Long Tao came all the way to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, only to see that the windows were broken and the scriptures were scattered, but there was no one in the figure, not only did there be no Xiao father and son and Murong father and son, but even the sweeping old monk was no longer there.

It seems that the plot of the sweeping monk still happened, Long Tao passed through the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and continued to run towards the mountain.

He used Ling Bo to step slightly, the speed was extremely fast, and it didn't take long to run, and he saw several figures in front of him.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu were running hard one after the other, and in front of them was a tall old monk in an old robe, carrying Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, floating along the mountain road like a paper kite, I couldn't see how hard he was, but Xiao Feng and Murong Fu couldn't catch up with him.

Long Tao looked at the old monk's footwork, without a trace, it was natural, obviously higher than the light skills of the martial artists in the rivers and lakes.

This old monk should have already entered the innate realm, Long Tao's heart was hot, after his great achievements, he was invincible in the world, and now he can finally have an opponent to let him do his best!

Long Tao exerted his strength on the soles of his feet, crossed Xiao Feng and Murong Fu in the blink of an eye, and when he was three zhang away from the sweeping monk, he jumped high, hit out with a palm volley, and shouted in his mouth: "Leave Uncle Xiao!" ”

The sweeping monk heard the wind coming, knew that the martial arts of the person who came was very high, and after a pause, he shrugged his shoulders and took a hard slap from Long Tao, and his body took advantage of the situation to rush forward.

Long Tao felt that when his palm power touched the distance of three feet outside the sweeping monk's body, it was hindered by a soft and tough qi wall, and when it really fell on the old monk, there were less than thirty percent left, and he secretly admired in his heart, even if he couldn't do it so far.

The sweeping monk took advantage of the strength to move forward, his feet did not stop, and he continued to walk towards the barren mountains, turning east and west into a mountain forest.

Long Tao followed, and after entering the forest, Ling Bo's slight step advantage was immediately apparent, and he finally stopped in front of the old monk, and punched out again.

This fist Long Tao exerted all his strength, without a trace of wind, it seemed to be slow, but it easily passed through the qi wall around the old monk's body, and attacked him in the blink of an eye.

The sweeping monk's face changed greatly, he put down Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, closed his hands inward, and sandwiched them on the way to Long Tao's fist.

The two internal forces intersected, and with a bang, Long Tao and the sweeping monk took three steps back at the same time.

The sweeping monk said: "This little benefactor, what a handsome kung fu!" Seeing that Long Tao was about to attack again, he took a step back and said: "Amitabha, don't worry, wait for the old monk to save the two first." After speaking, he pointed to Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo on the ground.

Long Tao stopped attacking, secretly happy in his heart, the move just now at least showed that he had a hard fight in the face of the sweeping monk.

The sweeper led them to a clearing in the woods, and seated them cross-legged, while he himself sat behind them, his palms resting on their backs.

At this time, Xiao Feng and Murong Fu finally arrived one after another, and when they saw the strange behavior of the sweeping monk, they each wondered.

Long Tao said: "Big brother, this master said that he wanted to save the two of them. ”

As soon as the words fell, Long Tao's expression changed.

Xiao Feng asked, "Second brother, what's wrong?" ”

"Oh, it's nothing, Shaolin Monk, it's really unfathomable!"

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu continued to pay attention to the sweeping monk, but Long Tao quietly stepped aside and looked down at his hands.

He has an extra pair of gloves on his hands, white line vinyl, and a golden dragon pattern on the vinyl on the palm of his hand, which is the pair of dragon gloves!

"System! What's going on? Long Tao asked in his heart.

"Congratulations to the host, just now, you have the power of life and death in this world, and you have been recognized by the source, and the system is now going to absorb the power of the source."

The power of life and death?

Is it because he was tied with the sweeping monk just now?

That's right, the sweeping monk should be the strongest person in the Tianlong world, even he can't help himself, doesn't he have the power to kill the people in this world?

Strands of mysterious energy converged on Long Tao's left hand, and when he looked down, a small circle of light appeared at the base of the thumb of the glove in his left hand, and a small blue vortex in the aperture was spinning rapidly, and the mysterious energy was sucked in by the vortex.

"Wait!" Long Tao asked in his heart: "Didn't you say that if the counterattack is successful, I will be able to control the world?" Why are you absorbing energy? ”

"Yes, you can control it, but you have to control it through me, otherwise, do you know how to deal with these origin powers?"

Long Tao was stunned, he really didn't know how to deal with the power of the origin, he didn't even know what the hell this origin was!

"Okay." Long Tao sighed helplessly, feeling a little more wary of this mysterious system in his heart, always feeling that he knew too little about it, too little about it.

"It will take a while to absorb and control the origin, and during this time, the host can continue to stay in this world without any restrictions."

The black and white dragon glove suddenly disappeared from his hand, but Long Tao could still faintly feel that the mysterious energy was constantly converging towards his left hand.

At this time, the sweeping monk had already rescued the two of them, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo stood up hand in hand, kneeling in front of the sweeping monk, Wang Baxiong, the sea of blood and hatred, smiled.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu also knelt down together, watching their respective fathers become monks.

Long Tao said: "The grievances of the eldest brother have disappeared, but the grudge between me and Murong Fu has not yet been understood, Murong Fu, come forward and die!" Although he is open-minded and free-spirited, it does not mean that he can be bullied by others, not to mention that Long Tao also promised Duan Yu to avenge Duan Zhengchun.

When Murong Fu heard this, he changed color and got up and hid behind the sweeping monk and Murong Bo.

The sweeping monk said: "Amitabha, when is the time for retribution, the grudges of these two old donors can be put down, and what is there for the little donors not to see?" ”

Long Tao said: "If I see it, it will be difficult for the person who died at his hands to look away." ”

The sweeping monk said: "Buddhism is good, it's always bad to kill casually, even if this Murong Gongzi is at fault, can't the little donor open the net and give him a way to reform himself?" ”

Long Tao said with a smile: "The master is merciful and respectful, but it's a pity that the kid is just a layman, greedy for red dust, reluctant to let go of this world of flowers, can't let go of that grievance and hatred, today this Murong Fu, I have to kill!" ”

After speaking, Long Tao's left leg was slightly bent, and his right palm was rolled out in a circle, which was a move to regret the dragon!

This palm gathers more than 200 years of power from Long Tao's whole body, and its power is amazing.

The sweeping monk saw that it was powerful, pushed Murong Fu aside, and struck out with both palms, ready to intercept Long Tao's palm power, Murong Bo also changed his face greatly, and pointed out a finger from the side, but he didn't know that the two of them blocked the air, and Long Tao's amazing palm was gone.

With a muffled bang, Murong Fu on the side was like being hit by a 10,000-pound boulder, his body flew upside down ten zhang away, the blood in his mouth spurted all the way, and his tendons were broken and fractured on the spot, and he couldn't die anymore.

Long Tao used the power of Bai Hong's palm to cooperate with the eighteen palms of the dragon, and in front of the two masters, he killed Murong Fu with one move!

The sweeping monk sighed: "Amitabha Buddha ......" but did not say anything to Long Tao.

Murong Bo looked at each other angrily, and Long Tao smiled and said, "Old Mr. Murong, you have just become a monk, do you have to pick up the great suffering of the 'Resentment Society' again?" This master said that you can let go of Wang Tu's hegemony and see through the red dust, this little grudge, I think you can easily see through it, right? ”

Murong Bo trembled with anger, but he couldn't do anything, Long Tao's martial arts were so high that no one present could help him.

"In the future, I will live in the Vulture Palace, if you want to take revenge, come to the Ethereal Peak to find me."

Long Tao left a sentence and drifted down the mountain.