"Ask the sky. Su Qin watched from a distance as several colorful clouds converged from the sky, and the scales on the person's body faded, and the brilliance around his body flowed.

A red sun rose from the east, and bursts of glow appeared on Ximentian's body. The white shirt quickly covered the naked body, fluttering in the breeze.

"It's so strong. "Ximen Tianyi is lucky, and the condensed aura in Jindan is surging like a river and sea, and it is more than ten times stronger than before!

"Sword coming!" With a loud shout, Qingluan's fire sword roared and hovered around Ximen Tian, and hundreds of sword qi crisscrossed the mountain tops, cutting through the sky, bringing the sound of wind and thunder. Just the hundreds of sword qi that were swung out casually, each of which had the power of a blow that approached the early stage cultivator of Vientiane.

"Congratulations. Although the building of Manjusri Temple was almost half destroyed, Master Yizen did not show a trace of anger, and looked at Ximen Tian who was performing swordsmanship with a smile. Obviously, he has reached a very deep level of existence in the Dharma.

Before Ximen Tian's excitement passed, an unfamiliar move flashed in his mind, and it quickly started to run from the meridians. A mysterious and extremely domineering force emanated from within itself.

"Stop!" A Zen master's face changed, and he felt the murderous aura unconsciously emanating from the white-clothed immortal cultivator in front of him!

"This is the spirit of the emperor!" The monks rushed up the mountain, ready to clean up the dilapidated temple, only to see a burst of coercion coming, and they all raised their heads in unison. Elder Juehui, who had been defeated by Su Qin before, also stopped, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes!

"Monk, come and learn from each other. Ximen Tian smiled evilly, hooked his fingers, and two protrusions appeared on his forehead.

"Dragon Devouring!" Ximen Tian's body gradually distorted, and the phantom of the true dragon loomed. In an instant, the wind and thunder surged, and the brilliance of the sun was instantly obscured! Under the shadows, a pair of red eyes looked at the handsome monk, and a golden remnant of the dragon's head bit towards him.

This is one of the basic moves of the long-lost Dragon Clan's Secret Books! Since the Dragon Clan disappeared, even the fairy world has been difficult to find the moves of the Dragon Clan's Secret Books, even the most basic Dragon Devour, Dragon Pounce, Tail Swing and other moves, and Ximen Tian uses the Dragon Devour.

A Zen master's face became solemn, and with a push with one hand, a huge palm fell towards the Ximen sky.

Su Qin could obviously also sense that something was wrong with Ximen Tian at this time, especially the look of madness and killing in his red eyes, as if he had been manipulated by something. Therefore, when a Zen master made a move, she did not stop it.

The moment the dragon head phantom approached the Buddha's palm, he wanted to open his mouth and devour it alive. A violent exhalation spurted towards the Buddha's palm with a strong scorching force.

The Buddha's palm trembled slightly, and a Zen master opened his eyes, his eyes showed pity and compassion, and the Sanskrit sound in his mouth bursted, and several Sanskrit words appeared in the palm. At the moment when the two collided, a silent roar came out of the dragon's mouth, and invisible ripples spread in all directions with the dragon's mouth as the center.

The disciples of the Dao Xuan Sect who were watching from the mountain covered their ears one after another, rolling back and forth, and even bleeding from their mouths and noses, and the dantian aura was not under their control, rushing left and right in the meridians. And the disciples of Vientiane only felt a buzzing in their heads, a feeling of nausea, and they couldn't stop retching. The four Celestial Elders were calmer, but they also had shocked expressions on their faces.

This devouring has reached the level of heaven and man!

The Buddha's palm was stunned, a Zen master couldn't keep his hand, the power of heaven and earth quickly gathered, and the dense clouds were quickly blown away by the powerful power of heaven and earth.

The phantom shadow of the dragon's head dimmed, let out an unwilling roar, and bit down on the solid Buddha's palm. The Buddha's palm shines brightly, and thousands of Sanskrit texts swallow up the phantom.

"Ahh Another real dragon phantom appeared, rushing straight to the deity of a Zen master!

"Ask the sky, stop it!" Although Ximentian's aura made Su Qin feel extremely familiar, his strange actions and extremely powerful moves made her uneasy.

Although the first Zen master suppressed the phantom of the dragon's head under the Buddha's palm, it was not completely eliminated, but was constantly resisting. If it weren't for the suppression of the power of heaven and earth, it would take some time to completely dissolve the dragon devour.

But no one expected that Ximentian, who seemed to have reached the limit, actually condensed a faint phantom of the dragon's head and attacked from below.

"Abbot be careful!" Although the elder of the temple is not as good as a Zen master, he also has the cultivation of heaven and man, and he has a keen sense of the complex intertwined power between heaven and earth, not to mention that he is relatively close to the battle scene, so he naturally sees a faint true dragon with the power of disorder.

"My Buddha is compassionate. "A Zen master obviously sensed the danger as well, and with his hands together, the violent power of the Heavenly Perfection poured out in an instant.

Even though Ximen Tian is a genius of Tianzhong, his foundation is not stable, how can he resist the abbot of Manjushri Temple, who has cultivated for thousands of years and has attained perfection of Buddha nature?

"Woo!" Ximentian's face once again grew hideous and terrifying scales, and the bulge on his forehead slowly turned into horns.

The Dragon Clan's Secret Book is the supreme magic that can only be used by the Dragon Clan and those with the blood of the Dragon Clan, and the Dragon Clan is the most arrogant race in the fairy world, even if they die, they will not succumb to the immortals and demons who are stronger than themselves!

"Amitabha. A Zen master waved his big sleeves and sandwiched Ximen Tian in the palm of the Buddha.

Although Ximen Tian's killing intent had reached an incomparable height, he could only be restrained in the two golden Buddha palms and could not move.

"Let the old man help you sober up. As the hundreds of zhang large Buddha's palm quickly flipped over, a small figure was turned upside down.

To say that Ximen Tian, who turned into a half-dragon, is also two zhang high, and he is also a behemoth in the eyes of ordinary people, but he is like a small fly between the Buddha's palms.

"Poof. Ximen Tiangang wanted to escape, but he hit the other hand hard, he really wanted to get angry but couldn't get angry, so he had no choice but to hit back and forth between the two palms.

The monks at the bottom of the mountain were dumbfounded, and they swallowed in unison.

The huge Buddha power penetrated into Ximentian's body little by little, expelling the killing intent between the slaps.

"I ......" Ximen Tian's red eyes like beasts gradually faded, and the killing intent faded like a tide. The scales covering his body returned to his skin, and the dragon's horns were hidden on his forehead, apparently conscious.

"Stop!" Ximen Tian cried out in pain, only to feel a pang of pain all over his body. Without scale armor, he couldn't withstand the strength of the Buddha's palm.

"Is the donor okay?" said Master Yizen smiled slightly.

Su Qin also smiled lightly, obviously she had never seen him so embarrassed.

But Ximen Tian couldn't laugh at all, and a wave of exhaustion welled up in his heart.