The atmosphere swept like a stormy wave, and the black robe hunted and hunted.

The True Gang of the Protective Body rubbed against each other with the raging fluctuations, bringing out a series of twinkling stars that flickered and flickered.

If a heavy hammer falls, it stirs the sky and rolls endlessly, and the vibration can be heard for hundreds of miles.

The whole mountain trembled as if the sky had fallen.

The demon clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, and there seems to be infinite killing opportunities lurking in them.

Dark clouds gather at the top!

Suddenly, thunder roared, and electric snakes ran, illuminating the dim mountain tops.

The fine raindrops were connected in a line, like a beaded curtain shattering, piercing through the sky and falling into the clouds, and falling to the earth one after another.

The bean-sized raindrops fell one after another, and they came quickly and violently.

For thousands of years, Shen Du was the first person to kill Shaolin.

Around the radius of Shaolin, many strong people have already quietly gathered.

Tens of thousands of horses are galloping, mighty, and their whereabouts are not too hidden, which is naturally extremely attention-grabbing.

What's more, in the territory of Shaolin, there is such a big movement, it is difficult not to get people's attention.

Everyone looked at the scene in the distance with shocked expressions.

The demeanor of that knife deeply shocked their hearts.

"This person actually killed Shaolin?"

The previous uproar in the rivers and lakes turned out to be true.

"I'm afraid I'm in danger of martial arts."

Shaolin is the leader of Buddhism, if even they are defeated, who can stop the various factions in the world, and who dares to stop them.

"Humph!"

Someone snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Look at it, how can Shaolin be so simple." ”

"Maybe I'll end up with a gray nose and leave in a gray way."

Qianguo Wulin's dissatisfaction with Shen Du is no longer one or two.

Everyone shook their heads secretly.

If Shaolin has no hole cards, judging from the current situation, the thousand-year-old inheritance may really be destroyed.

In front of Shaolin Mountain,

The three Shaolin old monks only escaped with a white-eyed old monk, but their breath was also weak, their faces were pale, and the whole person returned to his old state again, and his body was full of dying death.

Among the three, with his strongest strength and the blessing of the power of all monks, he was able to escape with his life.

"Poof!"

The white-eyed old monk spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body was shaky.

His face was filled with deep horror and disbelief.

This power ......

Their monks work together, even the current abbot Mingchen is difficult to break the magic circle, could it be that the strength of this son has surpassed Mingchen?

As soon as he thought of this, the old monk's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Shen Du's eyebrows raised, the corners of his clothes flew up and down, an indifferent gaze swept over, and said lightly: "Who do you want to get rid of?" ”

Four arrows broke the Shaolin thousand-year-old magic array, and defeated dozens of old monks and strong men in Shaolin again, wrapped in unscrupulous domineering arrogance.

Ling crossed the void, his hands behind his back, his back to the low-hanging sky.

Behind him was a huge magic elephant like a mountain and a mountain, with monstrous demonic flames and endless sea of blood.

The Snow Drink Crazy Knife was suspended on the side, with a monstrous demonic aura, like a magic knife that slaughtered immortals.

The edge is prosperous, and it is overwhelming!

The white-eyed old monk spit out a mouthful of blood again, his heart shook wildly, and his heart was greatly damaged.

Xuan Nan's eyes were about to split, and at the same time he was terrified in his heart, endless anger poured out.

"Shen Du!"

"You are a thirst for killing, a cycle of cause and effect, and one day, you will pay the price for your actions."

Shen Du's face was calm, and he shook his head and said, "I said, so far, you still haven't seen the situation clearly. ”

"I'm Shen Du, I don't believe in fate!"

At this time, a stream of light suddenly hit in the distance, and it was powerful.

A flash of sword light came in an instant!

In that sword light, there was an old man with a sword.

This person is none other than one of the newly promoted Five Great Sword Sects, the ancestor of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

At the beginning, Shaolin called for the heroes, and the Xuantian Sword Sect also sent people to participate, but this person did not go because he had not broken through for a long time and was in retreat.

After he left the customs, he heard about the death of the head of the Xuantian Sword Sect and many elders.

However, he also knew that with his own strength, it was impossible for Shen Du to be Shen Du's opponent, so he hid from then on.

Almost at the same time, two more figures came, namely the pure heart of Cihang Jianzhai, and the leader of one of the seven beggar gangs in the world, Qiao Zonghao.

On that day, people from all factions died, among which the beggar gang and Cihang Jianzhai even damaged the strong people of the law.

Although Shen Du didn't trouble them afterwards, they also knew that this matter would never end there.

From the moment they heard that Shen Du led the army to Shaolin, they understood that if Shaolin really fell, the ending that awaited them would definitely not be good.

This time, the pure heart sent a letter to invite, and without too much hesitation, he rushed directly to Shaolin.

Jingxin said in a deep voice: "Da Yan has no way, I will come to ask for justice!" ”

After learning the news that Shen Du went to Shaolin, she summoned several people and quickly rushed to Shaolin.

In fact, she contacted more than these people, but the time was too rushed, and only the three of them could come in a short time.

The three of them crossed the void, and their breath was undisguised.

Seeing the three of them coming, a touch of joy appeared on Xuan Nan's face, and he put one hand on his chest and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for coming to help." ”

Shen Duyao glanced at the three of them, not taking them to heart at all.

It's just a few more souls under the knife.

He had long expected that once he led his troops to Shaolin, these people would inevitably be impatient.

It was just a bit of a surprise that Qianguo did not send anyone to come.

It seems that the relationship between these Jianghu forces and the Qianguo is not so harmonious.

Shen Du didn't look at the three of them, and said coldly: "Mingchen! ”

"Haven't you come out yet?"

From the beginning to the present, the Shaolin abbot Mingchen has never appeared.

is the only one who deserves his high esteem.

"Amitabha!"

Not long after Shen Du's voice fell, a low Buddha voice came from afar.

In the next moment, Mingchen's figure slowly walked out from the Daxiong Treasure Hall, exuding a faint Buddha light around his body.

It's just that Mingchen's face is extremely young, and he no longer looks like he was old before.

In the thousands of years of Shaolin's history, Ming Chen is definitely a very strong one, and he is even more talented.

Since he took over Shaolin, he has grown stronger with Shaolin step by step, and his position as the abbot has been unanimously recognized by the old monks of Shaolin.

You must know that when Mingchen took over as the abbot, it was not an image, it was just the Yuan Shen Realm.

There are rumors on the rivers and lakes that if he hadn't been burdened by Shaolin, with his talent, I'm afraid his strength would not only be fourth on the list.

This is not passed on by Shaolin, but recognized by everyone in the rivers and lakes.

"Abbot?!"

When Xuan Yan saw Mingchen, he was also stunned for a moment, and his eyes were shocked.

In the past, he could only see a back when he saw the abbot, so he didn't know that Mingchen had become so young.

This is clearly what Mingchen looked like when he was young.

Jingxin also looked at Mingchen with a surprised expression, looking suspicious.

She had also seen Ming Chen, but it was not like this, she could perceive that Ming Chen was not the effect of any exercise pill, but really became younger.

The vigorous vitality and qi and blood in his body cannot be faked.

Shen Du raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Mingchen, and said lightly: "It is worthy of Shaolin, and the background is indeed extraordinary." ”

"I didn't expect you to recover from your injuries in just a few months."

At the beginning, Mingchen was defeated by Emperor Yan and escaped from Yanjing City with serious injuries, but the injury could not be recovered overnight, not to mention that it was still in just a few months.

Mingchen clasped his hands together, stared at Shen Du, and said indifferently: "Shen Du, if you are willing to abolish your martial arts, repent in the Demon Tower, and wash away your sins, the old man can spare your life." ”

Mingchen is by no means an arrogant person.

In such a situation, there must be something to rely on to say this.

Shen Du has never underestimated Shaolin, thousands of years of inheritance, how can it be so simple.

But he also needs pressure, and even more so strength to break through the magic image.

Shaolin is the best target at the moment.

"Self-abandoning martial arts?"

Shen Du chuckled lightly and said calmly: "This is also for you." ”

"If you are willing to abolish your martial arts, this official can leave you with a whole corpse."

A smile appeared on Mingchen's face, his eyes opened, he slowly turned the Buddha beads in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Stubborn!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a dazzling Buddha light suddenly bloomed in Mingchen's eyes.

His body exudes a rich Buddha light.

The sound of Sanskrit sound resounded on the top of the mountain.

Buddhist scriptures emerged in the sky, exuding unprecedented power.

The momentum on Mingchen's body is also rising, and the whole person seems to be integrated with the surrounding heaven and earth.

Its power is so strong that it affects the entire world within a radius of 100 miles!

Within his body, a golden bone emitting the light of the Buddha was faintly presented.

"Shen Du!"

"Today I will let you see what true power is!"

The sound of the bright dust exploded in the sky like rolling thunder.

Shen Du's brows furrowed slightly, this power ......

Heaven!

In an instant, Shen Du thought of the celestial figure he had met in the Heavenly Blessed Land of the Great Heavenly Demon Palace.

He was the one who had the deepest contact with the heavenly people, and he was all too familiar with this breath.

There is actually a certain difference between the power of celestials and men and their power.

The level of strength of both sides was the same, but there seemed to be something very special in the strength of the heavenly man.

Now Mingchen's power is like this, but it is more like a fusion than a true power of heaven and man.

Suddenly, there seems to be a Buddha country coming!

Mingchen is in the center of the Buddha's light, and behind him there is an Arhat Buddha shadow presented, and the Bodhisattva sits on the Buddha lotus, and the treasure is solemn.

Visions!

Buddha light everywhere!

Even the demon clouds that Shen Du had gathered were scattered a few points.

Now Mingchen's power is several times stronger than before.

One of his pupils was golden, while the other was black and white.

Countless Sanskrit words surrounded him, as if he were draped in a robe.

Feeling the aura emanating from the bright dust, everyone's faces showed a look of horror.

Even though they are both Dharma Elephants, they feel a huge gap.

Shen Du's face was calm, and he said lightly: "What is my Dao, it turns out that I have gained some power that does not belong to me. ”

"I didn't expect you Shaolin to still retain the power of heaven and man."

When you think about it, it doesn't seem surprising.

Shaolin has been inherited for a long time, and there have been many strong people in the temple, and they have also occupied many blessed places, so it is not surprising that there is such a harvest.

Since that celestial being was able to come to this realm in the first place, it means that other celestial beings can also come here.

A hint of shock was evident on Mingchen's cold face.

"You ......"

He didn't ask the second half of the sentence.

At this moment, all the doubts in Mingchen's heart were solved.

No wonder Shen Du has such strength at a young age.

It seems that a similar inheritance has been obtained a long time ago.

It was only after he returned to Shaolin that he flipped through various inheritance classics and absorbed the golden bones before he learned about it.

Ming Chen snorted coldly, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped it towards Shen Du.

Know what.

I can't keep it!

The huge palm print of Buddha's light slowly pressed down, majestic and majestic, and the air squeezed by the momentum burst and roared.

"Boom!"

Shen Du pulled out the remnant sword, his momentum changed suddenly, and his sword intent surged.

Sword aura in the sky!

Thousands of rains hovered in the air and began to slowly condense, as if turning into a long sword.

Although the remnant sword is broken, it is also a real divine weapon, and it is also a spiritual divine weapon.

In the hands of its original owner, it even beheaded the heavens!

After perceiving the celestial aura on Ming Chen's body, he suddenly became extremely restless.

Shen Du held the sword and stood up, and the original earth-shattering sword appeared in his mind.

Break the sky!

Step out and walk against the light of the Buddha.

A black robe hunted in the strong wind, like a shock, breaking everything.

The rolling true qi is like a hundred rivers returning to the stream, and it falls wantonly into the limbs and hundreds of bones.

The sword is rising!

Break through everything.

With this sword, the ancestor of the Xuantian Sword Sect suddenly felt a stinging pain in his eyes, his heart shook wildly, and a sword heart collapsed, and the hand holding the sword was trembling uncontrollably.

A look of horror appeared on his face, and his body trembled wildly.

Under this sword, he couldn't even hold a sword.

Originally, he thought that he was enough to dominate the world, but now he found that he didn't even have the courage to use a sword.

"Click!"

The brilliant golden Buddha light palm print was torn apart by a sword, and the sword momentum did not decrease in the slightest, and it went straight to the bright dust.

A look of surprise appeared in Mingchen's eyes, and something appeared in his hand.

A string of Buddha's shining Buddha beads!

It's just that this Buddha bead is not an ordinary Buddha bead, but a Buddha bead forged from human bones.

Each of these Buddha beads is from a strong person, but not from a Shaolin monk, but from the bones of many strong people of the Demon Dao and the image of the law, and forged from various rare materials.

Therefore, even if there is a Buddha Qi suppression, this Buddha bead still reveals a trace of evil aura.

Shen Du sneered: "I didn't expect that the dignified Shaolin, who claims to be the head of the righteous path in the world, also uses such weapons. ”

Mingchen said in a deep voice: "It is the people, not the weapons, who are guilty. ”

"They committed heinous sins before them, and they deserve to continue to atone for them after they die."

"Hypocrisy!"

Shen Du's expression was indifferent, and he slashed into the Buddha beads with a sword.

One by one, the Buddha beads burst into pieces, and the power contained in them suddenly burst out.

The strong force offset Shen Du's sword qi, forcing Shen Du to retreat temporarily.

Seeing Shen Duyi smash the three Buddha beads with one sword, a trace of pain flashed in Mingchen's eyes.

With the loss of one, the power of this artifact will be reduced by one point.

The key thing is that they have lost the method of forging.

This was originally cast by a certain Shaolin first, and later the abbot felt that this thing was detrimental to the harmony of heaven, so he destroyed the forging method.

However, this object was not destroyed, but has been stored in Shaolin.

If there is no way to forge it, it means that it cannot be repaired.

Mingchen stretched out his hand to hold the Buddha beads that flew back, and his eyes fell on the remnant sword.

The sword gave him a faint feeling of extreme danger.

Shen Du stretched out his hand and made a move, and the Snow Drink Crazy Knife fell into his hand again.

"Go on!"

A sword in one hand, a knife in the other!

Suddenly, the ethereal sword light transformed into thousands of clouds, as if the clouds were brilliant and boundless.

The fierce sword light spanned the void, like a turbulent river, menacing.

The vastness of the universe!

For a moment, the surroundings seemed to be quiet.

Shen Du's figure stood still, still maintaining its original posture.

In fact, Shen Du had already killed in front of Ming Chen.

The vast eight extremes are all returned to this sword and a sword, and the brilliance is supreme and shining in all directions, and it is incomparable.

Countless sword postures, sword postures, swordsmanship, and knife techniques are all integrated into one and cast into a peerless edge.

Swords out!

Mingchen's face changed suddenly.

What a weird exercise!

Mingchen was shocked, and threw out the Buddha beads in his hand again, urging with all his might.

The beads spread out and suspended in front of him, forming a barrier.

Almost instantly, the Buddha's light surged, and a Buddha with a clear face appeared, making a flower.

Raised his hand and slapped a palm forward, and the palm seemed to contain the world.

"Boom!"

With an earth-shattering roar, the grand Buddha statue collapsed, the Buddha beads were shattered, and Mingchen was forced to retreat again and again, and his robe was shattered and shattered.

If it weren't for the final eruption of Buddha beads to resist, Ming Chen would have been buried under this sword and sword.

Mingchen fell to the ground with a bang, and the buildings in the temple collapsed in pieces.

The calm underworld void is now like boiling water, violently shaking and rippling.

There was silence all around.

Everyone's hearts seemed to be frozen, silent for a long time, their expressions changed, and the look of fear appeared in their eyes.

Shen Du's eyes were lowered, his sword was suspended on his side, and the ink-like divine hunting robe was slightly turbulent, shaking away the mist and humidity that permeated the air.

The voice of indifference sounded slowly, spreading in the roar of the wind.

"I have also beheaded the real celestials, let alone you fake."

"Shaolin is destined to be destroyed today!"

(End of chapter)