The whole sect is reborn

"Boom!"

After a loud noise, the reborn Buddhist cultivator had already struck Qitian Sanren with one palm. This was a powerful palm, and brilliant golden light filled the sky and swayed on Qitian Sanren as if for free. He was covered with demons.

His energy seemed to have diminished a lot in an instant.

However, Qitian Sanren can secretly capture boys and girls for so many years to extend their lifespan. Although they are low-key and not famous, their strength and cultivation are not low.

The next moment, the Qitian Sanren roared angrily, and the demonic energy all over his body suddenly exploded, and the exploding black mist rushed away the golden light in the sky.

"Damn! You've gone too far!"

Liao Sheng kept making seals with his hands, but still remained unmoved after hearing these words. If Qitian Sanren had been able to put his feelings on those innocent children, he might not have committed such a heinous crime.

In the blink of an eye, the two men had fought each other thousands of times on the street. Everyone could only hear the muffled sound of "bang bang bang" and the crackling dust falling on the ground. It was the buildings on both sides under such a powerful force.

Debris falling from the pressure.

At this time, those innocent monks were already evacuating quietly. They thought it was just an ordinary fight, but now it is out of control. If they don't leave now, when will they wait?

At this time, Zhu Fu and his party were also protecting the family and walking in a safe direction.

At this time, he heard the sound of reciting the Buddha's name behind him. Zhu Fu looked back and found that the disciples of Wuwu Chanyuan who were following him were lowering their heads and chanting the Buddha's name softly. Following the pious chanting of the Buddha's name, a faint voice appeared.

The golden protective shield rose gradually, taking on the shape of an inverted bowl, firmly trapping Liao Sheng and Qitian Sanren in the middle.

Of course, the monks outside the golden light are also safe.

When Qitian Sanren was fighting with Liao Sheng quickly, he saw the formations set up by the disciples of Wuwu Chanyuan and knew that he would not be able to leave for a while. He was secretly annoyed, but he did not forget to provoke them.

"I thought you were the only good disciple in Wuwu Chanyuan, but I didn't expect that your junior disciples were also good. I wonder if you have ever been afraid of this after you were born? After all, in Wuwu Chanyuan where all male cultivators are here, once you

If you relax even a little bit, you will be chased and replaced! Are you afraid every time you see talented juniors like you?"

"..."

There was no trace of fluctuation on the compassionate face of Lao Sheng, but his eyes flickered slightly, and he dodged a little. The chants of the disciples of the Endless Zen Temple who were chanting sutras in unison also had some discordant tones at this time. But they soon calmed down.

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However, all this did not escape Qitian Sanren's eyes. He pursued the victory and summoned a spear in his hand. With a swing of one hand, the spear filled with demonic energy started to spin. The huge wind attracted all the objects around him.

Once it is sucked in, it will be smashed to pieces.

Naturally includes life.

Ever since Qitian Sanren said those words, Liao Sheng's movements, which were originally as smooth as clouds and flowing water, have become a little sluggish. They don't seem so flawless.

Qitian Sanren had doubts in his heart that his rebirth was intentional, but this opportunity was too rare. What an honor it would be to kill the chief disciple of Wuwu Chanyuan!

As long as you have this merit, you can go to the demon clan! It is said that during the trip to the Demon Suppression Tower, I offended countless demon clan. If I can get her head to claim credit, wouldn't it be better than staying in the realm of immortal monks?

How many people shout to fight against the strong?

With a certain thought in mind, Qitian Sanren began to attack Sheng's inner demon more and more.

"Lao Sheng, tell me that you, a female cultivator, have to stay in an endless Zen courtyard full of male cultivators? Are you so intolerable to loneliness? Are you pretending to be a disciple of the Hehuan Sect?"

Under the watchful eyes of those with life-or-death intent, Qitian Sanren became more and more unscrupulous. What he thought was indeed right, female cultivators, no matter how ruthless and advanced they seemed, would be concerned if they were slandered with a reputation of lewdness!

This is the disadvantage of female cultivators!

Hahaha!

"What? I was right? Speaking of which, should I also go to Wuwu Zen Temple to learn from the master? After all, there is such a charming beauty like you there, which makes my heart beat..."

"...You are looking for death!"

The murderous intention must appear in the beautiful eyes of Laosheng, and the Buddhist cultivators who were chanting sutras were also unsteady. At this time, even the golden light of the formation was not so solid.

With this sentence, Liao Sheng's attack became more and more fierce, but gradually there were flaws. Sure enough, it is difficult for people to maintain their previous level of strength when they are angry.

Qitian Sanren smiled contemptuously in his heart, and then waved the spear in his hand harder. At this time, even the bluestone slabs on the ground were sucked in, and then turned into powder the moment they got closer.

Even after he died, the beads in his hand were floating in that direction uncontrollably.

"ah!"

Nannan turned around and saw this scene. She quickly covered her eyes and didn't dare to look again. Is that beautiful elder sister going to lose?

Zhu Fu, who was protecting her behind him, stared at the battle situation for a while. At this time, he did not answer Nannan's question, but continued to stare at the battlefield shrouded in golden light.

Sure enough, as the spear in the hands of the Qitian Sanren turned faster and faster, the steps of the deadlock gradually began to become unstable. In the end, he staggered severely!

Although he soon stabilized his pace, the smile on Qitian Sanren's face became more and more unscrupulous! It turns out that this is the strength of the leader of Wuwu Chanyuan, haha! It is indeed a name in vain.

"Sister!"

At this time, even those disciples of the Endless Zen Academy who were chanting sutras couldn't help but exclaimed, and even their bodies were about to move, and they couldn't help but go to support their senior sister.

"Don't move! Hold still!"

Liao Sheng shouted angrily, and the Buddhist cultivators behind him paused, and then looked at the two people fighting in the field with worry. How abominable that demon cultivator was, how dared to treat their senior sister like this!

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

Liao Sheng was distracted by the exclamations of the junior brothers behind him. His feet were unsteady due to the strong suction force, and his body fell forward. How could Qitian Sanren give up such a good opportunity? He directly sped up the speed of the spear in his hand,

Then he sucked the whole thing over!

Although Sheng Sheng quickly unfolded the protective shield with quick eyes and hands, the friction between the protective shield and the rotating spear canceled each other out, causing gold shavings to fly. In the blink of an eye, the protective shield had worn out by 30%, while the spear had only worn out by 10%.

Qitian Sanren was very close to Liao Sheng's face at this time. Looking at Qishang Saixue's flawless face, Qitian Sanren's heart moved slightly, and then he couldn't help but laugh.

"To be honest, fellow Taoist monk, with your appearance, you don't need to be a Buddhist cultivator who is not popular with others. In demonic cultivation, you can get something for nothing, and all you have to pay is a mortal body.

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"How about it? Do you want to consider what I say?"