifying invisible energy, not to mention flesh and blood, even if it is a thousand catties of boulders, they will collapse when they touch it.

However, in just a few breaths, at the foot of the Shaomuro Mountain, which was originally lush with vegetation and quiet scenery, even the ground was flattened by several feet, turning into a bare pit.

Not to mention the surviving Eight Factions Alliance, they accidentally saw this scene during the escape, and they were almost scared.

Even the top masters on the mountain who have been peeking here are also apprehensive.

But it's strange to say.

With the power of the two fighting, even a mountain can't help but be destroyed.

But every time that terrifying power approached Mt. Shaomuro, it would disappear like a mud cow entering the sea.

It seems that there is an invisible force that is protecting the entire Shaolin Mountain, and it is impossible to damage a single grass and tree in it, let alone the Shaolin Room on the mountain.

"Hahahaha, little bald donkey, useless ......"

"At your young age, this kind of martial arts is indeed earth-shattering, and throughout the ages, there are not a few characters like you, which is enough to be proud."

"But how?"

"Since you know the name of Wandao Senluo, you should know its might, your heart has already entered my Wandao Senluo, no matter how you change, every move is in the palm of my hand."

"Ten years ago, Zhan Guo's old bald donkey entered the realm of heaven and man with the skill of sacrificing himself, how powerful? I can't break it, and I'm consumed to death, how can you beat me? ”

The void was already covered with countless red flame treasure wheels, shrouded in clouds and smoke, and the blue-robed man stepped on the cloud dragon transformed by all things, flying up and down and hovering in it.

The sound of laughter was heard all the time.

"Just by you, you are also worthy of being compared with Uncle Zhan Guo?"

"It's just stealing what you Lao Tzu created to show off your might, living for hundreds of years, no growth at all, only daring to hide in a dark corner, a mouse who can't see the light, what kind of face do you have to dare to say big things!"

"Megalomaniacal boy! Let yourself eat the consequences today! ”

A cold light flickered in the blue-robed man's eyes.

Everything in the heavens and the earth that was pulled up by his power, including the cloud dragon under his feet, suddenly all rose into crimson flames.

It is the same as the flame on Chen Yi's body.

Transform all things in the world for your own use, including the martial arts in the world, all of which can be transformed into it.

This is the real Wan Dao Sen Luo!

In this short period of time, he actually turned Chen Yi's Six Divine Techniques into his own use!

Countless red flames converged, and the cloud dragon under his feet had turned into a hundred fierce fire dragons.

Behind him, a statue with angry eyebrows and green fangs, like a demon-like appearance, controlled the fire dragon, condescendingly, roaring, the sky was shocked, and swooped down towards Chen Yi.

Chen Yi's figure suddenly appeared in the clouds.

"Give up struggling? Too late! Hahaha! ”

In the overwhelming blood flames, the laughter of the blue-robed man became wilder.

Chen Yi's eyes were waveless, and in the darkness, the color of glass gradually appeared.

There is a trace of flame rising,

From crimson to golden,

The sound of drums seemed to come from the sky, like thunder roaring in the sky,

With the thunder flashing, the golden flame jumping, and the treasure wheel spinning,

It seems that the heavens and the earth are shaking for it,

Behind him, Vajra, Arhat, Buddha, Bodhisattva, and Guanyin appeared one by one.

Thousands of hands and thousands of arms are shaking, and the treasure wheel is spinning endlessly,

After the five gods, it is as it comes!

From nowhere, and from nowhere,

Come by the truth, live in the world and be honored,

Looking at the five gods and becoming one, it is the final formula of the six gods,

Come and live!