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"Boom! Crack!"

With a dull blow, Qin Hao's fist smashed hard on the swastika Buddha seal, breaking up the Buddha's light abruptly, followed by an explosion, and a gap was punched in the Buddha seal formed by the gathering of true energy. The Buddha's light scattered all over the sky like a meteor rain, falling on the ground, trees, flowers and plants, and the high-heat energy directly burned them into small holes.

Qin Hao's condition doesn't look very good at the moment, the face of his fist is pitch black, covered with burn marks, his right arm has been dislocated and dislocated from the shoulder, hanging on his waist, he is gasping for breath, and the spray is almost solidified White gas, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

The recruiting monk didn't seem to have the intention of taking advantage of the victory to pursue it. Instead, he sat cross-legged across from Qin Hao, ignoring the dust on the ground to stain the red monk's clothes, closed his eyes and turned the rosary to recite an unknown Buddhist scripture.

The sharp and ear-piercing sound of Buddhist scriptures pierced Qin Hao's ears to his brain, like the sound of heaven, which made him relax, his muscles became looser and less tense, and the smile on his face became wider and wider.

Suddenly, Qin Hao opened his eyes suddenly, the golden flames in his eyes were burning, and a vicissitudes of ancient times slowly emanated from his body, bringing a strong sense of oppression, giving people a feeling that the sky would collapse. Feel.

"Old bald donkey, do you think you can save me like this?"

Qin Hao held the shoulder of his right arm with his left hand, twisted his wrist lightly, and only heard a click. The dislocated right arm had been connected, and he shook his arm slightly, without feeling any discomfort.

The recruiting monk has already stepped into the realm of the master, so sensitive to the breath, he felt the terrifying and strange breath emanating from Qin Hao almost instantly, his complexion changed slightly, his face was full of sadness, he looked at Qin Hao with painful eyes and shook his head: " I know I can't get over it, you've become a demon, you can only kill, you can't get over."

"Can you kill me?" Qin Hao sneered, his eyes full of contempt.

"Amitabha..." Monk Zhao Ti groaned softly, his expression neither happy nor sad, and he shook his head slightly: "I can't kill it, but I can try it. However, the poor monk has a question and wants to let Master Qin explain it to me. Now you , is it still the same you as before?"

Qin Hao's expression froze, and the golden flame in his eyes was beating extremely irregularly, as if swaying in the wind. After a long while, he suddenly burst out laughing: "Is there any difference? I am Qin Hao now, and I was still the same as before. It's also Qin Hao, isn't the current Qin Hao and the Qin Hao just now both me? I am me, I am Qin Hao!"

"No, there is a difference." Zhaoti Monk opened his eyes slightly, his expression was unprecedentedly dignified, and sighed softly: "At least, the you now are not the you just now, you are not the benefactor of Qin, you are a demon!"

"nonsense,

Bewitching people! "Qin Hao's complexion changed, and he roared loudly. The evil spirit around his body was condensed and danced like a dragon and snake. With a strong step on his feet, the shells shot towards the retreating monk like a shell, mixed with a world-destructive power. .

Before the fist arrived, the Zhaoti monk felt like a whirlwind passed by in front of him, his beard and monk clothes were blown and pulled back, he quickly used the inner strength of the Buddhist gate, and suddenly the Buddha's light was brilliant, and a protective cover formed by a layer of Buddha's light covered Zhaoti In front of the monk, trying to resist Qin Hao's fist.

When the evil spirit came into contact with the Buddha's light, it was as if it had been corroded, and there was a sneering sound. The protective cover cracked around the place where Qin Hao's fist was hit, and cracks appeared, spreading slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye. , and finally broke a big hole, the fist broke through the protective shield, and hit the heart of Zhaoti Monk's chest.

The recruiting monk turned pale with shock, although he already understood when he felt the powerful and vicissitudes of ancient times on Qin Hao's body, even if he stepped into the realm of a master, he might not be able to suppress this weird guy in front of him.

But what he never expected was that Qin Hao obviously didn't have the cultivation of true qi, but the condensed evil spirit on his body was more terrifying than the real qi, it could corrode the real qi, and punched through the real qi.

Under the crisis, the recruiting monk exerted all his strength, and all the cultivation bases of the master realm exploded. The yellow Buddha's light wrapped a pair of fleshy palms, and slapped Qin Hao's fist.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the monk Zhaoti felt a huge force coming, and couldn't help taking a few steps back.

Of course, the effects of force are mutual, and Qin Hao also suffered a huge rebound force, so that the bluestone floor under his feet suddenly collapsed, and a big hole appeared, and his two small legs did not touch the ground until the knees.

However, this level of strength was just a drop in the bucket for Qin Hao. With his control over the strength of his body muscles, he adjusted and released the strength almost in the blink of an eye, pulled his legs out of the pit, and attacked again.

The recruiting monk had just stabilized his body at this time, seeing Qin Hao's strength, he didn't dare to resist hastily, he stepped lightly, his body spread his wings and leaped like a wild goose, using lightness kung fu to distance himself from Qin Hao, avoiding the attack.

Although Buddhism is not known for its lightness kung fu, it is not weak, and it is even much stronger than the lightness kung fu of ordinary sects. Back then, Bodhidharma, the patriarch of Buddhism, practiced light kung fu to a great extent, he could cross the river with a single reed, walk on waves, and almost fly like a god.

It's just that this level of cultivation is already a realm that can only be reached in legends. At least the recruiting monk has now stepped into the realm of a master, and his cultivation is already inborn Dzogchen, and he still cannot achieve this.

However, compared to Qin Hao who has no real energy, Zhao Tiseng is confident that he can get rid of him.

However, the next moment, the recruiting monk turned pale with shock and was dumbfounded.

Because, at some point, Qin Hao had already come to his side, grinning at him with a sinister smile, his starry eyes were shining golden, mixed with a little scarlet, giving people a kind of righteousness and evil spirit, both good and evil It feels like the two extremes meet and merge.

What kind of monster is this? Obviously without true energy and cultivation, he can catch up with the lightness kung fu he exerted with all his strength with only two legs. Even if this is not his strong point, he won't be unable to outrun the legs made of flesh~body, right?

"Vald donkey! Give me a punch!" Qin Hao yelled, bowed left and right, struck out with both fists suddenly, swung out with all his strength, and slammed towards Zhaoti Monk with tremendous force.

The recruiting monk raised his zhenqi, and hastily blocked it. There was a burst of air explosion, which was the huge explosion sound of fists and palms colliding. In the aftermath of this collision, smaller and smaller objects were reduced to dust.

The soldiers with guns in their hands were blown upside down, Duanmulei quickly summoned up his true energy and protected Duanmuci, thus preventing Duanmuci from being attacked by the aftermath. And, it is estimated that at least two or three bones will be broken.

Under the impact of the huge force, the whole body of Zhaoti Monk flew upside down, his body swayed in mid-air like a falling leaf and flew several meters before he controlled his figure, and his feet landed to avoid falling down, but he still couldn't get rid of it completely. With great strength, his legs dragged two 20 cm deep grooves, a full five or six meters, on the bluestone slab.

ps: It’s my friend’s birthday today, I went out to eat and the update is a bit late, there’s another update in the early morning, that friend Su Zhenzhen please add me as a friend. . . . .

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