The old monk vomited blood, and his momentum suddenly withered.

This scene fell into the eyes of everyone present, even if they had already appreciated Chen Ming's strength, but when they saw this scene, they were still shocked, and they couldn't believe what they saw in front of them.

Danjin martial artists have a high status in the global martial arts world, and they have long been canonized as gods in people's hearts, but today, the myth has stepped down from the altar.

Many people are stunned and can't return to their senses, especially ancient forces such as the Huashan faction and the Yunyang faction, who have always regarded the myth of Danjin as the supreme and spread the concept that all under Danjin are ants.

But now, the reality in front of them clearly tells them that the object of their faith has been defeated, and their faith has been shattered.

"It's unbelievable, he actually took advantage of the old monk who injured him, and used his strength to reverse Dan Jin, which is unprecedented in ancient times!!" Venerable Xisha sighed, even they were shocked, even if the old monk was old and frail, and his qi and blood were decaying, it was also a genuine myth of Dan Jin, except for Dan Jin above the middle stage, who would dare to say that he would win?

But he suffered a secret loss at Chen Ming's hands, whether this secret loss was intentional or not, it was enough to show that Chen Ming was terrible.

"Old monk, use it quickly if you have any skills, Hero I, I don't want to end up with regrets!!" Chen Ming's gaze was resolute, and the strong sound of the piano was like pouring rain.

Chen Ming could sense that the old monk still had hole cards that had not been used, although he didn't know why he was useless, but if it was only such a level of strength, it was obviously not worth Chen Ming's special trip.

So, he didn't mind stimulating him between words.

The old monk's face could already clearly see the weakness, he was already a sinking body, and it took a lot of effort to crack Chen Ming's illusion killing machine, and the deadline was approaching, and it was impossible to delay.

"Since the donor has been invited, the old man naturally can't let the donor down," the old monk's voice was low, because of the injury, his confidence was insufficient, and his words were directly torn apart in the cold wind on the top of Kunlun Mountain.

Now, everyone can see the state of the old monk, this Danjin holy monk who has been sitting in the Langda Temple for two hundred years is really dying!

His eyes were angry, and a thick dead air was wrapped around him, and people in this state had seen it I don't know how many times, every old Jianghu would not be unfamiliar, and it was about to die, and the time of death was approaching.

It seems that this Danjin Holy Monk will not be able to leave Kunlun Mountain today no matter what!!

The onlookers all sighed silently in their hearts, things hurt their kind, rabbits died and foxes were sad, and they were both martial artists, and they were inevitably cold in their hearts when they saw the results of the old monk.

"Buddhism is boundless, the old monk lives for two hundred years, compared to the donor's talent, so young to rank among the Danjin, but the daily meditation to the Buddha is also a small gain, so please donor taste one or two!!"

The old monk said, his hands were folded, and the only remaining martial arts essence blood and life span on his body burned at the same time.

In an instant, the blood and wolf smoke rose into the sky, and the surrounding snow showed signs of gradually melting, as if a large oven was placed there, and the majestic heat filled Kunlun Mountain, a place that had not experienced high temperatures for hundreds of millions of years.

The spirit of the old monk suddenly returned to the peak, but the price paid at this peak was heavy, just like a return to the light, the moment was brilliant, and the next moment was the time of complete annihilation.

Of course, for the old monk, all this is no longer important, he himself is approaching, rather than die alone in loneliness, it is better to die in the last glory, which is the best ending for the warrior.

The whole body of the old monk is wrapped in pure to the extreme golden light, an endless light of the Buddha phantom is emerging behind him, this Buddha has six golden bodies, the brilliance is incomparable, it is difficult to look directly, wearing a golden robe, Diega sits, smiling with flowers, and the suffering of the world seems to be reduced by it.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is like coming, and I am the one who leads the world to the Buddha. The old monk's face also had a smile, at this moment life and death seemed to have left him, and he was surrounded by Buddha's dazzling light, as if he had become a Buddha on the ground.

However, if you look closely, you will find that the old monk's smile is almost exactly the same as the Buddha's smile, this is the Buddha, but it is also the Buddha that the old monk thinks in his heart.

"Lao Qu poured out his life's efforts, but also only got this style, and now Lao Qu's only disciple died under the sound of the donor's piano, if you don't have to come out again, I'm afraid that there will be no day in this world, a trick 'Shakya Buddha' whether the donor can take it or not, many causes and effects are over here. ”

The old monk didn't care about Chen Ming's reaction, and pressed his palm in the air.

With his movements, the phantom of the Buddha behind the old monk also moved, the Buddha bent down slightly, and one hand fell, as if he was holding the scriptures and asking, and the heavens seemed to have collapsed with the great Buddha.

In Chen Ming's eyes, the figure of the Buddha became larger and larger, and finally completely occupied his sight.

In the boundless void, all kinds of visions emerged, bursts of Sanskrit sounds continued, and the golden ceiling seemed to be born from invisibly, and fell like this, and the heavenly maiden crossed the sky, rebounding the pipa, and the pure land projection disappeared in a flash.

"It's not good, this old monk has faintly touched the realm above Dan Jin!!" Venerable Xisha stood up suddenly, and as soon as his body moved, he was about to rush out.

Above Danjin, what kind of realm is that, it can be called rare in ancient and modern times, and the Chinese people are outstanding people, but there is only one hand at most to count all the way, which is the realm of Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of the Xuanwu School, and the patriarch of Dalin Temple, Dharma, is the real limit of martial arts, and the land immortals.

No one expected that this inconspicuous old monk in the Landa Temple would be the first person to show some power in that realm among the myths of Danjin.

Liu Lao grabbed his arm and said with a serious face, "Don't panic first, we are too far away to rush to the aid at this time, and you see that the sky is broken, his face is not flustered, maybe there is a way." ”

Venerable Xisha shook off Liu Lao's hand, blew his beard and glared, "At his age, it is already a blessing to be able to break through to Danjin, and we may not be able to take such a killing move, what can he do." ”

"Do you all know that we may not be able to stop what we are going to do, looking for death?" Facing the fierce temper of the Xisha Venerable, Liu Lao also replied mercilessly.

The Buddha seal of the Big Buddha is already close in front of him, and all the spectators can't help but hold their breath, staring at Chen Ming without blinking, this is obviously the last blow of the old monk, after this blow, today's results will be revealed to the world.