Zhao Feng, the back of the Rotten Ke Temple, looked at the iron chain in front of him, his eyes were extremely cold, no matter how he attacked, he couldn't break through the chain and step further. At this time, there were already some scars and blood stains on Zhao Feng's white shirt, and some places had been damaged, and Zhao Feng's face was extremely pale, and the gap between a small realm in the fifth realm was like heaven and earth.

The afterglow of the sunset spread over the land, and the temperature began to gradually get colder, but the battle behind the Rotten Ke Temple continued.

There is not much true qi left in Zhao Feng's body now, and the fearless aura of the academy is getting weaker and weaker, and the peak aura of the three old monks on the other side is still strong.

"Young man, you better go back," an old monk looked at Zhao Feng, who was pale, and sighed slightly

Zhao Feng looked at the old monk coldly and didn't reply, but the blood on the corner of his mouth and the arm holding the wooden sword were slowly bleeding. Bright red blood dripped on the sand, blending with the blood stains of the hundreds of Buddha cultivators from before.

It's just that Zhao Feng's bloodstains are unusually bright, even if they are fused with the bloodstains of those Buddhist cultivators, they also exude the fearless aura of the academy that they are talking about.

Jumping up, Zhao Feng disappeared, but the three iron chains were like copper walls and iron walls, and Zhao Feng was once again out of the void*, unable to enter within five meters of the three old monks.

Zhao Feng didn't give up, he still attacked, the wooden sword collided with the iron chain, producing a huge aftermath and sending Zhao Feng flying, Zhao Feng jumped in the air and then landed.

Pedal Pedal ......

After landing, Zhao Feng took more than a dozen steps back in a row to eliminate the impact of the aftermath, and then he could no longer stand, kneeling on one knee and supporting his entire body with a wooden sword.

"The people of Buddhism are compassionate, we didn't want to kill again, but if you insist on doing this now, don't blame me for waiting, Amitabha," an old monk looked at Zhao Feng and said.

Then the three chains went straight to Zhao Feng, who was kneeling on one knee, Zhao Feng watched the three chains gallop and was ready to stand up and fight back, but just moved and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Zhao Feng looked at the iron chain that was getting closer and closer to him, and he was unwilling, but now that he was injured, he couldn't move at all, his meridians were damaged, and Qi Haidan no longer had true qi in his heart, and more importantly, his internal organs were also damaged.

"Hmph" snorted coldly, and an aura that surpassed the cultivators of the Five Realms suddenly came, and then he saw an iron sword appear from the void and collide directly with the three iron chains.

The iron sword was half an ordinary iron sword, and it could be seen that the blade had speckled rust.

Moreover, the collision between the iron sword and the three iron chains did not have the same aftermath as the collision between Zhao Feng's wooden sword and the three iron chains just now, but after the collision, you can see that the three iron chains began to break inch by inch.

And after the iron sword appeared from the void, the void crack did not close, only to see an arm directly stretching out the hilt of the misty iron sword, and then slowly appeared in white.

The three old monks decisively gave up the three chains while the chains were broken inch by inch, and then looked at the people who came out of the void, and their faces changed greatly.

"Uncle Shi," Zhao Feng said with some surprise as he looked at the figure that appeared in the void.

Lin Ziol glanced at Zhao Feng and nodded with a smile, and then looked at the three old monks with an indifferent expression.

Although the three old monks of "Buddha" had surprised expressions on their faces, their voices were extremely flat.

Lin Ziol was not surprised by the words shouted by the three old monks, but just looked at the wooden fish in the four Buddhist artifacts suspended on the stone statue of the Buddha.

And after Zhao Feng heard the words of the three old monks, the expression of surprise on his face immediately turned into surprise, and then he looked at Lin Zimel's back.

"You three old guys haven't achieved the Buddha position yet, and you're stuck in the fourth realm, and you've lived for so long, you've really lived to a dog," Lin Ziol looked at the three old monks again, and his tone was full of sarcasm.

"Buddha, you ......" The angry old monk among the three old monks said angrily, while the other two old monks looked at Lin Ziol with an angry face.

"Let that girl go, otherwise don't blame me for making a move," Lin Ziol said talkatively.

After hearing Lin Ziol's words, the three old monks looked at each other, and one of the old monks said, "Then let's see how strong the Buddha is now."

After the three old monks finished speaking, suddenly the realm broke through the barrier of the peak realm of knowing their fate and entered the realm of the Buddha Lotus, and then climbed all the way to the peak realm of the Buddha Lotus, and with the blessing of the inner array, the breath of the three of them entered the realm of the sixth realm of the legendary Buddhism and the realm of Buddhism.

And Zhao Feng and Lin Zichu still looked cold after watching the three old monks' realms climb, but Zhao Feng sighed in his heart that he was not standing in the crowd at the peak of this world after all.

Zhao Feng looked at Lin Zichu and was not worried about his uncle, and because of Lin Zichu's cultivation realm, it can be said that he understands it, the Demon Gate that kills with one person and one sword, the unknowable land, the Tuoba master, the dead and crippled.

Nowadays, the Rotten Ke Temple has returned to the state of full of people, although the breath of the fifth realm and the solemn Buddha Wei incident have passed, but people think that it is just a kind of Buddhist door opened for the Menglan Festival in the Rotten Ke Temple, and the blessing Buddha left by the Buddha monks.

And in the Rotten Ke Temple, only the Governor's Mansion and Aoba who had just stepped into the city knew that it was not the breath and Buddha power of a certain Buddha weapon to break the seal, and now they were even more keenly aware that although it did not exude the breath of the sixth realm in the city.

"The academy has made a move, it's not the master, it should be him," Aoba muttered as he stood at the gate and looked in the direction of the Rotten Keji Temple.

The forbidden land behind the Dalin Temple

Under the ancient Bodhi tree, countless cultivators who had attained the Buddha position and entered the Five Realms lowered their heads and recited the Buddhist scriptures silently, and in the air, golden light faintly entered the ancient Bodhi tree.

And sitting on the chessboard in front of the lamp-burning holy Buddha near the ancient Bodhi tree, I saw golden light surrounding, and a few leaves on the dead branches of the ancient Bodhi tree moved with the wind, and one of the golden leaves fell down.

I saw a black chess piece in the border city with the speed of the golden leaves that could be seen by the naked eye.

The ancient Buddha reached out to catch the black chess piece and then put it into the chess box that belonged to the black chess piece next to him, only to see that there was not much chess left in the chess box of the black chess piece.

However, there are a lot of white pieces in the chess box of the white chess pieces on the side.

"The most optimistic disciple of the Buddha, and even more so that you were given the title of the Buddha's son by the Buddha, since you have betrayed the Buddha and betrayed the Buddha," the Burning Lamp Holy Buddha said with a sigh.

The rhubarb on the mountain behind the academy screamed uneasily as he looked at the suddenly disappeared forest, while the little hemp on the tree looked at the rhubarb with disdain.

And the wine jug that fell from the stone table in front of the stone chair that Lin Zimel had just sat on just now was dripping with wine.

"The world only knows that the master is the highest in the world, but no one knows that there is a Lin Ziol in the academy, even if it was the battle in the Arctic Snow Mountain, or the Cherry Blossom Mountain Range, the way to the heavens, and the book of heaven were all covered up by the Demon Gate and the Dao Gate," said the middle-aged man in a Taoist robe on a small island in the South China Sea, looking at the blue sky at night.