puff!

The old monk spurted blood, unable to hold up the giant Buddha, unable to hold up the golden light that protected his body. He used his sword to fly to the immortal, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable. The backlash from the collapse of the golden Buddha was also extremely fierce.

In addition, there is also the power of space.

Such scars were enough to make him sick.

"Come again."

Zhao Yun shouted violently and swung his sword for the second time.

This time, he was targeting the old monk, so he couldn't give him any chance to breathe. When he recovered, he would support the Buddha's light to protect him, and create a giant Buddha for him.

Xiu'er once said: Kill him while he is sick.

The old monk looked ferocious and immediately clasped his hands together.

Suddenly, a stone gate rose under his feet. It was majestic and huge. It was the Shura Gate of Buddhism. In a certain area centered on it, there was mysterious power. Zhao Yunfeixian's sword light entered that world and was removed from the sword.

Powerful, one after another collapsed.

"It's this thing again."

Zhao Yun sighed in his heart, he recognized this door.

People from the Buddhist family are truly outstanding.

There was Prajna in front of him, and there were ghost faces and evil thoughts in the back. The methods he used were all eye-opening to him. With the same secret method, this old monk's Buddhism and Shuramen were much stronger than those with ghost faces and evil thoughts.

It’s right to think about it.

Ghost faces and evil thoughts have no substance, that is, they do not have a strong foundation.

The old monk is different, he is a living person, and he has gathered infinite power of thoughts. This alone cannot be compared with the grimace and evil thoughts, otherwise, he would not fight so hard.

Buzz!

The Shura Gate buzzed, and the two doors were wide open.

On the other side of the door was a dark area, like a black hole. Zhao Yun knew that it was not a black hole, but a space. He had already seen it at the Demon Realm Ruins.

Without thinking much, he flew away and fled.

However, the Shura Gate has been opened, and its devouring power is terrifying.

Blah blah blah...!

There was a crisp sound, and an iron chain came out of the Shura Gate.

It was a runic iron chain, like an electric snake. It instantly locked Zhao Yun and pulled him in forcefully. It was irresistible. He couldn't resist it even in his Kirin state that day, let alone now.

That’s okay too.

This method is not difficult to break.

After entering the Shura Gate, he took out the treasure lotus lantern and lit the lotus fire with his immortal power. A ray of light opened up in the darkness, and he followed the light and beat it all the way out.

"you....?"

The old monk was shocked and caught off guard.

Buddhism and Shura Sect! Very few initiates can make it out. Even if they are at the pinnacle of the quasi-heaven, this Ksitigarbha realm is a freak. It only lasts three to five seconds before and after, and now it escapes?

"Splitting the Sky."

Zhao Yun shouted loudly, and his sword flew down from the sky.

The sword light of more than ten feet, overwhelming the sky and the earth, chopped the Shura Gate alive.

puff!

The old monk spurted blood again and stepped back.

Zhao Yun ran into a tough opponent, so why didn't he? With the previous blow, the Buddha was broken, and now with this sword, the Shura Gate was also broken. Two kinds of backlash struck, and the Buddha's light was annihilated.

It is not appropriate to fight again.

Without even thinking about it, he turned around and ran away.

The master who resisted the beating and started to escape was also as fast as a startling light.

Zhao Yun, who is also an expert in escape, raised his eyebrows when he saw him. This old guy was probably a rabbit. From a distance, he looked like a Buddha's light crossing the rough sea.

"Still want to run?"

Zhao Yun carried Long Yuan in his hand and followed closely behind.

The two of them chased and escaped, making waves along the way.

People passing by looked surprised when they saw it.

If I read it correctly, Buddha is being hunted!

However, they did not have enough vision to see through Zhao Yun's true appearance, but when they saw Long Yuan, many people touched their chins and took a look, why did it look so much like the sword of the Holy Son of Tianzong?

Boom! Bang! Boom!

On the sea, there was a continuous rumbling sound.

The old monk was escaping all the way. Mr. Zhao was so angry that he chased and beat him all the way. This old guy was so hateful. He turned his lively good brother into a fool. He didn't recognize him when he saw him. He was like a puppet. Can he recover?

What's the difference between normal and normal?

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

The more he chased, the more ferocious he became.

The fake compassionate Buddha will not be finished until he is reduced to ashes.

"Fellow Taoist, save me."

Accompanied by the roar, the old monk rushed into an island.

There was an ancient city hidden in the island. The old monk was not stupid and jumped into it.

"Master of Charity?"

Everyone in the city's bustle seemed to recognize the old monk.

Just because he recognized it, he was filled with surprise. He was a Buddhist, a high-level monk, and a genuine quasi-tian pinnacle. He was only half a step away from reaching the Tianwu realm. He had boundless power of thought and profound Buddhist teachings, yet he was unexpectedly encountered.

Who is so capable in chasing and killing?

When they saw Zhao Yun, they were stunned again.

I thought it was an old guy, but I never thought that he was a junior, or a Ksitigarbha realm, so I was even more shocked. It shocked Zhao Yun's combat power, and also shocked Zhao Yun's bloodline, which was ridiculously strong.

Whoosh!

In surprise, the old monk rushed into a teahouse.

It seemed that he knew that there was a strong person in the teahouse and came here to seek protection.

boom!

Zhao Yun arrived shortly afterwards, filled with evil spirits.

Pedestrians on the street were all trembling. This man's killing intent was so strong and his evil aura was so strong that people thought he was a terrifying god of murder who had slaughtered a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The teahouse is not big and business is bleak.

When Zhao Yun walked in, apart from the old monk, there was only an old man with white hair who was making tea. Zhao Yun could see that this man was very good, with good cultivation and even more good background.

"My little friend, please forgive others."

The white-haired old man smiled, did not look at Zhao Yun, and made tea with peace of mind.

He is indeed extraordinary. Although he is in the teahouse, his voice is ethereal and distant.

"He must be killed." Zhao Yun said calmly.

"When is the time to retaliate against wrongs? It's time to sell me a piece of cake."

"If he turns your friend into a puppet, will the senior be so calm and calm?"

"Are you questioning me?"

The white-haired old man's smile faded, showing his displeasure.

In the East China Sea, no one knew him, and no one would show mercy to anyone who saw him. This boy was so good that he didn't show any respect to him. After all, he was a senior, and he had never been disrespected in this way.

"What this junior stated is the truth." Zhao Yun spoke calmly.

"Must be killed?"

"Undying...never ending."

"very good."

The white-haired old man became angry, and his momentum suddenly appeared.

The small teahouse was damaged on the spot, and the roof was blown off.

When people outside saw this, they were collectively shocked.
To be continued...