"Boom Boom"

Every time Qin Feng slashed out, there was a monstrous sound.

And the blood-colored fireball on the old monk's body kept distorting.

"You can't cut it, give it up." The old monk laughed triumphantly.

Qin Feng ignored him, his eyes were cold, and he kept slashing at this blood-colored fireball.

At this time, the people who were kneeling and weeping in the distance all looked up and looked at the figure that was constantly attacking the blood-colored fireball.

"Look, there's someone attacking that monster."

"That must be the incarnation of a bodhisattva, who has come to save us."

"Bodhisattva bless, you must kill this monster."

Many people knelt on the ground, folded their hands, and muttered words in their mouths.

And at this moment, Qin Feng suddenly felt that a warm force was pouring into his body.

"Huh"

Qin Feng slashed out with a sword, and his power increased greatly.

The blood-colored fireball was twisted to the extreme, and then cracks appeared on it.

Then there was a bang, and it shattered directly.

The old monk's body manifested, looked at Qin Feng in surprise, and said, "I didn't expect that you would be able to break through the defense of this seat." ”

Qin Feng was shocked in his heart, but he was silent on the surface, the power just now seemed to be the power of faith, but it was too little, and it had already been used up when the sword was slashed out.

"Old fellow, have you ever felt guilty about harvesting so many lives in order to survive?" Qin Feng said coldly.

"Guilt? Why should I feel guilty, they are just animals in my captivity, and they will give everything they have, including their lives, as long as they need it. The old monk laughed.

When the kneeling men below heard this, they were all furious.

Now they understand that the Golden Light Bodhisattva they worship turned out to be a demon.

They treat him as a bodhisattva, but this so-called bodhisattva treats them like animals.

"You devil, everyone will be punished." Qin Feng said sharply, and slashed towards the old monk with a sword.

The old monk raised his hand and slapped it, shattering Qin Feng's sword light.

"Just with your half-step golden pill? The current strength of this seat, although there is not one in a hundred, but the vitality and spiritual power that have just been absorbed are enough to stabilize this seat in the real Jindan realm, what do you use to fight with this seat? The old monk said proudly, and the momentum of the Jindan Realm on his body exploded.

What!

Jindan Realm!

Within the territory of the Golden Light Mahayana Sect, there are many monks because of their rich spiritual power.

When they heard about the Jindan Realm, they all turned pale, because they knew what it meant.

Qin Feng felt the coercion of the old monk's body that only had the golden pill realm, his face was calm, and there was still a qualitative gap between the half-step golden pill and the real golden pill.

"Now, this seat gives you a chance, as long as you surrender to this seat, everything is not to blame, and you will receive a monstrous creation that you cannot imagine." The old monk said triumphantly to Qin Feng.

"Don't promise him!"

"Hero, save us!"

There was a commotion in the crowd below, and they all cried out in mourning.

If Qin Feng agreed to this demon, then they would all be sucked away from their spiritual power and vitality, and there would never be a living person in this land.

"You don't need to care about these ants, they are nothing compared to our supreme cultivation path."

"Cultivation is to go against the sky, and the heart is not ruthless, how can you find the avenue?" The old monk said bewildermently.

Qin Feng's eyes were condensed, he was not a hero, and he didn't want to do anything to save the suffering and save the Bodhisattva.

However, he is alone!

"Shit! Even if you are an immortal, then you are first and foremost a person, you are not even worthy of being a human being, and you are still worthy of asking for the Great Dao? Qin Feng raised his eyes and scolded.

"Originally, you surrendered to this seat and obediently sacrificed your body, this seat can pass on your soul cultivation technique, since you are looking for death, then destroy your soul and take your body." The old monk's face was gloomy, and he raised his hand to slap towards Qin Feng.

"Boom"

A terrifying force blasted towards Qin Feng, squeezing the space, as if even the golden stone could be shattered.

Qin Feng gritted his teeth, and the blood light on his body appeared.

In an instant, the violent force hit his body, causing his clothes to be torn apart in an instant, and they were hung on his body into strips of cloth.

He stepped out and threw a punch at him.

The terrifying wave of qi exploded, Qin Feng retreated a few feet, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

"I really envy your body, but no matter how strong your body is, it can't keep you." The old monk looked greedily at Qin Feng's powerful body, raised his hand again, and a huge palm print slapped towards Qin Feng.

Qin Feng spurted blood and flew upside down, and his entire body seemed to collapse.

At this moment, Qin Feng gritted his teeth, and several silver needles appeared in his hand, and the needles pierced several big points around him.

At this moment, in Qin Feng's body, a force was suddenly stimulated, and his momentum began to climb in a straight line.

"Silver needle prick! You know such an ancient secret art! The old monk was surprised.

Qin Feng felt that his body was about to crack, but at the same time, he felt an explosion of power.

"Old monster, die!" Ye Yunxiao roared wildly, his body shook, and the jade sword in his hand burst out with brilliant light.

"Thirteen swords of demon subjugation, the first sword!" The jade sword in Ye Yunxiao's hand drew a white jade-like sword and slashed at the old monk.

As soon as the old monk raised his hand, a blood shield appeared in front of him.

"Boom"

The old monk took two steps back and exclaimed, "Not only can you pierce the acupoints with silver needles, but you can also use the Demon Suppression Sword Technique of Buddhism." ”

"Second sword!" Qin Feng ignored the old monk and slashed out a sword again.

His thirteen swords are the Buddhist techniques in the medicine Buddha inheritance, and they are just right to deal with this old monk.

"The Third Sword ......"

"Eighth Sword ......"

slashed out eight swords in a row, and the old monk kept retreating again and again, as if he was suppressed.

However, by this time, the power that Qin Fengyin acupuncture had stimulated, and it had been exhausted.

When he tried to slash the ninth sword, he was no longer able to continue.

"Your strength is exhausted, now go and die." The old monk laughed, waved his hands, and a huge blood-colored fist condensed, and slammed into Qin Feng with a punch.

"Boom"

Qin Fengkou spurted blood, and the whole person smashed to the ground like a meteor.

"Hero ......"

"Heroes can't die, the Bodhisattva of Great Compassion bless ......"

Qin Feng smashed on the ground and smashed out a deep pit.

He lay in the pit, blood gushing from his mouth and nose.

At this time, the old monk's figure flickered, appeared in mid-air, and looked coldly at Qin Feng, who was dying below.

"I can't help myself! Now, you're on your way. The old monk smiled cruelly, and with a wave of his hand, a bloody light rushed towards Qin Feng's eyebrows.

But at this moment, a middle-aged man suddenly roared and pounced, blocking the blow for Qin Feng.

"Boom"

The middle-aged man bled and fell to the ground and died.

However, there was a wisp of invisible power that emerged from the middle-aged man and submerged into Qin Feng's body.

The old monk's face was extremely ugly.