In the back mountain of Shaolin, the grass and trees are sparse, there is a desolate state, and under the sound of the wind, the three pine trees are more and more desolate.

These three pine trees stand in the shape of a character, the height is not more than a zhang, and there is an old monk sitting upright under each pine, as if he is meditating with his eyes closed, his face is bitter, and he is indescribably weird.

Shaolin three crossings, crossing, crossing, crossing, crossing.

Since these three people were defeated in the hands of Yang Dingtian, the then leader of the Ming Sect thirty years ago, they returned to Shaolin, and sat in the back mountain for thirty years of dry Zen, that is, among the Shaolin monks, there are very few who know where the three of them are.

Thirty years later, today, the next generation of Ming Sect leaders have come again, and the world has changed more than this.

Kongwen led the way in front, Taiyuan came with a group of people, and after a short time, he saw the figure of Sandu, and his eyes were slightly condensed.

"It is worthy of Shaolin Sandu, the top master in the world, the three of them are connected by breath, their hearts are connected, and their internal strength is vast, which should not be underestimated. ”

Taiyuan had sharp eyes, just a glance, and he saw a little bit of the details of this Shaolin Sandu, these three people were undoubtedly the most powerful masters he had seen in the Yitian world except for Zhang Sanfeng.

The breath of the three old monks was indifferent, as if there was nothing, if they didn't know what they could see, they couldn't believe that there would be people under these three pine trees.

For the mastery of their own breath, these three people have reached the peak of the realm, the sense of contemplation, Taiyuan faintly found that above the gate of heaven for these three people, there seems to be a cloud of clouds, and the induction between the surrounding heaven and earth is intermittent, intermittent, this is the martial arts realm of Ren Du through, sensing the entrance, only one step away from truly stepping into the innate avenue, the achievement of the grandmaster martial arts.

Just as he was pondering, the empty news over there had already said all the things that happened in Shaolin today, and immediately, on the lonely peak of the back mountain, the atmosphere was dull, the mountain rain was coming, the Shaolin Sandu breath fluctuated for a while, and the mood of thirty years of dry Zen was broken in an instant.

This is not the three of them are uncertain, but the empty hearsay, too appalling, Shaolin's losses are too heavy, seven or eight empty character generation of monks, all of them perished in the hands of Taiyuan, even Shaolin's most powerful temple protection formation, one hundred and eight Arhat arrays were broken by one person, this is how shocking, although these three old monks are like silence, but in the end they have not reached the realm of the four emptiness, Shaolin suffered from this catastrophe, so that they are indifferent It is impossible anyway.

"You are the Ming Sect Leader Taiyuan!"

The sharp gaze fell on Taiyuan like a lightning bolt, and an old and cold shout came.

Taiyuan pondered condensedly, and then came back to his senses from his contemplation, and looked at Shaolin Sandu calmly and indifferently.

"Shaolin Sandu, it's really good kung fu, but it's a pity, you have been dry for thirty years, and you still can't become an innate avenue, and this life will end here, the poor road is the leader of the Ming Sect, Taiyuan, so let's release the golden lion king Xie Xun I teach." ”

Taiyuan's voice was curling, fluttering, ubiquitous, and under the dim sky, it added a bit of mystery.

"Okay, good, good Mingjiao, good Mingjiao leader, Xie Xun is imprisoned in this dungeon by us, if you want to save him, then please take action, Shaolin Sandu, come and learn your Demon Sect martial arts!"

A thin old monk, blind and dark, is the one of the three crossings. One of his eyes was injured in the hands of Yang Dingtian, the leader of the previous generation of Mingjiao, for thirty years, this ruined hatred has been remembered by him all the time, and today Mingjiao has caused Shaolin to suffer heavy losses, at this time the old monk's tone is full of a bit of gloomy murderous aura.

This kind of situation is not at all like the appearance of a high-ranking monk on one side, and the anger is very heavy.

Kongwen stood aside, his eyes were gloomy, today's Shaolin prestige was discredited, as the abbot of Shaolin, the resentment in his heart can be imagined, at this time he wanted to let Shaolin Sandu completely kill Taiyuan here, so as to save some Shaolin's reputation, otherwise after today, Shaolin's reputation is bound to plummet, and this kind of thing is completely intolerable to him.

"It's okay, Poor Dao is going to see what magical powers the three of you have today. ”

Taiyuan smiled lightly, step by step, thirty-six steps later, already standing in the middle of the three pine trees, the direction is ingenious, mysterious, it is the most prosperous place of Shaolin Sandu attack, and it is also the place where the three people's qi machines converge.

"Master!"

"Sect Master, these three old monks are weird!"

Yin Tianzheng and the others followed Taiyuan side, and when they saw him stepping into the encirclement of the three of them so easily, they all exclaimed.

These few of them are the top masters of today, and their vision is not bad, although Shaolin Sandu has not yet made a move, but just that kind of heavy and solemn momentum has already made them understand that the martial arts of these three old monks are superb, which is not trivial.

Even though they had absolute confidence in Taiyuan, the three old monks were not vegetarians, and it was still too dangerous to fight the three of them with the strength of one person, so they hurriedly spoke up to stop them.

"You don't need to say much, this Shaolin Sandu's martial arts are extraordinary, and the poor Dao is about to compete with them!"

Taiyuan's clear voice is still unhurried, as if there is an invincible spirit that the sky is not shocked, and the world is broken.

"Okay, good, the three poor monks were defeated in the hands of your Demon Sect Leader back then, I didn't expect that after thirty years, they would be able to teach the Demon Sect martial arts again, Taiyuan, the poor monks are still looking forward to this battle, and my hatred will fall on you, but it's a pity that he has disappeared without a trace in Yangdingtian, and Lao Qu and others have been dry for thirty years, and they can't fight with him again!"

Doerson said indifferently, and immediately fell silent, and the two of them looked at each other, and under the same heart, they already knew what each other thought without words.

"Let's do it! The three of you King Kong Demon Circle can be described as the most unfathomable stunt in Shaolin, and the poor road is happy to see the hunting, and I came to learn it today!"

"I won't let the Taiyuan Sect Master down!"

The two sides word by word, sonorous as iron, as soon as the words fell, there was silence for a while, there seemed to be a heavy invisible air flow in the void began to stir, the air was faintly distorted, the figure was blurred, and everyone dozens of meters away felt that there seemed to be a layer of smoke rising in this area, and even their faces could not be seen really.

Such a strange and mysterious scene is really rare in the martial arts.

"King Kong Demon Circle? I see, these three old monks have actually practiced the King Kong Demon Circle, which is very bad!"

On the Mingjiao side, several masters gathered together, staring at the two sides of the confrontation in the field without blinking, Yin Tianzheng suddenly snorted softly, and his face changed slightly.

"What's the matter? Eagle King, what kind of vajra demon circle is still mysterious?"

Wei Yixiao asked quietly on the side.

"This King Kong Demon Circle, is a Shaolin a profound stunt, both martial arts, and formation, this Shaolin Sandu according to what they said, has been sitting here for thirty years, and look at their breath connected, obviously they have a heart to mind, one person is moving, the mind is clear, the other two immediately will understand, so the three of them join forces, almost no flaws, extremely terrifying, although the master of martial arts is profound, has reached an incredible realm, but in the face of this King Kong Demon Circle, I am afraid there is also a certain danger, let's look at it for the time being, once there is any change, immediately have to help。 ”

Several masters of the Ming Sect nodded again and again, and after listening to what Yin Tianzheng said about the mystery of the Vajra Demon Circle, they also felt the seriousness of the matter, and they didn't dare to be careless, and looked at the earth-shattering battle in front of them with burning eyes.