Sign In Buddha’s Palm

"Am I going to die?"

In front of the Demon Suppression Pagoda, the warrior monk who suddenly burst out and wanted to die with the blood-devouring old demon only felt the rapid flow of blood in his body.

This warrior monk is called Zhenzhi. Although he belongs to the same generation as Su Qin, he entered the temple twenty years earlier.

"It's a pity that I couldn't keep the junior brothers."

Zhenzhi became weaker and weaker, and turned his head reluctantly to look at the other monks who had passed out.

He knew very well that when the Blood-devouring Old Demon devoured all his qi, blood and vitality, these monks might also die.

"I can't die like this!"

"I want to inform the abbot and the head of the hospital"

Zhenzhi struggled to keep the last bit of sobriety, looking up as if returning to the light.

However, in this look, Zhenzhi saw an unforgettable scene.

I saw a slender, fuzzy figure walking towards the Demon Town Tower step by step.

At the beginning, this blurry figure was still a thousand meters away, but every time he took a step, it crossed hundreds of meters out of thin air, and in just an instant, it came to the town magic tower.

"someone is coming?"

The True Consciousness quickly plunged into darkness.

At the last moment when his consciousness fell into darkness, Zhenzhi suddenly heard the blood-devouring old devil's voice full of anger:

"Damn, who are you?!"

In front of the town magic tower.

Su Qin glanced at Zhenzhi, who had passed out again, and turned his eyes to the blood-devouring old demon with a vigilant face.

"Who are you?"

"When did the Shaolin Temple have a great master like you?"

The blood-devouring old demon looked solemn.

With just a wave of his hand, Su Qin crushed his magical aura, and his strength was terrifying.

Before entering the Demon Suppression Pagoda, the blood-devouring old demon had already checked all the warriors of the three realms in the Shaolin Temple.

There is no such person as Su Qin.

"You don't have to know."

Su Qin sighed softly: "It's hard to escape, and if you don't leave the Shaolin Temple as soon as possible, why do you have to do everything?"

Although Su Qin never regarded himself as a real monk, the ten years of fasting in Shaolin Temple made it impossible for Su Qin to watch the disciples of Shaolin Temple being slaughtered.

What's more, Zhen Zhi has a good relationship with him.

"Ancestor, what do I do, I need you to take care of it?" The blood-devouring ancestor narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

Although Su Qin threatened him very much, the blood-devouring ancestor found that Su Qin looked very young.

Such a young monk, even if he started to practice martial arts from his mother's womb, coupled with the supply of various resources from the Shaolin Temple, if he died, he would have the strength to enter the upper three realms.

How could he be the opponent of his blood-devouring old demon?

The reason why Su Qin's aura was broken by Su Qin raised his hand just now, should be because his strength has soared and he can't perfectly control his inner strength.

"You must be a genius secretly cultivated by the Shaolin Temple?"

"Unfortunately, the ancestor I like to kill the most is the genius!!"

The blood-devouring old demon's eyes were cruel, and the breath in his body surged again.

Anyway, it has been with the Shaolin Temple forever. In this case, killing a genius of the Shaolin Temple in advance is considered a good thing.

"Just now, the ancestor's breath was unstable, and I asked you to seize the flaws. Now you see, can you still smash the aura of my ancestors?"

Every word of the blood-devouring ancestor fell, and the pressure in the air became dignified. When the words were completely finished, the vision passed by was filled with mighty demonic energy.

The blood-devouring old demon used the unique skills obtained from the first-grade big devil on the ninth floor of the town magic tower.

Demon Field!

This kind of field is at least qualified to display by the demons of the upper three realms, which can communicate with the world and turn into a field of magic.

The strength of the blood-devouring old demon in the field has increased by several tens of percent, and the enemy will be suppressed by the field and tied.

"time is limited."

As if feeling something, Su Qin shook his head slightly.

At this time, several breaths were rapidly approaching here.

Apparently, Abbot Huiwen and several of the head of the hospital found something wrong and were heading towards the Demon Suppression Tower.

"time is limited?"

The blood-devouring old demon was stunned for a while, and then a sneer appeared: "Yes, your time is running out."

next moment.

The Blood-devouring Old Demon stretched out his right hand and slowly pressed it towards Su Qin.

Almost instantly, a large amount of demonic energy gathered and crushed down.

"This blow is the ancestor I did with all my strength, even if it is not as good as the ordinary first-grade grandmaster"

The blood-devouring old demon looked proud and was about to continue talking.

However.

The next scene made the blood-devouring old devil seem to be strangled by his throat, and his face changed greatly.

I saw countless demonic qi within three feet of Su Qin, and they instantly evaporated and turned into nothingness.

"impossible!"

"impossible!!!"

The blood-devouring old demon was terrified, as if he saw something incredible.

Although it is said that the Buddhist practice restrains the magic method, but no matter how restrained it is, it is impossible to be like now, and it will evaporate directly without contact.

This is no longer restraint.

Instead, it was crushed, completely crushed.

However.

I haven't waited for him to respond.

I saw Su Qin took a step forward and appeared in front of him.

"not good!"

"Run!!!"

The blood-devouring old demon's scalp exploded instantly.

At this moment, if the blood-devouring old demon didn't know that Su Qin's strength was far above him, he would be a fool.

"One product!"

"At least a rank one Grandmaster!"

"When did Shaolin Temple give birth to such a young first-rank grandmaster!"

The blood-devouring old demon had endless regrets in his heart at this moment.

If I had known that there was a great master in the Shaolin Temple, and I had given him ten courage, I would not have dared to sneak into the Shaolin Temple like this!

"late."

Su Qin saw that the blood-devouring old demon wanted to run, so he raised his right hand at will, condensed into a fist shape, and fell lightly.

This punch, in the eyes of the blood-devouring old demon, was slow, as if a child was punching and making trouble.

But I don't know why, the Blood-devouring Old Demon just couldn't dodge this punch.

It was as if he was carrying 10,000 catties of force, unable to move at all.

puff!

Under the desperate gaze of the blood-devouring old demon, Su Qin's punch slowly landed on him.

In an instant, the terrifying fist strength instantly destroyed the blood-devouring old demon's internal organs and eight meridians.

"you?!"

The blood-devouring old demon spewed out the blood mist, and slowly fell to the ground.

After a while.

Swish!

I saw Abbot Huiwen appear outside the Demon Town Tower.

"There is a wave of magical energy from the Demon Town Tower, I'm afraid the devil inside has escaped."

Abbot Huiwen was worried and rushed over almost as quickly as possible.

"For thousands of years, the Demon Suppression Pagoda has been impregnable, so there shouldn't be any problems." Abbot Huiwen looked ugly.

If there is really a problem with the Demon Suppression Pagoda and the devil inside escapes, it will be an unprecedented disaster for the entire Shaolin Temple!

Those devils who have been imprisoned for so many years, one can imagine their resentment towards the Shaolin Temple. Once they get out of trouble, the first thing they will do is to slaughter the Shaolin Temple!

However.

When Abbot Huiwen arrived in front of the Demon Suppression Pagoda and saw everything in front of him, he was stunned.

Although the one hundred and eight patrolling monks lay on the ground and passed out, their breath was steady and they were obviously still alive.

The corpse of the Blood-devouring Old Demon lay quietly not far away, with a look of despair and fear.