The Aptitude Is Too Bad, My Martial Arts Has Been Blackened

The Jianmei youth and the blue middle-aged man have been waiting for the end of the monk's chanting, but the other party can't stop at all, making them a little impatient.

The monk seemed to have finally finished chanting, Muyu paused, and he slowly stood up and turned his head.

This is a skinny old monk who looks 60 or 70 years old. Wearing Kasaya, he looks very old and thin, as if he is malnourished, and has a kind-hearted feeling.

The old monk couldn't see any color in his dim eyes, his eyes fell on the young man with sword eyebrows, and he said in a calm tone: "Donor, this is the place of Buddhism. Don't make a loud noise in front of the Buddha."

Facing the unhurried tone of the old monk, the young man with Jianmei coldly snorted: "Stop talking nonsense, let me ask you, did a man come here before? He is about the same age as me."

The Jianmei youth and middle-aged men came here to find someone. Their fellow juniors have not returned for a long time. According to the identity tokens they carry, they are located in this temple. If they haven’t contacted them for so long, most of them have been killed. , So they came here to look for it.

The old monk said calmly: "Amitābha, no one visits this temple on weekdays, and the poor monk has never seen other benefactors."

As soon as this remark came out, whether it was a young man with sword eyebrows or a middle-aged man in blue, a cold color flashed in his eyes. They were sure that their younger brother had disappeared here, but the old monk said that he had never seen their younger brother. Open your eyes and talk nonsense!

"Old bald donkey, dare to lie?"

The Jianmei youth gave a cold cry, and with a violent finger stroke, an invisible Sword Qi shot out, passing over the thin old monk's head, and slashing on a Buddha statue behind the old monk.

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The metal Buddha statue was cut apart, but Su Hao and the others were taken aback.

The metal Buddha statue was hollow, and it was cut apart, and a group of bloody objects flowed out from it, and it was bloody hearts!

The young man with sword eyebrow and the man in blue who watched this scene were all taken aback, filling their hearts in the Buddha statue? And looking at the size of those hearts, it is by no means a beast heart, but a human heart!

"There was a box of heart in the underground palace where there was no trace of blood...it really has something to do with this old monk!" Su Hao saw this and thought of the box that he had seen earlier in the Blood Demon sect branch altar, this skinny old monk and the demon sect. Maybe there is a connection!

The skinny old monk saw the cracked Buddha statue and the scattered hearts. The peace on his face disappeared. Instead, he became ferocious. His eyes were gleaming with blood. He roared: "How dare you be right? Is the Buddha disrespectful?"

"Sure enough, you demon monk did it, Junior Brother Zhang must have been killed by you!"

The young man with sword eyebrow was full of murderous aura at this moment, and he had doubts before, but seeing the heart filled in this Buddha statue, he understood that his junior was mostly dead in the hands of this demon monk, and there might be his in these hearts.

"Thunderfire Curse!"

The young man with sword eyebrows closed his palms, forming a seal, and the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi fluctuated, and flames in the void emerged, and a thunderbolt of lightning appeared out of thin air, like a divine sword falling directly against the thin old monk!

"Sure enough, it's a gas refiner!"

The means displayed by the Jianmei youth made Su Hao's heart clear. As he expected, the two were gas refiners, and the movements of the shots were not comparable to those Rogue Cultivators that Su Hao had seen before. Most of them came from Refiner Sect!

"Crack!"

The thick-armed flame thunder blasted above the skinny old man’s head, but what was surprising was that the thunder exploded and destroyed the ground around the skinny old monk. Even the Buddha statue exploded and its heart was burned. ash.

But the skinny old monk himself stood still and didn't even damage his skin.

"How is it possible? My Thunderfire Curse is Tier 1 Demonic Beasts, I can't hold it!"

The young man with Jianmei looked at the skinny old monk unscathed in the thunder fire in amazement, and he exclaimed.

The thunderfire curse released a thunder flame to blast the enemy to the dregs. Even if the powerful Demonic Beasts touched it, they had to die on the spot.

But this skinny old monk has resisted with his body?

"Monk, you murdered the innocent, and you will pay for your life today! Split Body Wind!"

The blue-clothed middle-aged man also understood that the skinny old monk in front of him was definitely not a good person. He didn't stand by. His robe shook, and the blue hurricane swept across, forming a blue blade that slashed the skinny old man's body.

Each blade is made up of the wind that can tear gold and iron, and slashes the whole body of the thin old monk, breaking it into thousands of pieces.

"Puff puff puff!"

But what is shocking is that the gang wind slashed on the skinny old monk's body, but it was automatically annihilated, and the skinny old monk was still unscathed!

"This is... what kind of magic?" The blue-clothed middle-aged and Jianmei youths were all discolored, the skinny old man's methods were a bit strange.

"This seems to be... qi? Unbelievably strong!"

Su Hao was equally surprised, because he could see that the skinny old monk used martial arts instead of magic or magic.

The skinny old monk's body is enveloped with a layer of qi, a layer of qi that is so high in quality that it can forcibly resist the spell attack of the Qi refiner!

"This old monk is a Martial Dao Grand Great Master, isn't it? The strength of the qi surpasses all the Practitioners I have ever seen!"

Su Hao was shocked. Su Hao himself broke the limit. The Thirteen Taibao horizontal exercises broke through again. Although it is not the Realm of the Grand Great Master, the strength of Qi is better than 90% of the Great Master. But this skinny old monk is single. In terms of strength, it is far above Su Hao, Su Hao can only think of Martial Dao Grand Great Master!

"Lingsuo!"

The blue-clothed middle-aged man gritted his teeth and slapped a cloth bag on his waist. One of the dark chains revolved like a long snake, binding the old monk firmly.

This is the Magic Treasures owned by the middle-aged man in blue. Although it is only the ninth-rank Magic Treasures, it has the effect of binding enemies and sealing the heaven and earth Spiritual Qi, even if the ordinary Foundation Building cultivator is bound by it, Never want to break free!

However, the skinny old monk folded his hands in front of his chest, and in the next second, a terrifying force around his body was like a volcanic eruption, and the dark chain was violently burst open!

Seeing the shocked eyes of the blue-clothed middle-aged and sword-brow youths, the thin old monk's eyes flashed with blood, but the corners of his mouth were drawn with an evil arc: "Amitābha, the poor monk uses no magic, but our Buddhism world. The invincible supreme divine art Yi Jin Jing!".

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