Datang: Just Become a Disciple of the Devil, Sign in and Domineering

Under the pressure brought by the technique of cutting the sky and drawing the sword, the spirit of the four continued to rise, and the body surface showed the color of pure gold.

With the inner strength of more than [-] monks, the three of Hui'an crossed the master level in one step.

And it is still breaking through its own limits, getting stronger and stronger, in the early stage of the Grandmaster level, the middle stage of the Grandmaster level... It didn't stop until the peak of the middle stage of the Grandmaster level.

And the strongest Hui Neng, the breath is almost close to the late master level.

However, the blessings from external forces that crossed the great realm also put the four of them under enormous pressure. The master-level Hui Neng was fine, but the golden light on his body was even more brilliant.

Although the three of Hui'an, who were at the peak of the congenital peak, had a majestic and terrifying aura at this time, the golden light on their bodies flickered uncertainly, and there was a feeling of emptiness and a lot.

Until then, Chen Chuan, who pretended to be accumulating energy, said indifferently, "The fourth breath."

boom!

As Chen Chuan drew his sword, the bright light illuminated the world in an instant, and the black and red sword energy roared out like a dragon, and slashed forward with a domineering and invincible aura of destruction.

The sword qi that was several meters long continued to expand after it was cut out, and the wind roared into the sky, shattered the ground everywhere, and flew sand and rocks.

Seeing this scene, all the monks' expressions changed, especially the four Huineng who temporarily possessed the strength of the master in the middle and late stages.

"King Kong subdues demons, town!"

drink!

More than [-] monks are as a whole, and they wield long sticks together under the link of breath.

In Chen Chuan's perception of seeing, hearing, and color, he saw that after the warrior monk at the back waved his stick, part of the power was transmitted to the monk in front, and then as he waved the stick, a stronger force was transmitted to the front.

Layer upon layer, a blow that gathered the strength of two hundred people, guided by the four of Huineng, smashed head-on towards the roaring dragon.

Boom boom boom! !

The four paths are nearly ten meters long, and the golden rod shadows that are completely condensed by the inner strength of the monks blasted the air, sending out shrill screams and encountering the magic dragon.

boom!

In an instant, in the face of the sword energy transformed from the condensed and domineering aura of armament, the four shadows of the magic wand instantly collapsed like an egg hitting a stone, and then rolled up violent energy and slammed into the center of the magic subduing array.

boom!

The falling dragon was like a missile, and an unparalleled shock wave of destruction erupted in an instant.

Among the dust and gravel in the sky, Chen Chuan, who was shining with black and red light, was like a demon king who came into the world, rushed out of the smoke and dust raised by the sword energy with invincible power, and passed through the great formation.

At this moment, Liao Kong on the steps suddenly opened his eyes, and in an instant his breath merged with the majestic Buddha statue in the hall behind him, and in Chen Chuan's perception, the Buddha statue came alive.

No, it wasn't that the Buddha statue came alive, but it was wrapped around it for hundreds of years, and the power of faith entrusted by countless monks was inspired by the sky, and the sound of Sanskrit chanting and chanting sounded out of nowhere.

Faith is very vague, especially in a normal world without demons and ghosts, it can be said that it does not exist at all, because no matter how sincerely you worship the Buddha, the Buddha will not respond.

However, the power system in the world of Datang Shuanglong is very strange. In terms of expressiveness, it is not high. The strongest grandmaster is invincible. In terms of force, the highest destructive power cannot even break a small mountain.

But if it is low, it can shatter the void. Every master-level master has a very high spiritual cultivation realm. The highest grandmaster, Ning Daoqi, and Tiandao Song Que have all reached the realm of the unity of heaven and man, and the incarnation of Tiandao.

At this time, Liaokong and the Buddha statue behind him breathed together. Immediately, the power of faith accumulated by the Jingnian Temple on the Buddha statue for hundreds of years was inspired, and the right hand pinched the lion fearless seal and fell towards Chen Chuan.

boom!

I saw the [-]-foot-high Tathagata Buddha statue glowing brightly, and on the palm of the same pinched seal, a swastika swastika emitting immeasurable light flew out, carrying the power of the entire Jingnian Temple to suppress it.

The strength of his own internal strength will shock the world, and then a blow that triggers the power of the entire temple is rare in the world, so it is no wonder that he has the confidence to gamble with Chen Chuan.

His blow made Chen Chuan become a little more serious for the first time since he left the mountain, and his face showed a touch of excitement: "It's good to come~".

Saying that, Chen Chuan put the knife into the sheath, his right hand clenched his fist, and the terrifying power of shaking the stars and shaking the stars began to condense, and at the same time he stomped his feet hard.

In an instant, the sky moved and the earth moved.

"Let's see if you suppressed me today with the power of a Buddha, or if I smashed your Buddha and saved you."

boom!

When Chen Chuan slammed a black-red punch, the terrifying power erupted, and the monks behind him only felt that the whole world was shaking, and their heads were buzzing.

The sky collapsed in front of Liaokong, and the black-red sky slammed towards him with a punch from Chen Chuan, and finally collided with his fearless lion print carrying the power of Jingnian Temple.

boom!

Between one punch and one seal, the violent and indescribable power erupted instantly, and the steps below the two of them collapsed like a shattering shock.

For a while, the wind whistled, and billowing smoke shrouded the center of the temple.

When everything subsided, I saw that the huge white stone square was divided into two by a crack that was more than [-] meters long, surrounded by monks with broken heads and blood.

Although Chen Chuan's sword controlled the power, the sword qi burst from the inside when it was cut down, so no one died, but the splashing energy still caused half of the monks to suffer internal injuries.

The most seriously injured were the four guardians of the great array node, the four who suffered the frontal blow of the sword energy were still bleeding from their mouths, sitting cross-legged on the ground to adjust their breath.

At the same time, the nine steps outside the Mahavira Hall had disappeared and turned into a big pit. In the pit, Chen Chuan stood with his hands behind his back as always, with the horizontal knife behind him, with a majestic bearing.

And the upper body of the zen clothes of Liaokong, who punched him with a punch, was broken, and the whole person was embedded in the base of the Buddha statue. The hall was in a mess as if it had been baptized by a typhoon.

Even the nine-meter-high golden Buddha statue of the Tathagata appeared bleak at this time. There were cracks appearing on the palm of the pinched Buddha, and it seemed that it would break in the next moment.

Looking at this scene, the monks in the square who had just climbed up from the ground and were injured by sword qi covered their chests one by one, their pale faces all filled with disbelief.

Their Chan Master Liaokong is a well-known holy monk in the world. They have practiced closed-mouth meditation for decades, and their skills are shocking to the world. Even in the face of Ning Daoqi, they dare not say that they can win.