At this moment, a terrifying hurricane enveloped the world.

Many of the monks in the sky were blown away by this strong wind, and turned into white bones and fell.

There are even some that are directly torn apart, and the blood is surging.

Only the three pursuing martial arts saints and the young man with extraordinary backgrounds relied on high-grade spiritual weapons to barely hold on.

The terrible hurricane stopped, and the four of them looked to the center.

I saw that all the peaks there were razed to the ground, and even a huge cave appeared in the center, which made people tremble.

You can imagine how terrifying the collision of the two energies just now was.

All four of them were pale and their scalps were numb.

If it weren't for those two great powers fighting in the void from a great distance, I am afraid that these people would all be wiped out and their bones would be gone.

And the young man's face was even more ugly.

Because he knew that one of them was his father, one of the Martial Immortals, the Northern Heavenly King.

His father knew he was here, but when he made the move, he didn't care if his son would be affected.

Qin Feng frowned, he didn't expect that the other party would be able to block the Yin Yang World Destroying Sword formed by his Yin Yang Bead and Jade Sword.

Although it was with the help of the power of this dragon vein, it still surprised Qin Feng.

After he obtained the creation of that remnant soul, his cultivation advanced to a rapid level, and the killer weapon he possessed was extremely powerful, which made him confident and inflated.

Now it reminds him that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky, so don't be arrogant.

In that small world before, Nangong Gongzi's luck was against the sky, if he wasn't arrogant, he wouldn't have been able to calculate him and kill his luck.

"In this Heavenly Metaverse, the only person with this fist intent should be the Northern Heavenly King Kong Yanghai, who wants to refine the entire dragon vein into his own fist intent." Qin Feng said in his heart.

The two exchanged hands in the air, and then tacitly agreed that there would be no more movement.

The Northern Heavenly King was even more surprised than Qin Feng, with the help of the power of the entire dragon vein, he was slightly inferior, so naturally he would not fight for his life.

And Qin Feng didn't have the certainty of killing the Northern Heavenly King hiding in the dragon vein, and he would never make another move.

Here, Wang Chaosheng exuded spiritual power, sweeping over more than a dozen people here, including the unconscious demon subduing Arhat, and flew away in an instant.

At high altitude, Wang Chaosheng and others saw the terrifying big hole in the distance.

Originally, it was a place with high mountains and steep cliffs, but now it has become like this, which shocked their hearts to the extreme.

That kind of power is beyond the reach of immortals.

At this time, the three Martial Saints and the Son of the Northern Heavenly King came back to their senses, and when they looked around, they were about to go to the depths of the dragon vein.

But suddenly, in the dragon vein, an energy struck them.

In an instant, the four of them were in a trance, and everything before them forgot everything.

They only remembered that it was the Youlong Mountain that caused the earthquake, and they came to investigate.

At this time, the torrential rain continued for days, and after three days and three nights, someone turned over Youlong Mountain and was stunned by the scene in front of them.

The mountains are gone, replaced by a vast wave of smoke.

Later, I heard that it was caused by the earthquake, which erased the doubts in my heart.

……

Outside of a small and remote city, this realm has scarce spiritual power, scarce resources, and is extremely barren.

Naturally, those martial arts monks would not come here to waste time at all.

Wang Chaosheng landed on the ground and put down the swept people.

The monks all sat in front of the unconscious demon subduing arhats, chanting sutras and reciting Buddhas one by one.

And the Jiang family all looked at Wang Chaosheng and Xu Peipei with great reverence.

They didn't know who the terrifying blow was before, but in their opinion, the only Daomen powerhouse in Youlong Mountain was this husband and wife.

Naturally, they thought that there would be no one else except these two who had just made a move.

So, their attitude is more reverent, more fanatical.

At this time, the demon arhat woke up, and his real body was an unkempt old beggar.

His gaze was scattered, and it took him a long time to focus, and he was already angry.

He swept over the monks who surrounded him, as if searching for the last inheritor.

It's just that he was a little disappointed in his heart, these monks' qualifications are not very good, and only one little monk can barely get into the eye.

In normal times, it would be impossible for him to choose such a mediocre qualification as the inheritor, but now, he is dying, and there is no way.

"You...... You come here. The old beggar trembled and stretched out his hand and pointed at the little monk.

The little monk walked over with a confused face and knelt in front of the old beggar.

"You...... Do you have a legal name? The old beggar spoke in a hurried tone.

"The little monk's Dharma name is Guangji." The little monk replied.

The rest of the monks were jealous and confused.

Like the Jiang family of four, they had never seen any Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and now they finally saw a legendary Buddhist power with the golden body of an Arhat, but he was seriously injured and was about to run out of breath.

Does Buddhism still have a future?

At this time, the old beggar raised his hand, and a golden light sank into the little monk's head, and then began to tell intermittently: "Poor monk...... Ci'an ......, born in ...... Leiyin Temple, five ...... Five-year-old Buddha ......"

"In my ...... Two hundred years old...... Achieve the golden body of Luohan ......"

The old beggar talked for a quarter of an hour, almost telling his life as a story.

The monks around thought that this master would soon sit down, but they didn't expect that his breath would last so long.

is worthy of being an arhat who has shaped a golden body......

Later, the catastrophe of Leiyin Temple, the Buddha and Bodhisattva were wiped out, and the three hundred golden-bodied Arhats, only the poor monk and another senior brother escaped, and the poor monk ...... Hey, the poor monk is good! ”

The old beggar was talking and talking, and suddenly he was shocked, he was going to confess his last words, and then the more he spoke, the smoother it became, only to find that his injuries were all healed, and the original broken golden body was repaired.

He immediately got up and came to Qin Feng's family of three, saluting respectfully.

Originally, he thought that the mysterious Dao Sect power would not come to the rescue, so he had to choose the person who inherited it and confessed his last words.

But I didn't expect that the powerful and clever means were so clever that he didn't know what was going on, and it was completely fine.

It's just that this family, one Jindan, one Zhuji, and one who has just been born, it seems that none of them can be the master.

But, even so, there's nothing wrong with thanking them all along.

In his heart, he was also looking forward to the fact that the master of the Daomen had appeared, but what about the Buddha's Sect?

At this time, he said respectfully: "Where is the road of Buddhism, ask for guidance from real people." ”

When those monks saw this scene, their faces were bitter, and they didn't expect that the tall golden-bodied arhats in their hearts would also bow to the Taoist Gate for advice.

Wang Chaosheng and his wife didn't say a word, but they disappeared into thin air in an instant.

And where they were originally standing, there were two big characters.

"Forbearance!"