"I want to go, it's not so easy, I asked the war knife in the hand of the general first", seeing that the barrier in front of him was torn apart by Jun Qinghan, the general obviously had a trace of anger, the blood-red war knife in his hand emitted a bright light, and the fierce qi erupted out, and a knife pierced the void, directly across the center of the epiphany explosion, and killed Jun Qinghan. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The armor around the body of the Stygian was shattered, and his hair was messy, but his momentum did not diminish at all, like the roar of mountains and rivers.

The infinite sword momentum, with two thunderbolts from the void, was about to cut Jun Qinghan into two pieces.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a roar sounded under the city gate, making the mountains and rivers tremble, and a giant beast like a mountain appeared in front of the general, the whole body was pitch black and hideous, and the blood in the eyes surged, as if to tear the sky, and between a roar, the devouring power swept in all directions, invincible.

The giant beast opened its big mouth, like a hundred rivers entering the sea, and was about to bite the underworld off.

Feeling the powerful deterrent force, the face of the Immortal General changed slightly, the sword momentum changed, and he immediately cut off the devouring power that bound his body, retreated to the rear, and exclaimed in his mouth, "The Great Demon of Hell, how can it appear in mortal dust?"

In confusion, Jun Qing Hanchen had already crossed the crack and entered the ancient castle.

The sky-swallowing beast also disappeared without a trace.

The lightly injured Immortal General's eyes swelled with anger, and his voice was as low as a devil, "The eighteenth floor of the underworld, we will still meet", saying that the Immortal General dragged the blood-dripping war knife towards tens of thousands of monks.

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When Jun Qinghan crossed the city gate, he only felt a majestic spatial power entangled around his body, and when he opened his eyes, he only saw that he was on top of the endless desolate ruins.

Surrounded by broken walls and ruins, extremely desolate, between the broken ravines, there is a condensation of ancient power.

Jun Qinghan looked around casually, but he felt his strength more and more...... These collapsed temples, with ancient Buddha statues carved on them, are extremely mysterious, and have been covered by thousands of years of dust and sand.

The bronze is embroidered in red, making it look bloodstained.

The remnants of the bells and drums are broken all around, and the corpses are everywhere!

The entire ruins stretched for tens of thousands of territories, and at the end of Jun Qinghan's eyes, he only saw a low ancient temple, which looked a little dilapidated, but it did not collapse, which made Jun Qinghan feel shocked in his heart, these magnificent and majestic temples had collapsed, and the low ancient temple was still standing.

Jun Qinghan can even see the three-foot Buddha shrine in the ancient temple!

Knock Knock...... Knock Knock......

The ancient bell rang, and the sound of the ancient Buddha's compassion sounded in Xuyu, like an ancient Zen chant, full of endless compassion.

Jun Qinghan could clearly feel how desolate the compassion contained in the bell was. In the three-foot Buddha shrine, the incense will continue forever...... It's a pity that this world has turned into nothing, the strong have fallen, and Tianjiao has turned into dry bones. The main hall collapsed, and the mountains and rivers were annihilated.

The world has already suffered, how can the Buddha survive the world and save the common people.

When the Buddha shed helpless tears, the world has become desolate!

Jun Qing felt a chill in his heart, and immediately took steps towards the ancient temple that had stood for thousands of years......

Buzzing...... Buzzing......

Between the footsteps, Jun Qinghan's ears sounded a sharp sound, only to feel that his feet were restrained, and his body was imprisoned by a mysterious force. Around Jun Qinghan, between those ruins and broken walls, there were many places flashing with light, and the mighty divine power formed a huge formation.

In the formation, there was a blood Buddha screaming, and he whispered, as if he was admonishing the world.

Jun Qinghan was shocked all over, and a strong force swept out from the dantian, when he broke free from the shackles of the formation, frowned and looked at the ruins of the Quartet, and constantly deduced the cracking method of this majestic array around him......

After a long time, Jun Qinghan suddenly opened his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he walked towards the ancient temple in front of him.

When Jun Qinghan crossed the ruined land and came to the ancient temple, he only felt that his body was full of the compassionate power of Buddhism, warm as his heart, and the distant sound of Zen singing became louder and louder, and the sound of the evening drum and morning bell filled the entire sky.

Jun Qinghan smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked back at the ruins, and only found that a Buddha statue had been buried in loess for a long time, which was covered with mud and dirt, and the part of the exposed land was smooth and recognizable, and it should have been trampled by mortals thousands of times.

Jun Qinghan frowned slightly, picked up the Buddha statue, wiped it with his sleeve robe, only felt that he was broken and decayed, and still couldn't see the face of the Buddha statue clearly, but gave Jun Qinghan a strange feeling, Jun Qinghan's sleeve robe waved, and immediately put the Buddha statue into the ring, and went towards the ancient temple.

When approaching the ancient temple, Jun Qinghan found that there were already many monks gathered here, there were thousands, and they were waiting outside the ancient temple, their eyes full of piety.

"What are you waiting for?"

Jun Qinghan asked a man in Tsing Yi next to him.

"Waiting for the Buddha", the man looked back at Jun Qinghan, felt his strong breath, and said in a low voice, "In this ancient temple, there are ancient Buddha gods, and every half an hour, there is a person who can enter the ancient temple and be enlightened by the Buddha gods."

As he spoke, the man in Tsing Yi pointed to the antique plaque under the ancient temple.

――Dead Ancient Temple!

Looking at the ancient temple surrounded by the power of compassion, Jun Qinghan frowned slightly, "The Buddha God enlightens mortals, why is this...... Is it just for that little incense?"

Between thoughts, Jun Qinghan only saw the door of the ancient temple open, the power of compassion diffused out, and a middle-aged man walked out slowly from inside, his eyes full of harmony, and what he was holding in his hand was no longer a war knife, but a wand.

The crowd suddenly shouted.

"This ...... It's incredible, it's only been two hours since he entered, and his strength has reached such a terrifying level...... There really is a Buddha god in it!"

"Joke, of course there is a Buddha God in it, this is already the seventh person who has come out of the ancient temple, and he has been enlightened by the Buddha God."

"The power of the Buddha God is truly penetrating to the heavens and the earth, and being enlightened by him in one day is better than a thousand years of penance," many monks said with a sigh of deep longing in their eyes.

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Soon after, a Buddha, holding a rosary and wearing a robe, walked out of it slowly and peacefully, looking at the people outside the ancient temple, with a Buddha-like smile on his face, and let the rosary in his hand slowly fly into the air.

The rosary swirled in the air, and a peaceful force spread out and enveloped everyone. After only a few breaths, the rosary fell into the hands of a monk.

The Buddha clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "Donor, please come in with me!"

The monk who caught the Buddha beads was full of excitement, and hurriedly followed behind the Buddha, feeling the jealousy of everyone behind him, and showing a smug look on his face.

Jun Qinghan's brows furrowed again, "Buddha is destined to be a person, if there is no Buddha in his heart, is there still a ......fate with the Buddha?" Do the Buddhas really have such great power?"

Not long after, the middle-aged man who had entered the ancient temple walked out, he was wearing a Buddhist robe, his face was no longer the fierce color he had before, and his eyebrows were full of compassion.

And the strength has changed dramatically.

The monks once again made waves, and they all marveled at the power of the gods and Buddhas.

Jun Qinghan's gaze fell on the Buddha who followed him, at this time he held a string of prayer beads in his hand again, slowly rising into the void, exuding brilliant light, and in just a few breaths, he let out a Zen chant and went towards Jun Qinghan.

The moment he took the rosary, Jun Qinghan only felt a warm power sweeping through his body, and in the sea of knowledge, the Buddha's voice vibrate.

At this moment, many monks made a voice of dissatisfaction, Jun Qinghan came here for only an hour, and he was favored by the gods and Buddhas, and some of them waited for many days, but the rosary never fell on them.

What is Jun Qinghan's ability to be so favored by the Buddha God?

"Donor, please come in with me!"

The Buddha slowly walked towards Jun Qinghan, his face was full of smiles, and at this moment the boy Buddha was shining brightly, attracting Jun Qinghan.

Jun Qinghan nodded slightly, walked out of the crowd, and followed behind the Buddha, feeling the jealous and even resentful gaze behind him, but he sneered. There was a faint brilliance flowing between his eyes, one black and one white, and the power of reincarnation was quietly circulating.

Squeak!

The door of the ancient temple was quietly closed.

At the moment when the temple door was completely closed, a sudden change occurred, Jun Qinghan's eyes flashed with a fierce light, Fang Tian's halberd was held in his hand, and he suddenly slashed towards the Buddha.

The Buddha's face changed greatly, his robe waved, and he felt the power of Jun Qinghan's extreme strength, the Buddha revealed a hideous face, and a fierce aura swept out, holding a magic wand in his hand, and blocked Jun Qinghan.

Sonor!

With a crisp sound, the wand broke, and the Buddha was beheaded by Jun Qinghan.

Blood fell down the soldiers, making a clicking sound, Jun Qinghan's face was tense, and he looked at the Buddha statue in the Buddhist hall in front of him, which was more than ten zhang high. In front of the Buddha statue, the incense in the Buddha shrine is flourishing and will never be extinguished.

"Evil Barrier!"

In the sea of cold knowledge, the voice of the Buddha God sounded, and the Buddha statue in front of him looked more and more sacred and majestic, "Entering the Buddha hall, and vainly opening the killing ring, the donor's heavy sin is so stubborn!"

"Hmph, who is the obstacle of evil, you will know in a battle; my king has killed thousands of people in the cold and cold, how can he have a relationship with the Buddha; even if the Buddha God has the means to reach the sky, how can he let mortals increase their cultivation for thousands of years in one day?"

As he spoke, the Han Tian painting halberd in Jun Qinghan's hand swept again, directly annihilating the incense in the Buddha shrine. Between his eyes, the power of reincarnation soared, and he glared at the Buddha statue.

"Sin, this is blaspheming the gods and Buddhas, the donor will one day, but he will fall into the infernal hell forever", Jun Qinghan knew the sea, and the voice of the Buddha sounded again, it was deafening, shaking Jun Qinghan's heart.

"The sea of suffering is boundless, and the donor is swaying in sin, why not put down the butcher's knife and think about rebirth, get rid of the suffering of the six realms of reincarnation, and ascend to the supreme Buddha realm?"

In the sea of knowledge, the voice of the Buddha became louder and louder, and the Buddha's voice was mighty layer by layer, vowing to shake Jun Qinghan's heart.

Jun Qinghan sneered, his heart was as solid as a rock, Fang Tian's halberd made a whimpering sound, and a hint of mockery appeared between his eyebrows:

"When the demon puts on his robe, I should kill the world's floating slaughter!"