readx;? Sitting in the Forbidden Pavilion, it can't stop the footsteps of a generation of bloody legends and blood skeletons. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Among the great forces of the hidden world in the Central Yuan Domain, the Buddha's sect can indeed be ranked in the forefront of all the great forces. But that refers to the complete Buddhist sects, including the Mahayana Buddhist Temple, the Middle Theravada Buddhist Temple, and the Young Theravada Buddhist Temple. As far as a single Theravada Buddhist temple is concerned, although it can be regarded as an unattainable existence for ordinary people and sects and forces, it can only barely squeeze into the bottom list of those hidden powers.

What's more, how many places in this world are there that bloody legends dare not break into? Hugh said that it is a forbidden place for a Theravada Buddhist temple, and according to her temperament, as long as she is willing, the Mahayana Buddhist temple will dare to go to it!

The older generation of monks are in retreat, and Master Abbot is no match for Blood Skeleton on his own. Tianlinggai was shrouded in five terrifying finger winds, and on the verge of death, he had to tell the location where Luohe was "imprisoned".

The door of the Sitting Pavilion, which has been sealed for a long time, is usually opened by no one except for the little monk who has been allowed by the old man to come to deliver food. At the beginning, so many fellow Jianghu Daoists couldn't break through the door of the Forgotten Pavilion in order to chase and kill Luohe, but under a simple palm print from the blood skeleton, they fell to the ground with a bang.

The sun finally shone into this dark place that had not seen the light of day for a long time. Imprinted into the eyes of the blood skeleton was the helpless appearance of Luo He, who fell to the ground unconscious, and the soul of the Tianxuan Emperor, who was so weak that he could no longer be weak, and even the light began to look a little dim.

"Huh...... Monk...... Why do you always like to be self-righteous?" "On top of the Blood Skull Mask, the red light in his eyes gradually flourished, and the strong bloody aura and murderous aura that surrounded him clashed with the peaceful power of the Dharma in the Sitting Forgetting Pavilion, and there was a "crackling" sound like a firecracker.

Fang had just forcibly cast the Buddha seal with his old body, and the old man's face was already covered with beads of sweat, and even his complexion was a little paler than before. Looking at the murderous Luohe blood skeleton that was several times or even dozens of times that broke in like a peerless demon, the corners of the old man's mouth couldn't help but put a wry smile on his lips.

What made him helpless the most was that in the woman with the skull mask in front of him, he also felt the unique aura that only belonged to the blood-colored world. This aura can only be left behind after fighting those unique characters in the Scarlet World. Just like Luo He and Emperor Tianxuan, the old man could clearly feel this breath.

He just plotted against him, and only then did he use Buddhism to temporarily seal the murderous aura in Luohe's body, and he also paid a lot of price for this. But no matter how much he calculated, he couldn't count that there was a more terrifying character.

"Amitabha, the female benefactor is too murderous, and it is incompatible with my Buddhism, if you don't want to put down the butcher's knife and devote yourself to Buddhism to purify your murderous aura, it's better to leave early. Otherwise, the Buddha will clash with each other, and I am afraid that the female benefactor may not be able to keep her earth-shattering karmic art. ”

The old man's face was not good, but he was still unwilling to let go of an opportunity to persuade people to be kind. Although his status is still just an old novice, his actions are above board, and he has Buddha nature more than ordinary enlightened monks.

The Blood Skull was laughing, and it seemed to be laughing unhappily. The bloody murderous aura around his body suddenly skyrocketed, and he forcibly pushed out the Buddha nature that had been piled up for hundreds of years in the Forgetting Pavilion.

"Your Buddha, I'm not afraid. The figure of the blood skeleton flashed and disappeared in front of the old man's eyes. When he appeared the next time, he was already standing straight in front of the old man.

The old man instinctively felt a little frightened, and the whole person trembled involuntarily. He has lived for more than a hundred years, even if the murderous aura on the blood demon king named Fire in the blood-colored world was not as strong as this woman. What's more, with his eyesight, he couldn't detect this woman's movements in the first place.

"I ...... The least like, self-righteous person. A fluttering punch hit the old man in the chest. The plain robes on the old man's body all crumbled, and the dazzling golden light flickered for a moment, but suddenly, like shattered metal, the fragments were scattered all over the ground. The old man retreated a full distance of three or four long steps, and there was still a faint blood stain on the corner of his mouth.

This blow, a simple fist, easily broke the old man's sternum three times. Even the talisman Zhengang that surrounded the old man was all broken. How much is the gap between the bloody legend blood skeleton and the ordinary artistic conception level master?

It's a pity that Luo He has already fainted at this time, if he is still awake, he will definitely be greatly surprised that the cultivation displayed by the Blood Skeleton is far greater than the Blood Skeleton he has seen. The gap in the middle is definitely not something that can be done by simply two adventures or penance.

The old man was wounded, and he had temporarily lost the ability to fight, and the blood skeleton was relieved. His eyes glanced at the soul of Emperor Tianxuan on the side, intentionally or unintentionally, obviously a little surprised, and couldn't help but let out a "huh".

But the surprise passed all of a sudden, and the blood skeleton moved slightly, came to Luo He's side, leaned down, stretched out his white fingers, probed his snort, and then lifted his wrist and took his pulse, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"Old monk, you should be glad ......" said the blood skeleton smiled, and by the time the old man reacted, there was no trace of this famous devil in front of him.

The speed of the Blood Skeleton's departure was extremely fast, and the ordinary law enforcement warrior monks were basically beaten by the Blood Skeleton, and they were already frightened, how could they still have the courage to be presumptuous in front of her?

Just as her footsteps were about to leave the steps of the Buddha at the foot of the mountain, two long howls came from one left and one from the right, and the speed of the two monks chasing after them was obviously not much worse than the blood skeleton.

"Amitabha, the bold devil, dared to come to my Zhonghua Buddhist Temple, hurt the abbot of the temple, and kill the monks of the temple, it is really an unforgivable sin!"

These two monks are fat and thin, but at a glance, they know that they are already old, and I am afraid that they will not be much younger than the old man. It is estimated that these two people are the same generation as the old man in the hidden hole card of the Chinese Buddhist Temple.

"Huh...... Dragon and Tiger Holy Monk... By your own... You want to stop me too?"

In the face of even an antique-level monk, the Blood Skull not only did not have the slightest fear, but even deliberately slowed down, almost waiting for the arrival of the two old monks.

The thin monk Dragon Monk's Heavenly Palm Shadow has been used as a hood, and the power of the Buddha's peerless Dragon Palm will not be inferior to the abbot's master's Heavenly Buddha Palm, or even surpassed. Twenty-eight dragon-shaped giants were overwhelming, blocking almost all possible retreats of the Blood Skeletons.

The fat monk Tiger Holy Monk performed a set of tiger fists, and the huge image of the white tiger appeared behind him, almost every punch was torn apart, and the air was almost burst. The cultivation of these two eminent monks is even better than that of the abbot master, and the power of the first shot is really extraordinary.

The blood skeleton didn't dodge or dodge, just stood there stunned. However, just as the two holy monks were about to hit the Blood Skull, the two of them suddenly felt as if there was a snap of the fingers in the True Qi in the dantian, so that all the attacks were suddenly invisible, and they couldn't cause any damage to the Blood Skull at all.

Two blood-red palm prints struck the shoulders of the two holy monks almost at the same time. The two holy monks couldn't help but be forced to retreat as much as eight feet, and the whole person was spinning and dizzy. When he reacts, where is there any trace of the peerless devil in front of him?(To be continued.) )

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