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"Amitabha! The donor's reaction is (quite tǐng) fast!" As soon as the black-robed man appeared, he folded his hands and spoke.

The voice was cold and piercing, revealing a chill (yin yīn).

"Are you a Buddha cultivator?" Qin Yun heard this Buddha horn, and his face suddenly showed a look of surprise.

There is a group of people in the immortal world of Rotten Keshan, they do not cultivate immortals, but they cultivate Buddha, claiming to be Amitabha Buddha's sitting disciples.

Their hierarchy is also different from that of immortal cultivators, divided into: Little Arhat (True Immortal), Great Arhat (Xuan Xian), Bodhisattva (Luo Xian), Buddha (Immortal King), Buddha (Immortal Emperor), Shizun (Supreme).

However, this group of monks and Buddhas generally practice the method of bitter meditation, and unless the fairy world encounters any major calamities, they will rarely get out of the Rotten Ke Mountain.

"You're not a monk of the Buddha of Rotten Keshan. Qin Yun immediately concluded that those who cultivated the Buddha (身shēn) would have the golden light of the Buddha on them, and they would never have such a strong (yin yīn) dark aura on the person in front of him.

"It seems that the donor knows a lot about Buddhism, and he actually knows about Rankeshan. The black-robed man said with a sneer.

A large slender hand stretched out from the black robe, and took off the hat on the top of his head, revealing a round head.

This person has a long face, a young appearance, sunken eyes, eyebrows like swords, a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth, and nine ring scars on the top of his smooth head, but it is scarlet, very eye-catching.

There was also a string of Buddha beads hanging around his neck, which were as red as blood and exuded a strong evil aura.

Qin Yun's brows furrowed, the Buddhist monk in front of him gave him a very strange feeling, both the dress and the aura were very different from the Buddhist monk in his impression.

"Hey, it's actually killing a monk!"

At this moment, the soft voice of the Ancient Dao Master sounded in Qin Yun's ears.

"Master, what is killing a monk?" Qin Yun immediately asked puzzled.

"Killing monks is a branch separated from Buddhism, Rotten Keshan Buddhism represents good, and this killing monk faction represents evil, they make a living by killing, absorb the grievances of the killed people and continue to grow themselves, it can be said that it is an extremely evil group of people, but the killing monk faction has almost died out under the encirclement and suppression of many forces as early as 100,000 years ago, and I didn't expect it to appear again. Gu Dao Master opened his mouth to explain.

Qin Yun nodded suddenly, he didn't expect that Buddhism, which has always taken goodness as the practice criterion, still has such an evil side, which also confirms the saying that things must be reversed.

"Amitabha, donor, hand over the fruit of the law, the poor monk can spare you from dying, otherwise don't blame the poor monk for overspending you. The black-robed monk looked at Qin Yun and said coldly, with a faint evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Isn't your Buddhism not practicing the way of the laws of heaven and earth, but practicing the power of faith? Even if you kill a monk, you are absorbing the power of resentment. Qin Yun asked in a cold voice.

"You still know how to kill monks, it seems that you know a lot. The black-robed monk's sword eyebrows instantly became fierce.

"That's right, killing a monk really doesn't require the power of the law, but what if it's a dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism?" a wicked sneer appeared at the corner of the black-robed monk's mouth, and murderous intent loomed in his eyes.

Qin Yun's brows furrowed again.

Buddhism and Taoism double cultivation, this black-robed monk has great ambitions.

"Amitabha, it seems that he doesn't plan to hand it over by himself, so the poor monk has to take it himself. The black-robed monk said, and after speaking, a blood-red glow appeared above his hand, and a powerful aura surged out from it.

"Great Arhat Late Period!" a trace of solemnity flashed on Qin Yun's face.

The killing monk in front of him is actually a late stage cultivator of the Great Arhat, which is equivalent to the late stage of Xuan Xian, and coupled with his methods, it may be very difficult to deal with him.

"Luohan Fist!" The black-robed monk shouted, only to see his (body shēn) form instantly cross a distance of dozens of zhang, and appeared directly in front of Qin Yun, his fist slamming towards Qin Yun.

The fist was covered in a blood-red glow, surging with heart-palpitating fluctuations.

"The flying dragon is in the sky. ”

Qin Yun shouted, and the energy on his body surged out, and a golden dragon-shaped phantom instantly poured out from his fist.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided, and there was a shocking bang.

The black-robed monk was shocked back three steps in the void, but Qin Yun was shocked back a distance of a hundred zhang before he could unload the strength of his fist.

"Amitabha, the donor's strength is good, how about taking me again?" the black-robed monk sneered at the corner of his mouth.

After speaking, the black-robed monk folded his hands again and began to chant in a low voice.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, Sanskrit music was sung, and Buddhist mantras appeared around the black-robed monk.

These Buddhist mantras are not golden, but blood-red, emitting a strong evil aura, and a huge phantasm of the Buddha appears behind him.

Qin Yun's eyes suddenly became solemn, he could feel how terrifying the aura contained in the black-robed monk was at this moment, that is, he had a feeling of palpitations.

"No, this monk is too powerful, you have to go all out. A trace of coldness flashed in Qin Yun's eyes, and a terrifying black thunder surged out from his body again.

The black thunder aperture was born again on his arm.

"Buddha moves mountains and rivers!"

The black-robed monk shouted loudly, stretched out a palm, and suddenly a blood-red giant palm appeared in the sky, almost covering a radius of thousands of meters, and pressed towards Qin Yun fiercely.

There was a strong oppressive force on the palm of his hand, and Qin Yun suddenly felt a majestic mountain pressing down on him.

"Raging Three Punches!"

Qin Yun roared up to the sky, and the whole person blasted directly towards the giant hand in the sky with an incomparably violent aura.

"Boom!"

Qin Yun's fist and the bloody palm in the sky slammed together, letting out an extreme roar.

However, it was a pity that Qin Yun only lasted for five seconds, and the thunder power on his fist shattered under this bloody palm, and then Qin Yun's entire person was slapped in the dust by this bloody palm.

"Boom!" TQR1

The ground collapsed violently, and the ground was directly photographed into a huge pit of palm prints, which was thousands of meters long and more than three meters deep.

Qin Yun was lying in the giant pit, spitting out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

This palm almost cost him half his life, if it weren't for his "Xuanhuang God and Demon Decision" reaching the peak of the Immortal Realm, I'm afraid this palm would have to make him spend a lot of energy.

"Amitabha, it seems that the donor is very resistant, so how about eating my palm again. The black-robed monk in the distance said something in his mouth, and suddenly a strong sense of oppression surged in the sky again, and a huge bloody hand condensed out again.

"Damn, are you still here?" Qin Yun's eyes flashed with anger.

A dragon roar sounded in his body, and he planned to use the dragon god to destroy the world and fight with this stinky monk.

"Hmph, dare to kill a monk so blatantly, looking for death!"

However, at this moment, there was a loud shout from the sky, containing endless power, and then the bloody palms in the sky were shattered under this loud shout.