Mingchen didn't think he had done anything wrong, and even he was a little resentful in his heart.

Why did the original abbot of Shaolin want this matter to be sealed in the forbidden land, cutting off the road to future generations.

Obviously, they Shaolin have an unprecedented inheritance, but generations of Shaolin monks can only turn their interests into relics in the end, with a strong sense of unwillingness.

Knowing that there was such a method, he Shaolin had already become the leader of the righteous path in the world.

What's more, now that Shaolin will be destroyed, why should he think about it so much.

If he can succeed today, Shaolin will stand in the world again in the future, history has always been written by the victor, if he unfortunately fails, Shaolin inheritance also has its own mysteries to inherit.

Hearing Mingchen's words, he immediately stirred up the minds of the onlookers.

Those who dare to come here are at least martial artists above the Yuan Shen Realm, and they are not weak in the rivers and lakes, and they also have extremely good knowledge.

Mingchen's words are by no means false.

The previous scenes all told them that there was really unprecedented power behind the Heavenly Gate.

Maybe it's not hard to break through the Dharma.

However, everyone did not dare to venture in, the area here had already become a death vortex, and the Yuan Shen Realm could not set off the slightest wave.

Mingchen's words were deliberately said to the people of the world.

After what has been done there will be again, and what has been done will be done again.

As long as people in the world are not willing to be trapped in the realm of Fa Xiang, they will always pursue it on this road.

Wuchen shook his head slightly, and sighed lightly: "Enter the Gate of Heaven, give up the blood and body of this person, and become a slave, this is the path you pursue?" ”

Do you really think that after the gate of heaven is a fairyland on earth?

really responded to that sentence, the people behind the door tried their best to come out, but the people outside the door squeezed their heads to get in.

If it was so good behind the door, why did he come out?

Dust-free is dust-free, and it is not dust-free!

He is the son of the Buddha of the Maha Temple, and he is also the person who once came to the door.

Mingchen clasped his hands together, looked up at the sky, and then turned his gaze to look at Shen Du, with Sen Han's murderous intent.

"Even if you don't have the power of the Heavenly Gate, it is enough to kill you now."

Although he hadn't really taken the last step, his strength had already broken through the level of the Law Image, and his strength had transformed.

Step out, chant Buddhist scriptures in your mouth, and the Buddha light ripples all over your body.

"Town!"

Mingchen's lips and teeth opened slightly, and he spit out a word.

The six-character mantra of Buddhism is urging, which seems to contain the power of heaven and earth.

The great scriptures are upside down in the sky, like a heavy mountain falling.

The vigorous qi and blood surged in his body, like the roar of a great river.

Everything around seemed to be imprisoned, and the vitality of heaven and earth evolved, turning into a majestic mountain and slowly falling, with an unrivaled suppressive power.

"Shen Du!"

"Even if you have the wealth of heaven, but the law image is the law image after all, and there is a difference between cloud and mud!"

"This is a supernatural power, it is the transformation of martial arts, the evolution of the rules of heaven and earth, and it has long surpassed secular martial arts, what can you use to resist?"

After the image is the martial immortal, also the martial saint, transcendent into the sainthood, its god influences the heavens and the earth, the creation of the heaven and the earth, and has the ability to change the heavens and the earth.

The place where he is is his own side of the world.

A Buddha lotus blooms on the top of your head!

It is the essence of heaven and earth, and it is the crystallization of Ming Chen's martial arts.

Mingchen stared at Shen Du, his expression seemed calm, no sadness or joy, but it was a hidden murderous intention, and the golden pupils reflected a cold light.

His gaze became cold, majestic, without the slightest emotion.

Today's bright dust is bright dust, and it is not bright dust.

As he spoke, the heavy mountains in the sky pressed down again, and their momentum became heavier.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, the martial artists above the Yuan Shen Realm all looked up at the sky in unison, and their hearts shook wildly, as if they had been struck by lightning.

They felt that the light of the sky was dark, as if it was covered by an invisible hand, and it had lost its original brilliance.

Shen Duyan glanced at him and said coldly: "If you want to fight, you can fight, what nonsense!" ”

The distance of dozens of zhang is in a flash!

The monstrous demonic qi spread along the blade, and the surging qi and blood around Shen Du's body surged like thunder, the qi and blood burned, and the heavy rain seemed to be evaporated, and the sky was full of fog.

Swallow the Seven Limits of Heaven and Earth - Swallow the Sky!

In an instant, Shen Du's entire body was devoured by demonic energy, his eyes became scarlet, and the demonic energy danced around his body, turning into a pitch-black demonic shadow.

The Dharma Elephant sitting on the throne completely stood up and absorbed the qi of the sea of blood.

All along, he has been suppressed, unwilling to really use this knife technique.

Now it seems that it is necessary to go all out.

As the demonic qi encroached on his mind, Shen Du's aura fluctuated violently, and he slashed it with a sword.

Airplanes!

With a gratuitous whisper, the dark void seemed to tremble slightly.

Just like the roar of a real dragon, sweeping the rolling clouds!

The vast sword intent of collapsing mountains and breaking seas, cutting rocks and gullies, is like a pillar supporting the sky, rising from the ground in an instant, like a big mountain falling into the ocean, stirring up boundless turbulent waves.

The sword intent invaded and dispersed, as if the majestic mountains were stretching in all directions, inexplicably making people feel a strong sense of oppression that was incomparably small and did not dare to breathe.

"Boom!"

The sky is booming!

The Buddha light scriptures that pressed down horizontally were torn apart by a knife in an instant, and the brilliant sword light rushed into the sky, tearing through the dark clouds in the sky.

The palm stretched out from behind the gate of heaven was caught off guard, and it was directly slashed by this knife, and the severed hand fell into the sky, and the golden blood swayed into the sky.

Where blood is spilled, plants and trees grow wildly, and this blood contains incomparably vigorous and majestic vitality.

The celestials behind the Heavenly Gate seemed to be stunned, and they didn't expect it, and their broken arms hung stiffly in mid-air.

In the next moment, the figure suddenly reacted, and let out an angry voice.

"Presumptuous!!"

It sounded like a drum roaring.

It was just a matter of being stopped by a traitor in the past, and now a mere mortal has cut off his arm.

There were more and more figures gathered behind the gate of heaven, and a behemoth-like figure could be faintly seen slowly approaching.

A pair of cold, dead eyes seemed to look down through the portal.

"Do you know the consequences of what you do?"

A cold voice came from behind the Heavenly Gate, with a deep killing intent.

"You shouldn't stop me from waiting!"

Wuchen raised his hand and slowly pressed forward, his expression did not change, and he said in a deep voice: "Go back!" ”

Sanskrit scriptures are all over the sky!

These Sanskrit scriptures seem to form a big net, forcing the figures behind the Heavenly Gate to keep moving away.

The longer the gate of heaven is opened, the stronger the people who come.

He can still stop these people at the moment, but if a Tianzun-level person comes, I'm afraid he will break the rules.

It's just that even he didn't expect that this Shen Du would have such strength.

But this knife technique, it must be that...... Magic Knife?

It's a pity that it still can't fully exert the power of this knife.

……

Mingchen's condensed supernatural power completely collapsed, and this power even devoured Mingchen's mind.

His primordial spirit has not completely transformed, in a sense, his primordial spirit is actually only the level of the Dharma Realm.

Mingchen's face turned red, his body shook slightly, and he staggered back a step, and a thick shock appeared on his indifferent face.

"How is that possible?"

"How could it be ......"

He's already taken that step, and he's even lost to this demon?

Mingchen suddenly looked up at the sky and shouted in a deep voice: "No dust!" ”

"Do you have to stop me today?"

"Don't forget, you are also from my Buddhist sect."

If it weren't for Wuchen's obstruction, he would have taken that step completely and become a true land true immortal, so why would he have been defeated by Shen Du.

"It's not that it's stopping you, it's that you're going the wrong way!"

"It's the wrong path."

Wuchen shook his head slightly.

In the face of immortality, it is still difficult for the world to resist the temptation after all.

A hint of determination flashed in Mingchen's eyes, and he looked up at the sky, and his blood began to burn.

The Buddha's qi is rolling, like a river surging.

Shaolin has been moving for thousands of years, like a Buddha lotus blooming, straight into the sky.

Mingchen rose in the sky and went straight to the gate of heaven!

Wuchen was slightly shocked in his heart, and instantly understood Mingchen's thoughts.

He wanted to use his own strength to attract the gate of heaven and forcibly open it.

At this moment, a white palm suddenly stretched out from behind the Heavenly Gate, as if squeezing the space, and it was not fully extended, only an illusory hand was revealed, and then a finger was stretched out.

The seemingly ordinary point pointed at the dust-free point, and the dust-free Dharma was like the Buddha's light around his body shattering inch by inch.

The majestic air flow is whistling and pulling!

The sea of clouds was rolling, and endless coercion, endless oppression, erupted behind the portal of the heavenly dome.

Wuchen's eyes were slightly sunken, and he didn't dare to be careless, and the grand Dharma elephant urged a palm, and quickly slapped it forward, and the bright Buddha light surging around his body, casting a golden body.

Now he is no longer what he used to be, but he is exchanging power by burning the primordial god, and the time he can hold on is extremely limited.

In the face of Ming Chen's actions, even if he had the intention to stop it, he couldn't do it at this moment.

For example, the one who appeared behind the door today, his strength was not far from Tianzun.

A smile bloomed on Mingchen's face.

"Today, the poor monk is the warrior of the world, and he will reopen the back road!"

"Shaolin lives on!"

The deep voices suddenly dispersed.

"You're thinking too much!"

Suddenly, an indifferent voice rang in his ears.

I don't know when, Shen Du had already attacked in front of him, his black hair dancing wildly, and he slashed down with a knife.

"Boom!"

Ming Chen was directly slashed into the top of the mountain below by this knife.

The continuous buildings on the top of the mountain could not withstand this powerful force, and the explosion was accompanied by an explosion, and it exploded in billowing smoke and dust.

The mountain shook, and countless cracks opened around the entire mountain, densely connected together.

Shen Du's black robe flew, and his eyes flickered, and he flew down.

At the moment when Mingchen just got up, he was killed with a punch.

Mingchen raised his hand to block in front of him, but the moment his arm touched, it exploded, his arms exploded into a blood mist, and his whole person flew upside down again, hitting several buildings one after another.

In just a moment, his broken arm was restored, and his flesh was reborn.

Although celestial beings are called human beings, they are not human beings.

Ming Chen's body had been connected to the power of the Queen of Heaven before he could regenerate his flesh and blood.

It's just that this flesh and blood rebirth has a limit.

A deep fear emerged in Ming Chen's eyes, and then a grand magic image condensed behind him, turning into a streamer of light towards the sky.

Shen Du looked at him coldly, and suddenly slashed towards Mingchen.

Any force will be defeated by this sword.

Before Mingchen reached the gate of heaven, he was once again slammed into the top of the mountain with a knife, and the magic image was shattered and his body was shattered.

The broken body was repaired again.

Shen Du stepped over and said coldly, "I want to see how many times you can fix it." ”

Mingchen's expression changed slightly.

The close Heavenly Gate power in his body was almost exhausted, and if there was another time, it would be difficult to recover it.

Before he could react, Shen Du had already come to his side again, sword after sword.

"No!"

Mingchen shouted vigorously, urged the strength of his body with all his might, and slapped a palm frantically, and the golden blood was quietly disappearing.

A knife in the air!

Ten Thousand Swords Return!

"Poof!"

Mingchen spat out a mouthful of blood, his body cracked inch by inch, and golden blood spilled.

Swords dangling in the air!

Shen Du suddenly bullied himself, clenched his fist and slammed it down, and smashed into Mingchen's head with a fierce and domineering punch.

A punch pushed out, and the mountains and rivers seemed to be crushed and stirred up under this punch.

Mingchen's head was shattered by this punch!

Rise with your sword in your hand and stab it forward!

Break the sky!

This sword slashed directly at the Ming Chenyuan God.

Within his shrine, a sword that slashed through everything emerged.

In an instant, Mingchen's primordial spirit cracked and shattered, and was shattered by a sword.

The surging Buddha light suddenly dissipated.

The blood-soaked body shattered completely.

The light of the Buddha above the heavenly dome gradually dimmed.

(End of chapter)