Sign In Buddha’s Palm

dong dong dong!

The strong and powerful heartbeat kept ringing.

I saw Su Qin sitting cross-legged quietly, his eyes slightly closed, within a few hundred meters of his body, the air began to twist faintly, and a surging and far-reaching force continued to breed and gather.

"call!"

At this moment, Su Qin took a sharp breath, and suddenly the entire back mountain forbidden area, the endless energy of heaven and earth poured in, turned into a phantom like a huge funnel, and was quickly absorbed and swallowed by him.

Time passed slowly.

Su Qin's body has also undergone earth-shaking changes.

Under the three elements of physical body, spiritual sense, and internal force, Su Qin's internal organs, every piece of flesh and blood, every blood vessel, began to rapidly transform.

If it is said that the first-grade Grandmaster has already begun to become a saint, then the 'Arhat' status is completely above all living beings.

Every "Arhat" or martial arts myth has surpassed ordinary humans in essence.

"Luo Han Guo bit."

"It's finally done"

Su Qin slowly opened his eyes.

His pupils were dark and deep, as vast as the stars of the universe.

Su Qin stood up and looked at his hands.

At this moment, his physical body has completely crossed to another level, and can spontaneously absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, without the need for external food to replenish energy.

The gods who truly reach the Qi-eating will not die.

In addition, Su Qin felt that as long as he had a single thought, he could control the vitality of heaven and earth for several miles nearby, and his gestures were like the power of heaven and earth.

Whether it is the 'Arhat' status or the martial arts myth, the most powerful means is the power of heaven and earth.

For a 1st rank grandmaster, even a 1st rank Great Perfection who has transformed three times would still be afraid of crowd tactics.

Of course, there is no one who is so stupid as to jump into the siege of a million army.

But the fruit status of 'Arhat' is different.

At this level of existence, unless you are a powerhouse of the same level, you will have nothing to fear even if you are besieged by more people.

"It's been ten days?"

Su Qin felt it carefully and knew how long it had been since he broke through.

Originally, Su Qin thought that his breakthrough would only take one night at most, but he didn't expect it to take so long.

"It's time to go out."

Su Qin's breath quickly converged, and within a moment, it was no different from before the breakthrough.

After reaching the realm of 'Arhat', Su Qin's control of the physical body has reached an unprecedented level.

soon.

Su Qin left the forbidden area in the back mountain and appeared on a green-shaded path not far from the handyman's house.

"what?"

Su Qin found that there was something wrong with the atmosphere of the Shaolin Temple at this time.

The Shaolin Temple disciples who came and went all had panic expressions on their faces, as if they were facing some kind of crisis.

"How to do how to do?"

"The magic door is open, can the abbot and the others stop it?"

"Whether it can stop it or not, as a sect of the righteous way, how can I be afraid of the devil's door in Shaolin Temple?"

The two Shaolin Temple disciples said a few words in a hurry and then rushed towards the Mahavira Hall.

"Demon Gate?"

Su Qin frowned, and his spiritual sense seemed to spread in all directions like a wave of water.

After stepping into the realm of 'Arhat', Su Qin's spiritual sense soared dozens of times. It used to cover only a few dozen feet of his body, but now it covers hundreds of thousands of feet.

After a moment.

Su Qin sighed softly and walked in the direction of the Mahavira Hall as well.

Soon.

As soon as Su Qin arrived at the Daxiong Hall, he was stopped by the inspecting monk Zhenzhi.

"Zhenguan, why haven't I seen you these days?"

Zhenzhi just asked a question casually, and his eyes were fixed on the field.

At this moment, outside the Daxiong Hall, the people of the Demon Gate and the disciples of the Shaolin Temple confronted each other.

"Bald donkeys, if you know each other and obey me obediently, maybe you will be spared."

A gloomy-faced man sneered.

"Remainers of the Demon Sect!!!" The head of the martial arts academy was so angry that he shouted angrily on the spot.

The heads of the other academies all looked solemn, and all their eyes fell on a man in a black robe.

This black-robed man has a deep breath, and just standing there, there is a kind of breathlessness.

"Namo Amitabha, why do you have to push me step by step, Demon Lord?"

Huiwen put her hands together and looked at the black-robed man.

"Humph!"

A hint of sarcasm flashed on the face of the black-robed demon master: "Huiwen old bald donkey, I will give you two choices, one is to surrender, and the other is to destroy the family!"

The black-robed devil's voice was not loud, but it resounded in the ears of every Shaolin Temple disciple.

Immediately.

The faces of many Shaolin Temple disciples were flushed with anger.

"Namo Amitabha."

Abbot Huiwen took a step lightly and stood in front of everyone.

Shaolin Temple, as the world's largest martial arts master, has been passed down for thousands of years, how could it be able to surrender to the Demon Sect?

"In this case, the poor monk will come to teach the Demon Lord your supreme martial arts!"

As soon as the abbot Huiwen said this, he said.

The expressions of the rest of the chiefs changed.

There have long been rumors in the martial arts world that the Demon Lord has already taken that step and became a top-ranking Grandmaster.

Although Abbot Huiwen is also a first-rank, if he fights with a top first-rank, the result can be imagined.

Although the Shaolin Temple said that it has the heritage left by the Arhats of the past dynasties, but with the passage of time, most of the heritage is incomplete.

"Abbot, no."

"Yes, you must not fall into the trap of the devil's door."

The chiefs said eagerly.

"Who will go to hell if I don't go to hell?"

Abbot Huiwen shook his head slightly.

Now the strongest person in Shaolin Temple is Abbot Huiwen. If he doesn't stand up, who can stand up?

Although the Shaolin Temple still has a mysterious ancestor of the holy monk, but up to now, the ancestor of the holy monk has not appeared, there may be some concerns.

At this time, even if Abbot Huiwen knew that he was not the opponent of the Demon Lord, he could only bite the bullet.

"It's like an ant."

The Demon Lord sneered, raised his right hand, and photographed it at will.

In an instant, the terrifying demonic energy boiled and shrouded the abbot Huiwen from afar.

puff.

Abbot Huiwen took three steps back, and the last blood spurted out.

The abbot of the Shaolin Temple, the grand master of the first rank, did not even take a move from the demon master.

"Abbot."

"Abbot, are you alright?"

"The remnants of the devil, I will fight with you."

Countless Shaolin Temple disciples were deeply moved, and several headmasters supported the abbot for the first time.

"It's okay, I'm just a little hurt."

Abbot Huiwen's face was as pale as paper, and he said in a trembling voice.

The Demon Lord's move just now should have kept his hand, otherwise even if he could survive, he would be seriously injured and dying, and it would be impossible for him to stand.

"Shaolin Temple is over"

Seeing this scene, the head of the various academies felt extremely cold in his heart.

Just now, there was still a glimmer of hope in their hearts, and they felt that the Demon Lord might not have taken that step as rumored in Jianghu.

In this way, the Shaolin Temple may still have hope of repelling the Demon Sect.

But now it seems.

Even Abbot Huiwen, who was a first-rank grandmaster, couldn't stop the opponent's move. The strength of the Demon Lord was far beyond what the Shaolin Temple could handle.

Under such circumstances, what would the Shaolin Temple do to block the Demon Gate?

"Is it possible that the thousands of years of Shaolin Temple's heritage will be broken at this moment?"

The head of the hospital trembled in his heart, and his face was full of despair.

After the black-robed demon master defeated Abbot Huiwen with one move, he didn't pay attention to him at all.

For him, even a first-grade peak grandmaster like Tian Lian Zhenren of Tiantai Sect would kill him when he said he would kill him, let alone a first-grade holy monk like Abbot Huiwen?

I saw the black-robed Demon Lord slowly take nine steps, looked up at the majestic Daxiong Hall, and shouted violently:

"Unknown Saint Monk!"

"I know you are in Shaolin Temple!"

The sound waves of the black-robed demon lord resounded throughout the Shaolin Temple. Many Shaolin Temple disciples only felt their ears buzzing, and their spirits fell into a trance for a moment.

"You killed my Demon Sect disciple and almost destroyed my Demon Sect inheritance!"

"How can I ignore such a great hatred? Now, your life and death in Shaolin Temple is in my mind. If you don't come out again, I will kill every disciple of Shaolin Temple with my own hands!"

After the black-robed demon master finished speaking, he stopped talking and stared at every place in the Shaolin Temple.

For the black-robed demon master, from beginning to end, the target is the nameless holy monk of Shaolin Temple.

As for the other disciples, even the first-ranked abbot Huiwen had never cared about it.

"Senior saint monk."

Abbot Huiwen trembled in his heart, and he didn't know whether the holy monk should come out or not?

With the strength of the Demon Lord at the moment, will the ancestors of the holy monk be an opponent?

In case the ancestors of the holy monks are not opponents, I am afraid that Shaolin Temple will be completely cut off today.

"Senior saint monk."

There was a glimmer of hope in the eyes of many Shaolin Temple disciples, as if a drowning person had grabbed the last straw.

However.

time flies.

The nameless holy monk in the mouth of the black-robed devil did not appear.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"What bastard holy monk, under the power of the devil, I'm afraid he would have fled long ago."

Disdain smiles appeared on the faces of the Demon Sect disciples.

"Are you really afraid?"

The black-robed Demon Lord looked disappointed.

He walked out of the Western Desert in order to find the nameless holy monk in Shaolin Temple, fight against him, and then break through under the pressure of life and death.

But now it seems that it is obviously not possible.

"There is no need for the Shaolin Temple to exist anymore."

The Demon Lord shook his head slightly, his tone lonely.

Just when the Demon Lord was about to order the massacre of the Shaolin Temple disciples.

Sudden.

A quiet voice sounded.

"You want revenge on me?"

next moment.

Under the incredible gaze of everyone.

A young monk in a gray robe walked slowly out of the crowd.

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